02-06-2016, 05:19 PM
Trunks awoke to his new reality—white stretching as far as the eye could see, from the sky to the floor, all the same shade of purity—and surveyed it with curiosity; other than a porcelain fountain spraying mists of water, the realm appeared completely blank. He imagined this is what the beginning of time must have looked like (an untarnished canvas, not yet tainted by the stroke of a painter's stroke).
Definitely not in Kansas anymore, Trunks, he said to himself as he arose from the ground, wiping what little dirt scuffed his trench-coat with a brush of his palm. His stomach still felt like churned potatoes, but it was a tolerable discomfort; and though his Ki felt unbalanced, his energy was left untampered.
“Let's see if my little gizmo works.” He reached across his belly and undid the belt buckle on his coat, retrieving a circular object from within an inside compartment. His thumb pressed the button on the side, and the dead screen came to life. Horizontal and vertical lines ran through the screen, illuminated in an emerald green. A yellow dot pulsed in the upper-right corner, near three o'clock, but Trunks was looking for a stable red dot.
“Crap.” He tucked the gadget back into its compartment, and redid his coat's belt. “And my Ki is all outta whack, so I can't sense anything.”
Definitely not in Kansas anymore, Trunks, he said to himself as he arose from the ground, wiping what little dirt scuffed his trench-coat with a brush of his palm. His stomach still felt like churned potatoes, but it was a tolerable discomfort; and though his Ki felt unbalanced, his energy was left untampered.
“Let's see if my little gizmo works.” He reached across his belly and undid the belt buckle on his coat, retrieving a circular object from within an inside compartment. His thumb pressed the button on the side, and the dead screen came to life. Horizontal and vertical lines ran through the screen, illuminated in an emerald green. A yellow dot pulsed in the upper-right corner, near three o'clock, but Trunks was looking for a stable red dot.
“Crap.” He tucked the gadget back into its compartment, and redid his coat's belt. “And my Ki is all outta whack, so I can't sense anything.”