Post by Naroka on Oct 22, 2014 0:04:59 GMT
Before the large waterfall, a green skinned male sat cross legged, his eyes shut. The man's arms resting against his legs and his spirit undertaking a state of meditation. Body still and looking almost statue like.
His body in a slight rest and going still, though retaining his balance in the air. Filling his large ears were the roars of the waterfall before him. Instead of his body being in use, the only parts of him were his thumbs and index fingers pressed together. Brows furrowed and all. His mind in a state of utter relaxation, his spirit being cleansed of any stress put on by his delivery job and possibly past fights or sparring matches. From the start of his meditation, his expression was transitioning from an annoyed, frustrated scowl into something more relaxed and mellowed from the time of being by himself.
Simply thinking appeared to relieve the Namekian. Demonstration present from the male opening his shielded eyes slowly and rising from his seated position. Now at his full height, the male pressed his palms against his neck and chin, cracking his bone and then knuckles to loosen himself up. His antenna wiggling some before the Namek moved himself toward the plan of nature below him. The small clearing being free of trees and all, just grass and flowers with the lovely sight of a waterfall in which he came from.
The reason on which Ukare's antenna wiggled and his body took stance was for him to issue a technique of his. As if his figure was shaking, three shades of himself separated from his original state. The transparency of his clones decreasing to where the opacity was at a full 100%. His body being mirrored times three, the Namekian standing full, arms crossed over one another. The three Namekian shades before him walking in front of him and mimicking him exactly.
Exchanging looks with..well, himself, Ukare glared at his three clones. Taking his fighters pose, legs spread and arms out, hands spread with his fingers curled in a claw style. His entire plan was to fight himself until his energy was worn out. The Namek nodding at himself three times before ensuing in his self training.
The four Namekians rushing at one another mercilessly, the original power projected from his original form. His hands slicing at his form quickly and fearlessly, the original form slicing at his tri-form. Though his attacks being stopped by two of his projections. One clone smashing his stomach savagely, the second hooking his right side and leaving Ukare staggered. His final shade finishing him with a hard double fist onto his spine, forcing him to literally eat dirt.
Taking a moment, the original Namek wasn't giving himself time to recover; The three clones performing a team attack. One rushing to grab the original by the shin and toss him powerfully. The second catching himself, literally, and pummeling the original Namekian multiple times before throwing him once again. The last finish being the final clone headbutting himself back into the earth.
Ukare needed to up his anti against himself. Standing up quickly, the Namek would somersault backwards as two of his clones would rush a sucker punch, ultimately avoiding himself. The swollen original uppercutting his shades simultaneously. The two, staggering backwards. It appeared that, not only did they're hits hurt physically but they too could be harmed as well. The two definitely had less stamina than their creator, as the clones were stunned extensively. Taking chance, the Namekian rushed his shades fiercer than he intended originally. His claws slamming against his shades savagely before smashing his clones shins to cripple them into falling onto a knee. Now that his two clones were fallen, he could use one of them as a weapon. The third refusing to let up either.
With the fallen shade grasped like a bat or sword, Ukare began swinging effortlessly at his other shades. The stunned weapon-of-a-clone too fatigued to break. His husk of a shadow being slammed into the other two clones easily and ultimately forcing one of his shades to shatter and dissolve. Unfortunately, the third shadr was much too full on stamina to be defeated by a weaponary strategy. Noted, the male would power bomb the weaponized shade into the floor to dissolve it quickly. Leaving the last shade to fight one on one.
Leaving the original and final shade to brawl, Ukare rushed for the finishing blows. The true Namekian hooking his shadow mercilessly in it's sides before jabbing it's stomach successfully. Now staggering like those before it, Ukare mimicked the combo used by the initial trio as a solo rush combo. Repeating himself, he hooked it's sides multiple times before electricity adorned his fist and rushing it into it's center. The final blow being his double fist down onto it's spine, busting it with ease. Like that, the last shadow turned to nothing with the attack.
Leaving Ukare fatigued and unable to really extort himself further. He'd rise and huff ruggedly, panting and tired. He'd return to the waterfall from which he was once before. This time moving himself under the falls and allowing himself to be rushed by the cleansing stream of water.
His body in a slight rest and going still, though retaining his balance in the air. Filling his large ears were the roars of the waterfall before him. Instead of his body being in use, the only parts of him were his thumbs and index fingers pressed together. Brows furrowed and all. His mind in a state of utter relaxation, his spirit being cleansed of any stress put on by his delivery job and possibly past fights or sparring matches. From the start of his meditation, his expression was transitioning from an annoyed, frustrated scowl into something more relaxed and mellowed from the time of being by himself.
Simply thinking appeared to relieve the Namekian. Demonstration present from the male opening his shielded eyes slowly and rising from his seated position. Now at his full height, the male pressed his palms against his neck and chin, cracking his bone and then knuckles to loosen himself up. His antenna wiggling some before the Namek moved himself toward the plan of nature below him. The small clearing being free of trees and all, just grass and flowers with the lovely sight of a waterfall in which he came from.
The reason on which Ukare's antenna wiggled and his body took stance was for him to issue a technique of his. As if his figure was shaking, three shades of himself separated from his original state. The transparency of his clones decreasing to where the opacity was at a full 100%. His body being mirrored times three, the Namekian standing full, arms crossed over one another. The three Namekian shades before him walking in front of him and mimicking him exactly.
Exchanging looks with..well, himself, Ukare glared at his three clones. Taking his fighters pose, legs spread and arms out, hands spread with his fingers curled in a claw style. His entire plan was to fight himself until his energy was worn out. The Namek nodding at himself three times before ensuing in his self training.
The four Namekians rushing at one another mercilessly, the original power projected from his original form. His hands slicing at his form quickly and fearlessly, the original form slicing at his tri-form. Though his attacks being stopped by two of his projections. One clone smashing his stomach savagely, the second hooking his right side and leaving Ukare staggered. His final shade finishing him with a hard double fist onto his spine, forcing him to literally eat dirt.
Taking a moment, the original Namek wasn't giving himself time to recover; The three clones performing a team attack. One rushing to grab the original by the shin and toss him powerfully. The second catching himself, literally, and pummeling the original Namekian multiple times before throwing him once again. The last finish being the final clone headbutting himself back into the earth.
Ukare needed to up his anti against himself. Standing up quickly, the Namek would somersault backwards as two of his clones would rush a sucker punch, ultimately avoiding himself. The swollen original uppercutting his shades simultaneously. The two, staggering backwards. It appeared that, not only did they're hits hurt physically but they too could be harmed as well. The two definitely had less stamina than their creator, as the clones were stunned extensively. Taking chance, the Namekian rushed his shades fiercer than he intended originally. His claws slamming against his shades savagely before smashing his clones shins to cripple them into falling onto a knee. Now that his two clones were fallen, he could use one of them as a weapon. The third refusing to let up either.
With the fallen shade grasped like a bat or sword, Ukare began swinging effortlessly at his other shades. The stunned weapon-of-a-clone too fatigued to break. His husk of a shadow being slammed into the other two clones easily and ultimately forcing one of his shades to shatter and dissolve. Unfortunately, the third shadr was much too full on stamina to be defeated by a weaponary strategy. Noted, the male would power bomb the weaponized shade into the floor to dissolve it quickly. Leaving the last shade to fight one on one.
Leaving the original and final shade to brawl, Ukare rushed for the finishing blows. The true Namekian hooking his shadow mercilessly in it's sides before jabbing it's stomach successfully. Now staggering like those before it, Ukare mimicked the combo used by the initial trio as a solo rush combo. Repeating himself, he hooked it's sides multiple times before electricity adorned his fist and rushing it into it's center. The final blow being his double fist down onto it's spine, busting it with ease. Like that, the last shadow turned to nothing with the attack.
Leaving Ukare fatigued and unable to really extort himself further. He'd rise and huff ruggedly, panting and tired. He'd return to the waterfall from which he was once before. This time moving himself under the falls and allowing himself to be rushed by the cleansing stream of water.