TearsoftheWorld
Radical Dreamer
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It has been 15 years since the Androids, created by Dr. Gero, have been released from their pods. After disposing of their creator, the duo took on Vegeta, Piccolo, Trunks, and even Krillin, but spared their lives. Taking off, they had decided to follow through with Dr. Gero's plan to assassinate Goku. Things, however, did not go as planned, and instead 17 and 18 decided to turn the world into their own amusement park. As it stands they have yet to be defeated.
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"Hmmm." 18 said as she held up a shirt against her body, standing in front of the store mirror.
"What do you think?" she asked the nervous manager, sweat pouring down his face as he stood cautiously near her. Her cold stare frightened the poor bastard, but he mumbled out an answer.
"Uhhhhhhyyyyyes. It looks good on you." He said. 18 turned back the mirror, and smiled.
"I like it." she said, then turned her head in the man's direction.
"Yo...yo... you can have it." he said, taking a gulp.
"Thank you." she said in her cold icy tone. She walked into the dressing room, took off her old black t-shirt and threw on the long sleeved white shirt. She grabbed a black micro-fleece vest from the racks too and tossed that on. She walked back out with a smile on her face. She walked past the store clerk and towards the doors. The alarms went off, but she paid no attention. The sunlight outside brightened her already golden hair, and her eyes glanced around the city.
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"Hmmm." 18 said as she held up a shirt against her body, standing in front of the store mirror.
"What do you think?" she asked the nervous manager, sweat pouring down his face as he stood cautiously near her. Her cold stare frightened the poor bastard, but he mumbled out an answer.
"Uhhhhhhyyyyyes. It looks good on you." He said. 18 turned back the mirror, and smiled.
"I like it." she said, then turned her head in the man's direction.
"Yo...yo... you can have it." he said, taking a gulp.
"Thank you." she said in her cold icy tone. She walked into the dressing room, took off her old black t-shirt and threw on the long sleeved white shirt. She grabbed a black micro-fleece vest from the racks too and tossed that on. She walked back out with a smile on her face. She walked past the store clerk and towards the doors. The alarms went off, but she paid no attention. The sunlight outside brightened her already golden hair, and her eyes glanced around the city.