Chapter 1:
Trowa's Dead Introduction
Trowa was sweating a lot, bits and chunks of flesh was falling off of him, as he stood there glaring at the man in the white coat. 'Never trust them.' He though as an electric stick poked him in the side.
"Speak now you inconceptible human." The white coat said harshly. Trowa walked slowly on the stage.
"Hello ladies and gentlemen, Boys and girls. I am back! After they filled me with some odd liquid that makes my stomich turn and having this fluid making my skin falling off. This perservation fluid reall burns. Welp I am back!" Trowa's eyes went wide and started hacking away and sweating some more. "Well let's just say I didn't get much rest for they put needles in my brain to keep my concious! So you know I am allright."
Trowa ran into his gundam and flew into space. "Now I am in space! You're entertained, admit it!" He pressed some controls and broadcast this whole thing everywhere. Surely the aliens will pick it up sooner or later. "That's right, my whole purpose it to entertain you! Aren't you smiling now?"
Trowa went back to earth and made his camara's show him on the grassy field doing a little dance. "My happy dance." He stopped dancing and looked at the men in the white coats. "I can't do this." He said exsusted. "Please let me stop. I am very tired and look!" Trowa pointed to the skin particals on the ground. "My skin is falling off from this fluid! When can I go to sleep? Fall to sleep and let death take over me?" Trowa looked pleading over at the white coats.
One of the white coats looked at Trowa and shooked his head, indicating a no. "Sorry sir, cannot do that."
"WHAT!" Trowa exclaimed. "I've been do good! I've done my part of the job - just step on me or something."
The white coat moved up to Trowa and whispered something into his ear. "WHAT! No!.." Saw the whole personal looking at him and Trowa sighed. "Fine.." He agreed and kicked the ground and walked off. "Another mission." Flies buzzed around him as he walked away.
Trowa's Dead Introduction
Trowa was sweating a lot, bits and chunks of flesh was falling off of him, as he stood there glaring at the man in the white coat. 'Never trust them.' He though as an electric stick poked him in the side.
"Speak now you inconceptible human." The white coat said harshly. Trowa walked slowly on the stage.
"Hello ladies and gentlemen, Boys and girls. I am back! After they filled me with some odd liquid that makes my stomich turn and having this fluid making my skin falling off. This perservation fluid reall burns. Welp I am back!" Trowa's eyes went wide and started hacking away and sweating some more. "Well let's just say I didn't get much rest for they put needles in my brain to keep my concious! So you know I am allright."
Trowa ran into his gundam and flew into space. "Now I am in space! You're entertained, admit it!" He pressed some controls and broadcast this whole thing everywhere. Surely the aliens will pick it up sooner or later. "That's right, my whole purpose it to entertain you! Aren't you smiling now?"
Trowa went back to earth and made his camara's show him on the grassy field doing a little dance. "My happy dance." He stopped dancing and looked at the men in the white coats. "I can't do this." He said exsusted. "Please let me stop. I am very tired and look!" Trowa pointed to the skin particals on the ground. "My skin is falling off from this fluid! When can I go to sleep? Fall to sleep and let death take over me?" Trowa looked pleading over at the white coats.
One of the white coats looked at Trowa and shooked his head, indicating a no. "Sorry sir, cannot do that."
"WHAT!" Trowa exclaimed. "I've been do good! I've done my part of the job - just step on me or something."
The white coat moved up to Trowa and whispered something into his ear. "WHAT! No!.." Saw the whole personal looking at him and Trowa sighed. "Fine.." He agreed and kicked the ground and walked off. "Another mission." Flies buzzed around him as he walked away.