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Post by Levlidian on Nov 17, 2016 0:50:00 GMT
Rafar [PL: 61,000 Medium Weights initiated, 30,500] It had been worthwhile, the gentle slumber in which he had rested, alas every nap has to end. Though, instead of solace, young Levlidian was thwarted by a faint beeping sound, it grew louder and louder in the darkness of his minds eye and irritability had begun to funnel through him as easily as blood might. The steady sounds of bleeping filled Levlidian's slow gain of consciousness, steadily his obsidian eyes fluttered open to peer towards the center of a sloping ceiling and with such an elaboration, he rose further till he was seated. Pain swept through him and with a loud gasp, he fell back against the slim, hospital like bed, where the heck was he? Upon looking down to the treatment of his wounds, he noted that his Gi had been removed down to his waist, both arms were bound tight and as was his waist and his chest. A crimson hue formed above each and every bandage but it didn't stop the young Saiyan from moving. Dragging his weighted legs free of the wide abode they'd found to fend at standing. Soon after, his weight disrupted him and he stumbled into a near by table flipping it on its side with a loud clatter of utensils. "The heck am I?" he repeated and rose to stand as straight as he might manage, before him was a simple Medical bay, large and loud machines bleeped from within the clean and pearl white square to which he managed to gander in a moment. Small, round windows decorated one wall whilst on the other he furrowed a brow to the vital signs; his vital signs. At that point he took notice of the fluids pinned within his arm and the straps located about his chest. "Basketballs," he cursed, who had found him now? After so many bad run ins and a near death experience, the Saiyan was more than a little cautious, removing the straps and the needle, he began to make his way to the Medbay door. progress was slow and he wobbled from time to time but still; it didn't stop him striking at the metal door as he found the creation latched shut. Who in their right minds locked a god damn medbay door! Striking it again and again with his free fist, the bestial man began taking up tables and chairs then flinging them across the length of the room at the door. Roaring in utter temper tantrum, he cringed and took hold of his waist. Seemed he had broken a few ribs fighting with Greeve. "Let me out!" he roared in a hoarse tone, "Hey! Morons! I'm fine, let me leave!"
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Post by Rafar on Nov 18, 2016 1:32:44 GMT
Power Level 24, 147
Heavy Weights Equipped! Restrained Power Level: 6,036
Rafar was training with a couple of droids in his gravity chamber when the soft tones of the artificial intelligence A.M.B.E.R penetrated the sounds of battle within. “Sir, the Sayian has awoken and he seems…quite aggravated. You might want to meet him before he blows the door off the infirmary.” Parrying a roundhouse kick from one of the bots, a bare-chested and panting Rafar nodded and flicked his hand in a chopping motion, stopping the training program in its tracks, the blue eyes of the training “dummies” slowly fading to black as their arms fell to their sides. “I got it, it was about time that idiot regained consciousness.”
Still slightly annoyed at the interruption, Rafar arrived at the infirmary door amid the chatter of the medical droids cowering just outside. “Sir, the subject isn’t nearly recovered enough for this kind of activity, he could permanently injure himself if he continues.” “I know, I know just go before he blows the door of it’s hinges.” The robots scattered deep into the recesses of the ship as Rafar palmed the door lock open. His expression grew amused as he saw the utter disarray of the previously ordered space, “You know I wasn’t trying to kill you or anything right? If it wasn’t for me, you’d be still lying on cold, hard concrete with half your bones broken and your body barbecued like a McBao.” He crossed his arms, staring down the other Sayian who could barely even stand. “My medical personnel was surprised you even continue to breathe after the abuse your body suffered, but you are a Sayian after all. My name is Rafar by the way, what's your's? with all the fighting we have been doing I haven't been able to ask” He would attempt to lightly grab Levilidan’s shoulder moving him towards the edge of the bed where he would gesture for the Sayian to sit as he himself hooked a chair with his foot and pulled it towards him. “I haven’t been on this planet that long to erode natural Sayian tendencies so I will get straight to the point. You were dying, plummeting to the ground with your power level dropping like a stone. Yet somehow, you transformed and managed to survive that attack and the fall afterwards.” He leaned forward, his palms on his knees, “My question is pretty straightforward, how did you transform without going Oozaru?” It was obvious that Rafar was extremely curious about this, as he anxiously awaited an answer from Levilidan. Could this be an easier and more reliable alternative to the Oozaru?!
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Post by Levlidian on Nov 18, 2016 1:48:08 GMT
The new arrival struck a chord with Levlidian, the way he sauntered in, treated himas though they knew one another and granted himself a seat. Where did he know that face from? Slowly, glancing once to the open door, the young Saiyan followed at a slower pace, limping and gringing to the essence of pain that thwarted any witty quip in response to the wit blown directly from the other converser. The bed was hard or was it just his bruised rump that courted it to feel so, still, the man didn't just sit, he flopped upon the gurney and groaned in pain. "I don't know," he wheezed and shifted until he lay comfortably against the pillow. Turning the attention of his obsidian eyes upon Rafar, Levlidian scanned him up and down.
Suddenly, he saw a flicker of his interception whilst lev' fought with the Demon, the blast allowing him to escape the first time and a deeper set memory; again against a Demon but deflecting a kick delving for the temple and he sat up so quickly his back cracked loudly. "You, you're the one that defended me, twice," his brow sank in contemplation and he looked unto the hands sat in his lap. "Mmm I suppose I owe a debt then," the wit was gone, he didn't know why but there was now ill to argue only to wonder himself; what DID happen?
"I, I remember a golden aura and a sudden rush of panic. I was going to die, if I didn't do something, anything, I was going to die right there and lose my chance to-." he stopped and adjusted his jaw peering up at the ceiling as he fought to recall the incident; "I felt angry, more than angry, I felt swollen as though something was tearing at my insides to be released and..-she- gave it to me. That golden fire," he recalled that imagery, a woman clasping his focus, the way he'd been taught to meditate; "Then I was filled with this tremendous power, not all of it, just enough to survive that fall; but I was so angry I couldn't control it. The only thing i wanted to do was fight and kill everyone who put me in that position but as quick as it came- it went,"
Again he stopped, eyes glazing over for a moment and he forgot for a moment where he was, "I just didn't want to die," he muttered in a pained tone, whether that was emotional or simply because he felt like a large mountain had been dropped on his head. You'd never be able to tell with this Saiyan.
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Post by Rafar on Nov 19, 2016 2:17:52 GMT
Rafar shrugged in response to Levilidan’s statement, “The first time it was just because I was itching for a fight, but the second time was because I figured you’d be a good sparring partner for me.” This wasn’t the entire truth of course, Rafar figured that the heroic tendencies of Collan was beginning to rub off on him.
This was definitely becoming an interesting conversation to say the least. The method through which his comrade had obtained his new form sounded almost exactly like the stories the instructors told about the Super Sayians back on Vegeta. Rafar stared out the porthole at the opposite end of the room, “The circumstances you describe sound similar to the legend of the Super Sayian. No offense, but as powerful as you were I don’t think you were a Super Sayian in that moment, you weren’t nearly powerful enough.” Bewildered, Rafar shook his head, “Perhaps you somehow learned to access a portion of the power of the state in your distress, yet something held you back from completely gaining the power……. Perhaps with a little training, you could even become Super Sayian!” Swallowing his jealousy, Rafar looked over at Levilidan, “As soon as you recover, I think we should begin that training, if you don't mind of course."
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Post by Levlidian on Nov 19, 2016 18:25:49 GMT
A Super Saiyan, really? The young man stared at his hands and balled them just as quickly, he was that close? With the sudden elaboration of his new ability, the beast grinned like an idiot and sat up again with newly found vigor. After all this time of training and fighting, finally his goal was in sight and Rafar was right. It would only take a little more then he could tear down that barrier and defend the world against someone like Greeve more effectively.
"Something held me back," he repeated and looked to Rafar quizzically, "I think you're right, I could feel that burst there but I couldn't reach deep enough. Something was missing, more like, something -big- was missing." Tossing his legs about the bed and standing, he soon found his body waining then sat back down. "Damnit, i want to train now, I'm so close to my goal. You, do you have anything that can speed this up? I don't want to wait,"
Impatience flowed from Levlidian like blood from an open wound, his Saiyan blood cooed and lured him back into the fray of control as he sneered to the restraint his bandages enforced. Stupid mortality, man up, he thought.
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Post by Rafar on Nov 24, 2016 1:11:42 GMT
Rafar smiled at his ally's obvious enthusiasm for the idea, "Actually we can start right away, now that you are conscious." Pulling a small green bean, Rafar would toss it in Levilidan's general direction, "Didn't give it to you before, since we weren't even sure you had the mental capacity to chew after that electrical shock and trauma. Now that your conscious though, I think your good. Now, follow me." Assuming nothing unusual happened, Rafar would lead Levilidan out of the medbay and thorough a few twisting corridors towards his training room, "I think the first thing we should work on is summoning this power at will, we can't surmount this barrier if we don't know how to find it."
Rafar would type in the access code for the training chamber and walk through the door, stopping a few feet away from the entrance, "Where to begin.... there has to be a a way for you to access that power at will! Any ideas?"
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Post by Levlidian on Nov 24, 2016 1:19:13 GMT
he captured the odd little beam, a furrowed brow replaces the enthusiastic one he once wore and thus he'd watch Rafar wander off. What on Earth was this, a miracle drug? Considering the man seemed outwardly interested in this apparent new form he had, Lev' soon popped in the beam and began to stagger after him, this only lasted a few moments however as his strength returned in a moment. The wounds healed instantaneously and with a quick flex of his fingers; Lev' took up the top half of his Gi and jogged after Rafar. Corridor after corridor lead them on but as his saviour spoke, it drew the young Saiyan back to the fuzzy memory of his first transformation.
"When I first did it, I was dying, so it stands to reason that my body can now do it on command with some practice. However, I'll need to build up a good, solid amount of rage to recreate the feeling that unlocked it in the first place," Eyeing the hub Rafar entered the code into and following him through the sliding doors; "I think you need to push me into a corner whilst i try to re-imagine what I saw the first time. Could be a good place to start, if it's like Super Saiyan like you said, I need a trigger. For someone close to me to die, for my life to be threatened...something like that,"
[PL: 61,000 Medium Weights initiated, 30,500]
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Post by Rafar on Nov 24, 2016 15:38:17 GMT
"Yes rage seems to be the trigger for our race's transformations, now let me see here....." As the last syllable left his lips Rafar's heavy weights would come crashing to the ground as he took up a fighting stance. Leaping at his sparring partner, Rafar would launch a heavy right hook at Levilidan's jaw, hopefully stunning the Sayian. Rafar knew from his scouter that Levilidan was wearing weights and that was the only reason he would be able to compete with his ally. This was not a comforting fact to him to say the least.
Rafar would attempt follow this punch up with a sweeping kick to Levilidan's side, then he would open his hands and fire several ki blasts point blank into Levilidan's face.
Heavy Weights removed
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Post by Levlidian on Nov 24, 2016 15:49:27 GMT
there was a loud crash and the young Saiyan adverted upon his heel to face Rafar as he uttered, "Rage? I assumed it was dee-," the sentence was ended suddenly as the opponents knuckles met his jaw with devastating results, a boom filled the room and sent our young Saiyan staggered from the blow. "What the fu," he began only for the kick to plant heavily into his naturally reacting forearm. Thank the Earth for muscle memory, and with a look of irritability managed by his sunken brow, he whipped a fist back only to be met with a face full of searing hot Ki. pain tore through him, the muscles began to tense and with a shake of his stumbling forms head.
"Damnit," he cursed and his Ki began to wrap about his body, blood red crimson flames skipped and swayed creating an intense hum from the dancing molecules Levlidian manipulated with his kinetic energy. "That was a cheap shot," he spat then burst from his position seeking to enter with a wide left hook aimed for the mans jaw, a sharp snap of his arm saw knuckles seeking out his chest only to switch at the last moment to deliver an elbow like a baton to the opposite side of his jaw. Should he manage the first two, he'll seek to take Rafar by the scruff and intend to force him into his knee before tossing him aside. All attacks are attempts and Levlidian's irritability now is betrayed by the protruding veins upon his temples.
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Post by Rafar on Nov 24, 2016 16:26:37 GMT
Rafar smiled, this was going to be a change from fighting opponents significantly weaker than himself. His assault seemed to have brought devastating results, Although his fellow Sayian had blocked one of his strikes. "It seems that you know the basics of combat, but I doubt you can keep this up for long." Rafar would say this with a smirk, deliberately goading his foe. If rage was the trigger for this new transformation, and he would make sure it wasn't in short supply.
His tactic seemed to have worked as Levilidan powered up, curses rolling from his tongue. "C'mon Levilidan, let's see some effort put in here!" Seconds later, he got his wish as a blurring left hook was launched at his jaw. He would barely get his arm up in time to parry this blow, blocking it with a stiff left arm. Levilidan then attempted a knuckle strike at his chest. which Rafar tried to sidestep before discovering the elbow hitting his jaw. This would send him flying to the side a couple feet, before braking himself on the metal ground. Wiping his hand past his jaw, Rafar saw blood on his knuckles. "Not bad my friend, but you'll have to do better than that." Getting to his feet, he would attempt what should be a very farmiliar move to Levilidan. Conjuring two red orbs hovering above both of his palms, Rafar would bring them together by interlacing his hands. "TAKE THIS, FINAL IMPACT." A gigantic red beam of energy would originate from the energy ball, barreling straight towards Levilidan! His guardian angel was about to kill him, which was ironic in Rafar's strained mind.
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Post by Levlidian on Nov 24, 2016 16:51:02 GMT
"Better?" his eyebrow twitched at the goading, he was far too easily triggered but at this point in time; our Saiyan barely cared. His obsidian eyes drew up to meet the red beam coursing towards him and his eyes dilated thus instead of evading he stood his ground and extended his hands backwards whilst the attack soared closer at great speed. "Not bad?" he growled and his knuckles connected with the flat of his palms in a mock Galik gun styled preparation. Within his hands forged a dark red glow and his brow sank further, taking hold of the void, the entity known as his inner fire Levlidian's orb gained a hue of bright blue flame about it as Rafar's drew to the 4ft mark.
"BURNING HOWL!" he roared and snared his arms about in a wide ark, cupping them to unleash the contradiction of blood seeking red plasma honed by bright blue flames as a cone to meet Rafar's attack head on. Both attacks locked in place and Lev' could feel his hee;s dig into the metal as best they can beneath the pressure. "Damnit," he cursed, they were evenly spread and about him his crimson hue fluctuated between itself and the golden twin hidden deeper beneath him.
"I'll show you real power!" he roared and leaned into the intersecting force of his violently vibrating molecules coating him with a deep hue of blood.
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Post by Rafar on Nov 27, 2016 13:45:26 GMT
Rafar gritted his teeth as as his ki clashed and struggled with Levilidan's own firey ki wave. "YOU WONT GET THE BEST OF ME!" With a roar he utilized all of his remaining energy, shattering the ki lock and sending the fragments towards Levilidan. As he fell towards the ground, he would kick off the floor, aiming a heavy kick at Levilidan's midsection.
Short post i know
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Post by Levlidian on Nov 28, 2016 22:52:00 GMT
The sudden shatter saw Levlidian startled, his boot set forward and there his ribs lay bare only for the blow to sink hard unto him, a cry of rage erupted from Levlidian as he drew side ways striking his shoulder upon the floor. reaching out with one hand to steady his form as he slid, finegrs digging into the metal just enough for him to rise and lean onto his tip toes. Energy corrupted the clear air as his faded crimson ki re-emerged with a flicker of gold bolstering the ridges a moment before he burst from the position to which he stood venting towards Rafar with his fists drawing back like talons to lunge a flurry of strikes at his chest, abdomen and shoulders seeking to engage the fellow Saiyan in hand to hand combat. As the battle continued, his temper only seemed to increase thus more of his ki began to flutter in the shade of the ancient warrior.
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Post by Rafar on Nov 30, 2016 0:01:46 GMT
As he buried his foot into Levilidan's gut, rage seemed to envelop his fellow warrior. His red aura seemed mixed with gold flashes as he drew closer to digging into his hidden power. He crossed his arms in front of his body, fighting the whirlwind that came with the power-up that seemed to be happening. This was definitely the power he had seen Levilidan use before, and then some. "Good job my friend! Just a little farther, push on through!"
He barely managed to parry the storm of fists that came, mostly painfully redirecting them away from his body or simplytanking them to get to a better defensive position. It became harder and harder for him to keep up as Lev's power grew, and he was eventually forced to breakaway, flying backwards using the momentum from a counter punch to his ally's face. Taking a couple short breaths to satisfy his rapidly beating heart, he began another adrenaline-fueled assault at his fellow Sayian. Countering each punch with one of his own, sometimes ducking under a strike to gain the opportunity to land one or two strikes before he was pressed onto the defensive once again
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Post by Levlidian on Nov 30, 2016 0:28:14 GMT
Each punch that bludgeoned its way through Lev's defenses only angered him further, the muscles of his chest drew taught, his arms bulged in part and finally Rafar nailed the young Saiyan hard across his jaw, the single strike sent his opponent staggering causing a loud crack to fill the room with a deep echo. The crack didn't just exist within the realms of reality, within the mind of our protagonist it reflected perfectly. Blood pumped loudly within Levlidian's ears, his rage lulled by the accelerated sounds of his own heart beat bludgeoning his minds eye with thoughts of anger. Beneath him, the metal floor concaved and creaked, tides of air slithered about the beast like a vortex, the overture of inner, singing beserker took hold of the very animal like core of his being.
Deep within, swamped in the purity of the void he had once used to obtain his calm he saw that same female figure he had before and her slender hands offered him the same glowering golden orb of power it had before, except this time he could see that SSE emblazoned upon her chest, he recognised that armour but not the woman with a deep mane straddling her waist in a long ponytail. "Just let go," she whispered, so he did and took hodl of that orb.Blood red Ki slithered and sputtered out in place of an even more so savage gold ki, a deep, guttural snarl echoed with the rumble of the very earth under this intense increase in magnetic pull and finally, drawing both arms above his head, balling those meaty fists he thrusted them down to level at his sides thus unleashing and almighty roar.
How the floor creaked, the walls ached and all about the young Saiyan erupted the Super Saiyan power yet it failed to meet his mane, though erect besides a long thread about his brow and covering his left eye; it all stood erect in the presence of the magnetic charge generated by his violently increasing Ki. The dark, obsidian orbs he once owned faded into the veils of white that his eyes now boasted. A final eruption of power vented outwards and circumnavigated the room as Levlidian completed the change and loosened his stance. Stumbling back a pace or two, he lifted both hands to his face and examined them, this power, it was tremendous, the rage, the pure unadulterated instinct that crept into his mind in place of his once logical mind; was this Super Saiyan?
[FSSJ activated: PL 183,000 with MW on.]
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