Post by Abzerute on Dec 14, 2015 18:51:08 GMT
PL: 15,771
Heavy Weights: ON
Suppressed Form: Active
The bronze Arcosian parked his new ship, which he had yet to decide on a name for yet, in a geo-synchronous orbit around the planet of Aoi Brenchia. It was quite a vessel, a command deck that was befitting an Arcosian, a grouping of quarters that would allow for at least four people including himself, as well as space enough for any future technological and facility upgrades to the ship. One of which he intended to abuse maliciously right now, his very own personal artificial gravitational field generator chamber. It could manipulate the gravity inside of it upwards to a level that registers as fifty times that of Earth's natural gravity, which appeared to be the standard measurement setting.
He briefly wondered if Saiyans were capable of skipping straight into the twenty times gravity setting due to the world of Vegeta naturally have a stronger gravity field than Earth, ten times stronger, but he put that question out of his head for the time being. For now though, he had to increase his own power and swiftly. Word had reached his ears that the Solar Saiyan Empire's invasion on Earth had been thwarted, not without cost to Earth and its peoples of course, but still... a defeat was a defeat. And if there was one thing that Saiyans hated it was losing as far as the bronze Arcosian was aware.
If he was going to reunite the Arcosian Empire into a single solid strong force once more, he would need to gain much more power with far greater haste than he had originally anticipated. "Computer," he called out as he entered the artificial gravity chamber, the door sealing behind him, "initiate Artificial Gravity Simulation Level Three. Override levels one and two. I'm already familiar with those increases in gravity." Abzerute ordered the gravity chambers built in artificial intelligence. Almost immediately the Arcosian's legs began to buckle under him as the increased gravity took its effect on him. Under this stronger gravity he slowly began to walk around the gravity chamber, allowing his body time to adjust to the increased gravitational field.
The effects were amplified against him by the weighted armour he was wearing which were made from the heaviest materials possible. All of this weight bearing down on him would help speed up the process, combined with the fact that he was in his Suppressed Form as well... in theory his power levels should sky-rocket after this gravity training session. Or at least that was his plan for his training now that he had a Gravity Chamber of his own. After he had completed two laps of the gravity chamber walking, he now began to work on flying under this increased gravity. First he merely hovered on the spot for several minutes, raising himself higher and higher, inch by inch until he reached the epicentre of the chamber.
From there, he began to fly from side to side, backwards and forwards... basically just flying around the entire sphere of the chamber in a series of random directions and sharp turns with sudden stops here and there. This continued on for an hour or two before he stopped once more in the centre of the chamber. "I think thats enough of a warm up." he said to himself as he slowly descended to the floor, his tail curling around his feet slightly. The bronze Arcosian looked to the chamber around him for a moment before slowly nodding. "Commence Training Simulation Zero Zero Zero One." he ordered of the computer network.
As soon as the final digit was uttered, the room went black before being lit by a red light, metallic noises filling the room as devices sprung out from all around the gravity chamber. Devices that looked an awful lot like weapons batteries, more specifically, twin barreled energy rifles. The bronze Arcosian began to open fire with Ki blasts from the palms of his hands towards the automated systems, each of them firing at him in a randomised sequence of attacks. He was having to dodge more often than he was firing, especially from any blasts coming from behind him. The onslaught continued for a few more minutes before he was struck in what was designated by the computer as a kill zone, the surviving rifles immediately withdrawing back into the chamber walls and the lights returning to normal levels.
Abzerute floated there, panting and gritting his teeth in fury at his performance. "Again!" barked the bronze Arcosian, the attack simulation resuming once more. This was going to be a long day before he would allow it to be over. He decided to resort to using his Death Wave to try and take out multiple rifles at once, finding far greater success with this method than simple ki blast attacks. The rifles continued their randomised firing patterns, with Abzerute countering their blasts where he could with ki blasts with one hand, and firing off Death Waves with the other to annihilate the rifles firing at him.
Eventually all of the rifles were destroyed and the attack simulation was ended, the bronze Arcosian letting himself slowly drift down to the floor below. He sat there for a while, letting his body rest to try and recover from the training he was putting himself through. Part of him was wondering why he was trying to push himself to achieve such power in such a short amount of time. The Saiyan Empire had been defeated and would need time itself to recover from such a blow to their pride. But on the other hand, each day wasted was another day that the Arcosian Empire fractured some more. He would not allow that to happen... this empire had lasted for millennium and would not be allowed to dissolve so easily, just because of some damned monkeys and their even more damnable magic tree.
Wyntre's fascination and obsession with Earth and its people had cost the Empire dearly... with her demise, the Empire needed a new leader, a new rallying point to come towards. So far nobody had stepped up to the position, each of those who could in theory attempt to take it were all far too frightened of their own shadows, or far too deep into their own politics and schemes to see the immediate problem before them... whilst others were no doubt taking advantage of the situation and carving out their own little kingdoms. Abzerute snarled as he got back to his feet and raised his fists into the air. "Run Training Simulation Zero Zero Zero Two!" he ordered, a grouping of metallic tentacles spawning from the floor and walls of the gravity chamber's walls.
This was going to be a very long day, and he'd only just got himself started.
I would like PL for this thread please
Heavy Weights: ON
Suppressed Form: Active
The bronze Arcosian parked his new ship, which he had yet to decide on a name for yet, in a geo-synchronous orbit around the planet of Aoi Brenchia. It was quite a vessel, a command deck that was befitting an Arcosian, a grouping of quarters that would allow for at least four people including himself, as well as space enough for any future technological and facility upgrades to the ship. One of which he intended to abuse maliciously right now, his very own personal artificial gravitational field generator chamber. It could manipulate the gravity inside of it upwards to a level that registers as fifty times that of Earth's natural gravity, which appeared to be the standard measurement setting.
He briefly wondered if Saiyans were capable of skipping straight into the twenty times gravity setting due to the world of Vegeta naturally have a stronger gravity field than Earth, ten times stronger, but he put that question out of his head for the time being. For now though, he had to increase his own power and swiftly. Word had reached his ears that the Solar Saiyan Empire's invasion on Earth had been thwarted, not without cost to Earth and its peoples of course, but still... a defeat was a defeat. And if there was one thing that Saiyans hated it was losing as far as the bronze Arcosian was aware.
If he was going to reunite the Arcosian Empire into a single solid strong force once more, he would need to gain much more power with far greater haste than he had originally anticipated. "Computer," he called out as he entered the artificial gravity chamber, the door sealing behind him, "initiate Artificial Gravity Simulation Level Three. Override levels one and two. I'm already familiar with those increases in gravity." Abzerute ordered the gravity chambers built in artificial intelligence. Almost immediately the Arcosian's legs began to buckle under him as the increased gravity took its effect on him. Under this stronger gravity he slowly began to walk around the gravity chamber, allowing his body time to adjust to the increased gravitational field.
The effects were amplified against him by the weighted armour he was wearing which were made from the heaviest materials possible. All of this weight bearing down on him would help speed up the process, combined with the fact that he was in his Suppressed Form as well... in theory his power levels should sky-rocket after this gravity training session. Or at least that was his plan for his training now that he had a Gravity Chamber of his own. After he had completed two laps of the gravity chamber walking, he now began to work on flying under this increased gravity. First he merely hovered on the spot for several minutes, raising himself higher and higher, inch by inch until he reached the epicentre of the chamber.
From there, he began to fly from side to side, backwards and forwards... basically just flying around the entire sphere of the chamber in a series of random directions and sharp turns with sudden stops here and there. This continued on for an hour or two before he stopped once more in the centre of the chamber. "I think thats enough of a warm up." he said to himself as he slowly descended to the floor, his tail curling around his feet slightly. The bronze Arcosian looked to the chamber around him for a moment before slowly nodding. "Commence Training Simulation Zero Zero Zero One." he ordered of the computer network.
As soon as the final digit was uttered, the room went black before being lit by a red light, metallic noises filling the room as devices sprung out from all around the gravity chamber. Devices that looked an awful lot like weapons batteries, more specifically, twin barreled energy rifles. The bronze Arcosian began to open fire with Ki blasts from the palms of his hands towards the automated systems, each of them firing at him in a randomised sequence of attacks. He was having to dodge more often than he was firing, especially from any blasts coming from behind him. The onslaught continued for a few more minutes before he was struck in what was designated by the computer as a kill zone, the surviving rifles immediately withdrawing back into the chamber walls and the lights returning to normal levels.
Abzerute floated there, panting and gritting his teeth in fury at his performance. "Again!" barked the bronze Arcosian, the attack simulation resuming once more. This was going to be a long day before he would allow it to be over. He decided to resort to using his Death Wave to try and take out multiple rifles at once, finding far greater success with this method than simple ki blast attacks. The rifles continued their randomised firing patterns, with Abzerute countering their blasts where he could with ki blasts with one hand, and firing off Death Waves with the other to annihilate the rifles firing at him.
Eventually all of the rifles were destroyed and the attack simulation was ended, the bronze Arcosian letting himself slowly drift down to the floor below. He sat there for a while, letting his body rest to try and recover from the training he was putting himself through. Part of him was wondering why he was trying to push himself to achieve such power in such a short amount of time. The Saiyan Empire had been defeated and would need time itself to recover from such a blow to their pride. But on the other hand, each day wasted was another day that the Arcosian Empire fractured some more. He would not allow that to happen... this empire had lasted for millennium and would not be allowed to dissolve so easily, just because of some damned monkeys and their even more damnable magic tree.
Wyntre's fascination and obsession with Earth and its people had cost the Empire dearly... with her demise, the Empire needed a new leader, a new rallying point to come towards. So far nobody had stepped up to the position, each of those who could in theory attempt to take it were all far too frightened of their own shadows, or far too deep into their own politics and schemes to see the immediate problem before them... whilst others were no doubt taking advantage of the situation and carving out their own little kingdoms. Abzerute snarled as he got back to his feet and raised his fists into the air. "Run Training Simulation Zero Zero Zero Two!" he ordered, a grouping of metallic tentacles spawning from the floor and walls of the gravity chamber's walls.
This was going to be a very long day, and he'd only just got himself started.
I would like PL for this thread please
