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Post by Tomoka on May 16, 2017 3:59:05 GMT
Tomoka punched forward, sending out a flurry of kicks and jabs towards the air in front of him, his arms weighed down by the weights he wore, combined with the increased gravity. He had been away from Vegeta for a long, long time, and getting back into the trend of living under high gravity was something that was required if Tomoka wanted any chance of victory on the battlefield. He'd become strong, hell, really strong, but when compared to the likes of Mammon or Dantalion, he was nothing. All he had going for him was the Oozaru, and even than he would have zero control over any of his actions. It was like giving a rabid monkey the power of God: it could only end in disaster.
Still, these sessions of gravity training combined with heavy weights had increased his strength by a massive margin, and it was only a few weeks ago that he was being beaten to death by Mustyan. Now, he could kill the man without doing anything, and even if he used that transformation of his, it would only get him so far. This thought made Tomoka practically jump with joy, and he didn't feel bad in the slightest. The blue man had done worse to him than that of Tabu, and he had maimed and brutalized him to near death. Mustyan had shamed him, mocked him, beaten him. But now, Tomoka was stronger than him. Much, much stronger. But, there was still one who had done more to him than all before, one he had to punish, and one thing he had to get, and only strength could give him those two things.
Mammon terrified him. He terrified him in so many ways. He felt no remorse. He enjoyed watching people suffer. He was a madman, and he had put Tomoka through immeasurable suffering. He was relieved to know. He had been there since the beginning, and had, for the most part, been a general asshole. Tomoka wanted to get rid of him, and it was as simple as that. There was also the matter of why he had started doing all of this to begin with: The Dragon Balls. He had only read a few books vaguely describing what they could do, but he needed facts, confirmations. He had attempted to get those, but he had been knocked out by some overly self righteous Guru. He would have to get someone else to tell him, and it could take a while. all thing considered. But... the Mazoku did have quite a few old and knowledgeable members within it, some who might hold the secrets he was looking for. Yes, there had to be one... of course there was...
Tomoka snapped out of it, and fired a small blast forward, causing a tiny explosion a few meters away. He shrugged, and fired a few more, before he got back to training. He had to stop letting his mind wander, after all, there were probably a dozen telepaths in Xylo's invasion force, perhaps the Mazoku lord himself... oh well. Hope he didn't mind Tomoka wanted to end one of his high command... if he could hear him at all.
HW along with x10 gravity chamber active! 43,885/4=10,971 PL Lord Xylo
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Post by Lord Xylo on May 17, 2017 6:08:32 GMT
[Thread PL: 300,207 | Emperor's Might (x20P) Active! Current PL: 6,004,140!] "How's the chamber treating you, Tomoka?"The door to the massive gravity chamber slid open, temporarily deactivating the gravity manipulation. Xylo's footfalls echoed across the chamber as he approached the Saiyan soldier. The Mazoku wasn't garbed in his usual attire today; rather than the synth-metal and leather gear he usually had, he wore the classic Mazoku Gi, a deep red in color. The cloth outfit was standard for any Mazoku Caste warrior, and it'd been ages since Xylo had worn it. He rolled his neck as he approached the center of the room, and the door slammed shut, reactivating the gravity enhancement. "I hope you don't mind if I join in. I was hoping to train you a bit." He turned to Tomoka, a critical look on his face as his eyes narrowed. "I can feel the potential deep inside you, just waiting to be released. All you need is the right teacher." While waiting for Tomoka's response, the Namekian returned his attention to the console in the center of the room. The machine hummed faintly, and the screen on the console showed they were operating at a measly ten times Earth gravity. It seemed this was going to take longer than Xylo thought it would. He quickly made a few inputs, and the gravity room around them began to melt away. In its place was a massive stone plateau, sitting above a pit of boiling lava. "This place is a simulation. We're in a replica of an ancient Mazoku battleground. In this sacred place, warriors would challenge one another-- whether it be to simply settle a grudge, or to compete to see which of them deserved to lead one of the smaller clans, this was where they gathered."Xylo cracked his knuckles, a serious look on his face as he waited. "Whenever you're ready, we can begin."
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Post by Tomoka on May 18, 2017 0:19:46 GMT
Tomoka turned his head to look into the face of his lord, in a different garb than his usual robes. As he usually, did, he would get on one knee, and would look up into the eyes of his lord, before he rose after a few seconds, his lord beginning to speak to him. "It has treated me well, milord. Nameks gravity has slowed down my progress, so bringing it up to that of the homeworld has made progress much faster." He would say formally, before he heard what Xylo wished to do. Xylo apparently wished to train him, but Tomoka himself wasn't sure. Xylo was on a level that most likely surpassed Queen Habana herself, and from what he could tell, Xylo was using a transformation beyond a Super Saiyan, simply by looking, and somehow, feeling him. The power the Mazoku Lord possessed was monstrous, and it sent chills down Tomoka's spine. Despite his fears though, he would not decline. As the ancient Mazoku lands formed around him, Tomoka would raise his fists. "Milord, it is an honor that you would hold me in such high regard. Rest assured, I will fight to the best of my ability... with these weights on." Tomoka stated as he shook his arms a bit, referring to the big red pieces of incredibly heavy fabric that was attached to his arms. "I'm... kinda suppressed, but I think that we can still get things done, don't you think?" He asked, than shook his head. "Getting off track... let's begin." With that, Tomoka jumped forward, pulling his hand back as he let out a yell, intending to connect the punch with Lord Xylo's chest, intent on at least getting him to move back a few inches. Xylo was on a completely different level, and it was clear to Tomoka that training with him would be hard.
Really hard.
Nevertheless, Tomoka knew Lord Xylo wouldn't try and kill him. He may be doubtful, maybe even think he was a spy, buy Xylo wouldn't kill him, and that was absolutely true, considering that while Tomoka was literally a prisoner of war, and active threat and enemy to the Mazoku Dominion, Xylo had entertained the option of sparing his life, so it was unthinkable that Xyo would intentionally kill him, and he was sure that he would do all in his power to not unintentionally kill him as welll...
...he hoped.
Lord Xylo
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Post by Lord Xylo on May 18, 2017 8:16:21 GMT
The Mazoku Lord smirked, chuckling deeply as Tomoka spoke. It seemed he was intent on keeping his weighted gear on. A foolish choice by any means, but it would help him improve his strength much faster in the long run. Xylo briefly considered equipping his old weighted cloak, but he'd long since past the need for it. At this point it'd be a hindrance in both speed and strength with none of the benefits.
"Very well then. Come at me with everything you can muster."
Tomoka moved forwards at what looked like a snail's pace to Xylo. His voice erupted in a violent yell as he soared through the air, aiming his fist right for Xylo's chest! The strike landed perfectly, but unfortunately for the Saiyan, it had little effect. The Namekian's only reaction was a single step backwards from the force of the attack. He stared down at the fist planted on his chest, and he sighed.
"This is going to take longer than I thought."
With a single fluid motion, Xylo batted Tomoka's hand away with his own, and sent a swift kick to Tomoka's stomach. Should it hit, he'd probably tumble across the stone arena a fair distance, though he wouldn't come close to the edge of the battleground.
"Tell me Tomoka," Xylo inquired as he walked forwards nonchalantly, "Have you ever seen a Super Saiyan in person?"
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Post by Tomoka on May 18, 2017 22:58:40 GMT
Tomoka had made the punch, and he had done it perfectly, exactly as planned. Xylo hadn't gotten out of the way, he had put all his strength into it, and he had used as much force as he could muster... and Xylo only took a step back. He would blink, looking at his arm, than look Xylo in the eyes. He would than take another look at his arm, and than back to looking at Xylo's eyes. This would continue for a few seconds, before he saw Xylo was raising his leg. He didn't know what to think of it, so he asked. "Hey, what exactly are you-" Tomoka began to ask, before it quickly shot forward towards him, "OH FU-" Tomoka was unable to complete his sentence as the kick sent him flying across the battlefield, him screaming "-UUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUCK!" at the top of his lungs, before he shoved his hand into the ground, slowly stopping him. He promptly fell, and let out a string of curse words as he coughed up a small amount of blood, looking at Xylo. "Wow... that was... a direct attack from Xylo at full power... AND I'M ALIVE!" He shouted, jumping up. "Well, if you ever decide I should be put down, I'll at least have the consolation of having more than one attack being put into finishing me, hehehehehehehe..." Tomoka would joke, his smile slowly fading with is laughter, as he realized the implications of what he had just said. "Well, as for your question," Tomoka answered quickly, wanting to change the subject. "I've seen plenty of Super Saiyans. Queen Zucceta, comma- Queen Habana, General Mayze. Though I never got to see one in public. Normally, I saw the Queen when she had an important broadcast, or I'd see general Mayze and Habana on propaganda posters or videos. But I never really got to see any in person, to be perfectly honest." Tomoka would state, resigning to the fact he had never witnessed a Super Saiyan in the flesh. "But I know just how powerful they are, and how powerful they can become..." Tomoka would say, giving his lord a serious look. "Power level indications show that when fully mastered, the Super Saiyan form can grant a power boost that multiplies their strength by fifteen, and signs have indicated it can only be mastered at a certain level of strength... it's an amazing ability, and the one thing that can put a stop to your plans, milord." "But, look on the bright side..." Tomoka would say, before cracking his knuckles and his neck, "In a few months, you'll have one on your side." Tomoka joked, and laughed loudly, before he clenched his fist. "Well... I might as well show you that attack I did back on Arcose now, right?" Tomoka asked, raising his arm as he moved into the air. "We might as well..." Tomoka said, before he began to gather his strength into his hand, a small, red ball slowly growing, as he charged up his attack. "Alright... here comes the red plague!" he shouted, before he flung his arm downwards in the direction of Xylo, sending the person sized ball straight at his lord, grinning. Hopefully, this would be slightly impressive to his lord...
[U2] Red Plague used! 2/3 of 10,971= 7,341 PL!... which probably won't do a goddamned thing. Lord Xylo
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Post by Lord Xylo on May 19, 2017 2:51:55 GMT
Xylo watched curiously as Tomoka tumbled away. He was quick to recover from the attack, digging his hand into the ground to stop his momentum. The simulated stone was cleaved in twain from his fist, bits of rubble shooting into the air in all directions until his slide came to an end. He folded his arms across his chest, his disappointment slowly fading. "He knows how to take a hit, at least."Tomoka celebrated his survival briefly, before answering Xylo's question. Apparently he'd never once seen a Super Saiyan in person, though he knew a fair bit about it. The Saiyan Turncoat praised the forms power, boasting that he himself would become one in a few months time. Xylo smirked, retorting in an attempt to hint what his goal was with these training sessions. "A few months, you say? Perhaps we can speed that up to a few weeks." His arms fell to his sides, and he let his energy build around him. Wips of purple Ki slithered off of his body, as his power began to rise. "I've dealt with the power of a Super Saiyan first-hand, and I've killed my fair share. I can feel that same power bubbling deep inside you, just waiting to be released. All we need to do is pull it out, and then we can work on mastering that power."The Mazoku watched with interest as Tomoka began to form an orb of energy in his palms. It ballooned to massive sizes, but its power left something to be desired. With a fearsome shout of the attack's name, Tomoka threw the orb with as much force as he could muster, sending the ball of energy zooming through the air! With its size and speed, most would imagine that it could pack a serious punch, and against an equal opponent, Tomoka probably would have put his foe in some serious trouble. Xylo raised his hand nonchalantly, and as the ball rocketed towards him, he grabbed it. The ball pushed with all its might to try and get closer, but to no avail. Xylo's own energy held the ball at bay easily, and with a single push, Tomoka's ball was sent high into the sky. It continued speeding upwards, before it eventually hit the ceiling of the gravity chamber. For a moment, the simulation they were in distorted, but it returned to normal mere seconds later. "You need to learn to control your Ki better. Even with those weights you have on, I should have been pressured to get that thing away from me. I'm barely even trying and I was able to blow it away with the flick of a wrist." With a disappointed scowl, Xylo rolled his neck, cracking it satisfactorily. "Try again."
[KP: 2/3] Used [N1] Mazoku Rend to counter [UP2] Red Plauge! PL of Mazoku Rend: enough
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Post by Tomoka on May 21, 2017 20:00:18 GMT
Tomoka waited to see what would happen, and cursed as he watched the Red Plague get swatted like a gnat in the air, thrown to the wayside. He blinked, and heard Xylo speak to him, telling him he had to use even more of his strength. He would blink, and simply fall back to the ground. "B-but, my lord... that was my most powerful attack! I don't even think I could create a more powerful blast! I use a massive amount of strength for that!" he would say, sputtering. How powerful was his lord?! Suddenly, he realized that he hadn't even checked... Fearful of what he was about to see, he would slowly raise his finger to the side of his scouter. He trembled as he pressed the button, and the clicks began. It would highlight Xylo, zooming in on him, as various numbers appeared on screen, slowly factoring into his master's power level. It would shoot past 40k in mere seconds, and Tomoka's eyes widened as it went past 200k. His scouter began to whir faster. It wasn't built to measure higher than 4mil, and it was fast approaching capacity. As it did, Tomoka's heart sank, and the scouter began smoking from the side. It was capable of going farther... but not much farther. Tomoka was visibly sweating as the scouter began to whir out of control, and the scouter exploded, with a single number in his mind. "S-six... million... four thousand... one hundred and forty." he would say through trembles, the side of his head still smoking, Tomoka in shock. When he finally regained his composure after a few minutes of repeating the number, he would stand, and bow his head. "My lord... there is no way we can train effectively. The gap between us... it's insurmountable. How can I possibly train against you?!" he asked, visible fear in his voice. He had no idea how he could possibly train with his lord without dying! Xylo was more than a hundred times his strength, beyond that even! There was no way Tomoka could survive an attack that was even a third of Xylo's power! Tomoka bowed his head, hoping his lord would forgive him for his backing down. Training against Xylo was impossible, that much was clear. This fight had to end now, or it wouldn't matter if Tomoka would get even farther to Super Saiyan than he already was. There was simply no way he could do that... and he knew that that was clear... after all, how could a corpse reach such a level?
Lord Xylo
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Post by Lord Xylo on May 21, 2017 23:43:01 GMT
The Mazoku growled angrily at Tomoka's desperate blabbering. Apparently that was the best he could muster. Xylo would not take that for an answer. "Then you'll learn to make something stronger!" The Namekian clenched his fists, walking towards Tomoka as he continued. "Never be complacent with the power you have. Always strive to unlock more, and never give up. That is how you succeed."
Xylo was about to continue, but Tomoka had just begun scanning his power with a scouter. He scowled, watching the Saiyan's face morph from innocent curiosity to being frozen in fear. He muttered Xylo's power level aloud, causing the Mazoku to smirk to himself. He hadn't even realized he'd gotten so strong, and if what he felt inside himself was any indication, he had even more power just waiting to be unlocked.
Tomoka's fear had overtaken him entirely. He blubbered about how hopeless this spar would be, causing the Namekian to frown again. His brow-ridge furrowed, and he made a quick motion with his right hand. "Deactivate simulation."
The world around them fizzled away, returning them to the gravity chamber they started in. The chamber was bathed in a deep Crimson light, hinting that the gravity enhancement was still very much active. He stared at Tomoka harshly as he moved towards the door of the gravity chamber, blocking the way with his body. He cracked his knuckles, allowing his fists to rest at his sides as he spoke.
"Very well then. If you wish to leave and scuttle away to the dark corner of my kingdom, then so be it. All you have to do is move me out of your way, and you can go free. Sound simple enough?"
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Post by Tomoka on May 23, 2017 20:28:26 GMT
Tomoka watched as Xylo walked towards him, and he bowed his head in shame. He was not fit to serve Xylo. How could he be, when he was faced with a challenge, he practically started crying? How could he hope to become a Super Saiyan if he couldn't even train slightly hard? The answer was simple: he couldn't. But Xylo refused to take that for an answer. He demanded Tomoka become stronger, demanded he improve. Tomoka didn't know how he could with Xylo. It was simply impossible. How could he hope to become stronger when any punch from an opponent could kill him? He felt powerless, he- And suddenly, Tomoka finally looked up, taking a look at Xylo's face. Disappointment... no. Disgust. Justifiable disgust. Why would he not be disgusted by what he saw before him? He was watching a soldier blubber like a little boy who just had his ice cream taken away. He was acting pathetic. Utterly pathetic... and he was the only one who could change that. He now stood, determination and frustration painted over his face. Xylo had asked Tomoka to move him from the doorway, and that was what he would do. "Reactivate simulation." Tomoka snapped quickly. "Under direct command of Lord Xylo, I mu-" "Reactivate it. Now." He barked, impatience growing inside of him. As the scenery returned, Tomoka spoke to his Lord, the door behind him being replaced by the edge of the arena. "You know, my lord... you're right. How could I ever hope to become a Super Saiyan the way I act now? How could I possibly land a DENT on you, if I'm held back by looking at a fucking number?!" He asked, angered by his own failures. "I'll tell you that I won't just sulk in the corner of your kingdom. I'll tell you I won't let a war for a cause I want to see through play out without my intervention. I will fight, and I shall fight as what all Saiyans aspire to become: I shall fight as a Super Saiyan!" he shouted, a determined tone in his voice. He wasn't about to grovel like he did again. Not in a million years. He hovered in the air once more. This time, the blast would be powerful. MUCH more powerful. He began charging it, and before long, it grew. And it grew. And it grew. The ball went beyond the size of his hand. Beyond the size of his body. No... it was now half the size of the arena. The sky above Xylo was a blinding red light, burning as the attack began to finally finish forming. And now, Tomoka thrusted his arm downwards... the blast shooting downward. It felt... relieving. The massive blast shot downward at a much faster speed than anticipated, and even with such fast speed, it would still be very hard for Xylo to get out of the way of such a large blast. He wouldn't be surprised if the entire simulation crashed, as this explosion would most likely be in the... kiloton range? He wasn't familiar with how strong an explosion could be, but he knew they could get big. VERY big.
Lord Xylo [MP3] The Red Extinction used! 100% of weighted power put into this attack, intent being to knock Xylo over!
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Post by Lord Xylo on May 25, 2017 8:55:31 GMT
There was a tense moment of pause as Tomoka sat in shame. He didn't know what to do with himself. The shame of failure had rocked his being to the core, and it seemed he was having a hard time dealing with his own failure. There was a small part of Xylo-- his paternal side specifically-- that wanted to console the young Saiyan, but he knew his soldier would never grow if he was coddled. The Saiyan Turncoat needed to come to terms with his defeats on his own, lest he be stuck relying on others until the bitter end.
After some silence, Tomoka spoke, ordering the gravity chamber to switch back to the simulation they'd created moments ago. It protested at first, but the Saiyan stood firm in his command, and it obeyed. The room shifted one more time, returning them to the ceremonial battleground of Namek. Xylo glanced backwards. He was dangerously close to the edge of the arena, but he wouldn't move. Tomoka would need to do the moving.
The Mazoku Lord stood silent, his eyes narrowing as Tomoka began to speak. He berated himself for being so scared, before boasting that he would not back down. Xylo smirked, chuckling lightly. "That's the spirit."
Tomoka hopped into the air, his Ki charging much faster than before. He held the orb above his head as it grew to absolutely massive sizes. It had already reached the size of a skyscraper, and it continued to increase exponentially. The Namekian cracked his knuckles; the attack wasn't impressive by any means, but it was better than the last one by a wide margin.
With a mighty heave, Tomoka tossed his attack downwards, and the ball lurched. Its size was no slouch, but its speed left something to be desired. Still though, he couldn't just do this one away in a single swipe-- even if he could, breaking Tomoka's spirit entirely would be counter-productive.
The blast finally reached Xylo, and he stretched his hands out to hold it. He grunted as it pushed against him, his eyes widening in surprise. It was a lot tougher than he realized! His body moved back a few inches as the attack forced him backwards, its power pulsating as it desperately tried to break Xylo's defense.
"?!"
With one last push of power from the Red Extinction, Xylo lost his footing. He fell backwards towards the lava below as the ball exploded spectacularly, increasing his flight speed a bit too much. He tore through the air quickly, but with a quick Kiai burst, he was able to stop his momentum just short of his burning bath.
Floating upside-down inches above the lava, Xylo's brow-ridge furrowed in a mixture of confusion and anger. Did he really just underestimate his opponent so much that he'd nearly got himself sent to a Rejuvenation Chamber? It was truly a shameful display, but at least Tomoka was improving. Xylo swiveled around in the air, turning upright before flying towards the arena once again. He folded his arms across his chest as he came into view of Tomoka, a serious scowl painted on his face.
"Well done. Maybe next time you can do more than push me."
The simulation ended again, and Xylo's booted feet tapped onto the ground. He tapped the panel next to the metal door, and it slid open.
"Keep up your training. We'll do this again after Beppa is ours."
The Mazoku Lord stepped out of the room, and the door slid shut behind him.
Exiting thread. Taking PL With x10 grav bonus!
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Post by Tomoka on May 27, 2017 15:07:50 GMT
Tomoka looked down, before seeing Xylo no longer present in the spot he had been in, no doubt knocked over the edge. "Hehe... I actually did it... hehe... ehehehehe...AHAHAHHAAHAHAHAHAAHAHAHAHAHA!!!!" He laughed, an air of victory around him. He had done it! He had actually pushed Xylo! He was okay, and no longer would he be waiting on the sidelines! This was a triumphant day, and this was undeniable.
Tomoka didn't for a second believe that he had actually hurt Xylo, and he wasn't stupid enough to believe he had killed him. Xylo was far to powerful to be killed, or hurt by an attack like his. Still, Tomoka worried about the lava below, and as he slowly approached the edge, his fears were put to rest as Xylo hovered back into view. He quickly knelt down on one knee, bowing his head as he normally did. "I thank you for this opportunity my lord. Had this been on the battlefield against you, I know I would no longer have my head on my shoulders. There are those who have near the same strength as you milord, and for that, I thank you for helping me prepare, and helping me grow ever close to achieving the legend." He would say, before standing as Xylo deactivated the simulation. "As you command." he would say, before pushing the gravity up higher, the doors sliding closed behind Xylo. "This should be good..." He muttered, before he began punching the air yet again, the even stronger gravity weighing him down.
Today had been an important day in Tomoka's life, and that much was for certain. Words could not describe how much he had done here today, and how his pride had been restored. He was capable, at a 1/4 of his strength, to actually push lord Xylo, and that was phenomenal. He didn't know how it was that Xylo had been even slightly winded, but it appeared as if he had actually pushed him. Or, Xylo had made the mistake of not shooting it to the side while he could, and thus the sheer volume of the Ki blast was overwhelming. Nevetheless, he had managed to PUSH XYLO, and that was in itself a remarkable feat.
And so Tomoka followed his lords orders, and proceeded to train once more. Like Xylo had said, he should probably make sure he could do more than push him next time. After all, an attack was meant to kill, maim, or injure. NOT to push someone a few inches. And for that, he obeyed his lord's command.
Exiting thread. Taking PL with heavy weights and x10 bonus.
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Post by Capper Hofferson on Jun 5, 2017 23:54:25 GMT
Tomoka
| Lord Xylo | WC: 2,867 PL GAINS: 3,913 OLD PL: 45,059 NEW PL: 48,972 | WC: 1,869 PL GAINS: 2,840 OLD PL: 325,448 NEW PL: 328,288 |
Adding now.
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