Post by Geurin on Feb 25, 2013 0:24:07 GMT -5
Try as he might, the saiyan's energy was truly gone. He had left the planet likely on one of the stray ships. Having killed most of the patrons in Saru, it was not difficult to find a ship without an owner and re purpose it for their own needs.
"Son of a BITCH"
He yelled, his voice strong enough to blow the nearby rubble away from him. With the four year old strapped to his waist he could not afford to hang around any longer. His plan had to go into effect, if it didn't then all of this genocide would be for nothing. The saiyan army had to learn who was responsible.
Dropping to the ground Geurin found a spacepod buried in the rubble, it was still functional and would work perfectly for the toddler. Setting the boy down inside of the padded pod, he put his hand on the childs head. He was badly injured, but alive and that was all he needed.
"World Trade Organization"
He said, repeating it several times for the young boy. His manipulation tricks pouring Ki into the childs mind. He was essentially trying to rewrite the events of the day. He would replace all of Zach and Geurin with Icers, both wearing the armor of the WTO. He would replace knowledge of old greeny with knowledge of just another old saiyan. But most of all, he would replace the image of Geurin blowing up the planet, with one of an Icer doing the very same.
His plan was to send mixed signals to the Saiyan Empire. Surely the GSF was a clear first target, but their absolute hatred for the WTO would likely overshadow their logical reasoning. If they could be convinced that there were other WTO members out there, and that they had demolished their planet, then GSF would be in the clear, and the genocide of the WTO and the SSE would come full circle.
Sending the Pod on its way, locked into the fleets current location, Geurin immediately jetted through the skies. Various Space pods were lifting off, taking survivors away from the burning planet. Geurin flew quickly, catching one of the pods as if he were playing baseball with a large boulder. Forcefully opening the pod revealing a terrified woman and child within. No remorse of course for this race, and especially not for the few witnessing Survivors. Two eye lasers made quick work of them, and Geurin set the Pod for Earth.
He had to leave immediately as the planet would blow any minute. If he wanted to survive, he couldn't waste anymore time.
"Son of a BITCH"
He yelled, his voice strong enough to blow the nearby rubble away from him. With the four year old strapped to his waist he could not afford to hang around any longer. His plan had to go into effect, if it didn't then all of this genocide would be for nothing. The saiyan army had to learn who was responsible.
Dropping to the ground Geurin found a spacepod buried in the rubble, it was still functional and would work perfectly for the toddler. Setting the boy down inside of the padded pod, he put his hand on the childs head. He was badly injured, but alive and that was all he needed.
"World Trade Organization"
He said, repeating it several times for the young boy. His manipulation tricks pouring Ki into the childs mind. He was essentially trying to rewrite the events of the day. He would replace all of Zach and Geurin with Icers, both wearing the armor of the WTO. He would replace knowledge of old greeny with knowledge of just another old saiyan. But most of all, he would replace the image of Geurin blowing up the planet, with one of an Icer doing the very same.
His plan was to send mixed signals to the Saiyan Empire. Surely the GSF was a clear first target, but their absolute hatred for the WTO would likely overshadow their logical reasoning. If they could be convinced that there were other WTO members out there, and that they had demolished their planet, then GSF would be in the clear, and the genocide of the WTO and the SSE would come full circle.
Sending the Pod on its way, locked into the fleets current location, Geurin immediately jetted through the skies. Various Space pods were lifting off, taking survivors away from the burning planet. Geurin flew quickly, catching one of the pods as if he were playing baseball with a large boulder. Forcefully opening the pod revealing a terrified woman and child within. No remorse of course for this race, and especially not for the few witnessing Survivors. Two eye lasers made quick work of them, and Geurin set the Pod for Earth.
He had to leave immediately as the planet would blow any minute. If he wanted to survive, he couldn't waste anymore time.
Jorlaxl, master of crane.