Post by Gnash on May 15, 2015 21:43:28 GMT
The Namekian’s hulking feet planted firmly against the summit known as Mt. Frappe. His green skin flared with various pulsating veins that streamed across his biceps and neck. The wind atop the mountain was still, not a sound in the world reached the summit. Steep rocks surrounded the brim of the mountain’s peak, forming a bowl like shape. It was a new training spot for Gnash. Usually people came to the North in order to train under harsh conditions, considering how cold it got sometimes. Gnash would normally respond to that with; “The cold never bothered me anyway.” Plus, this bowl shadowing over his training area provided more than enough coverage from the winds.
Being a Warrior-caste Namekian, Gnash has always had access to a dormant power that could unleash his full potential as a Namekian Warrior. The power up turned him into what people would call a ‘Great Namek’. Though he was able to access it, he had absolutely no control over this new form. That’s why he was here; To gain mastery over his ‘Great Namek’. This form would be exceptionally useful for his future training. He’d have gone so far as to say it was absolutely essential. This form, from past experience, basically quadrupled his current power, boosting his strength, speed, and his senses. Along with his already keen intellect, it could turn him into a very dangerous warrior.
From what his father had told him about the Great Namek form, it was a form that every Namekian, no matter their Caste, could attain. Though, he noted that it was more prominent among the Warrior-Caste. It gave the Namekian the ability to transform into a giant version of themselves, ranging anywhere from 20-50 feet in height. This wasn’t something Gnash was particularly interested in, though. He doesn’t want to turn into a gigantic green alien, as he was already big enough as it was. He wasn’t going to allow that to be the case, here. He needed to mold this form into his his own style.
He spread his feet equally apart, placing them underneath his shoulders. A white-ish green aura flooded the canyon-like bowl, flaring up around the Namekian’s body. Veins pulsed throughout his biceps and bald head. He grit his canine-like fangs, perking his antennas and ears up in the process. The ground around his feet cracked slightly, sending very tiny pebbles into the air. His skin began to stretch, his muscles bulging against his green flesh, threatening to burst out. “Haa… Heyaaa…. Hnggnn…. Haaaaa….. HAAAAAHHH!”
If any passersby were anywhere remotely near the mountain, they’d be able to feel an energy rising. Lime-green coloured energy spiked upwards, billowing out of the top of the mountain. This was one of the first times he was entering his Great Namek form for several years. During his youth, he focused on honing his innate abilities rather than relying on his transformation. Once he realized that he could shrink his form down to a reasonable size while also increasing his power output, was when he decided to actually take it upon himself to train this form. It would come in handy.
His body began to grow in size, increasing his already monstrous height and bulk. He had begun to grow so tall that his head even peeked up from over the mountain’s peak. His body fluctuated in size, ranging from 20 feet, all the way back down to 8 feet, then back up to 20. It was obvious to anyone who may have witnessed this, that he was having trouble controlling his this form. Finally, after what seemed like ages, his body shrunk back down to 11 feet. Although it wasn’t exactly where he wanted it to be, it was good enough for training purposes. After all, that’s what this session was about, right?
He stood up straight, reaching a leviathan like size. His aura settled down to a bright lime-green, serenely engulfing his body like a calm flame. “This is gonna have to do for now.” He fell back into his signature Namekian battle stance. One thing was for certain, it was resonating some incredible power.
Being a Warrior-caste Namekian, Gnash has always had access to a dormant power that could unleash his full potential as a Namekian Warrior. The power up turned him into what people would call a ‘Great Namek’. Though he was able to access it, he had absolutely no control over this new form. That’s why he was here; To gain mastery over his ‘Great Namek’. This form would be exceptionally useful for his future training. He’d have gone so far as to say it was absolutely essential. This form, from past experience, basically quadrupled his current power, boosting his strength, speed, and his senses. Along with his already keen intellect, it could turn him into a very dangerous warrior.
From what his father had told him about the Great Namek form, it was a form that every Namekian, no matter their Caste, could attain. Though, he noted that it was more prominent among the Warrior-Caste. It gave the Namekian the ability to transform into a giant version of themselves, ranging anywhere from 20-50 feet in height. This wasn’t something Gnash was particularly interested in, though. He doesn’t want to turn into a gigantic green alien, as he was already big enough as it was. He wasn’t going to allow that to be the case, here. He needed to mold this form into his his own style.
He spread his feet equally apart, placing them underneath his shoulders. A white-ish green aura flooded the canyon-like bowl, flaring up around the Namekian’s body. Veins pulsed throughout his biceps and bald head. He grit his canine-like fangs, perking his antennas and ears up in the process. The ground around his feet cracked slightly, sending very tiny pebbles into the air. His skin began to stretch, his muscles bulging against his green flesh, threatening to burst out. “Haa… Heyaaa…. Hnggnn…. Haaaaa….. HAAAAAHHH!”
If any passersby were anywhere remotely near the mountain, they’d be able to feel an energy rising. Lime-green coloured energy spiked upwards, billowing out of the top of the mountain. This was one of the first times he was entering his Great Namek form for several years. During his youth, he focused on honing his innate abilities rather than relying on his transformation. Once he realized that he could shrink his form down to a reasonable size while also increasing his power output, was when he decided to actually take it upon himself to train this form. It would come in handy.
His body began to grow in size, increasing his already monstrous height and bulk. He had begun to grow so tall that his head even peeked up from over the mountain’s peak. His body fluctuated in size, ranging from 20 feet, all the way back down to 8 feet, then back up to 20. It was obvious to anyone who may have witnessed this, that he was having trouble controlling his this form. Finally, after what seemed like ages, his body shrunk back down to 11 feet. Although it wasn’t exactly where he wanted it to be, it was good enough for training purposes. After all, that’s what this session was about, right?
He stood up straight, reaching a leviathan like size. His aura settled down to a bright lime-green, serenely engulfing his body like a calm flame. “This is gonna have to do for now.” He fell back into his signature Namekian battle stance. One thing was for certain, it was resonating some incredible power.