{Awesome-Sause} S P A C E !

[Prince Zezon]

Sleepy gas was good gas when you were traveling so long throughout the boring nothingness of space. It kept those idle Saiyan hands from working the devil's workshop and kept those wandering Saiyan minds from devising an idea that sounded good to the bored mind, but when executed, messed up their transportation device and sent them spiraling to an inevitable doom.

Too bad Zezon's quit working about three hours ago, eh?

[Prince Zezon]

"Sonuva..." Mindless ramblings on of words best left unsaid flowed steadily from the little Saiyan halfbreed's lips as he fiddled with wires, butt and feetsies in the air wilst his head and shoulders were hiddin in a "hole" where he'd removed the footboard just benieth the controls.

Now he was NOT some kind of Tuffle, by any means. But you had to be a least a LITTLE savvy with these blasted things if you hopped in and trusted your life in one...unless you were just straight up retarded. Which Zezon was totally not. But oh! Look there! He found a broken wire!

"Hmm..." Those blue eyes were a bit wide as he took the two wires in his hands, figuring it was perfectly a good idea to put the two together. I mean, it was one big, red wire, snapped in half. So it was really SUPPOSED to go together, right?

BZZZZZZZTTT!!!

[Prince Zezon]

Okay...that was...not smart.

Being an energy user to the degree that he is, being shocked half silly by the electrical wire didn't...particularly...hurt...so much as it just scared the hooligans out of him. I mean, seriously. This was supposed to FIX the problem, right? Not electrocute him and the rest of the ship. Electrical pops and zappings echoed all over that tiny thing, and mini "lightning bolts" flashed around it's exterior for what seemed like minutes. But then, of course it would seem that long to someone who was getting fried.

Stillness came...finally...the smoke and little flashes of light settling and ceasing to reveal one barbecued looking Saiyan. His armor, so shiny and white a few moments ago, was splotched with the sooty smoke as was his face and...well...every other part of him. And his hair was frazzled...to say the least, a tiny, solitary little flame lingering on the highest few hairs. And, for a moment, Zezon just sat there shocked...no pun intended. But at last, let out an aggravated, dry humored sigh as his face slipped into that famous (-_-) looking scowl, vein pounding on his fore-head. "Well that was just wonderful..."

Then the lights went out, as did the screen on the dash, and the glow beneath the buttons on the control board.

[Prince Zezon]

The ship wasn't responding to anything, try as he might. Those little fingers were going at that keyboard like he was some super genius, brow twitching ever so slightly. He didn't even take the time to curse whomever ruled his fate this time, trying desperately to get that stupid computer back online again.

But of course, no such luck.

The ship suddenly gave a violent lurch, causing Zezon to reflexivly grab onto the side of the "dash" board with eyes a little widened. "Sh*t!" He yelped, getting a little freaked at this point. He glanced up to see if anything was ahead that he might be able to do a little manual stearing to land on, and...found the explanation to that jerking. There was some huge planet right there, big and blue and....blue and...some green. Holy heck...if that was all water...this was going to suck...putting things mildly. And his ship had already gotten caught in it's gravity.

"Warning! Warning!" The computer suddenly began to drone, recieving quite the glare from a certain little prince. Oh, so it could talk doomsday, but it couldn't power his controls? Yeah, that was his luck for you, right there.

The ship gave another lurch, followed by another, and another, until it was a constant rumbling like riding over huge mountain rocks in a big car without any shocks. And then came the horrid spinning....

So there you have it, folks, a Saiyan space pod spiraling toward Namek complete with a screaming Zezon inside.