Post by sake on Aug 11, 2017 3:34:03 GMT
Full Moon Active/ Medium Weights active.
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To say he wasn't happy would be an understatement. The fights he had hoped for on this planet were few and far between. And lacking in the time and effort it took to find them so far. Training wasn't much better since it wasn't something he could focus on doing with any constant length of time. Short bursts focused on one thing or another was about it. Learning new moves, or mastering his tail to remove it's weakness. His growth on this dust ball had been painfully slow so far and it was annoying the hell out of him. But he did manage a few things, and he knew now he could progress on his own a bit more. Thanks to meeting a zoan. For now...he had something else in mind, and he had only two days to prepare.
The moon would be full and out soon. This would give him an opportunity to train in his ape form again. To further master it to his own needs. The form boasted greater durability and damage resistance, with greater offensive powers as well. But the cost was a massive drop in speed and maneuverability. This form was much more primal, instinct driven and that was something he needed to direct. Controlling it completely would only hurt his ability to fight in that form, so he needed to be find a way to...merge his mind and senses with that side of him. Half a day now had gone by as he gathered supplies and returned to the first place he had trained his tail in ape form. Landing here he looked the place over, noting the damage that still lingered but was being overtaken by new growth of grass, brush and other things.
Life never stopped moving no matter what came at it. So simple a thing when surrounded by those like himself that caused so much destruction in the desire to dominate or be the strongest. But that was life. With a sigh he moved to the stone structure he had used on his last visit and stored his things there. Taking a drink of water he stretched before walking out to the center and sat down, crossing his legs beneath him. He didn't like meditation, it wasn't something he truly understood. But again, his encounter with the zoan master had opened his eyes, and damned his pride for being so stubborn in the first place. To improve, he had to be willing to do what he didn't understand until he did. Otherwise he would be going in circles. So with several deep and slow breaths he focused on a tree directly ahead of him. At the edge of this clearing, a survivor of his last visit. Tall, strong, a beacon of life to those around it. Slowly he felt himself relaxing. He kept to a steady breathing routine now, helping his mind to calm and empty itself.
After several minuets his senses were more aware, but he was relaxed. The wind blowing in the trees shaking the leaves, blowing the grass, the chirping of birds and insects came to him. Animals rummaging around in the brush all created some natural form of peace. Chaos within peace, and peace within chaos. Balance....that's what he needed. With the sounds around him, his mind soon went silent. Time and his body both seemed to simply freeze as he fell into this meditative trance. Remaining like this until the full moon began to rise with the falling night. Feeling it's pull he came out of his trance, slightly annoyed that he had been so deep into it something like that. He didn't have long before the change would come. So he took care of a few things, removed the parts of his outfit that wouldn't survive the change, took a few bites of food and a drink of water. Once done he returned to where he had been sitting and waited.
Staring into the night sky he waited. Watched as the night came over the land, and new sounds filled the forests. And the moon climbed high in the sky. Full and pure, radiating it's power. He smiled as he felt that power course through him, setting his blood on fire and his tail shot back and forth in excited agitation. Then the trigger shot through him once enough of the moon's power filled his saiyan body. The blood rushed in his ears like the roar of the ocean, and his heart pounded in his chest as if to jump right out. Bones snapped and shifted as he began to grow. His eyes becoming blank as fur began to cover his body. His face protruded forward, fangs growing in, ears pointing more and shifting. His mind focused, and he found the primal side of his body as it changed. And embraced it. It was a bit difficult but he managed thanks to his meditation. With that came a more relaxed form during the change.
His hands clenched into fists and upon the transformation completing he threw his head back in a roar. Looking down, his hands moving into view he could feel the primal instincts raging. Waiting for direction to unleash this raw power. But he held that direction now. So he now needed to test the limits of this body. Basics first of course. Punches, back hand swings, slams, kicks, stomps, lunges and jumps. Even using his tail to test it's speed and mobility. While powerful, he was slow as he knew well ahead of time. But he had to work with these constraints and master this form more. So he did just that. Spending much time moving about, merging his senses and control with the body itself. Those primal instincts flowing as well to give him a much more vicious and powerful experience. Once he had a good feel for this, he began to focus on the ki within him. While he couldn't channel his true power, he was able to use ki. Firing from the mouth, the hands and the chest mostly. So he began to work with this as much as possible. Testing the limits and getting used to the abilities and power.
Everything in this form was so raw, built for power and durability. Even his senses of hearing and smell were higher, and his eyesight to a point. The entire time though he simply guided himself, channeled the primal side until it was familiar in every action. Only once he had the feel for the form and a good merger of the primal nature and his own mind did he allow himself to calm down. He'd never be that fast, but he could pull some good moves if needed. He surveyed the area around him, glad to see that this time he didn't cause too much more damage to the place. There was still several hours left though so he once more ran through each motion. Combining what he could into each action before he had burned through all of his power. He sat down and simply watched and listened now. Letting his mind and body rest, and relax. Embracing the primal side so that both were one and would remain that way.
After more meditation to finish the night out, he soon felt the power leaving his body. The moon was setting, and the sun would be rising shortly. Steam rolled from his body as he began to shrink, and every change that he had gone through, began to be undone. Returning him to his normal state. Standing he stretched and breathed deeply before he found the small pool of water just outside the clearing and washed up. Returning to the structure he ate, drank and lay back in the cool shade. He would sleep now, let himself recover from the night. One step closer to being a better fighter at least. He now was more dangerous when he had to use that form. His eyes closed as he drifted into a light and restful slumber.
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To say he wasn't happy would be an understatement. The fights he had hoped for on this planet were few and far between. And lacking in the time and effort it took to find them so far. Training wasn't much better since it wasn't something he could focus on doing with any constant length of time. Short bursts focused on one thing or another was about it. Learning new moves, or mastering his tail to remove it's weakness. His growth on this dust ball had been painfully slow so far and it was annoying the hell out of him. But he did manage a few things, and he knew now he could progress on his own a bit more. Thanks to meeting a zoan. For now...he had something else in mind, and he had only two days to prepare.
The moon would be full and out soon. This would give him an opportunity to train in his ape form again. To further master it to his own needs. The form boasted greater durability and damage resistance, with greater offensive powers as well. But the cost was a massive drop in speed and maneuverability. This form was much more primal, instinct driven and that was something he needed to direct. Controlling it completely would only hurt his ability to fight in that form, so he needed to be find a way to...merge his mind and senses with that side of him. Half a day now had gone by as he gathered supplies and returned to the first place he had trained his tail in ape form. Landing here he looked the place over, noting the damage that still lingered but was being overtaken by new growth of grass, brush and other things.
Life never stopped moving no matter what came at it. So simple a thing when surrounded by those like himself that caused so much destruction in the desire to dominate or be the strongest. But that was life. With a sigh he moved to the stone structure he had used on his last visit and stored his things there. Taking a drink of water he stretched before walking out to the center and sat down, crossing his legs beneath him. He didn't like meditation, it wasn't something he truly understood. But again, his encounter with the zoan master had opened his eyes, and damned his pride for being so stubborn in the first place. To improve, he had to be willing to do what he didn't understand until he did. Otherwise he would be going in circles. So with several deep and slow breaths he focused on a tree directly ahead of him. At the edge of this clearing, a survivor of his last visit. Tall, strong, a beacon of life to those around it. Slowly he felt himself relaxing. He kept to a steady breathing routine now, helping his mind to calm and empty itself.
After several minuets his senses were more aware, but he was relaxed. The wind blowing in the trees shaking the leaves, blowing the grass, the chirping of birds and insects came to him. Animals rummaging around in the brush all created some natural form of peace. Chaos within peace, and peace within chaos. Balance....that's what he needed. With the sounds around him, his mind soon went silent. Time and his body both seemed to simply freeze as he fell into this meditative trance. Remaining like this until the full moon began to rise with the falling night. Feeling it's pull he came out of his trance, slightly annoyed that he had been so deep into it something like that. He didn't have long before the change would come. So he took care of a few things, removed the parts of his outfit that wouldn't survive the change, took a few bites of food and a drink of water. Once done he returned to where he had been sitting and waited.
Staring into the night sky he waited. Watched as the night came over the land, and new sounds filled the forests. And the moon climbed high in the sky. Full and pure, radiating it's power. He smiled as he felt that power course through him, setting his blood on fire and his tail shot back and forth in excited agitation. Then the trigger shot through him once enough of the moon's power filled his saiyan body. The blood rushed in his ears like the roar of the ocean, and his heart pounded in his chest as if to jump right out. Bones snapped and shifted as he began to grow. His eyes becoming blank as fur began to cover his body. His face protruded forward, fangs growing in, ears pointing more and shifting. His mind focused, and he found the primal side of his body as it changed. And embraced it. It was a bit difficult but he managed thanks to his meditation. With that came a more relaxed form during the change.
His hands clenched into fists and upon the transformation completing he threw his head back in a roar. Looking down, his hands moving into view he could feel the primal instincts raging. Waiting for direction to unleash this raw power. But he held that direction now. So he now needed to test the limits of this body. Basics first of course. Punches, back hand swings, slams, kicks, stomps, lunges and jumps. Even using his tail to test it's speed and mobility. While powerful, he was slow as he knew well ahead of time. But he had to work with these constraints and master this form more. So he did just that. Spending much time moving about, merging his senses and control with the body itself. Those primal instincts flowing as well to give him a much more vicious and powerful experience. Once he had a good feel for this, he began to focus on the ki within him. While he couldn't channel his true power, he was able to use ki. Firing from the mouth, the hands and the chest mostly. So he began to work with this as much as possible. Testing the limits and getting used to the abilities and power.
Everything in this form was so raw, built for power and durability. Even his senses of hearing and smell were higher, and his eyesight to a point. The entire time though he simply guided himself, channeled the primal side until it was familiar in every action. Only once he had the feel for the form and a good merger of the primal nature and his own mind did he allow himself to calm down. He'd never be that fast, but he could pull some good moves if needed. He surveyed the area around him, glad to see that this time he didn't cause too much more damage to the place. There was still several hours left though so he once more ran through each motion. Combining what he could into each action before he had burned through all of his power. He sat down and simply watched and listened now. Letting his mind and body rest, and relax. Embracing the primal side so that both were one and would remain that way.
After more meditation to finish the night out, he soon felt the power leaving his body. The moon was setting, and the sun would be rising shortly. Steam rolled from his body as he began to shrink, and every change that he had gone through, began to be undone. Returning him to his normal state. Standing he stretched and breathed deeply before he found the small pool of water just outside the clearing and washed up. Returning to the structure he ate, drank and lay back in the cool shade. He would sleep now, let himself recover from the night. One step closer to being a better fighter at least. He now was more dangerous when he had to use that form. His eyes closed as he drifted into a light and restful slumber.