Goku In The Tank Novels & Stories

Taking a step backwards, I move forward, kicking the door down. This room is a small room, heavily illuminated by fluorescent lights. There's a large tank that occupies the room. It's transparent, and there's a colourless liquid in it. Taking a step into the room, I notice that there's something big in the tank. "There's a body in it," Kota suddenly whispers, her brows creased. Quietly, I move closer to the storage tank, squinting at the body floating in the water with different tubes attached to the limbs. One glimpse at the facial features of the body strikes something within me. This face is painfully familiar.

They could not believe their eyes what was happening. Tank’s subordinates stood there, stunned as their boss took a beating. Finally, Tank’s swollen cheeks summoned them back to reality. “Stop, you fool!” “I’m going to kill you for hitting Mr. Gebach!” A few men pounced on Kaze to stop him. “Get lost!” Without looking back, Kaze swung a backhand slap. The individual charging in the front was flung back, crashing into the others in the back. All men were down. Now that Tank finally had a breather, he sprung several feet away, a safe distance from Kaze’s arm reach.

The water in the tank began to turn dark rapidly, as if a giant cloud of black ink had been released, obscuring everything. And then, something more terrifying happened! A large number of fish in the tank, not just the small ones, but also some big ones hiding in the darkness, started to try and leap out of the water! A huge swarm of fish of various sizes slammed against the tunnel glass wildly. The resounding thuds made the tunnel shake, as if it were about to shatter! Some of them leaped up to their head level, their mouths wide open as they slammed against the glass, as if trying to bite their heads off. Their red eyes were filled with hunger and ferocity!

– Kurayami said. Even, after slapping, Tsuki had to stay even, an hour, he stayed there for half an hour, until Kurayami felt satisfied, it was a circular and gelatinous tank. Underneath the tank, he could breathe, he could stick his face out of the tank, so he asked. - I can go out? – Tsuki questioned him. After evaluation, groping him looking at the computer graphics, the new god took him out of the tank. - He can. - Kurayami said, then taking it off and drying it.

If you're going to keep just throwing me back I'll make it impossible to be moved! Grotesque: Kehehehe..In..crease..... (With The whisper of its chilled hush voice in the air it rears back holding the tank by the cannon and proceeds to vibrate a black and white aura before throwing the tank at a speed unseen by all of the guards and even Sergeant Richards himself) Ca..att...ch! (As soon as the tank was released from its hands it accelerated at a speed blurring to the eye directly towards Dantzler following the tank in an attempt to drop kick him as the tank connected)

if I can recall his name is Seisaju he's one of the forth Strongest Kiyosaku. Seisaju : Well Shinjuku we're here. Shinjuku : Yessss Now let the games begin. S1 E10 "Life or Death"

The Admin was flaunting their power. It was set to the "Volcanic Citadel" theme. They stood on a platform of obsidian rock floating in a sea of active lava. Magma flowed down the walls of the chamber. The heat was simulated perfectly—oppressive, suffocating, dry. The lighting was a violent, angry red. Tank was already there, flexing his muscles in his Golden Paladin armor. The gold reflected the magma, making him look like a demon king. "Hey guys!" Tank boomed, his voice echoing in the cavern. "Ready to roast some bad guys? It's toasty in here! Also, guess what? My dad baked a cake today. A real chocolate cake! I haven't had chocolate in five years. I'm pumped!"

Her hand closed around a plastic tank, and she moved the weighted tank with quick steps. Standing in front of him, she flipped the lid and turned the contents into his suit in a flash. Norio’s head fell forward, his eyes wide. “What is that? Fuck!” He screamed. “What is that?” and the snooty sound of rodents reached my ears.

“My Mom is a fashion influencer—” “So, you’re the boy?” Kendrick gasps. “It was you… because of you…” I cut Bunny before he can probe further. I prefer him wandering in misconception. The truth can be lethal at the wrong time. I can’t take that risk. Yosef moves to the corner, yanks down the black tarp. Underneath: a massive tank, easily twelve feet across. Water sloshed inside, dark, murky, reeking of iron. Something moves beneath the surface.

he groans like he is in pain. “ You ready to do this or do you need a few more minutes?” Tank asks, laughing. As much as I want to kiss Lug some more I want to get this tattoo. I’ll play with Lug later. Lug stands up and looks at Tank. “ Let’s do this brother. I want my mark on her for the world to see.” Tanks laughs as he takes a seat in his rolling stool. “ I remember that feeling brother. There are few better feelings than seeing your mark on your woman.” Tanks says with a proud smile. He takes a paper off the counter and shows it to me.