Post by Etoru on Mar 18, 2017 4:13:41 GMT
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Etoru stood on a cliff that was on one of the many islands of the southern region. The seas beneath him crashed against the rocks. The boy was feeling mixed emotions at this point, and definitely needed some guidance. He could have asked any other friend or family member, but there was no one he could actually...relate to, with the few issues he had.
The young hybrid stared at his metallic hand, wiggling his fingers and rotating his wrist and arm getting a good look at it. Lately, he hasn't really been able to get used to it. It felt really off and unnatural, which was obvious for a prosthetic limb. Regardless of that, he would have thought he would have gotten used to it by now, but he couldn't have been more wrong. He hasn't been able to control the amount of strength he applies in it, meaning if he picks anything up, it usually breaks, or slips out of his grip. And with the replaced limb from the knee down, if he tries to run or jump, or even speed walk! The end result usually ends with a cracked floor. He wasn't sure if this was normal or not, or had to do with mastery over your bodies energy. Etoru thought that he was pretty great at controlling his ki, so he wasn't understanding why he was having this issue.
But that, oddly enough, was the least of his worries. Throughout his time trying to increase in power, he's met defeat, after defeat...after defeat. Etoru couldn't even recall fighting a foe at his level and winning. It hurt his...pride. The Saiyan hybrid however, didn't really like the stereotypical 'Saiyan pride' thing though. In fact, he didn't like Saiyans much and would like to consider himself human if anything. But, recently, especially since that last battle on Namek, Etoru's feeling when he crushed Xylo's shoulder, Mayze's eagerness to fight to the death, or even Capper's will to throw a rock at the oh so powerful demon Ouroboro's he's been thinking about it. And then it hit him.
Etoru needed to learn how to fight better, learn to control his robotic limbs, and understand what true Saiyan pride was, and in order to do so....he'd need a real Saiyan warrior. Only one problem. He didn't know any real Saiyans! Well....except Zucceta. As much as he really had his grudges against this woman, he knew this was his best bet. And so, he was off to search for her.
Etoru floated off the cliff and headed to the last place he saw Zucceta. The BBA Headquarters. Now, it was a long shot...but she seems to be like, chums with Vi-Poi now which Etoru still couldn't help but find it weird. Regardless, this was the best first place to look. Not like he had any other ideas anyways, and if he was wrong, maybe the BBA could direct him in the right direction!
After some time flying, he finally arrived at the base. The child floated down letting his feet lightly tap the soil beneath him. He approached the guards at the front door, before they blocked his path from getting in. "H-Hey! What gives! Let me inside!" The guards simply shook their heads, frowning at the child. "Look kid, I don't know how you even got here, but why dont you run along back home now. This is BBA territory." Etoru growled and pointed at his headband where the Serpent Insignia rung true. "Um! Hello??? I'm a Serpent Student! Bing-Gan's pupil! Son! Just let me into the stupid base! I want to see if Zucceta's here!" The guards frowned, assuming he was just some crazy fan boy. They sighed, reporting the situation back to some men inside.
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Zucceta
Etoru stood on a cliff that was on one of the many islands of the southern region. The seas beneath him crashed against the rocks. The boy was feeling mixed emotions at this point, and definitely needed some guidance. He could have asked any other friend or family member, but there was no one he could actually...relate to, with the few issues he had.
The young hybrid stared at his metallic hand, wiggling his fingers and rotating his wrist and arm getting a good look at it. Lately, he hasn't really been able to get used to it. It felt really off and unnatural, which was obvious for a prosthetic limb. Regardless of that, he would have thought he would have gotten used to it by now, but he couldn't have been more wrong. He hasn't been able to control the amount of strength he applies in it, meaning if he picks anything up, it usually breaks, or slips out of his grip. And with the replaced limb from the knee down, if he tries to run or jump, or even speed walk! The end result usually ends with a cracked floor. He wasn't sure if this was normal or not, or had to do with mastery over your bodies energy. Etoru thought that he was pretty great at controlling his ki, so he wasn't understanding why he was having this issue.
But that, oddly enough, was the least of his worries. Throughout his time trying to increase in power, he's met defeat, after defeat...after defeat. Etoru couldn't even recall fighting a foe at his level and winning. It hurt his...pride. The Saiyan hybrid however, didn't really like the stereotypical 'Saiyan pride' thing though. In fact, he didn't like Saiyans much and would like to consider himself human if anything. But, recently, especially since that last battle on Namek, Etoru's feeling when he crushed Xylo's shoulder, Mayze's eagerness to fight to the death, or even Capper's will to throw a rock at the oh so powerful demon Ouroboro's he's been thinking about it. And then it hit him.
Etoru needed to learn how to fight better, learn to control his robotic limbs, and understand what true Saiyan pride was, and in order to do so....he'd need a real Saiyan warrior. Only one problem. He didn't know any real Saiyans! Well....except Zucceta. As much as he really had his grudges against this woman, he knew this was his best bet. And so, he was off to search for her.
Etoru floated off the cliff and headed to the last place he saw Zucceta. The BBA Headquarters. Now, it was a long shot...but she seems to be like, chums with Vi-Poi now which Etoru still couldn't help but find it weird. Regardless, this was the best first place to look. Not like he had any other ideas anyways, and if he was wrong, maybe the BBA could direct him in the right direction!
After some time flying, he finally arrived at the base. The child floated down letting his feet lightly tap the soil beneath him. He approached the guards at the front door, before they blocked his path from getting in. "H-Hey! What gives! Let me inside!" The guards simply shook their heads, frowning at the child. "Look kid, I don't know how you even got here, but why dont you run along back home now. This is BBA territory." Etoru growled and pointed at his headband where the Serpent Insignia rung true. "Um! Hello??? I'm a Serpent Student! Bing-Gan's pupil! Son! Just let me into the stupid base! I want to see if Zucceta's here!" The guards frowned, assuming he was just some crazy fan boy. They sighed, reporting the situation back to some men inside.
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Zucceta