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Post by Yocho on Sept 6, 2015 12:02:12 GMT
[PL = 3,765]
Yocho perched on top of the wall of the New Turtle School again. He was getting quite used to it now. Watching the students train, and waiting for Rische to come to spar with him. It was becoming a routine, and one he hadn't dreamed about for 3 years. For 3 years, Yocho had avoided this place, and now. And now, he was finally starting to become happy again. Even if he was planning to kill the master. But for a few hours every day, he got to forget all that. He got to forget all the problems in his life (and there were a lot). So while perching on the wall, watching what he could have had, should have been heartbreaking, Yocho was happy that he could face his old rival in battle once again, and get stronger because of it.
Of course, once he got home, it was a different story. He missed everything and knew that if he hadn't been expelled, he would have everything Rische had. If he wasn't a Saiyan, would his life have been better or worse? Some nights it kept him up. But not today. Today, Yocho was back on the wall. And nothing else was important. And Yocho closed his eyes and started to relax.
And he opened his eyes suddenly!
Nothing. This was usually the part where Rische showed up: When Yocho was lost in his own thoughts. It was getting late, so Yocho considered whether or not to go back home, but decided he should try to find Rische. He was wearing a black outfit, and it was getting dark, so it shouldn't be too hard to find him. Yocho tried a massive jump to the roof of the school. It didn't go so well, and so he had to fly to get there. He needed to work on his jumping. If he was going to face the turtle hermit, he'd need every advantage he could get.
Yocho crawled on top of the roof, trying to remember where the dorms were. As soon as he thought he found it, he crawled into the chimney that led downwards and into the room. Yocho coughed from the dirt in there. He didn't think anybody noticed him as most were indoors and not watching the roof. As he crawled out from the fireplace, he realised that students would find it suspicious that he was sneaking around in the fireplace, but luckily, there was no one there...
BECAUSE THIS WASN'T THE DORM!
But it was an office. And Yocho wondered if there was anything interesting inside. Yocho looked at the book shelf. He wanted to train, though, not read. He looked at the computer. Opened up was a file on Rische. He skimmed through it, not seeing anything that important, except for the fact that Rische had gone on a "field trip" today! Yocho did a facepalm for being so foolish. Did Rische mention anything the other day? Yocho couldn't remember.
Actually, while he was here, he wondered if there was anything on Yocho himself. But as soon as he typed in his name, he heard a sound coming from outside! He decided to hide under the table. And as he hid, he realised that the one person who would own this office was the same person he wanted revenge on.
Was he ready to face the turtle hermit? Should he stay hidden? Would the turtle hermit find him? There were so many questions, and he was about to find out the answer to at least a few of the ones in his head.
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Post by Zexama on Sept 6, 2015 12:05:24 GMT
[Pl = offence/defensive = 2,684,864/3,188,276 Heavy weights on]
Oh the pain. Zexama had just gotten over the Kikoho pain that Rei had shotten at her in the previous battle and her body felt a bit weird and painful. She had to get over it though since she was the master of a school and needed to be strong so she could be a good role model to all of her students. She walked along the sand before beginning a flight to speed things up. Everyone knew that walking is a lot slower than flying so she decided to put her Ki energy into flying instead of just letting it boil up inside of her.
She had already gotten halfway there and it was beginning to become night time so she knew that she would still have to get some things done with the documents and profiles of the new students before she went to sleep. She stumbled into the school’s ground, it wasn’t actually night but more like after noon instead. She lied on the edge of the building that her office was built in and just rested, trying to avoid as much attention as she could. As she waited her eyes drifted shut before they seemed to flash open just a second later. When she looked around she saw that the sky had turned from a dark orange to a pitch black, she almost couldn’t see if it wasn’t for the moon and the few light that surrounded the Turtle School during the night.
She stood up and flew up to her office where she opened the door. However as her hand touched the handle her scouter made a beeping noise and displayed information that was soon supported with audio. ”It seems someone is in your office.” Zexama quickly sent out a large and loud telepathic message to anyone that would be in that room. ”I know you are in there, I think that you be best to stay there and hope you aren’t stealing my things.” Zexama hoped so desperately that when she opened the door that there wouldn’t be candy wrappers all over the ground.
She walked into the room and mad a three sixty rotation with her neck alone as she walked in the middle of the room. Her neck span back around and the scouter made no beeping but only showed the location of the person. Zexama’s footsteps had been light and soft and she had tried to make as little sound as she could without using too much effort. She knew that the thing was hiding underneath her desk so she flicked her fingers and around the room flashes of fire appeared before the fire place that Yocho had crawled out of recently caught on fire as well and the light covered the entire room.
Anyone with eyes would be able to see that half the room was filled with heaps of candy and better yet the tables, chairs, lights and other things were all coloured pink and had added candy drawings on it. She had a clever idea that was sure to freak out the intruder whoever they might be. She lifted both her hands to the air and everything in the room, every piece of candy, the tables, the dust from in-between the carpet and even strands of the carpet itself. It lifted everything up, except Yocho. Yocho had not been lifted up by Zexama’s telekinetic force but was now the only thing that was close or on the ground. ”So, what are you doing in my office?” Zexama waited for the intruder to speak what he was doing.
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Post by Yocho on Sept 6, 2015 12:12:08 GMT
As he hid under the table, he could hear a voice telling the turtle hermit that there was someone here. Yocho's voice started racing. And then he heard a voice telling him to stay there! He wasn't stealing anything, but it was still an intimidating moment. As the lights turned on, he could barely see anything from under the table, but when the furniture started floating, he was fine to see.
And then he realised the furniture was floating and that the turtle hermit was probably causing it.
Slightly creeped out at the fact that the turtle hermit could move things with her MIND, Yocho had to control the urge to levitate along with them. (He also had to control the urge to laugh at the candy wrappers all over the place. This woman was the turtle hermit, so she must be incredibly powerful.) He looked back and forth to the computer.
"I... Uh..." He looked straight at Zexama. "It doesn't matter why I'm here. How I got lost. Who I came looking for. What matters is that I'm here now. And I hate you. And everything you stand for." Yocho looked at the candy. "Except maybe the candy. I mean, who doesn't love candy?" Yocho got into his fighting stance.
What was he doing? He could handle himself in a fight against Rische, but he wasn't anywhere near strong enough to face the turtle hermit, was he? But, she loved candy and pink. How strong could she really be? No. Yocho saw her power just now. She couldn't be underestimated. But he had already smack-talked her now, he couldn't go back. Oh well, he'd just have to be smart about this.
Let's see, he didn't want to reveal he could fly. So what else could he do? He was just seeing how far he could jump, so how about that? He flew to one of the chairs and sat on it. He made out that it was just a jump. Even if he couldn't beat her (which he was hoping he could), he could still mess with her mind. He grabbed a piece of candy and started eating it, while at the same time sliding off the chair to kick Zexama. He was hoping that the candy "theft" would distract her enough so that he could hurt her.
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Post by Zexama on Sept 6, 2015 12:20:39 GMT
Zexama watched as the person that had somehow gotten into her office lying on the ground and looked quite shock, with a small laugh she narrowed her eye brows in confusion as the guy when rambling on about being lost and how much she hated Zexama…? What? Well, at least he didn’t hate Candy. ”What the hell are you talking about you fool?” She gave a loud laugh before seeing him jump up onto her candy chair that was in the air and eat some of HER candy. It was a vintage $9205 chocolate bar and had a winning ticket inside of it, of course she could have made some more later so she didn’t really mind. However, she saw this as a good time to play a little joke.
She watched a he was about to try and attack Zexama and she let him so easily and she flew across the room and made it seem like she was knocked completely unconscious. She now had time to think about what this guy was. She couldn’t think of anything on the top of her head so she tried thinking about the reports and the pictures on the profiles that were on her computer. She had only been able to see his face for a second but she thought about all the profiles that she had read and reports say that he was expelled from the for trying to kill someone. That still didn’t answer the question to why whoever this guy was hated Zexama but she decided to wait for this guy to come over to Zexama so she could do something tricky on him and surprise him before bomb barding him with questions about why the guy hated her just for being the turtle hermit. So confusing.
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Post by Yocho on Sept 6, 2015 12:23:24 GMT
Yocho had knocked out the turtle hermit. The turtle hermit! He had to control his celebrations, though, or else he would choke on the chocolate bar. So he just decided to savor the taste in celebration. Candy theft and knocking the turtle hermit unconscious? Yocho was feeling pretty proud of himself. Just as he was nearing the middle of the chocolate bar (he was too busy savoring the taste to get very far), he tasted something papery. He spit it out of his mouth and looked at it. The chocolate around the paper had been eaten, but it was bitten, wet, crumpled, broken and just plain eaten (the paper actually went really well with the chocolate) beyond recognition. He tried to make out what it used to say, but the ink was practically gone. He considered eating the rest of it with the chocolate, but decided to throw it on the floor.
Then Yocho finished off the chocolate bar. He had a lot of time. How often would he get to go inside the turtle hermit's office with the turtle hermit herself unconscious inside? Finally, after a few minutes of finishing the chocolate bar and just relaxing, he decided to go over to the turtle hermit's body.
She was pink. He never noticed that before. He didn't know what species she was, but he didn't really care. She wasn't human? So what?! Neither was he. And he was part of a warrior race that wanted to take over the universe. All that mattered to him was that she was the turtle hermit, and she deserved pain. So he towered above her body as he considered what to do next.
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Post by Zexama on Sept 6, 2015 12:42:20 GMT
As Zexama remembered all the information that was written on the profile of this particular students she found his first since she didn’t remember the last name but she also found out that this person was quite a good fighter, however not good enough for Zexama. As the Yocho most confidently spat out the winning ticket and walked over to Zexama, she released the thin pieces of candy line as they went underground before latching onto Yocho’s feet and attempting to go up and all around Yocho’s body including his tail. She got back up and kept all the furniture in the room floating before laughing with a smile still on her face. ”Well Yocho, you realise that I was keeping the stuff in the air right? Meaning I wasn’t knocked out, oh well.”
Zexama sat back down on a chair that quickly zoomed down underneath her on command, she still had her hand up, making sure she could at any time increase pressure on any part of Yocho’s body, up to his neck of course. ”We need a punishment… Hmm… Let’s say, you get your tail squeezed for breaking into my office and eating my chocolate.” Zexama clenched her fist together which made the candy that was wrapped around Yocho’s got smaller and smaller, making it sure to at least hurt Yocho quite a bit if the candy bind worked. Zexama smiled as she let go of the candy bind and all the candy turned into a plate with a little chocolate brownie on it. A knife and fork floated next to the floating plate and two chairs appeared behind both of them. The chairs were made from all of the candy in the room, it all zoomed together and smashed into place until the chair was stable and worthy to sit on. She sat on it and the table fell to the ground in front of her.
”So Yocho, would you like to explain why you tried to kill me just earlier? Why would you hate me I wonder… Hmm, also, you must be in pain after that tail being violated… care to take a seat and finish off that brownie? I wouldn’t mind it you wanted seconds either.” Zexama spoke to him casually as she tapped away on the computer. She smiled as she turned the computer off and moved her chair around the computer so they could look at each other without anything blocking their connection in eyesight.
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Post by Yocho on Sept 6, 2015 12:46:15 GMT
Yocho looked at Zexama as he thought about what she was saying. Well, of course she couldn't have been unconscious. He really should have thought of that before he decided to celebrate his victory. He could have taken her by surprise as well...
Just like she now took him by surprise. Was that... Candy that was surrouding him now? Either way, it really hurt. More than it should have. He knew what it was. During training with Rische especially, Yocho had found out just how much grabbing the tail hurt. But yet he could never see it coming. After a while of squirming under the pressure, Zexama finally seemed to let him go. Yocho allowed himself to breathe a sigh of relief.
And then Zexama turned the candy into a brownie: His favourite dessert. But he figured it was a trap. He headed towards the candy-chair with caution, seemingly finding the candy-chairs and table normal. He had heard Zexama telepathically call out to him and move furniture with her mind. Nothing could surprise him anymore. Besides, at least they were on the floor.
But he couldn't eat the brownie. It could be dangerous. Poisonous. Disgusting. He shivered at that last thought. But after sitting down and staring down the turtle hermit for a few minutes, his stomach started rumbling. He had waited for Rische so long that he had forgotten to eat! As he started to think that, he looked at the brownie again. He didn't want to do this, but his stomach wanted what his stomach wanted...
And he wolfed down the brownie without a second thought. He ignored the fork and knife and just ate it with his hands, he was that hungry. After he finished, he held up the plate to Zexama again.
"You want me to answer your questions?" Yocho smiled cheekily. "More please!"
As soon as he said that, he thought about something. He needed to stop the small-talk. He needed to fight. He needed to beat the turtle hermit and get his revenge.
But right now, he was just too hungry to think about that!
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Post by Zexama on Sept 6, 2015 13:00:02 GMT
Zexama couldn’t help but chuckle when Yocho ate the chocolate brownie without even using the the knife or fork that was provided too him. ”Well you’re hungry aren’t you? Alright, I’ll give you some more if you promise straight away… alright?” Zexama laughed as she raised a hand to her chin and rested her head on her arm as she waited for him to respond to the questions that Zexama had asked just before. She selected a button and a juice box popped out of the arm rest of her chair and into her hand where a straw went into her mouth and she drank the apple blast juice box as a whole.
She raised her hand and clicked her finger a single time, then, at that very moment seven chocolate brownies, each one bigger than the last, spawned on top of the plate that now belonged to Yocho. Zexama shrugged her shoulders and opened her mouth only to watch two of the brownies that were on the top of the pile fly towards Zexama then into her mouth. She smiled as she swallowed them and said in a cheeky tone. ”Just taste testing.” Zexama looked at person that wasn’t explaining himself without something in return, like a brownie.
It was funny how this guy just bombarded into Zexama’s office and wanted to potentially kill her. Zexama watched the person and thought that she should just press his tail until he said the questions, therefore she didn’t have to waste stupid magic and could get want she wanted even quicker than if she was doing it the nice way. However, that would be mean, and Zexama wasn’t a fan of being mean, so, she didn’t do that, she just let him enjoy his chocolate brownies and the she would wait to see what this guy had with Zexama.
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Post by Yocho on Sept 6, 2015 13:28:22 GMT
Yocho watched as Zexama drank the juice box. What was she, 5? But from what he had seen, she was definitely qualified to be the turtle hermit.
When the brownies appeared, Yocho looked at them, and then back at Zexama.
"Whatever. Just give me the brownies. They're the best I've ever tasted."
In hidnsight, he probably shouldn't have told her that. She could easily use that against him. But oh well. Yocho was hungry. And maybe he could use this time to figure out how he was going to answer her questions, if at all. This was something he had never told anyone before. And he was never planning to.
His thoughts were broken by Zexama stealing two of his brownies. He growled slightly at her in retaliation. Although, he supposed it wasn't really stealing since it belonged to her in the first place. It was then followed by a realisation that the brownies couldn't be cursed or poisonous since she had just eaten two. Unless the other five were. Why did this have to be so tough? Why did this have to be so hard to say? He was hoping the other five brownies had some sort of truth serum in or something, or else...
Or else, he'd have to tell the turtle hermit the truth. All on his own. And he wasn't sure he was ready for that.
Yocho realised he hadn't started on the brownies yet. He dug in and had one at a time. It was so amazing. And now was the moment of truth. Yocho was about to tell Zexama everything...
But first, he decided to stall for a little bit. Yocho looked right at Zexama and spoke to her confidently: "Ok, I'll tell you if you really want to hear. But I want your promise that you won't say a word until after I finish. What you're about to hear is going to change everything. Are you ready to face the consequences? Are you ready to learn why I hate you? Why I want to kill you? Leave me be now and everything will be the same. I'll still be trying to kill you and you'll still be trying to teach your "students". Stop now and forever keep the peace. So tell me now: Do you still want to know the answers to your questions?"
He spoke confidently, but he hoped the turtle hermit didn't look down where his legs were shaking. This was his last chance to avoid speaking the truth, and even though he felt nothing like how he spoke, he had to say that. If not, then he would have to do something he'd never done before: Show weakness.
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Post by Zexama on Sept 7, 2015 10:31:04 GMT
Zexama watched as Yocho scoffed down the numerous amount of brownies before she raised her hand off of her chin for a few seconds while saying in a rewarding voice. ”Well you have been a good little guy, here’s a reward.” She dropped her chin back onto the comfy support of her gooey pink skin which seemed to wrap around her chin as she sunk down into it like a soft comfy cushion. She snapped her fingers in the air and the five bags appear next to her and were suddenly filled will with the double chocolate fudge chocolate paste with chocolate sprinkles brownies, pure yumminess, brought to you by Zex corp.
With a large grin Zexama saw that Yocho was struggling to not tell Zexama the truth about the questions she had asked, Zexama wanted to know these answers so she could actually find out what the hell was going on inside this guy’s head. She leaned her head to one side as the guy spoke a bunch of words, from Yocho’s view it sounded like this: "Ok, I'll tell you if you really want to hear. But I want your promise that you won't say a word until after I finish. What you're about to hear is going to change everything. Are you ready to face the consequences? Are you ready to learn why I hate you? Why I want to kill you? Leave me be now and everything will be the same. I'll still be trying to kill you and you'll still be trying to teach your "students". Stop now and forever keep the peace. So tell me now: Do you still want to know the answers to your questions?” However, to Zexama all it sounded like to her was: ”So I will tell you the answers. Make sure you say a words every few times I say a word. Blah blah blah, something something something, make sure you say heaps of words, make me angry, it will be funny blah, something. Do you still want to know?” Zexama gave a massive smile before responding with a single word. ”OK.”
Now, whenever Yocho would start to begin, Zexama would say a random word, probably like Candy or like chocolate. However, if Yocho would get mad and stop she would raise her temper and filled the room with leaks of steam that would gush out from the holes across her body. ”HOW DARE YOU CHALLENGE MY RIGHTS?! I COULD SQUISH YOU INTO A PEBBLE IF I WAS BOTHERED! I guess I’ll just take my brownies back.” She would have said similar things like that continually and hopefully make Yocho be pissed off in the process.
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Post by Yocho on Sept 7, 2015 23:21:14 GMT
Yocho leaned back and tensed. This was it. The moment that could decide the rest of his life. He calmed himself down in his head and looked at Zexama again. He even ignored the seemingly delicious brownies that Zexama had made appear because of how important this was. "You might want to sit down," he said.
Then he realised she was already sitting down. "Oh, right." "Candy." "Umm... What?..." "Candy." "O... K?..." Yocho was confused, but he decided to go on.
"There's a reason I hate you. Hate the turtle hermit, and..." "Chocolate." Yocho looked at Zexama, but he didn't say anything yet. He wasn't sure what she was doing, but he wasn't going to get distracted. Although, he wasn't exactly sure why he was doing this in the first place. He was keeping his word, he supposed, but there must be another reason. He just didn't know it yet. And he supposed until he figured that out, he needed to keep speaking, and that meant not wanting to destroy the turtle hermit yet. That would come much later. When she was distracted. Was that it? Was that why he needed to keep speaking? So that she could be distracted enough that he could beat her?
Huh.
Yocho was a better tactician than he thought. He was quite proud of himself. That must be the reason, right? That must be the reason he was telling her his inner-most secrets, right? So he decided to play her little game and use this opportunity to really hurt her.
"I hate you because you betrayed me. The turtle hermit betrayed me. And now I can see you're exactly the same." "Candy." "The turtle hermit is supposed to be a guide, to care about their students..." "Candy." The anger was there, but it wasn't important right now. "But the turtle hermit left me for dead! And you're doing the same thing!" "CANDY!" "Haven't you noticed how one of your students is sneaking off school premises every day? He came to train with me! Because he knows that you're a terrible turtle hermit!" "CANDY!!!" It was working. The turtle hermit was getting angry! So he took his chance. "BE QUIET!" And Yocho punched the turtle hermit harder than he'd ever punched anyone before!
But the punch didn't do much damage, and Zexama recovered quickly. But suddenly she started steaming - Literally! Pretty soon, the whole room was covered in smoke, and Yocho wasn't afraid to admit (to himself, not to anyone else) that he was afraid. "HOW DARE YOU CHALLENGE MY RIGHTS?! I COULD SQUISH YOU INTO A PEBBLE IF I WAS BOTHERED! I guess I’ll just take my brownies back." Zexama must have noticed the way he was looking at the new brownies with lust before and decided to use that against him, but he wasn't done yet. Yocho started punching furiously until he reached a solid object: Zexama. He was now shouting at her while still punching:
"You think you could squish me into a pebble?! Well, you can't! Because I'm already a pebble!" That... Came out wrong. "My entire life, I have had nothing, been nothing. I lived in a small house and all I had was the Turtle School! You took that away from me! I will never forgive you, turtle hermit!" The steam was getting in the way slightly, but Yocho could still feel his punches hitting the turtle hermit. "I'm already a pebble. Because I am nothing. And my home was taken from me by you. And every single day I feel the pain of losing my tail again. And you will never know what that feels like!" Yocho just noticed Zexama was silent for once. She was probably planning her next move. He didn't know. "And I will always be a monster and I will always hurt people! I am a pebble and you are... DEAD!" And Yocho did another hard punch. He wasn't sure whether she even felt it or not, but Yocho felt the impact and it was a stronger punch than he was used to.
Yocho felt relief in his heart. Maybe, maybe he really did need to say this. But the one person who knew the truth thought he was scum. So he ignored the incredible feeling of finally sharing his feelings and spoke to Zexama: "So here's what's going to happen now. You're going to let me finish the brownies. Then, I'm going to fight you. And I'm going to kill you. Or, you don't let me finish the brownies, we fight, I kill you. It's up to you."
Yocho was probably making a big mistake, but it was the only option he had left. Tonight, he was going to fight the turtle hermit, and he would win.
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Post by Zexama on Sept 9, 2015 23:33:19 GMT
Zexama sat down on her chair and thought about everything that the young stupid boy said. She realised that one of the older Turtle Hermits must have betrayed this guy in some way that has obviously stayed with him since this point, she herself had nothing to do with it and was tempted to start saying things like, ‘I’m new here you know?’. However, as things proceeded she began to grow very mad. This prick knew nothing about Zexama, and he thought he would start punching her in the face. The punches did absolutely nothing for the first few times and Zexama forcefully kept her position, then, he said this. ”And you will never know what it feels like.” That’s when the punches really started to hurt.
Zexama’s power began to drop along with her happiness, a single punch sent her flying across the room and into the wall where she was continued to be punched. The steam in the room start to zoom back into their original place back in Zexama and her eyes began to produce tears. Only about three fell, trailing across her check and dropping to the ground from the side of her chin. Her entire body rippled back after every punch that was made by Yocho, her body should have been in pain, but all she could think about was the amount of pain that SHE had gone through. She remembered the 1,000,000 years when she sat in an egg, not existing, just being there doing nothing what so ever, she remembered the time that when she was finally free, she was tortured, for over 6 years without a single break, without any time to drink or eat.
She also remembered the sadness that was brought upon her when she thought it was her fault that her sister and adopted father had died once she left them. Zexama’s body tensed up and would have tried to bounce the hand back as hard as he could, she almost tried to break it with the amount of force she placed upon it. Zexama’s eye locked on straight towards Yocho’s and she took a step forward. ”How dare you.” Zexama’s body got off the wall and she quickly lifted her arm up and tried to grab Yocho by the neck. Her quick reflexes made her fly up a bit off the ground, enough to make both of them not touching the ground.
As the hand on the guy’s throat would have been threatening it was not meant to actually choke him, she just held him there to show how quickly she could kill him if he made another wrong move. She held him still and continue to glare at him straight with the eyes and not a single time blinking since her biology didn’t need her to. Zexama’s aura charged up and her Ki became visible to both of them, her pink flaring waves of Ki flew around her and danced up and done. ”I WILL NEVER FEEL HOW YOU FEEL? I ALREADY HAVE!” Zexama’s body zoomed forward and tried to bring Yocho with her, still attached to her neck.
Zexama started shouting and him straight in his face as well as making spit fly out of Zexama’s mouth and onto Yocho’s, most likely. Zexama tried to smash him against the wall of the office with extreme force. ”YOU WANT TO FIGHT ME HUH? LET ME TELL YOU WHAT YOU WILL NEVER FEEL!” Zexama dropped him before wrapping her hands around his head and kneeing him in the stomach with just as much force as before. She then continued to shout at hi with Ki infused voice. ”I SAT, FOR ONE FUCKING MILLION YEARS! ONE WHOLE MILLION! DOING NOTHING, I JUST SAT THERE IN AN EGG WAITING TO BE SUMMONED. THE FIRST DAY I WAS BORN I WAS TORTURED! THEN AFTER THAT I WAS TORTURED FOR OVER 6 BLOODY YEARS! I didn’t have a single break to drink or eat food, they just tortured me to extract me for my powers.”
Another punch was tried to be planted into the side of his face before she continued her story. ”BUT WAIT! There’s more! I had my first family and they disappeared and I THOUGHT IT WAS MY FAULT! Then, my first friend, my best friend DIED AND I COULDN’T HELP AT ALL!” Zexama tried to grab his clothes and lifted him up off the ground and through him across the room and into another wall. ”ZEXAMA THAT’S ENOUGH!” Zexama’s old master came crashing through the door and grabbed Zexama by the hands to restrain her. ”Forgive me master.” Zexama faced back towards Yocho before speaking at him. ”If you’re hurt rest at the Dorms, I will fight you tomorrow.” Zexama walked out of the room with stomps following, she went into her own room and tried to drift off to sleep.
[Not an exit. If you want to fight tomorrow then just make half of your post now and the rest you getting ready for tomorrow or something, I can’t tell you what to do so your choice. Btw, I really enjoyed this post, thanks for setting it up for me =3]
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Post by Yocho on Sept 11, 2015 2:01:02 GMT
Once Yocho had knocked Zexama to the wall, he continued punching her, but she seemed different. Whereas before she was cheeky and cheerful, now she seemed to have lost all that. It seemed impossible to him, but the turtle hermit almost seemed... Sad. Yocho didn't know how to feel about that. All this time, he had thought of the turtle hermit as a teacher. Nothing more, nothing less. But here she was, feeling the same way he did, and... And Yocho didn't want to care. He kept punching her, and then he asked her to fight. Even when he noticed that she might be crying, he did nothing. Was he really that selfish? To ignore someone in pain just because he felt bad for himself?
He didn't have time to answer his own question as Zexama finally started recovering. She said to him "How dare you." On the one hand, it hurt more than it should have. He suddenly realised what he had done. On the other, even if he was starting to question his motives, he had made the turtle hermit angry. He was pretty proud of himself in the circumstances. He hurt the turtle hermit both physically and mentally.
Once again, his thoughts were interrupted as Zexama got of the wall and reached for his neck. Yocho could feel how tight her grip was around here. One wrong move, and he was dead. Was this it? Did he go too far? Was this Yocho's last stand? Although not really a stand as almost immediately after she grabbed his neck, the two started floating. And as Zexama started speaking, Yocho realised just how similar the two were. Just last night, when he was fighting and almost died, he made the exact same movement. Well, almost. He had used his tail to try to choke a stronger man, even floating up to reach him. Zexama wasn't as blatantly aggressive as Yocho was, but he saw it. And now she had him right where she wanted him and she was telling him her sad past.
No. Yocho couldn't feel sorry for her. He hated her. He was thinking this as he realised she was glowing. He tried to move in reaction, he tried to do something, anything, but he knew he couldn't. Not yet. Not now. He had to blink a few times to get used to this weird pink... What was the word? Aura. He remembered it from his time at the school. She pushed him towards the wall on the opposite side. Yocho could feel the power of the aura surrounding her. And he also knew it was more powerful than he could even dream of. He came here to train. He stayed here to destroy the turtle hermit. And now he was about to die.
As Zexama spoke, she was spitting in his face. That was how powerful just her voice was at the moment. He was pretty sure she could destroy a mountain if she wanted to, and Yocho was no mountain. He listened to her, though. He listened to her story, and even though he didn't remember the first few years of his life, he was pretty sure he wasn't tortured and while he had lost his family at an early age, he definitely didn't blame himself. In fact, he always seemed to blame other people for what happened to him. Maybe that's why he was so angry all the time. Oh well, it didn't matter at the moment. Finally, when Yocho thought he was going to lose hope, a person he didn't recognise charged through the office and stopped Zexama. They called her out and Zexama offered a challenge to Yocho: Tomorrow he would finally get his wish to fight the turtle hermit properly. She offered him the chance to rest at the dorms, but he was going to take this chance to train harder than before and beat Zexama this time.
But this time, it wasn't pure and total hatred for the turtle hermit that made him want to win, it was the chance to face off against her once more. To go up against the best of the best and to get stronger in the process.
Ugh. What was up with him? Now was not the time to be getting soppy. Rische was his rival, not the turtle hermit. The turtle hermit was his enemy. Maybe he really did need that rest.
But first, Zexama and the mysterious other person left. And Yocho collapsed. And for the first time since he could remember, he started crying his eyes out. He rarely cried. He hated his life, but he never cried. But today? Meeting someone who had gone through worse than he had? He had to cry. For him and for her. For the life that they should've had, the life that they never had. He should be leading a normal life on... On Earth. On Earth. Definitely on Earth. And Zexama would be, what? Stuck in an egg? Or maybe have a family. And a best friend. He pinched himself. Stop it. He hated the turtle hermit and she hated him. And that's how it should be. There was no use dwelling on a past he couldn't change. There was only the present and what he could do was get revenge for the past three years of his life. Which meant defeating the turtle hermit. Which meant training as hard as he could tonight.
And train he did. After around half an hour of getting lost, Yocho finally found the dorms. He was hoping Rische would be back by now, buut he had no such luck. He walked into the dorm to a group of suspicious eyes watching him. When he introduced himself as Yocho, he expected to be met with glares and hatred. After all, he nearly killed a man three years ago, and put a kid in a coma before that. But, apparently, Rische had told them that he was a good guy and that they were training together. (He didn't tell them he wanted to destroy the turtle hermit, but maybe that was for the best.) In fact, as soon as he introduced himself, they all reached out to shake his hands!
Yocho told them he was going to fight Master Zexama tomorrow, and they agreed to help him train. They told him that they could sneak out of the dorms and out onto the field where they could train properly. After some sneaking around (Yoch felt more nimble already). The nine other people in Rische's dorm stood in a circle and beckoned Yocho to the middle. Then they charged at him! At first he tried flying away, but the guys grabbed his tail and pulled back, dragging him back down (not to mention the pain!). There was no escaping from this circle. Yocho had no choice but to fight.
They continued more easily, normally only a few people charging at a time, but when he started fending them off, all nine started attacking. He closed his eyes and focused his ears on where the attacks were coming from. Of course, he failed more times than he succeeded, but in the end, after he had finally collapsed the circle with all nine students charging at him and defeating them in battle, he felt ready as he ever would.
Scarred and bruised, he went to the cafeteria where he he had a massive breakfast. He needed it after the training he'd just been through (and the lack of sleep), and the fight he was about to have.
After breakfast, he headed to the same field he had just trained in, waiting for Zexama to arrive so that he could finally defeat her. What he'd do after that he'd decide later, and whether or not he actually liked Zexama or not, right now, that wasn't important. Right now, the fight was all that mattered.
And Yocho was ready.
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Post by Zexama on Sept 14, 2015 11:37:03 GMT
Zexama’s giant amount of force pressing against the door shatter it to pieces, her master gave a shout to her about fixing the door and Zexama a rude remark in response. ”ZEXAMA! Fix the door right this instant!” Shouted the master with a booming voice. ”KEEP YOUR GOD DAMN MOUTH SHUT! I’LL FIX IT IN THE MORNING!” Zexama grabbed the other door in her right hand, the sheer force of the pressure impacted upon the door resulted in it gaining a dent straight away appeared a splinters went flying around the room. She slammed it shut so hard that the hinges fell to the ground along with the door. ”I’m going to meditate, you better train you stupid idiot, I’ll be fighting you in the morning.” After she stormed out of the she heard one of the students come up to her and quickly give her a hug, it was one of her five year old students, the youngest they usually accepted here. Zexama startled a bit before embracing the hug and letting a few tears fall before the kid began to look up a tiny bit and speak to Zexama with a hint of a whisper involved. ”Hey, master Zexy. While you were storming out of the room, I saw eight students follow that Yocho guy out of the courtyard!” Zexama raised an eye brow in confusion and said in a cheerful yet prideful voice. ”Oh really, how on earth would you know that?” Zexama was then caught off guard as two students that were attached to the wall jumped off and pulled off the masks revealing cheeky smiles and chubby adorable faces. Then, in unison then went into a quite appealing formation and shouting in unison. ”WE ARE POWER! WE ARE JUSTICE! WE SHALL PREVIEL! WE ARE THE PJPs! We all wear pjs and we all have P at the start of our name so yeah.”
Even though it didn’t answer Zexama’s question she shrugged her shoulders and just let it not bug her to much before high fiving all of them with fierce sound waves pounding off them with every hit. After walking through the hallway she walked into her meditation area and closed her eyes while standing in the doorway, she saw once that Kaula had spilt her body into two, she needed to try and be in two places at once, but she didn’t think she could. With serious amounts of concentration a second Zexama popped out of the original one and suppressed its power to the amount of the average student. [Multi form learnt and used.] Zexama one, the one with suppressed Pl: Zexama waved to the copy of herself that was currently standing in the middle of the room and started to light the candles of the room. She walked down the hallway and quickly started sprinting with light feet and in a matter of seconds had zoomed through the mass amounts of hallways and pathways and made it to the courtyard. She snapped her fingers and her body covered in gold sparkles before it was replaced with a new body, a person that she hadn’t seen before, hopefully this Yocho wouldn’t know the people in cabin and wouldn’t figure out that she was just a random person.
As the training began Zexama purposely went easy on Yocho so that he wouldn’t grow too suspicious about his presence, as she saw another person come that had met Yocho from earlier she quickly did a sprint while Yocho wasn’t looking to try and get away without his attention. Zexama two: Zexama had spent the entire night floating in the middle of the room with her legs crossed and her fingers placed in a special way. Her mind focused on the memories and trying to keep her anger from exploding out on other people around her like she had done earlier. She smelt the sweet scent of the candles and smiled at the smell of them, she used the smell to cease her anger and limit her thoughts to that of good ones.
After the entire night was spent focusing on a common goal, she had come to peace, her memories settled to rest and her mind calm. Her other body had spent the entire night fighting with Yocho and she had actually felt quite impressed about his power, heh, for a saiyan of course. As the bodies grew more and more close together mentally, the bodies changed into small chunks of goo and combine together so that they could confront Yocho in a proper battle to the ‘death’. [One person again] She walked up to the arena which she could already see that Yocho was waiting for, she could see around all the people that had gathered by the rumours that were spread around the entire school. She looked to the announcer that was standing in the middle of the tournament stadium on a massive platform with many microphones attached to it. ”LADIES AND GENTLEMEN! I WELCOME YOU TO THE BATTLE YOU’VE ALL BEEN WAITING FOR, THE BATTLE OF THE TWO WARRIORS!!!” The audience started to scream in excitement as the battle began to be set up with cameras a lights that illuminated the area for easy vision.
”THESE FIRECE WARRIORS! ONE OF THEM IS YOUR VERY POWERFUL TURTLE SENSEI, THE OTHER IS SOME GUY THAT WAS EXPELLED FROM THE SCHOOL A WHILE BACK!” People of the crowd started throwing things into the arena for reasons that Zexama wouldn’t really understand. Zexama looked to the audience while giving a smirk to Yocho on the way, she held up her arms and shot Ki balls into the sky. Every shot made the crowd look in amazement at the great amounts of power.
”THE NEW TURTLE SENSEI OF THE SCHOOL IS HAVING HER FIRST FIGHT! SHE HAS ONLY BEEN HERE FOR A MONTH AND HAD ALREADY GOTTEN IN HEAPS OF TROUBLE!!!!” More cheers filled the area as Zexama smiled at the people of the crowd before looking at Yocho with very steady eyes, concentrating on every movement that he made so she could determine and try to improve his strength as well as make as much of a fool as she could out of this guy.
”OH please guys, thanks for all the trouble, but seriously, this guy won’t knock me over once!” Zexama gave a smile and waved to the crowd more as their attention was set on Zexama. ”Alright guys, the more you cheer on Yocho, the LESS BOOT CAMP YOU IDIOTS ALL GET ONCE THIS BATTLE IS FINISHED! GOT IT??!?!” The announcer took this moment and shouted into the microphones surrounding him on his stadium and made a quick spin to enthusiac his performance. ”ALRIGHT! WITHOUT FURTHER TO DO!!!!!! BEGIN THE FIGHT, BETWEEN THESE MIGHTY WARRIORS!!!!!!!!!!!!!”[/color] Zexama just stood there in a defence position so that she could let Yocho have the first hit, that is if he even had the power TO hit her. ”Don’t worry Yocho you can do it.” The audience began to scream one common name. YOCHO YOCHO YOCHO YOCHO YOCHO YOCHO YOCHO YOCHO!” And on it went, the steady shout of the thought to be future winner, at least so they didn’t have to do boot camp.
[Sorry, post lacked muse cause I had to write it twice, computer decided to reboot.]
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Post by Yocho on Sept 15, 2015 22:31:53 GMT
Yocho watched as Zexama entered the arena. He smiled a cocky smile. After all, he had hurt her yesterday, even if it wasn't exactly... Right... Although the cockiness was gone when the announcer called him a warrior. He couldn't help it. He was excited. Just two days ago he had faced down an opponent so much bigger than him, but today, he was facing an opponent he shouldn't be able to beat. And yet he nearly had.
Yocho barely remembered that he was here to kill Zexama, all he cared about was the fight. It was the same way he forgot all his problems when he was training with Rische. Because a lot of his problems recently were because of the turtle hermit. Not all of them, but for the past three years, it was all he thought about. But the announcer was right. Yocho was a warrior. And today was the day his life would have some sense of normality. Today was the day he would defeat the turtle hermit and... And... Something. Maybe his life would finally have meaning. Maybe he could become the new turtle hermit. He smiled at that. But was that what he wanted?
What did Yocho want?
Yocho pinched himself. Now wasn't the time. When he beat the turtle hermit, he would have plenty of time to figure out what to do with his life.
Though it didn't help when the only thing the announcer knew about him was that he got expelled. Or the fact that some of the students were throwing things at him. He jumped about to avoid them, though there were a few laughs at his expense when he got knocked back by one of them. Seriously! What was that anyway? He scratched his head and picked up a can while he sat. It was giant and full to the brim with corn. He could pick it up easily, but it was incredibly heavy and it was no wonder he got knocked back by it. He used his strength to open the can and stuffed the corn into his mouth. Once he stood up, about half the corn was swallowed, but the other half was still in his mouth, making his cheeks look massive!
At this time, he heard the crowd yelling his name. He was so focused on the dodging and eating that he completely missed everything that happened between him being announced and him being cheered! Forgetting to swallow the rest of the corn, he stood there bowing at everyone and pumping his fist in the air with his fat cheeks. He scanned the crowd looking for the nine people he had trained with yesterday and waved at them. Strangely enough, he only saw eight of the students in the stand. He was sure there were nine though. He must have been misremembering. Oh well, it wasn't important.
Rische wasn't here either. He must have still been on his field trip. Or he thought Yocho still wanted to kill Zexama, which was... Debatable. Either way, his best friend wasn't here. But that wasn't important right now. Today, like a couple of days ago. Yocho was a fighter. A warrior. And he was here to win.
When Zexama told him "Don’t worry Yocho you can do it,", he realised she was taunting him, the same way she had feigned unconsciousness the previous day. So he decided to have some fun with this. (The cheering was definitely a pretty major factor in him enjoying himself and being so confident.) He walked slowly up to Zexama. When he was up close to her, he kneeled down and curled his hands into fists, as if to punch her in the face. The crowd seemed to think this too. As he lifted up his fists, rather than punching Zexama, he punched his own cheeks, sending a flurry of half-eated corn into her face, hopefully getting enough in her eyes to provide enough time to punch her without her being ready.
And so, as the crowd continued cheering for him, Yocho punched Zexama square in the chest as hard as he could.
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