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Post by Ryder on May 14, 2017 5:35:37 GMT
"So this is a Gravity Chamber..." a look of sincere gratitude and intrigue could be seen in Ryder's eyes as she solemnly made her way into the Gravity Chamber of Big Blue for the first time. For the better part of a year she had been desperately struggling and scraping to pull together the funds to purchase a gravity chamber of her own- only to find that had she simply joined the Blue Banner Army during their takeover she'd have had immediate access to such an opportunity. The thought alone was humbling to the extreme. “Have you done this before Tulip? Or are we both popping our Augmented Gravity cherry?” Slowly Ryder made her way over to the control panel, perusing the options and instructions. OOC: x10 Earth's Gravity Tags- Tulip Waterfield Power Level: 400Workout Wear Below
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Post by Tulip Waterfield on May 26, 2017 2:04:50 GMT
“‘Popping my cherry’, huh.” The young hybrid laughed softly as she walked into the huge chamber, It was far bigger than the clearing she’d been using to train for the last year, which startled the woman. Her only question was about if the floors and ceiling could really withstand the energy and strength of a fully-powered up individual. Most mountains and planets would succumb to the absolute strength of Super Saiyans and others who had reached those summits; to imagine a room capable of withstanding that was beyond comprehension. The young woman sighed, before continuing. “Depends on what you mean by gravity; little over half a year ago I fought a high-level demon. He stole my first-time being influenced by Gravity when he tried to wipe a village from the face of the earth with a gravity orb he’d created from raw energy. But….yeah, this’ll be my first time simply training in a gravity-enhanced environment.” Standing next to the pillar that had all the controls on it, the woman slid her blue jacket off and set it down. Then she pulled her pants off, revealing a pair of thin shorts. Her shirt followed, revealing a tank-top made of a special black fiber. It was created to channel ki better than ordinary clothing, allowing the user to defend it against normal attacks and ki blasts. The thin shorts were made out of the same material; both were a set, despite seeming too small. When she’d questioned the size, the owner of the store simply told the woman ‘They’re made that tight so they hug the contours of your body firmly. It helps with movement.’ So, resisting the urge to blush, the woman began stretching in her tight clothes, trying to warm up before the training session began. She’d not let her own shame keep her from getting a good work-out in. Tulip looked forward to learning a lot from Ryder, in this special environment. "So....how do we want to start this?"
PL 161,361; Ki Setting Activated! New PL - 800
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Post by Ryder on May 28, 2017 1:18:42 GMT
“First? First of all you should suppress yourself down to my level so we can train together. There’s no way the amount of gravity I can tolerate is going to have any value to you if you’re running anywhere close to full power” Ryder instructed sternly. The image of Tulip’s sheer vast power advantage was something it would take a long time and a lot of personal growth to wipe clean from her mind. “After that, we’ll go with the lowest gravity setting and see how it goes. Assuming we can move well enough, we can have that spar you wanted back in the Bamboo Forest. What better way than under heavy gravity?” Ryder had come to the gravity chamber already dressed in the same snug orange workout uniform she had worn when she and Tulip first met and was thus ready for action from the moment they walked through the door.
“I’m ready when you are Tulip.”
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Post by Tulip Waterfield on May 28, 2017 23:21:23 GMT
Tulip stared at Ryder, slightly indignant about the words coming out of her mouth. Sure, the compliment in regards to Tulip’s strength being so high the woman could survive stuff the taller woman couldn’t, but it didn’t feel that great with the tone the former soldier was using. It’s not like the woman wouldn’t have done it anyway. But, without a bit of reluctance, the shorter hybrid reduced her ki to the level of Ryder’s. At this strength, even a bullet could scratch the woman. Sighing in defeat, the woman glanced towards Ryder and flashed her a thumbs-up. “Ready when you are, boss. Turn on this gravity thing, whatever.” Turning away, the woman began hopping up and down. Without her familiar ki coating her body, she almost felt more naked than she did upon taking her clothes off. Why was it that most humans were so breakable. She started going through a mental list of things that could defeat her in combat at this strength, while waiting for Ryder to turn on the machine. Magical tree in the forest...a plane….the temple collapsing...a truck...not normal-sized, of course, but one of those really huge things with all the fuel attached...a plane...I’ve never ridden in a plane...is it similar to flying...what are we waiting on?
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Post by Ryder on May 31, 2017 2:09:03 GMT
~ Boss… I could get used to this… though I don’t think I’ll get to hold a title like that for long if I don’t build up my personal strength. Tulip’s only calling me Boss for new because I have things to teach her… once the Student has become a Master I’ll be no more than a mere friend~ Eyes filled with determination to do whatever it took to grow strong, Ryder reached up towards the control panel and grasped hold of the gravity control dial. With a single click of the dial the gravity suddenly multiplied by ten. Ryder gasped in surprise at the sheer intensity of the gravity, falling to her hands and knees with a violent thus. “This… this is pretty intense” she grunted through her teeth as she circulated her qi through her meridians, drawing on her inner strength to reinforce her fleshly body and force herself back to her feet with one mighty push of her legs. “I think… it might be a good idea to do some walking and then jogging before we actually try to spar. It’s going to take me a while to get used to this feeling of pressure and weight. At least the room is gigantic, plenty of space to warm up around the perimeter. Join me if you like Tulip, should be a good workout if you keep your power suppressed.” Not waiting for Tulip’s reply, Ryder began to walk at a brisk pace around the perimeter of the massive Gravity Training Chamber. As she grew more accustomed to the pressure she would transition into a jog, and then a light run. Half an hour later she’d come to a stop, sweat clinging to her flesh and dripping off her like off a wet sponge. “Phew, finally I feel like I can fight in this place. But I’m SOAKED! Shall we spar now, or hit the showers first and come back?” OOC: tags- Tulip Waterfield
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Post by Tulip Waterfield on May 31, 2017 3:11:40 GMT
“So, what are you gonna say before you click this thing o-” The young hybrid crossed her arms behind her head as she spun on her heels towards the taller woman. A soft click echoed audibly through the room, followed by Tulip’s vision shifting sideways as a wall of pressure hit the woman. Her head slammed into the metal floor with a resounding bang as the gravity suddenly pressured the woman. It wasn’t as heavy as she’d expected; but the sudden transition was such it completely caught her off guard. Automatically surging her ki to rise from the ground, Tulip recalled Ryder’s words from before. There’s no way the amount of gravity I can tolerate is going to have any value to you if you’re running anywhere close to full power! Gritting her teeth in frustration while blinking the tears from her eyes, the woman slowly curled up into a seated position. Lying on the floor, the gravity only felt like a slight nuisance; rising or moving in any direction but down, her body felt like it was bound by chains. Without her normal ki channeling through her limbs, it made every muscle and joint ache even more as the woman forced herself to rock up onto her feet. Falling forward onto all fours, the young hybrid stared at the ground, realizing moisture was speckling it. Wait...am I already sweating just from sitting up? How much do I rely on my ki anyway? Struck by the sudden recollection of every battle she’d fought against someone with more mass and size, the woman slowly rose to her feet. It was true; her small stature and lack of muscle was her downfall. If she didn’t train twice as hard as someone like the giant blue Heran, his raw genetics and pure muscles would lay waste to her tiny physique. It was only through absolute mastery of the energy that coursed through the woman’s veins that she could ever hope to surpass those who stood far above her. Levlidian, Gekido, Vi-Poi...all those names rose to her mind, along with one more. Her expression darkened, as her hands closed into fists. And her.... Tulip’s dark thoughts were interrupted when she realized Ryder had been speaking during her intense soul-searching. The thought of walking and jogging to ‘warm up’ before a spar was quite comical to the short hybrid; it wasn’t until Ryder started into it that Tulip realized the woman hadn’t been joking. With a weary sigh, Tulip started into the slow pace. By the end of Ryder’s intense session, Tulip was seated on the floor, gasping for air in a pool of her own sweat. If the woman cast a questioning gaze on the brown-haired hybrid, Tulip’s rejected cry would be a simple accusation. “Having long legs is not fair, even if your chest is a handicap!” After Ryder mentioned a shower, Tulip’s face would change. It would go from a look of relief, to one of realization, then shift to an embarrassed red as memories from the past came surging forward. Slowly pushing herself up onto her feet, the short woman would step up to the blonde woman. “Soaked though you may be...I’m equally drenched. A shower sounds great; doing anything at this level is so difficult. I need a breath of fresh air; I’m sure I smell awful.” The short woman would pull at the black fabric biting into her flesh. The sweat hadn’t made the situation much better than before; it made the already exotic outfit even more risque. Grinning up at Ryder through her blush and brown hair, the woman would say clearly and happily. “Well, Boss, the final decision is up to you! You win round one of ‘super-special training’!”
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Post by Ryder on May 31, 2017 4:11:08 GMT
Ryder couldn’t help but to silently wonder at just how poor Tulip’s raw physical conditioning was. The two were using the same level of spiritual power, but an intense yet reasonable workout for her had left Tulip completely ragged. “Super special training?” Ryder mused aloud, chuckling softly to herself. It was true this training could be considered ‘special’ to the both of them, given it was something neither had experienced before, but it was hardly ‘Super Special.’ “Yeah, we’re hitting the showers before we come back for our spar, boss’s orders.” Striding purposefully back to the controls, Ryder twisted the dial back to the off position. Turning back to Tulip she flashed the shorter woman a playful smile. “Whew, it sure feels good to be back in normal gravity. I feel like I lost a hundred and fifty pounds…. You said something about a chest as a handicap?” Glancing downwards, Ryder’s playful smile turned sardonic. “You thought my chest was a handicap? I’ve been built like this for ten years and had to adapt to my figure through bootcamp in the army. I guess it might be a bit of a handicap but I don’t really feel it that way, it’s just me.” For the first time, Ryder revealed a piece of her own past to someone outside her old circle. She hadn’t even reached out to find her own family since she’d joined the army, though given their connections they likely heard through the grapevine eventually. “Come on, let’s go get cleaned up so we can sweat ourselves up all over again.” Thus Ryder led the way out of the gravity training chamber and into the women’s locker rooms where the two had left behind their towels and day clothing and such. First things first she pulled her towel out of her locker and made her way to the clothes-washer where she wasted no time stripping to nothing and dumping them inside. “Looks like there’s room for yours in here as well Tulip, no need to run the thing twice.” OOC: tags- Tulip Waterfield
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Post by Tulip Waterfield on May 31, 2017 23:59:08 GMT
“Come on, let’s go get cleaned up so we can sweat ourselves up all over again.” Tulip followed the blonde woman obediently out of the chamber, before entering the women’s locker room. When Ryder started removing her clothes, Tulip simply slid off her thin workout outfit after undoing the few snaps. She slid off her underwear as well, before hastily covering herself up with a towel. Upon hearing Ryder’s comment about not needing to run things twice, the shorter woman sighed and tossed her clothes in as well. “Next thing you’ll be saying we should share a shower to conserve water!” Shaking her head with joking disbelief, the brown-haired woman stepped into one of the shower stalls. Closing the door behind her and tossing her towel over the doorway, she reached out in front of her. Gripping the knob that controlled the water-flow and temperature, her gaze narrowed in disgust and fear. Such an antiquated method of showering; this particular setup should be banned on every and all bathing sites in the galaxy. Because, no matter how fast you turn the knob or brace yourself, the cold water always hits you at the worst moment. Her emerald gaze traveled back towards the door behind her; it was only a mere 4 feet away, while the walls on either side were the same dimension. To make matters worse, there wasn’t an ordinary shower-head that could be defended against; it was a grate in the ceiling that equally and orderly ran water down from above. In any other circumstance, this would’ve been a fun experience. Due to the current heat in her core as a result of the strenuous training from earlier, it would make the sudden cold that much worse. Taking a slow breath, the woman mentally braced herself for the worse. ...here goes nothing; I can do this! A gasp of shock and discomfort was forced through the woman’s teeth as the cold water hit her body, instantly stiffening her muscles throughout. It dissipated as quickly as it had come, as the water rapidly heated up. Slumping against the wall, the woman’s gaze traveled around the small shower as hot water finally began pouring down from overhead. There was approximately three buttons on the wall next to the knob; what each did was a total mystery to the woman. Reaching out slowly with one finger, she pressed the one with sparkles pasted over it. Something changed in the water, along with a strange smell enveloping the tiny stall. A sudden burning hit the woman’s eyes, as she realized exactly what had changed. “Fucking labels are important, dammit!” Attempting to push away from the stall and press the button to disable the soap, another button was pressed. What had been a decent flow of water became a pressure blaster, forcing the woman off her feet. The brown-haired hybrid slipped onto the bottom, as soapy water hammered down on her from above. Why am I still holding back my ki?! This is dumb! But...she did say today was meant to hone our control. Dammit… Slowly making her way to her feet, she grabbed the only thing that wasn’t smooth in the tub; the temperature knob. When she almost made it to her feet, she accidentally slipped, yanking the water from its hot, almost painful temperature to almost ice. “Eep!” She yelped in horror as she hammered all the buttons to make the water stream return to normal and the soap to stop. Slowly twisting the knob off, the woman kicked open the stall door and yanked her towel off the door. Pacing slowly to the bench next to the washing machine, the woman sat down and whispered. “I don’t want to be here anymore, Ryder. How long till the laundry is done?”
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Post by Ryder on Jun 1, 2017 2:06:29 GMT
“There’s no need to share a shower-head, but you didn’t need to run into one of the private stalls and hide either Tulip.” Chuckling from outside the stall Ryder went to the opposite row of showerheads- that row oldschool without stalls- and turned on the hot water for the faucet opposite Tulip’s. Ryder chose to face her companion’s stall while she washed, rather than scrub with her face to the wall. While Tulip was busy cursing the cold water, Ryder simply stood to the side and allowed the water to come to the proper temperature. While Tulip played with the buttons, Ryder simply scrubbed in the pure hot water using nothing but water and friction to thoroughly cleans herself. While Tulip fell on her ass under a hydro cannon, Ryder spent the next few moments shifting from hot to cold to stimulate blood flow and muscle recovery. Just when she’d come back to hot for the third time Tulip burst out of shower stall her face clearly in torment. A look of concern on her face, Ryder reached up and disabled her own shower, following Tulip to the bench and, gently wrapping the shorter, younger woman up in her arms comfortingly from behind. ’Ryder I don’t want to be here anymore’ the girl had murmured, only for Ryder to reassuringly squeeze her shoulders, her bust squishing against Tulip's back. A soothing voice could be heard speaking lightly into Tulip's ear. “Maybe showering alone wasn’t such a great idea after all, but the laundry should be done.” OOC: tags- Tulip Waterfield
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Post by Tulip Waterfield on Jun 1, 2017 15:12:08 GMT
As the bitter taste of defeat soured the young woman’s mood, she felt something damp but warm grab her shoulder from behind. There was a slight squeeze, as the familiar, warm voice reached the hybrid’s ears. “Maybe showering alone wasn’t such a great idea after all; but the laundry should be done.” Tulip blushed in embarrassment at the implication she’d been unable to handle showering alone; a quick glance revealed that there was a second section of showers, albeit open to anyone in the bathroom. It was probably intended for washing gear and anything too large for the washer-machine, but would suffice for washing if one wasn’t afraid or embarrassed of being seen. A small frown crossed the hybrid’s face, as she nodded and rose from the bench. Pulling open the door to the laundry machine, it appeared Ryder’s assessment had been correct. The same amount of technology had gone into the laundry machines as the personnel showers; it had washed and dried their clothes in the short time they’d been in the showers. Pulling her clothes free of Ryder’s, her hand paused on the bra that was clearly larger than hers. Tossing it into Ryder’s pile of clothes, the young woman turned away and began sliding her clothes back on quickly. Once she was back in the training outfit from before, the young woman turned towards Ryder. “So, we going to spar now? I’m interested in your fighting style and experience, Ryder.” There was a difference in the hybrid’s attitude; if there had been reluctance in her tone before in regards to running and changing her ki, it had all vanished now. There was a gleam in her emerald eyes, as she grinned at the taller woman. Even if she is stronger at this level of ki...I have way more battles than she does. This’ll be my one chance to show off my good traits.
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Post by Ryder on Jun 1, 2017 17:59:59 GMT
Ryder released her grip on Tulip as she rose from the bench, following behind as they made their way to the laundry machine. Silently she slid into her bottom… only to find herself having trouble zipping it closed. “Dammit dammit dammit dammit!” she cursed aloud, beginning to awkwardly contort her body as she tried desperately to get the damned thing to zip. “Why of all the fucking bullshit did I have to forget that these haven’t been conventionally washed and dried before!? Of course they were going to shrink!” A look of discomfort could be seen plastered on the woman’s face as she clenched every muscle in abdomen and backside, desperately trying to hold in those last few millimeters to get the shorts to zip closed. *Ziiiip* panting from far more mental frustration than physical exertion Ryder leaned against the nearby lockers, irritation with life radiating off of her. Looking up she saw Tulip facing her once more with... a grin?... and vaguely recalled the other woman’s voice during her desperate struggle with the shorts. “I'm sorry Tulip, I wasn’t really paying attention trying to get my fat ass into these damned shrunken shorts.” With that Ryder raised up her arms and slid her top on over her chest, struggling once more with the zipper but more casually this time, sparing a bit of attention for Tulip. Of course once Ryder finally got herself zipped in and tried to move... She felt herself dangerously stretching the over-tight fabric with each movement. "Fuck me running there's no way I'm going to be able to spar in these now without shredding them to pieces. Why don't we call it a day Tulip. Let's head back to my place so I can get out of this second skin and do lunch together." OOC: tags- Tulip Waterfield
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Post by Tulip Waterfield on Jun 4, 2017 2:16:05 GMT
“Why don’t we call it a day?” The rest of Ryder’s speech faded into a dull noise, as the young woman realized she wasn’t going to get her chance to redeem herself in the eyes of Ryder. A frown formed on her face, as the young hybrid glared at the taller woman. Turning away with her arms crossed, the young woman spoke with a slight irritation in her voice. “Okay, Ryder. You owe me something tasty in return, got it! I came here to spar, and ended up doing dumb running exercises instead!” The young woman jogged out of the bathroom, almost running into some of the normal crew in the corridor. Sliding to a stop inside of the gravity chamber, the woman began shrugging on the pants and tossed on her jacket. She jogged back into the doorway of the bathroom, leaning against it and glancing back towards the woman. Finally noticing how tight her outfit looked, the girl undid her jacket and held it out. “...it’s not much, but maybe it’ll help?”
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Queen Habana
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Queen of the Evil Space Monkey People Special Item: GPW Universal Championship Belt
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Post by Queen Habana on Jun 6, 2017 2:49:32 GMT
Tulip | WC: 2359 | PL Gains: 3468 | New PL: 164,831 Ryder | WC: 1538 | PL Gains: 2099 | New PL: 2,499
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