Mysterious Arrival [Open] Dec 12, 2018 18:54:44 GMT -6
Post by Faasta on Dec 12, 2018 18:54:44 GMT -6
| Mysterious Arrival |
|Faasta’s PL: 4,000|
|PL MULTIPLIERS: None|
The clear blue skies of Earth were as calm as ever, until a strange object pierced the sea of clouds...
A lonesome attack pod blitzed through the atmosphere and descended toward the blue planet, sirens flashing and howling as it plummeted. The Nitran inside opened his eyes, smirking at the realization that he'd soon land and be reunited with his fellow soldiers. His work on Namek had finally been completed, with most of the remaining Saiyans having either fled, or died at this hand. Calmly, Faasta tapped a button on his pod's communication devices, attempting to contact a certain Arcosian.
''Lord Chill, do you copy? This is Faasta. I'll be landing near our Northern camp ssshortly...-'' He spoke, yet no response came from the other side. ''...Lord Chill?'' And yet again, the Nitran was met with silence. Strange...What could the Director be busy with, currently? Usually, Faasta wouldn't care much, but something about this didn't seem to bode well...Earth was hostile territory, after all.
[Warning. Systems detect various sources of energy output near target location. Danger level: Critical.] A robotic voice within Faasta's pod spoke. The Nitran's eyes shot open, shocked. Near the Northern Camp? Were they being attacked...!? ''Tssch...!'' Faasta hissed toward himself, sweat forming on his dome. That would explain the Director's silence; he was neck-deep in battle!
Frustration grew within the Assault Trooper. He had to assist his fellow soldiers, yet landing in the midst of battle would do more harm than good, and likely get him killed before he could touch down on the soil. With his attack pod still descending at a breakneck speed, Faasta's fingers flew over the control panel, ordering the AI to find the nearest suitable location for an emergency landing.
[New location acquired. Brace for emergency impact landing in 10... 9... 8-]
Faasta fell back into his seat and let out a loud breath, yet it was far from over. These hasty landings tended to get rough...! His arms dug into the armrests of his set, and every muscle in his body clenched as he braced for impact. [3... 2... 1.]
Snow and dirt flew high into the cold air as Faasta's attack pod crashed into the soil. The reinforced spacecraft sizzled with leftover heat as it sat within a large, smoldering crater. Steam blew from the hinges as the door swung open, with Faasta soon emerging from inside. ''I ssswear if I had a Zeni for every crappy landing I've been in...'' The Nitran muttered to himself, gripping his head tightly as it throbbed with pain. Breathing in, Faasta looked up at the clear blue skies of Earth. It was cold, and silent.
''Whooaahh, check it out! It's a pod! FROM SPACE! H-Hazel, Orchy, check it out!'' A sudden voice called out from behind Faasta. The Nitran hummed, and turned to see a small Earthling boy gaze down at him and his pod, eyes wide with glee and curiosity. '"Whoah!'' ''Cool!'' ...And now there were two more. Great.
Yet right as the Nitran was about to tell them off, a sinking fear began to settle in the first boy's eyes. ''Wa-...Wait guys, that armor. A-and that logo...Mommy told me s-something about that logo...It's the Fleet! THE FLEET IS HERE!'' The boy suddenly began to shout at the top of his lungs, hurriedly turning before breaking out into a run! ''R-RUN GUYS! THEY'RE HERE!!'' ''MOOOM!!''
Realizing he'd ruin the entire operation if these punks escaped, Faasta flew into the air and looked down at the children, who were a good distance away from a small village in the distance. Without remorse, Faasta aimed an open palm at the trio and shot out a sizzling orb of red Ki. It impacted into the snow near them and expanded into a loud and destructive explosion which echoed for miles. A crater was all that was left- not a sign of the children. Not even a shred of clothing.
''Ssstupid Earthlings...'' Faasta spat coldly, quickly lowering himself to the ground once more. Being forced to take out those children sure caused the ruckus- there wasn't a doubt in his mind that those villagers would come to investigate soon. The Nitran hissed, turning his back to the settlement and darting into snowy landscape behind him, commanding his pod to autopilot to a safe location.
He had to find a way to the WTF's Northern Camp, and fast! Before he was spotted!