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Post by Deleted on Aug 19, 2015 1:09:40 GMT
Walking into the training ground, Aspa would look around to sense anyone around him that was reasonably close to his current power level. He wondered if all of the stronger Saiyans simply left with Zucceta leaving only one Saiyan too strong for most people to handle in spars, and those too weak to let Aspa cut loose on them even with his weights on. It had been a very long time since he had sparred with anyone that was relatively close to his strength or even slightly higher to push himself.
Sighing, while cracking his knuckles Aspa would sit down on a boulder not seeing anyone around him that was reasonably close to his current strength. Maybe he should choose a bunch of Saiyans at seemingly random and spar with them. They’d have the advantage in numbers, he would have the advantage in strength. He honestly didn’t care who he sparred with, Aspa simply wanted to go to his limits in a spar again.
His new leg was reasonably good considering it needed a upgrade, but for now it would simply have to do until either Kouda or that Icarus person came back to Vegeta. The regular scientists were good, but those two were in a league of their own. Aspa would’ve loved to have a leg designed and built by them, but for now he would simply sit there and wait for someone that had the balls to challenge him, anyone at all.
But for now, he would wait. Wait for a challenger or challengers worthy of his power. He wondered who would show up to challenge him to a spar, he hoped it would be someone that was as strong as he was with his weighted armor, or slightly more powerful than that. But for now, he would wait and munch on ration bars. They tasted horrible but were good for energy and feeling full.
Riku Thread Power Level: 58,071 Weighted Power Level: 14,517.75 rounded up to 14,518
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Post by Riku on Aug 19, 2015 1:31:45 GMT
[Thread Power Level: 15,469]
Riku flew through the sky high above Vegeta and looked around, his scouter giving off a couple of readings that had seemed a bit too low for him at this point. After training with the other saiyans like Aspa and Natto and others it had been clear his power increased greatly, which pleased him. He continued onward, approaching the training grounds. His scouter beeped, giving off a signature by the grounds, a familiar one too. Riku recognized him as Aspa, the man who had given him and the other saiyans a training session in the wastes. His power level was low, but he knew the man had been wearing his weighted gear, maybe he was training. Riku got excited and flew towards the signature, approaching it rapidly.
Riku caught sight of the azure saiyan and he was seated on a boulder, patiently waiting for someone or something. Riku descended a few feet by him and slowly paced forward to him, his usual serious face on. "Well, if it isn't Aspa! The great azure Saiyan himself, huh? What ya doing all alone in the training grounds?" Riku spoke in a playful tone, but deep down he was serious about doing some training with Aspa, and he felt like this would be a very good session considering the closeness of their power right now. Riku got in a wide stance and grinned, his eyes fixiated on Aspa and his cybernetic leg.
"So, how about it? Wanna have a quick spar maybe, boost up our power a little?" Riku continued to grin, awaiting Aspa's response, his expression showing how anxious he was to get down to training.
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Post by Deleted on Aug 19, 2015 2:58:00 GMT
Brocko walked through the Cucumber Capital with a little beat in his step as he had both earphones buried in his ears as the music blasted. The noise level was nothing compared to the Explosions he had heard pretty much everyday. A few days ago, he had met up once again with his cousin, Totoma and a few other Saiyans. The reason he was walking to a beat was because he was listening to a song called "X Gon' Give It To Ya" by DMX. It was pretty much da shit for Brocko.
"X Gon' give it to ya! Fuck waiting for you to get it on your own!" He continued to move down the streets of the Cucumber Capital, this time with his Black Cloak on. As he moved along the diverse species of warriors, some with long flowing hair but ferocious and monstrous and others, Bald and skinny with great Power.
The youth continued to Beat walk, his tail also moving to the beat a little bit. X gon deliver to ya Knock knock, open up the door, it's real! Wit the non-stop, pop pop and stainless steel! Go hard gettin busy wit it! But I got such a good heart! I'll make a motherfucker wonder if he did it!
Walking was getting boring really fast though, which made Brocko lift himself into the air and look at the outskirts for the training grounds. Finally, when he found it, he flew towards it with great speed, still singing the song. Damn right and I'll do it again! Cuz I am right so I gots to win!
The saiyan then hit the ground with a large thud, causing a pretty large dust cloud to rise. As the cloud started to disappear, Brocko stood there with his hands on his thighs as if he was beginning to chop them. Suddenly he thrust his hips forwards yelling, "Unh!"
[OOC: He basically just did this: youtu.be/FyKWUTwSYAs?t=1m40s ]
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Post by Deleted on Aug 19, 2015 4:15:04 GMT
After waiting a while, Aspa would cross his legs and would start to meditate. He saw a alien do so, and was interested in it so he asked what it was and how to do it, before killing the alien. Breathing in and out slowly and calmly, Aspa would calm himself, it didn’t do anything for the raging fireball of rage within him, but it allowed him to think clearly.
Aspa continued to meditate until he heard someone call his name. Opening his almond shaded eyes, he stared straight at Riku. After listening to what the weaker Saiyan had to say, Aspa just had to agree. It would be beneficial to the both of them if they sparred.
“Hello, Riku. I would be very interested in a spar with you.”
Using his Ki, Aspa would float up to Riku’s level. Hearing some god awful music heading to the training grounds, Aspa could already tell who was coming. It was his crazy ass cousin, Brocko. Staring at Riku.
“Wanna take this somewhere else, to avoid the crazy dumbass?”
Aspa had a clear dislike for his cousin, due to how he acted and for nearly telling everyone about his adoption. It was personal business that didn’t involve anyone that he didn’t want to know about his past. Brocko was still a ways away when Aspa asked Riku the question.
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Post by Riku on Aug 19, 2015 18:19:29 GMT
Riku watched as Aspa rose to his level in the air, equalling his own which put them face to face. He began to get in a stance just as some Kami forsaken music began to play, causing a great discomfort in his ear. He glanced at Aspa, who obviously heard it too and stared back at him. Riku grinned as Aspa asked if they should move away from the area so Brocko wouldn't intervene. He shrugged, not really caring if he came or not. Brocko's power level wasn't anything special right now and he didn't completely have any issues with the young saiyan, other than his taste in music. "I don't really care if he comes or not, maybe he could learn a thing or two by watching us spar. Look at it his way, he's probably noticed us anyway, so even if we were to go somewhere else he would likely still find us."
Riku turned to the signature that was approaching, waiting for Brocko to come into view. Deep down he really wanted to blow up that guy's phone, but he found that to be a bit rude. He closed his eyes and stood by Aspa waiting. "Let's just see what the guy wants first... If he just starts talking stupid crap we can leave and take this spar elsewhere. I can see he irritates you, but he is a Saiyan as well, why not give him a chance?" Riku opened his eyes, noticing Brocko was almost there, his power becoming easier to detect.
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Post by Deleted on Aug 22, 2015 17:24:05 GMT
The Saiyan walked over to Aspa, happy as can be, even though when he landed, he had noticed that according to the look on his Cousin's face, he was not in the mood for Brocko's "Bullshit". But like normal, Brocko didn't care and he still approached Aspa.
"Yo, wassup cuzzy cuz!? My man, what's goin' on!?" He grinned happily and then turned to see another Saiyan with Jet Black hair like his own. He remembered seeing him before when he met Aspa again for the first time in years.
The youth then walked over to the other Saiyan, still grinning. "'Sup Yo? My name's Brocko. But you can call me B." He then turned back to his cousin, clapping his hands together in the process. "Anyway, I was wondering if perhaps I could train with you guys since I am a bit weak for a Saiyan my age! I promise not to mess this up for you cuz!"
Brocko then rubbed the back of his head, still smiling. "And hey, even if you won't let me fight, at least let me spectate!" The saiyan stood still as his tail twitched with excitement while he awaited his cousin's answer.
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Post by Deleted on Aug 23, 2015 20:24:37 GMT
Aspa just grumbled within his own mind while waiting for the crazy dumbass to arrive. He didn’t have the patience to deal with him today. All he wanted was to spar with someone relatively on the same level he was on with his heavy weights on. But there were barely anyone on that level. Aspa wished there were someone on his full level in order to spar with everything he had. He barely got any challenge from sparring with those weaker than he was, even with his heavy weights on.
“Fine, but he’s not sparring. This is a one on one spar. No interruptions, no one interferes.”
Aspa really did not like Brocko even if the crazy dumbass, thought he was his cousin. Aspa didn’t remember his family before his adoption. He didn’t want to remember. His life was getting back on track, he had no time to play nice with weaklings like his old family.
When Brocko finally arrived, he did a pelvic thrust, before walking over to Aspa. Aspa facepalmed, and glared at Riku like this is all his fault. If they left when Aspa wanted to leave, they would have gotten away from Brocko without any hassle due to them being so superiorly strong.
For the sake of his sanity, Aspa chose to completely ignore Brocko. If he even thinks about getting in the middle of the spar, Aspa would attack him with one of his more powerful techniques and knock him out. Aspa didn’t have time or the patience to deal with someone like Brocko.
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Post by Riku on Aug 24, 2015 1:29:17 GMT
Riku raised and eyebrow when he saw Brocko and his pelvic thrust. He kind of smirked by his entrance but didn't allow either saiyans to see it. Brocko looked at them both, greeting Aspa first in a very strange way. The word "cuz" came up, making Riku wonder if they were family but he shrugged. He would rather not get into that right now, maybe it was just what Brocko called Aspa. Riku got a rather strange greeting as well, but he took it anyway, a greeting was a greeting and there was no point in fighting over it. Brocko turned back to Aspa, asking if he could join in on the training and then Riku arched another brow. From the corner of his eye he saw Aspa facepalm himself as Brocko began to speak. Riku smirked again and turned to Aspa, who had told him he would be a spectator.
"Fine by me. Let's get started then, Aspa." Riku turned his head towards Brocko, "You probably should back away from us a bit. This will be more intense than you think, B." Riku mentally chuckled, not believing he actually called Brocko "B". He turned back to Aspa and black flipped a few feet away, keeping distance and then getting into his fighting stance. He waited for Brocko to move, his full attention on Aspa however. He grinned, his blood pumping and his excitement sky rocketing. He was anxious to fight an elite, it would be an intense fight since their power levels right now were pretty close.
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Post by Deleted on Aug 30, 2015 6:04:30 GMT
Brocko sighed as we backed up from the two Saiyans who had that look in their eye that indicated it was battle time, as shown by all of the people of his race. Unfortunately he had been forced to sit this one out and because of this, he sat down a few dozen feet away from the Pair.
Crossing his arms, the youth pouted, turning his head to the right huffing in frustration. "Fine, I'll sit this one out...but you guys are the ones who are missing out not me! You hear!?" Deep down inside he wanted to clash with them both but he was clearly outclassed.
Perhaps, when he got stronger he would be able to compete with them on the level of an equal and at that point, he would be able to have some REAL fun. Besides, battles with Equals were always the best. So, getting pushed around by butting in on this spar would be pointless.
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Post by Deleted on Aug 30, 2015 22:42:23 GMT
Aspa waited for Brocko to back away, before he launched himself forward straight at Riku without warning. He didn’t care if Riku wasn’t ready. He was doing this to simulate real combat, there are no referees or anything else in real combat, and Aspa needed to cut loose a lot. Approaching Riku, Aspa would cock back a fist. He was aiming for Riku’s face with it.
Aspa’s plan was simple, he was planning on using the face punch to make Riku focus on that, rather than noticing the fist that Aspa was going to use to punch his stomach with. If it worked, how Aspa knew it may, Riku would get a fist to his stomach.
Approaching Riku’s personal space, Aspa launched his right fist towards Riku’s face as fast as he could while bringing his left fist towards his stomach. He was attempting to teach Riku to look at everything instead of just one thing.
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Post by Riku on Sept 3, 2015 20:21:16 GMT
Riku nodded as Brocko sat out and then turned his attention back towards Aspa. As he did, Aspa quickly sprung into action, launching forwards in attempt to land a punch at Riku's face. Riku knew that Aspa wouldn't simply attack head on without having some sort of plan formulatwd and he studied the attack. His only conclusion was he was going to strike him with his other hand, making Riku believe the right punch was all he had to worry about. As Aspa closed in Riku lifted his arm, meeting the punch with his forearm. As he thought, Aspa began to drive his other fist forward, aiming for Riku's abdomen. Riku stopped the punch with his other hand, grasping the fist to a halt.
Riku met eyes with Aspa, glad he saw through that attack and smirked slighy. He attempted to back flip using Aspa's hand as leverage. The back flip would land a kick to his chin if Aspa didn't see it coming. It was meant to make Aspa stumble backward and if it landed, Riku would push off of the ground again and land an elbow towards his gut. If the attack didn't land, Riku would try to create distance by leaping backwards.
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Post by Deleted on Sept 8, 2015 14:47:31 GMT
Aspa saw the understanding of his attack within Riku’s eyes. Smirking as the less experienced warrior caught both hands and used them as leverage to back flip away from him, Aspa noticed him attempting to kick at his chin.
Aspa let the kick connect but jumped backwards to soften the blow to his chin so he wouldn’t get critically damaged by the attack. He wondered how he would be able to get in a good attack while he jumped backwards to gain some distance away from Riku.
Staring straight at Riku, plans started to formulate inside Aspa’s mind. He could use a improvised technique in order to draw Riku’s attention away from him, before appearing from an unexpected angle. But no, Riku might expect that. Mentally smirking, he wondered what Riku would do if Aspa simply continued to rush him while attacking.
Deciding to save the explosives for later, Aspa rushed Riku once more. This time, Aspa’s hands flashed outwards aiming to grab the back of Riku’s head in order to draw it forward into Aspa’s knee which he would raise in order to strike at Riku’s head should he be able to grab it. Should he not, Aspa would snap the rest of his leg forward in order to kick at his side.
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Post by Riku on Sept 8, 2015 16:05:34 GMT
With a small grin Riku glared at Aspa as his kick connected, striking his chin but only slightly, the blow not doing any real damage to the saiyan. Riku not for a second took his eyes of Aspa, taking in every move he made so he could prepare himself for Aspa's next attack. As Aspa fixed his position and began to smirk he stayed silent and motionless for a moment, as if thinking what he should do next. Riku eyed the azure saiyan, thinking that maybe he could strike while he was motionless. Within that moment Riku began to move, Aspa threw his hands at Riku, attempting to grab the back of his head.
Riku threw his arms up, meeting Aspa's hands with his own forearms. However, once Aspa had been blocked he snapped the rest of his leg, kicking at his side making Riku back away slowly. Riku grinned, a good tactic by Aspa, it seemed like the saiyan had a backup for all his attacks, a sign of a good fighter. Riku gave Aspa a sly smile and jumped forward, launching his knee at the saiyan's face, attempting to daze him by hitting him there. If he was successful he would attempt to leg sweep Aspa and slam him down to the ground with his fists. If the attack failed, he would attempt to use Aspa's head as leverage to flip over him. Part of him knew a head on attack wouldn't work on Aspa, but he hoped his follow up would work.
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Post by Deleted on Sept 13, 2015 22:27:23 GMT
Aspa watched Riku get forced backwards in response to his kick. Smirking, Aspa would put more distance between them by flying backwards away from Riku. Watching Riku come at him, Aspa smirked while continue to fly away from him.
As Riku aimed his knee at Aspa’s face, he would dodge it by tilting his head while flying slightly downwards, away from the knee and the other Saiyan. Aspa wondered if he should take off his weights or not. Deciding not to, Aspa flew away from the Saiyan, while getting kicked in the side by the attempted leg sweep. Not wincing a single bit from it, Aspa dodged the the attempt to slam him into the ground by pivoting in the air away from Riku.
Gaining distance away from Riku, Aspa flew backwards to keep an eye on Riku. Having gained a few dozen meters away from Riku, Aspa started to charge a technique in his right index finger. Aspa was charging up his Azure High Caliber technique. It was slightly stronger, but Aspa knew that Riku could handle it.
Having charged the required energy in his index finger, Aspa would expand a sphere of Ki at the tip of his finger while aiming it at Riku. Once the sphere of Ki was the size of a grapefruit, Aspa cocked his thumb back while grinning wildly. The sphere bathed everything in a blue light.
Snapping his thumb forward, Aspa touched the base of his index finger with the tip of his thumb and fired the mighty sphere of power at Riku’s chest. It flew fast, towards it’s target.
[UP2]Azure High Caliber fired!|Damage is: 9,581.88 rounded up to 9,582
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Post by Riku on Sept 15, 2015 3:04:15 GMT
As Riku had anticipated, Aspa simply dodged his knee attack, tilting his head and slightly floating downwards, avoiding the knee. With swift movement Riku had followed up with his leg sweep, which ended up just hitting the azure saiyan's side. As the kick struck Aspa, it seemed to have been just a minor bump for him, for Aspa didn't even wince the slightest bit. Gritting his teeth Riku went to slam his fists down, to which Aspa simply pivoted away from. Aspa sure as hell was swift, and a smart fighter. Riku fixed himself, standing straight up and glaring at Aspa, wondering what the saiyan would do next. To his surprise Aspa lifted his hand, extending his index finger which charged a ki sphere.
Riku arched an eyebrow, intrigued that Aspa was deciding to shoot blasts now. The sphere shot out of Aspa's finger, aiming straight towards Riku. With only seconds to think of what to do Riku looked at the incoming sphere, his mind measuring the blast. Without thinking it through, Riku rushed towards the blast, attempting to flip over it. As he raced to the blast, his body launched upward, the distance from the ground reaching dozens of feet. With him now airborne, Riku would use it to plummet a fist down at Aspa. Turning his body downward, he soared down to Aspa, a fist ready to strike him. This was a careless and reckless move, but Riku took his chances. If the attack failed, Riku would collide with the ground, taking damage to himself head on.
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