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Fanfic: Dark Angels
came from. Her clothing ... Vegeta found her to be something very ... revealing. The young things screamed and waved cheerfully to him.what's that about? At the entrance to the whole thing stood a stocky man, his black hair clapped on his head with a lot of gel, dressed in lacquered clothes. He waved to him with oily friendliness, rubbed his hands and began to babble on him with some extra-planetary gibberish for Vegeta. After a good 5 minutes of the procedure it became too colorful for Vegeta, instead of continuing to listen, he raised his eyes to the women again, scrutinizing them one by one. They weren't that different. Corset, high-pitched voice, plenty of make-up, those were probably the most striking features. Only one girl was there, she was different, dressed differently, different charisma, different facial expression. The black hair fell straggly over her face, covering her black eyes. She wasn't that freaked out with makeup either, and Vegeta felt like she was sad. A sudden movement in the background of the room caught Vegeta's attention.Fast back and forth dangling movements, uneven, flexible. After looking for a long time, the prince realized that they were going out from the girl. Your ... monkey tail? Yes, it was actually a monkey's tail that now elegantly wrapped itself around her slender waist. One of the other girls pulled it playfully, she gritted her teeth, it seemed to hurt her. Shaking his head, Vegeta turned away from the strange creature and went on his way. The Öl-Kopp-Heini shouted a lot after him, but the prince didn't care. He did not care.
"Damn, another customer less, I'm sure he would have liked the girls ..." Angry he went back to his shop, to his brothel.
That was to be Vegeta's only encounter with such a house, but the girl, the prince was almost 100% sure that he would see her again sometime, somewhere. Maybe tomorrow, maybe a year from now.
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Two days later, the Prince of the Dark Angels had finally achieved his goal: the seat of the ruler of the unnamed planet. It was a large, mostly glass-clad building, a good 20 different floors, not counting the basement and the underground railway connection. Each individual storey in turn consisted of many branched corridors that led to rooms that were not at all different from the outside: black wooden door, small sign on the side and that was it. After initial orientation problems, Vegeta finally managed to get a uniform, with some difficulty slipping into it, getting a small electronic translation device and joining the first group of "office guys" that came along. The column led him into one of these black-door rooms, which, much to his astonishment, turned out to be a huge hall. The windows were set very high so that all the light seemed to pour in from the ceiling - a very practical lamp replacement.The men in the suits were evenly distributed in the round room, pressed against the white-painted wall.
A good five minutes later the door opened again and a tall man entered. He wore his hair long, similar to the Dark Angels, had it tied in a braid at the back and small glasses over his dark eyes. Just like the others, he was wearing a jet black suit with a silky sheen on it. The only difference seemed to be the gold stripes that adorned his jacket. 'Actually not that unsympathetic ...' Vegeta slowly began to think seriously about whether he should take him hostage instead of making him cold on the spot? The next few seconds, however, changed his mind tremendously, because in his hand the funny guy was holding a string, a long, elastic leash. With a brief growl, he pulled on it. The door (already known by now) swung open again and a girl stumbled in.The nylon cord was tied around her wrists. The bloody incisions spoke volumes; she was often pushed back and forth, dragged or kicked. She only wore a dark red loincloth and a VERY short top, also in red. The normally black eyes went well with the color scheme, they were red and puffy - crying. Vegeta looked at the girl for a long time, he knew her, yes, but not very long. Her black hair hid her narrow face. The prince was desperately looking for the right memory, there, suddenly, this rapid movement again, the gentle dangling, the monkey's tail. you?! What is she doing here? There was a general murmur of people around him as the little one entered the room. Some whistled or began to laugh softly. With a quick wave of the hand, the man Vegeta had just found NICE to silence the crowd. Slowly, as if he felt the satisfaction of admiration with every new step, he walked through the hall to a small podium and there began his speech.He talked about money laundering, environmental issues, and all sorts of other quark. Vegeta, meanwhile, wondered whether he should first kill the ruler and then blow up the city, or do both together. One thing was clear, somehow he, the Prince, would bring about both. His gaze was fixed on the monkey girl.
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"And now, ladies and gentlemen, I am slowly coming to the interesting thing about today's meetings. As we all know, the Prince of Revokrad has been terrorizing our villages for some time." Are they talking about me? No, who else could destroy entire villages in one fell swoop? 'He had to smile at the thought. The ruler continued. The monkey girl crouched at the bottom of the platform while the end of the nylon cord was still in the ruler's hand.
"And now I ask you, can we have such audacity?No, ladies and gentlemen, we cannot! That's why I sent one of my best people to punish this wrongdoer! This morning my servant came to me, bowed and brought the following message to me: The planet Revokrad ... no longer exists! The hard-working boy has managed to wipe the planet, including the queen and the greasy palace off the map! "
At the word "Revokrad" Vegeta had involuntarily raised his head. Now, after the last sentence, the prince no longer smiled, on the contrary, he had the feeling that all of the color suddenly drained from his face. Revokrad? Destroyed? Can't find it? Meanwhile, the ruler pulled his girl onto the stage with a few strong pulls. Of what he said afterwards, Vegeta only understood bits of words. Something of a second race on the planet ... cave dwellers ... annoying ... threat ... exterminate. It seemed to the prince as if a small switch had suddenly thrown, as if it had made a 'click' somewhere.For a tiny moment he went black, pitch black, before his eyes, then, a persistent ghostly silence.
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The man yawned, he was probably a little bored ... Something? What more boring couldn't have happened to him! And now that head of government idiot was starting to tell how great it was that he'd managed to blow up some goddamn planet! Corrosive! (SCHOOL !!!) His fist clenched, a small vein stepped on his temple as the people around him started grinning and laughing disparagingly. He wanted to open his mouth, protest against this outrageous kind of genocide. “Stop that!” He wanted to shout, “What if anyone gets the idea to do the same with our planet?” But while he opened his mouth to express his “concerns”, there was suddenly an unexpected silence. The man stopped in the middle of his movement, looked at his neighbors.They all looked focused on one point. Most of them had a little sweat on their foreheads. Only this little monkey girl seemed in no way surprised or afraid, her tail swung casually back and forth, she watched the events in the hall attentively. The man turned away from the girl, followed the gazes of the others and ... in amazement he rubbed his eyes. What was that now? Was there really a slightly shorter man between all the others? His skin color was a little darker than that of a normal Njasa and the blond hair and blue eyes were not normal either. The guy must have come from another planet for better or worse. A kind of mist had formed around him, glowing, swirling mist. It was all around his body and seemed to flow upwards somehow. The fellow had clenched his fists, he walked slowly through the alley that had formed around him, towards the platform. Once there, he paused for a moment.Suddenly the strange fog (also called AI in technical language) increased and filled the whole hall. The energy that was released as a result was like a pressure wave, the people around were pressed mercilessly against the stone wall, which immediately formed a spherical hollow, some cracks cut through the rock.
'Revenge ... revenge ... THAT DOG! Vegeta hardly felt it, but while he only perceived this one thought, a pronounced AI formed, the Njasa at his side shrank back in shock. He walked slowly towards the dais. He looked up hatefully at the sleazy guy who was standing up there, keeping his wife on a leash and destroying his, HIS planet. Vegeta cooked the heat of anger ("You've done it! You've really done it now! You've destroyed my home! Don't come too close to me, 'cause I'm burning of rage!" Sentence fits now, doesn't it? Comes from Vegeta, 13. Movie[the one with Tapion ... * melt there *]the good guy gets out of there as this funny demon, whose name I just forgot, the CC[as far as I mean Information is correct]broken down ... Same name, same mistake ...) almost seemed to boil over.In front of the dais he looked up again, that disgusting grin on the other's lips ... Yuck! (* puke * * gag *) Again Vegeta's KI increased, a strange crunch reached his ears. And then ... A sudden change of mind, all the hatred and anger
"Damn, another customer less, I'm sure he would have liked the girls ..." Angry he went back to his shop, to his brothel.
That was to be Vegeta's only encounter with such a house, but the girl, the prince was almost 100% sure that he would see her again sometime, somewhere. Maybe tomorrow, maybe a year from now.
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Two days later, the Prince of the Dark Angels had finally achieved his goal: the seat of the ruler of the unnamed planet. It was a large, mostly glass-clad building, a good 20 different floors, not counting the basement and the underground railway connection. Each individual storey in turn consisted of many branched corridors that led to rooms that were not at all different from the outside: black wooden door, small sign on the side and that was it. After initial orientation problems, Vegeta finally managed to get a uniform, with some difficulty slipping into it, getting a small electronic translation device and joining the first group of "office guys" that came along. The column led him into one of these black-door rooms, which, much to his astonishment, turned out to be a huge hall. The windows were set very high so that all the light seemed to pour in from the ceiling - a very practical lamp replacement.The men in the suits were evenly distributed in the round room, pressed against the white-painted wall.
A good five minutes later the door opened again and a tall man entered. He wore his hair long, similar to the Dark Angels, had it tied in a braid at the back and small glasses over his dark eyes. Just like the others, he was wearing a jet black suit with a silky sheen on it. The only difference seemed to be the gold stripes that adorned his jacket. 'Actually not that unsympathetic ...' Vegeta slowly began to think seriously about whether he should take him hostage instead of making him cold on the spot? The next few seconds, however, changed his mind tremendously, because in his hand the funny guy was holding a string, a long, elastic leash. With a brief growl, he pulled on it. The door (already known by now) swung open again and a girl stumbled in.The nylon cord was tied around her wrists. The bloody incisions spoke volumes; she was often pushed back and forth, dragged or kicked. She only wore a dark red loincloth and a VERY short top, also in red. The normally black eyes went well with the color scheme, they were red and puffy - crying. Vegeta looked at the girl for a long time, he knew her, yes, but not very long. Her black hair hid her narrow face. The prince was desperately looking for the right memory, there, suddenly, this rapid movement again, the gentle dangling, the monkey's tail. you?! What is she doing here? There was a general murmur of people around him as the little one entered the room. Some whistled or began to laugh softly. With a quick wave of the hand, the man Vegeta had just found NICE to silence the crowd. Slowly, as if he felt the satisfaction of admiration with every new step, he walked through the hall to a small podium and there began his speech.He talked about money laundering, environmental issues, and all sorts of other quark. Vegeta, meanwhile, wondered whether he should first kill the ruler and then blow up the city, or do both together. One thing was clear, somehow he, the Prince, would bring about both. His gaze was fixed on the monkey girl.
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"And now, ladies and gentlemen, I am slowly coming to the interesting thing about today's meetings. As we all know, the Prince of Revokrad has been terrorizing our villages for some time." Are they talking about me? No, who else could destroy entire villages in one fell swoop? 'He had to smile at the thought. The ruler continued. The monkey girl crouched at the bottom of the platform while the end of the nylon cord was still in the ruler's hand.
"And now I ask you, can we have such audacity?No, ladies and gentlemen, we cannot! That's why I sent one of my best people to punish this wrongdoer! This morning my servant came to me, bowed and brought the following message to me: The planet Revokrad ... no longer exists! The hard-working boy has managed to wipe the planet, including the queen and the greasy palace off the map! "
At the word "Revokrad" Vegeta had involuntarily raised his head. Now, after the last sentence, the prince no longer smiled, on the contrary, he had the feeling that all of the color suddenly drained from his face. Revokrad? Destroyed? Can't find it? Meanwhile, the ruler pulled his girl onto the stage with a few strong pulls. Of what he said afterwards, Vegeta only understood bits of words. Something of a second race on the planet ... cave dwellers ... annoying ... threat ... exterminate. It seemed to the prince as if a small switch had suddenly thrown, as if it had made a 'click' somewhere.For a tiny moment he went black, pitch black, before his eyes, then, a persistent ghostly silence.
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The man yawned, he was probably a little bored ... Something? What more boring couldn't have happened to him! And now that head of government idiot was starting to tell how great it was that he'd managed to blow up some goddamn planet! Corrosive! (SCHOOL !!!) His fist clenched, a small vein stepped on his temple as the people around him started grinning and laughing disparagingly. He wanted to open his mouth, protest against this outrageous kind of genocide. “Stop that!” He wanted to shout, “What if anyone gets the idea to do the same with our planet?” But while he opened his mouth to express his “concerns”, there was suddenly an unexpected silence. The man stopped in the middle of his movement, looked at his neighbors.They all looked focused on one point. Most of them had a little sweat on their foreheads. Only this little monkey girl seemed in no way surprised or afraid, her tail swung casually back and forth, she watched the events in the hall attentively. The man turned away from the girl, followed the gazes of the others and ... in amazement he rubbed his eyes. What was that now? Was there really a slightly shorter man between all the others? His skin color was a little darker than that of a normal Njasa and the blond hair and blue eyes were not normal either. The guy must have come from another planet for better or worse. A kind of mist had formed around him, glowing, swirling mist. It was all around his body and seemed to flow upwards somehow. The fellow had clenched his fists, he walked slowly through the alley that had formed around him, towards the platform. Once there, he paused for a moment.Suddenly the strange fog (also called AI in technical language) increased and filled the whole hall. The energy that was released as a result was like a pressure wave, the people around were pressed mercilessly against the stone wall, which immediately formed a spherical hollow, some cracks cut through the rock.
'Revenge ... revenge ... THAT DOG! Vegeta hardly felt it, but while he only perceived this one thought, a pronounced AI formed, the Njasa at his side shrank back in shock. He walked slowly towards the dais. He looked up hatefully at the sleazy guy who was standing up there, keeping his wife on a leash and destroying his, HIS planet. Vegeta cooked the heat of anger ("You've done it! You've really done it now! You've destroyed my home! Don't come too close to me, 'cause I'm burning of rage!" Sentence fits now, doesn't it? Comes from Vegeta, 13. Movie[the one with Tapion ... * melt there *]the good guy gets out of there as this funny demon, whose name I just forgot, the CC[as far as I mean Information is correct]broken down ... Same name, same mistake ...) almost seemed to boil over.In front of the dais he looked up again, that disgusting grin on the other's lips ... Yuck! (* puke * * gag *) Again Vegeta's KI increased, a strange crunch reached his ears. And then ... A sudden change of mind, all the hatred and anger