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Post by Gulls on Feb 9, 2016 10:59:41 GMT
Once again, Gulls was outside punching his metallic punching bag which he had recently snapped in half. He has made shift with what he had done now by just placing the top half of the now metal clump on top of the part shoved into the ground. He didn’t care the shape of what something was, as long as he could punch it as hard as he wanted. Although he tried not to use too much of Ki because the last time be punch this metal object he shoved his fist clean through making it less efficient. He looked around as the day began to turn to night and he shook his head as he didn’t want to leave but he knew very well that the sooner he went to sleep the sooner he would be able to wake up fresh and new, ready to train more. He did however, not hunt in a very long time. He was hungry. Not for food of course, but for the thrill of hunting instead. He loved the sense of besting another creature in battle even if it was just something small, like hunting an animal. Gulls walked through the rubble of broken boulders and smashed up trees, abandoning his small satchel in the dojo as he went towards the Ocean. He walked up to the borderline of the fairly large ocean and got down on one knee and he shut his eyes and listened. He heard a very, very noise come from in front of him and in that instant he released his eyes and jumped straight into the water while looking around. He saw a massive fish the size of a small dinosaur with massive jaws swim towards him, mouth open ready to Gulls. The fish approached with quite a fast speed but Gulls held his breath and kept calm before charging his technique, Green Fist Barrage. Ki gathered to his fist and green lights illuminated from his hand before he shot it straight into the side of the fish with a right hook. The fish’s eyes flashed white as it went flying to the left, he grabbed it with his left hand holding it tightly before resurfacing swiftly. With a big breath he regained oxygen and threw the fish onto land. ”I’ll probably sell it off to the human merchants later.” He mumbled to himself as he swam ashore and place the dead fish on the ground and lay down looking up at the stars. Rock
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Post by Rock on Feb 9, 2016 11:26:50 GMT
[PL: 7033 | Heavy weights ON (PL: 1758)]
Rock seemed to find himself in the quiet plains an awful lot lately, though since his encounter with the Mazoku, he'd been wary of going north. The Shanite would never admit his fear of Xylo out loud, though there was little he could do to hide it. He had been so astounded, in fact, that he had been spared.
Not just spared, challenged to become stronger. But how could he reach that level of strength? It may take him years, perhaps.
So here he was. Having relocated his training to the Quiet Plains, he worked on his kata's, pausing when he heard the distant banging of metal. The shanite was weary of investigating it, but after some deliberation he did. Pausing in the air above the water, he slowly landed, looking around, he didn't immediately spot where the sound had likely originated from. His gaze fell onto what, he supposed, used to be a metallic obelisk. Rock walked over to it, inspecting it. He turned to look around, but not finding whoever had done the damage to it nearby.
Suddenly the water broke, and out from the water flew a fish, landing on land near the water. He stayed still near the former obelisk, watching the Namekian settle on the land and look up at the stars. He stayed quiet, as he wasn't noticed right away, until the scouter he wore beeped to notify him of the person's power level. He grimaced, forgetting to turn it off, or at least on silent mode.
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Post by Gulls on Feb 9, 2016 11:41:03 GMT
Gulls didn’t really have no idea what he was doing so late at night, enjoying himself. He thought it was necessary but he didn’t want to waste valuable sleep or even be stupid enough to sleep through his usual training time. He almost drifted off to sleep for a little while before a loud and annoying beeping noise like a signal beeped like crazy. When I say crazy, I mean that it was crazy in the mind of the currently slugish Namekian laying on the ground, smiling. He however didn’t like the sound so he quickly pushed himself off the ground and span while in the air to land facing towards the intruder of his silence.
”Speak now and reveal your identity, or leave me be.” He raised his fists as he did not have what those humans called a scouter, he wouldn’t need one for he would eventually train himself to detect them with his mind like Sail could do. Gulls slowly walked forward as the darkness loosened up around Rock and he could now make out the figure of the thing that seemed like a Namekian. He would not however lower his fists even if it was a fellow class mate. He would then shout again if he hadn’t responded yet. ”I DEMAND YOU ANSWER ME!”
With a roaring voice he ordered and tried to look as strong as he could, he had no idea that the sound that awoke him earlier came from a scouter. He had never had one which kind of spoiled his plan unless the intruder thought that he was suppressing his power. That was going to be his main plan then, hopefully, this man was strong and he could use to train and not training on lowly skilled class-mates. His bandana flailed in the wind as a cold breeze blew past the two closely strength namekians. Who they fight, or would they do something else.
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Post by Rock on Feb 9, 2016 12:06:07 GMT
"Speak now and reveal your identity, or leave me be." Shit, Rock half turned away, pressing on the scouter's button relentlessly as he was trying to get it to shut up. When the Namekian raised his voice, he nearly jumped from his skin, but he didn't turn to face him right away.
Once the scouter was quiet again, Rock straightened, looking at the fellow Namekian. The reading flashed over the screen, and he noted the power level. Once he read it, his unease settled. It wasn't that far from his own, really. Antennae twitching, his brows furrowed and he turned towards the Namekian that was trying to intimidate him.
"You know... He started, the wind picking up his sash and antennae, blowing them in the same direction of the bandana. "My brother taught me never to give respect to those who do not give it." He growled. Perhaps he was lamenting over the previous encounters he'd had with his kind. He felt... like an outcast. The only ones who seemed not to care about his obvious off world heritage was the little kid and the old man. He was getting sick of it, "So far, I've yet to receive any warm welcome from you homeworlders. So you'll forgive me when I say you can shove that attitude right back up your ass."
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Post by Gulls on Feb 9, 2016 20:53:12 GMT
Gulls stood still looking at Rock with a stern look, he mentioned something about his older brother telling him not to respect one who does not show it themselves, good advice, really. Gulls lowered his fists and began to listen more. ”I do not forgive you, as you have no real reason to say such a thing.. If you are hinting at racism then I shall explain that I didn’t even know you were different. Besides, I’m Gulls, top student of this Dojo and a warrior clan Namekian. Who are you?” He walked a good distance closer before raising his hand to engage in a hand shake.
He then would turn back around looking back up at the stars before asking curiously. ”May I ask, why you are here?” Gulls span on the soles of his feet and look at the what seemed to be a black Namekian with a curious face. He scratched the top of his forehead before awaiting what to do next, as he picked up his water bottle and had a mouthful of water he dropped it back on the ground again.
”Instead of just standing out here, you wanna try and spar me?” Proposed Gulls confidently and with low hopes of losing. ”Are you a fighter, or are you prey?” A small smite edged onto his face as he awaited an answer for both of his questions. He hadn’t sparred anyone stronger than him or anyone really. He usually just practiced on boulders and the giant metal object he was given.
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Post by Rock on Feb 9, 2016 21:42:44 GMT
[PL: 7033 | Heavy weights ON (PL: 1758)]
Rock furrowed his brow as Gulls defended himself, crossing his arms, though the last bit seemed to surprise him. His surprise further compounded by the hand that was extended towards him in greeting. "Dojo?" He looked around, was there a formal building or? His attention went back to the extended hand as he tentatively reached out to shake his hand. "I am Rock, son of Shan."His complexion obviously darker and more muted in hue than Gull's own, tattooed on his crown on one side, and on his brow. There was also additional tattoos on his cheek, from the looks of it the tattoos continued under the neckline of his tac under suit. Rock retreated his hand back to his side, glancing up to the stars. "I... came here to see my father's homeland." It felt so natural to say it, while also a bit embarrassing at the same time, he hadn't expected to just blurt it out to the other Namekian. His brow furrowed again as he thought of this, his posture straightening at the formal challenge. The last two times he had fought, he'd been narrowly escaping with his life. In fact, that had always been the case. He never sparred with his brothers without the strict purpose of teaching. Now... that this Home-worlder offered, even with the bit of banter, would he do so for fun? The Shanite grinned and fell into a battle stance, his claws of his left hand bared in front of him, while the other arm was tightly tucked to his side. The flat of his left palm facing Gulls, all four fingers curled until they were taut on his palm. There was a pause from him as he stared at Gulls in a level manner, and once his sparring partner settled into a ready stance himself he would be suddenly shifting forward quickly. Left hand going for a high jab, while his secondary hand at the ready to deflect from any openings his current stance left on him.
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Post by Gulls on Feb 10, 2016 5:07:45 GMT
Gulls nodded as he heard the name rock, in reply he smiled. "Unique name for sure, say, where are you from?" Then he answered the question that Rock asked as he looked around. "Well, yes, this place is my dojo. I wake up before the sun rises and train until it sets. Everyday for the past 6 years, at least. When I say my dojo, I mean my master's, without him I wouldn't of learnt anything I know now, I glad to have someone as good as him. However it is annoying, that he cannot provide me with my dream, the legendary transformation: Ultimate Namekian." He suddenly stopped as he realised how much he just rattled of for and that this person would probably be very bored by now.
With a large he waited for a reply, if they even was one. After speaking he would concentrate on the wind around him and every move that Rock would make. He raised his right fist higher and further behind him than his left fist which currently had the task of protecting the body and getting in any sneaky shots. He quickly noticed the claws coming out of his hand and narrowed his eyes as he didn't have any experience against such a weapon. He had been taught to deal with swords and other types blades but not claws.
Gulls rested the weight of his body mainly on the front portion of his feet as he slightly jumped up and down ready to dodge or attack. With a small laugh he warned Rock. "Be careful now, my fists pact quite the punch!"
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Post by Rock on Feb 10, 2016 6:21:46 GMT
Legendary transformation? There was a hint of hesitation, the news having made Rock think hard. After the first jab he had backed off, grinning enough to show off a fang. "We'll see."
He charged froward, feigning for a swipe with his claws, letting his momentum come to a head as his foot kicked out with a sure and precise strike. Though it could have still missed, even so, he had absolutely perfect balance on his passive foot. Having been trained by Buldr in something that was akin to what human's called Muay Thai.
"You mentioned transformations! What are you talking about? Our kind can transform?" He asked as he continued his flurry of kicks as his perfect balance allowed him.
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Post by Gulls on Feb 10, 2016 7:55:56 GMT
Gulls was getting pumped up as this spar was beginning to take course and the two equally powered Namekians were about to engage in battle. He saw the other Namekian charging at him before going in a flurry of kick and punches, he put all he could into blocking and only let one or two through. On the last kick he made, he lifted up his left leg to push it away, but he didn’t stop there. He stomped the very same leg onto the ground before bringing over his right leg to try and kick that leg that he just tried to push back. Doing so would hopefully put him off balance and give Gulls an upper hand.
”Yeah! All of us can, they get stronger and stronger! My father has the transformation after me, I can do this. Perhaps the warrior blood runs through you, you should be able to do it to!” He closed his eyes for a short amount of time and his legs began to grow along with his hips before EVERYTHING began growing faster and faster AND FASTER! His body shot up in size, currently six times bigger than Rock and yet he was still growing. His body felt the power and embraced it as he continued to grow. He finally stopped growing when he reached around the size of a sky scraper, was bigger than five of the nearby dojos stacked upon each other.
His voice boomed and probably woke a few people up. ”THIS IS ONLY THE START OF THE POWER OF THE NAMEKIANS! YOU CAN BE LIKE THIS TOO! JUST USE YOUR KI, TO PUSH OUT YOUR BODY, EXPLOIT THE STRETCHING CAPABILITIES!” What he said was loosely base off what his own master told him when he had learnt this very transformation. The day he murdered his classmate, the day he choose power, over morals.
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Post by Rock on Feb 10, 2016 13:56:26 GMT
Rock didn't expect the kick, even as he tried to dodge it, it ended up kicking him in the face. He was pushed back onto the ground, and he rolled, shifting his feet under him. Ending in a crouch, he readied himself to retaliate, but stopped as he saw Gulls beginning to... grow? He was HUGE! Standing taller than the nearby bluff, and much taller than an Ajiisa tree. Rock thought Xylo was tall, he thought Buldr was tall. THIS was insane! And according to Gulls, every Namekian had the ability to do this? He straightened and stepped back, watching him just... get bigger. At Gulls' explanation, the Shanite frowned, "I... could.. do this? How... How are you not getting too big for your clothes?" He asked incredulously as he continued to observe, "Wouldn't this size slow you down?"
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Post by Gulls on Feb 11, 2016 9:40:08 GMT
Gulls was standing as the massive figure that he was. It was safe to say that he was about the same size as the Giant Apes that the Saiyans would transform into if they had their tail with the mixture of Blutzwaves. Of course, Gulls had no a single idea that this happened to Saiyans, neither did he know that the SSE and AE were in complete hatred of each other. He looked down at the hopefully amazed Namekian and answer his first two questions. ”It is MUCH simpler than you may believe. All you must do it use the Ki in every living thing, and push the flexible skin that you have, more and more until the body has reached its maximum amount and you have grown stronger than you were before.” Gulls’ voice boomed down from above as he looked around at all the small things.
Another series of booming shouts came from up above. ”The Reason my clothes are not stretching is because they had been specially made for my caste, meaning they are made to stretch much like an elastic.” He looked down at the mini person as he heard the final question be asked to him. He never considered it too much, but he really enjoyed the fact that he was able to move faster than when he was smaller. ”You tell me.” Gulls’ body would seem to vanish as his body ran around him and stood behind him with a large body, blocking out all Namek’s suns with his massive body, shading over Rock. ”So with that scouter…thing. What does it say my power level was and is? I also want to know yours. So when you transform like me, we can fight like REAL Namekians!”
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Post by Rock on Feb 11, 2016 22:36:13 GMT
Rock stared up at Gulls as he continued to grow until he was pretty gargantuan. Backing up at that point, he bared his teeth. He was huge! Bigger than he thought he would be. Push out the skin with your ki? Was it similar then to stretching one's limbs?
Suddenly Gulls was gone, and there was a shocking amount of shade behind him. The Shanite turned around swiftly and backed away from Gulls quickly once he had come close to him. "My scouter?" He reached up to press the scouter, it beeped and booped until it settled down and read back to him the results. His brows raised in shock.
"No way!" He pressed the button again, it went through with its scan, and when the scan completed it read back the same number. "It... was around seven thousand. Now is well over twenty-no... thirty thousand! That... That's incredible!" If he had known about this technique before hand he would have surely used it against the Mazoku. "Mine is not much different from your small form."
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Post by Gulls on Feb 12, 2016 6:33:50 GMT
Gulls had no idea what his power level was until this moment. He was glad that he got to see what his power level as well as his massive size seemed to intimidate the tiny person. ”I refuse to fight you until you get to a similar size to me, so our power levels match, if you hurried up and transformed again, then we can fight!” A smile curved around his face as he lifted his hand getting ready to slam it down for an attacked. He was going to pressure this Namekian, trained by someone/thing called Shan, into using the transformation that he wanted Rock to use so much.
He smashed his fist down into the ground using the massive muscles he now had. If Rock hadn’t moved the little person who had Heavy Weights on would quickly be squashed if they didn’t have the power to push it back. ”I’m not going to go easy! If you don’t power up, you will be hurt.” Gulls shouted as he tried to increase the strength of Rock.
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Post by Rock on Feb 17, 2016 19:54:06 GMT
Rock stared up at Gulls, his brows furrowing at his words. He did not know what he intended until he saw the hand get ready to smash him. With a shout he jumped out of the way, flying into the air, his brows furrowing. "What the HELL?!" He snarled at Gulls, baring his fangs at the huge Namekian. The Shanite was a bit at a loss for how to approach this situation. He had no experience in dealing with this transformation. He sized up the form he took, then charged up a Shockwave again.
Charging Shockwave for a 2kp shot. [3/3kp] (sorry for the shitty post)
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Post by Gulls on Feb 20, 2016 8:24:42 GMT
A smile grew to Gulls’ face as he heard the response to the differently skinned Namekian. ”You haven’t seen even a bit of my power!” He shouted as he then saw the small attack developing in the palms of his part-time enemy. He laughed as he began to prepare an attack of his own. ”I will be really sorry if you die, but I won’t let you leave this battle without transforming, or dying.”
Gulls’ right fist began to grow slightly more in size as Light Green Ki started to manifest from it, streaming around his fist before exploding in a fury of different shades of Green as he began to charge his Green-Fist Barrage. ”GREEN…” Shouted Gulls as he put more energy into his fist and prepared to unleash the massive amount of stored power into the small place where Rock was standing. He didn’t want to kill him, he just didn’t want to waste his time here not training against a push-over.
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