GENESSIA CITY (a)
[ Stumbling his way down the streets is a small lavender-haired boy who looks like he's been a little roughed up in a fight or at the very least like he fell off a cliff. With scratches on his face and his clothes torn here and there, he rubs at his cheek with the back of his hand and squints some as he tries to make sense of his surroundings since coming out of that weird pod he woke up in. He... doesn't recognize any of this. ]
How'd I even get here? Where's Goten and Piccolo?
[ He comes to a stop at an intersection and stares rather blankly at the various streets and shops, all which look so unfamiliar to him. He can't sense Goten or Piccolo, not even Gohan and it has the small half-Saiyan wander his way across the street... totally ignoring the red light and the car coming for him that he just steps over the hood of like it's no big deal... making the driver have to swerve out of sheer WHAT IS A CHILD DOING IN THE MIDDLE OF THE ROAD AND ON MY CAR???
Trunks, unbothered by this, crosses to the other side of the street and holds at his stomach as he continues down the street; someone's feeling real hungry with that rumbling going on there. ]
I'm so hungry... I need food.
[ And so, when he's not wobbling his way down the streets, he'll make his way into whatever fast food joint, café, restaurant, WHATEVER and go up to the first table he sees with some food on it... and start eating it. Even if it's yours. Sorry, not gonna stop him from stuffing his face. ]
GENESSIA CITY (b)
[ It's a bird. It's a plane. No, it's a small boy flying through the sky over Genessia City. He seems to be looking for something or someone as he swoops down every now and then and flies right up to various people on the streets - maybe even you - looking close and hard at each and every face that he comes up to. ]
Nope. Don't know you. Or you. Or you.
[ He gives a sigh as he goes from person to person, seeming more and more disappointed with every one he flies right up to, totally ignoring any gawking or WATCH WHERE YOU'RE GOING from them.
Tapping down, he seems a bit defeated and frustrated before he just curls small hands into fists and shouts out to the sky. ]
What's going on?! I don't know anyone here!
[ You'll have to forgive the dramatics but he's a kid and has no idea what's going on. ]
[ Stumbling his way down the streets is a small lavender-haired boy who looks like he's been a little roughed up in a fight or at the very least like he fell off a cliff. With scratches on his face and his clothes torn here and there, he rubs at his cheek with the back of his hand and squints some as he tries to make sense of his surroundings since coming out of that weird pod he woke up in. He... doesn't recognize any of this. ]
How'd I even get here? Where's Goten and Piccolo?
[ He comes to a stop at an intersection and stares rather blankly at the various streets and shops, all which look so unfamiliar to him. He can't sense Goten or Piccolo, not even Gohan and it has the small half-Saiyan wander his way across the street... totally ignoring the red light and the car coming for him that he just steps over the hood of like it's no big deal... making the driver have to swerve out of sheer WHAT IS A CHILD DOING IN THE MIDDLE OF THE ROAD AND ON MY CAR???
Trunks, unbothered by this, crosses to the other side of the street and holds at his stomach as he continues down the street; someone's feeling real hungry with that rumbling going on there. ]
I'm so hungry... I need food.
[ And so, when he's not wobbling his way down the streets, he'll make his way into whatever fast food joint, café, restaurant, WHATEVER and go up to the first table he sees with some food on it... and start eating it. Even if it's yours. Sorry, not gonna stop him from stuffing his face. ]
GENESSIA CITY (b)
[ It's a bird. It's a plane. No, it's a small boy flying through the sky over Genessia City. He seems to be looking for something or someone as he swoops down every now and then and flies right up to various people on the streets - maybe even you - looking close and hard at each and every face that he comes up to. ]
Nope. Don't know you. Or you. Or you.
[ He gives a sigh as he goes from person to person, seeming more and more disappointed with every one he flies right up to, totally ignoring any gawking or WATCH WHERE YOU'RE GOING from them.
Tapping down, he seems a bit defeated and frustrated before he just curls small hands into fists and shouts out to the sky. ]
What's going on?! I don't know anyone here!
[ You'll have to forgive the dramatics but he's a kid and has no idea what's going on. ]
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