Post by Nasch on Dec 20, 2018 12:01:25 GMT -5
Laying stable in a secure pod meant for space travel was one thing, but laying in said pod for many days on end with almost zero outside contact and a continuous stream of cold silence was sort of maddening to the ears. Whether or not you enjoyed that sort of thing was another situation altogether. Nasch could stand solitude initially but sometimes it was easier to be alone in a crowd than be alone in space. Usually, that was the case. As Nasch laid still orbiting what he can only assume was Earth, the growing metropolis planet of endless technology and resources, a signal hit his radar. It wasn't exactly what he was awaiting to ping, but it was something. As the pod veered closer to the orbit of the planet, the ping was more of a signal; he was receiving a message from the interior of Earth. The message was scrambled through the static but from what Nasch could hear, it sounded something like:
"If anyone is out there, I need your help. The people in the city won't believe me, but I think there's a witch in the woods! I know people travel to Earth a lot so if anyone is out there, please help me."
The transmission was simplistic for the most part, though they left no address to whom was asking for help and how they should get more details. Nasch wasn't very much the planning type anyways, so he took the opportunity to dodge out this cramped vessel and soar down to Earth instead. It was about a two hour trip from cruising to high-speed down to the Earth's surface. Landing was a bit rough, though. When Nasch exited the vessel he saw that he'd left quite a skid in an outlying farmland a few miles away from Satan City, near where the signal was coming from. Nasch committed the direction to memory and set off that way, leaving his vessel in the farmland, hoping whatever farmers or agriculturalists were there weren't going to mess with it anyway.
Another couple of hours and for once in almost a week, people were in sight. Not necessarily Saiyans, though. Instead it was some kind of visual cacophony of races, as if someone had taken one of every person from every place in the universe and put them in the same spot and said, 'have at it.' Nasch was perhaps, bewildered, is the best term. He was not used to having a highly mixed racial planet surface, but it was actually a somewhat pleasing sight to see so many different cultures intermingle peacefully. A change from the things he'd seen, anyway. Travelling closer to the signal, he came to the outskirts of the town where it seemed to lead towards a large forest just a mile off. He saw no signs of people at the moment, landing and taking a brief observation in any given direction for people. Or for witches. Definitely witches to look out for as well.
Word Count: 501 | tomomi
"If anyone is out there, I need your help. The people in the city won't believe me, but I think there's a witch in the woods! I know people travel to Earth a lot so if anyone is out there, please help me."
The transmission was simplistic for the most part, though they left no address to whom was asking for help and how they should get more details. Nasch wasn't very much the planning type anyways, so he took the opportunity to dodge out this cramped vessel and soar down to Earth instead. It was about a two hour trip from cruising to high-speed down to the Earth's surface. Landing was a bit rough, though. When Nasch exited the vessel he saw that he'd left quite a skid in an outlying farmland a few miles away from Satan City, near where the signal was coming from. Nasch committed the direction to memory and set off that way, leaving his vessel in the farmland, hoping whatever farmers or agriculturalists were there weren't going to mess with it anyway.
Another couple of hours and for once in almost a week, people were in sight. Not necessarily Saiyans, though. Instead it was some kind of visual cacophony of races, as if someone had taken one of every person from every place in the universe and put them in the same spot and said, 'have at it.' Nasch was perhaps, bewildered, is the best term. He was not used to having a highly mixed racial planet surface, but it was actually a somewhat pleasing sight to see so many different cultures intermingle peacefully. A change from the things he'd seen, anyway. Travelling closer to the signal, he came to the outskirts of the town where it seemed to lead towards a large forest just a mile off. He saw no signs of people at the moment, landing and taking a brief observation in any given direction for people. Or for witches. Definitely witches to look out for as well.
Word Count: 501 | tomomi