Post by Koramund on Nov 21, 2014 2:03:40 GMT
(Light Weights on)
Koramund cracked his neck, his body weighted down by a increase in fat and water, bloating his arms, legs, and torso to look a little tougher. Koramund kicked the air, trying to ignore the weight and get back to his normal efficiency. It was hard, but it got easier with more training, and so he is going to do that! He back flipped, front flipped, and kept on jumping around trying to gain more efficiency. It was slow moving compared to what he is used to, but it would help him in the end, wouldn't it? He twirled his hands, hitting a tree and snapping it in half like a twig, to which he screamed "YES!" His power was growing, and it was time to take this onto a greater scale. He walked throughout a grassy forest, his eyes glowing as he smiled demonically. He silently tread the wilds, as he hunted for the organisms that would give him a challenge.
The ground quivered, as the predator of the forest was ripping through the trees, consuming large amounts of meat from birds and herbivores. The predator was known as the Delta Rex, a variant of the T-rex that was as large and violent as a devilijho, and ate more then even that devil. The Delta ate half of a tree, consuming the animals and plants as it spewed out violently melting acids. Then Koramund walked into the scene, roaring out a challenge to the giant. The Delta heard the call, and then screamed back its own roar, shaking the trees as its primal essence was pour outwards. The monster charged straight towards Koramund, and crushed him under its foot. Koramund's fingernails stabbed the palm of the Delta's foot, forcing it to jerk its foot back and falling down, quivering the ground as its hide hit rock and dirt.
Both of the mutants lifted each other, circling the other as they viewed the other as prey, their gazes glued and unblinking. Koramund gathered pure white energy, as the Delta tensed its leg muscles to jump and consume the pathetic morsel in front of it. Minutes past, as the Delta finally got bored and charged, leaping into the air as its sharp whitened fangs ready to eat anything. Koramund was ready for it, as he fired the crimson and teal orb, deploying and waiting for the Delta. The Delta ripped the ground apart, as it engulfed Koramund and the orb, tossing both of them into the air to swallow them whole. Koramund smiled, as the orb rained down hell, the bright glowing light turning the scene into the ancient stories, as the Delta was pierced and impaled. The monster toppled, holes in it like the worlds largest machine gun just put 30 rounds into it, the beast twitching around, as it lost all its brain cells.
Koramund walked over the corpse, his hand placed on its hide, as he whistled a Sorrowful farewell to the spirit of the beast. He still hated to take life, but he was happy if it at least had meaning, and Koramund had found a good meaning. Koramund knelled to the corpse, whistling the sound in respect, and in his way a way to heaven. He always believed a proper death would give a soul peace, so he did just that. He formed his ki orb once again, digging a large pit pit from the explosions. Koramund blinked, as he kept on feeding his ki to the unending offense of nature. He began to whistle the last 30 seconds of the song once again, as he impaled the corpse, and drained the corpse of its life force. He rested the corpse in the pit, as his tail pushed all the dirt over the Delta.
Koramund ended his ceremony by drawing the Delta Rex into the dirt, and then spelling its name in Saiyan. He raised his form, a smile creeping onto his face as he walked away from the ruins, whistling another tune. Koramund grew his wings, running as his new found strength let him fly in the air, albeit slower but still capable of flight. The Arcosian flew through the air, watching the lush forest he just came from, the ground now softer and more tranquil. In death peace could be found, but sorrow would definitely come soon. He smiled, as the sorrow was almost nothing, for now other families could grow. The remains of the Delta would make the ground rich, growing plants to feed others, and aiding the growth of nature. Koramund sighed, his own fate and desires not one that lots of people would have, but should have held close at heart. He lifted up his hand, saluting the grave, as he flew off again, his hunt to become stronger gaining strength.
The Skies would hold to him one final predator for the day though, as a golden winged terror came from the heavens. The golden humming bird, moving so fast the sound of its wings hurt even Koramund's ears. He blinked, snarling in pain, but he had no reason to kill it, so he was hoping to let it live. His wish was not heard. The bird impaled his stomach, stopping his wings, as Kora was flung down to the forest's floor. The large humming bird landed on top of him, its bright skin reflecting a painful amount of light. Kora blinked his eyes, growing a thin layers of see-through flesh to help protect his eyes, as he tried to kick the tyrant in the gut. The Humming bird was flung off, but its mouth was still to large for him, pecking and impaling him even while floating. Koramund screamed in pain, but still refused to take his training gear off, he had to get stronger even at a disadvantage!
Both of them charged each other, but one was not aiming to win this confrontation. Koramund used his tail to snap the tube of a mouth of the Humming bird, as it rammed and flung its prey away. Kora slumped to the floor after being tossed, submitting to his wounds, while the Humming bird whined about its nose. The bird roared in anger, though it was shifted from its wound. The humming bird lifted itself upwards, until its own body was the source of its downfall. Koramund had foreseen this, his wounds regenerating as he laughed to the humming bird. He spoke, even with pain, to the bird, "I am sorry you must starve, but I did nothing to harm you, thank you for strengthening myself though... I hope you survive to fight me again." He limped away, the bird starving itself from its hyper-metabolism. It cursed the air, its corpse dropping to the ground, the bird consuming its fat and muscle to rapidly to fly, and ate itself alive.
Koramund cracked his neck, his body weighted down by a increase in fat and water, bloating his arms, legs, and torso to look a little tougher. Koramund kicked the air, trying to ignore the weight and get back to his normal efficiency. It was hard, but it got easier with more training, and so he is going to do that! He back flipped, front flipped, and kept on jumping around trying to gain more efficiency. It was slow moving compared to what he is used to, but it would help him in the end, wouldn't it? He twirled his hands, hitting a tree and snapping it in half like a twig, to which he screamed "YES!" His power was growing, and it was time to take this onto a greater scale. He walked throughout a grassy forest, his eyes glowing as he smiled demonically. He silently tread the wilds, as he hunted for the organisms that would give him a challenge.
The ground quivered, as the predator of the forest was ripping through the trees, consuming large amounts of meat from birds and herbivores. The predator was known as the Delta Rex, a variant of the T-rex that was as large and violent as a devilijho, and ate more then even that devil. The Delta ate half of a tree, consuming the animals and plants as it spewed out violently melting acids. Then Koramund walked into the scene, roaring out a challenge to the giant. The Delta heard the call, and then screamed back its own roar, shaking the trees as its primal essence was pour outwards. The monster charged straight towards Koramund, and crushed him under its foot. Koramund's fingernails stabbed the palm of the Delta's foot, forcing it to jerk its foot back and falling down, quivering the ground as its hide hit rock and dirt.
Both of the mutants lifted each other, circling the other as they viewed the other as prey, their gazes glued and unblinking. Koramund gathered pure white energy, as the Delta tensed its leg muscles to jump and consume the pathetic morsel in front of it. Minutes past, as the Delta finally got bored and charged, leaping into the air as its sharp whitened fangs ready to eat anything. Koramund was ready for it, as he fired the crimson and teal orb, deploying and waiting for the Delta. The Delta ripped the ground apart, as it engulfed Koramund and the orb, tossing both of them into the air to swallow them whole. Koramund smiled, as the orb rained down hell, the bright glowing light turning the scene into the ancient stories, as the Delta was pierced and impaled. The monster toppled, holes in it like the worlds largest machine gun just put 30 rounds into it, the beast twitching around, as it lost all its brain cells.
Koramund walked over the corpse, his hand placed on its hide, as he whistled a Sorrowful farewell to the spirit of the beast. He still hated to take life, but he was happy if it at least had meaning, and Koramund had found a good meaning. Koramund knelled to the corpse, whistling the sound in respect, and in his way a way to heaven. He always believed a proper death would give a soul peace, so he did just that. He formed his ki orb once again, digging a large pit pit from the explosions. Koramund blinked, as he kept on feeding his ki to the unending offense of nature. He began to whistle the last 30 seconds of the song once again, as he impaled the corpse, and drained the corpse of its life force. He rested the corpse in the pit, as his tail pushed all the dirt over the Delta.
Koramund ended his ceremony by drawing the Delta Rex into the dirt, and then spelling its name in Saiyan. He raised his form, a smile creeping onto his face as he walked away from the ruins, whistling another tune. Koramund grew his wings, running as his new found strength let him fly in the air, albeit slower but still capable of flight. The Arcosian flew through the air, watching the lush forest he just came from, the ground now softer and more tranquil. In death peace could be found, but sorrow would definitely come soon. He smiled, as the sorrow was almost nothing, for now other families could grow. The remains of the Delta would make the ground rich, growing plants to feed others, and aiding the growth of nature. Koramund sighed, his own fate and desires not one that lots of people would have, but should have held close at heart. He lifted up his hand, saluting the grave, as he flew off again, his hunt to become stronger gaining strength.
The Skies would hold to him one final predator for the day though, as a golden winged terror came from the heavens. The golden humming bird, moving so fast the sound of its wings hurt even Koramund's ears. He blinked, snarling in pain, but he had no reason to kill it, so he was hoping to let it live. His wish was not heard. The bird impaled his stomach, stopping his wings, as Kora was flung down to the forest's floor. The large humming bird landed on top of him, its bright skin reflecting a painful amount of light. Kora blinked his eyes, growing a thin layers of see-through flesh to help protect his eyes, as he tried to kick the tyrant in the gut. The Humming bird was flung off, but its mouth was still to large for him, pecking and impaling him even while floating. Koramund screamed in pain, but still refused to take his training gear off, he had to get stronger even at a disadvantage!
Both of them charged each other, but one was not aiming to win this confrontation. Koramund used his tail to snap the tube of a mouth of the Humming bird, as it rammed and flung its prey away. Kora slumped to the floor after being tossed, submitting to his wounds, while the Humming bird whined about its nose. The bird roared in anger, though it was shifted from its wound. The humming bird lifted itself upwards, until its own body was the source of its downfall. Koramund had foreseen this, his wounds regenerating as he laughed to the humming bird. He spoke, even with pain, to the bird, "I am sorry you must starve, but I did nothing to harm you, thank you for strengthening myself though... I hope you survive to fight me again." He limped away, the bird starving itself from its hyper-metabolism. It cursed the air, its corpse dropping to the ground, the bird consuming its fat and muscle to rapidly to fly, and ate itself alive.