Yuken
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PL: 14883 Oozaru (x10): 148830 Items:One-Use SpacePod, Medium Weights (7442 | 74,420); Zeni:84
Tag: @yuken
OOC Name: Half-Human
Posts: 87
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Post by Yuken on Oct 22, 2014 5:30:44 GMT
Not having believed training weights could truly make that much of a difference, Yuken decided to skip a lighter set and jumped straight to medium weights. This of course resulted in the boy's face meeting with the ground, as soon as he put on his newly-outfitted gi, and the realization that he would probably have to break in his newest training assets.
Traveling to the city center, Yuken happened upon an up and coming training arena that seemed to have been built very recently. Entering the new building, the boy felt himself relax as cool air greeted his body and an atmosphere of battle surrounded him. Walking further into the complex, Yuken passed by a small sitting area and the doors to the changing rooms and soon found himself behind a clear plastic railing.
Behind said railing was a thirty foot drop which ended in a wooden gym floor the size of three football fields. All across the gigantic training area was wrestling mats, basketball hoops, track lines and even a few benches for weightlifting. The vast space was lit by a series of tall windows to Yuken's right, allowing one to easily see the vast array of fighters, human, alien and in-between, train and spar to their heart's content.
Not bothering to so much as register with the gym or check any rules, a smile crept onto the boy's face as he jumped over the rail and landed on the durable floor below in less time that he was used to. Ignoring his increased weight once more, the miniature warrior strode forward and began the search for a suitable training partner.
That was, of course, when he bumped shoulders with an orange-haired brute of a man.
When the boy didn't so much as glance back, it only served to further anger the titan.
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Yuken
Archived
PL: 14883 Oozaru (x10): 148830 Items:One-Use SpacePod, Medium Weights (7442 | 74,420); Zeni:84
Tag: @yuken
OOC Name: Half-Human
Posts: 87
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Post by Yuken on Oct 24, 2014 6:22:08 GMT
Growling, the muscle-head turned on the spot and yelled, "Hey kid, watch where you're going!" Yuken, however, simply ignored him and went on his way, barely even registering the man's shouts. Growling even louder this time, the human walked over to the child and grabbed hold of his shoulder, attempting to turn the boy around with a quick pull. To the brute's surprise, however, he was quickly lifted off his feet by the hand, and thrown back in the direction he had come.
Landing hard on the floor, the giant rubbed his head and looked up at the child who stared down at him with a threatening glare before walking away again. Having watched the small exchange, a Namekian walked over to the man and helped him up by the arm, stating as he did so, "I think you should let this fight go. It doesn't look like one you can win."
"Like hell I can't!" The human yelled in return, ripping his arm away from the Namekian and running after the boy who was approaching one of the sparring mats. Too focused on seeing which of the two current patrons was a worthy opponent, Yuken never saw the punch coming and took a hard right to the back of the head. Staggering forward, the child knocked one of the fighters off his feet and out the ring and surprised the other. Grunting in anger, the boy turned around to face his attacker only to be shoved forwards by the still standing sparring partner, the other now getting to his feet and not looking at all happy.
"Alright, this ends now!" Yuken declared and flared his aura as high as it would go in his tired state, the sudden force sending both sparring partners flying away with one of the fighters crashing into two female aliens who happened to be lifting weights at that time. Holding back a curse and cradling the back of his head, the fighter stood up and came face-to-face with none too happy blue beauty and her light green friend. Smiling sheepishly, the man was unprepared for the several thousand kilogram weight that was lobbed at his face and quickly put him out of commission.
The barbel didn't stop there, however, as the force of the throw made the pole and two weights continue their flight directly towards Yuken. Having just simmered down and calm enough to think clearly, the previously mentioned boy faced down his human opponent ,as the hulk of a man in a green leotard cracked his knuckles, when a sixth sense of sorts alerted him to an attack coming up from behind.
Taking the warning to heart, the boy ducked as quickly as he could and watched as the barbel sailed overhead and hit his adversary square in the face. Knocked out cold by the exercising equipment the man flew backwards a few feet and landed in-between the nearest pair of sparring partners. Seeing that the man before them was out cold the two fighters, an alien, red-skinned male and a human female, turned their heads towards the direction the man had come from and found Yuken standing in the epicenter of a huge mess of exercise equipment and unconscious bodies.
Not taking kindly to people breaking the rules, the pair growled and approached the boy who, instead of simply explaining himself, cracked his neck in preparation.
To their credit, the gym's floor staff did try their best to stop everything from getting out of hand, but there were just too many people and the domino effect of accident after accident spread throughout the floor. In a matter of moments, the world's greatest training spot had become the world's largest brawl.
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Yuken
Archived
PL: 14883 Oozaru (x10): 148830 Items:One-Use SpacePod, Medium Weights (7442 | 74,420); Zeni:84
Tag: @yuken
OOC Name: Half-Human
Posts: 87
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Post by Yuken on Oct 25, 2014 4:01:44 GMT
The entire gym floor suddenly became a mass of angry shouting and deadly attacks as punches and kicks that could shatter concrete were thrown left, right and center. The gym's staff all poured into the newly formed arena, attempting to quell the masses best they could, but soon even the calmer workers found themselves frustrated and were soon swept up in the spirit of battle and joined the fray as the lower powered athletes made a B-line for the exit.
Nimbly dodging a lightning-quick left hook, Yuken returned the blow with a kick to the dragon-humanoid's stomach, the boy performing a backflip as he watched his opponent clutch his stomach in pain. Noticing a red, thin leg nearing his chest, Yuken put up a double-forearm block best he could but failed to ground himself before the attack struck and was launched halfway across the room as a result. Having his landing cushioned by a mountain of muscle, the man now unconscious as a result of the collision, the demi-Saiyan hopped back onto his feet and rubbed his forearms as he stared down his next adversary.
The red-skinned female had long, black hair and a lean physique. Smiling as she held up her arms and performed some deadly kicks in the air, Yuken gathered that this particular horned opponent was well trained in kickboxing but did not return the smile when he entered his own fighting pose. The two fighters yelled their battle cries as they jumped forward and collided in the air, each of the opponents unleashing a barrage of deadly kicks and punches.
Due to his shorter height and lower speed, Yuken quickly found himself on the losing side of the exchange and was soon covered in light bruises from head to toe. Barely able to see the female demon at this point and merely lashing out, the warrior switched up his tactics and pulled his upper body back hastily, the woman's next punch missing as a result.
Seizing the opportunity, Yuken lifted his left knee with as much force as he could must and struck the red humanoid in the chest. With his opponent winded the boy took hold of her arm and spun around thrice at top speed before throwing her down as hard as he could, the floor surprisingly harder than the demon who was, as a result, now out of commission.
Attempting to catch a breather, Yuken wiped some sweat off of his brow and was quickly caught off-guard by a green ball of ki. Barely having had enough time to cross his arms and form a shabby guard, the boy cursed as he lowered his singed arms and the smoke cleared, revealing his assailant to be a monstrously tall lizard-like creature in black sweatpants. It was when Yuken was feeling out this stranger's ki, however, that a smile appeared on his face.
"This should be interesting..." The small warriror declared and powered up best he could while entering a fighting stance, midair, and his opponent did the same. Both boy and monster grinned wildly as they sprang forward and charged powerful balls of energy at their sides, the duelists thrusting both of their attacks forward when they were barely a few feet from each other. The resulting explosion shook the entire building and all the other fighters, that were conscious at least, closed their eyes tightly from the stinging brightness.
The rest of Yuken's fights became a blur as he was tossed from one opponent to the next, either barely standing or on an adrenaline high from a surprise victory. Either way, all the boy knew was that he had had a lot of good fights in under an hour that seemed to only get better and more intense as he went from one fighter to the next.
Waking up on top of a pile of unconscious bodies, although clearly not the largest pile, the battered, bruised, cut and bloddied boy stirred slightly before sitting up slowly and yelping in pain as a result. Choosing to clutch his aching right shoulder, Yuken struggled in vain to remember who had been the one to knock him out before giving up and looking around the gigantic room.
The gym floor was now covered in the previously mentioned piles of bodies and a small number of warriors were up and shambling about, attempting to gain some sort of bearing only to fall down in pained yells moments later. This was all seen through a dark orange light from the giant windows, which were surprisingly undamaged, informing the boy that it was now dusk and he had been unconscious for some time.
Resting a few moments longer to gather some strength, Yuken slid down his pile of defeated opponents and began a limp-filled walk towards the nearest ladder out of the arena, the child smiling as he did so. After all, these weights didn't feel like such a burden anymore when compared to the pain his spine was going through.
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Post by Deleted on Oct 25, 2014 14:05:14 GMT
Yuken is quite the ruffian. No one should fight in a gym.
Yuken: 2545 PL
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