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Post by Deleted on Jul 2, 2015 1:40:04 GMT
Drake looked up and watched the girl. She seemed to be greatly enjoying this, when suddenly a devious smile appeared. He had a feeling he should be worried. Her eyes began jerking around and suddenly he heard a noise. Music began blasting in the ship. He hardly paid attention but if he did he might have known what was in store. She commanded him to listen to the song, of course it was on repeat, and it might help take his mind off of what was about to happen. He wondered briefly what was the reason for the song and replied. "Half a man, I am more than most men." Suddenly his weight multiplied by ten. His mouth burst open with surprise and he smashed to the ground . His left leg crashed first and felt the force of his whole body weight times ten! He screamed as the completely useless limb erupted with pain and felt like it was on fire. He collapsed onto knees and hands. He felt the wooden hand taking the strain and he tried to stay up. His teeth gritted and sweat poured down his face. He had to get back up. His right leg slowly crawled up and prepared. With a shout it kicked up and he attempted to rise. The single leg however couldn't handle the gravity and his body didn't leave with it. His weight now shifted to the crippled leg once again and he couldn't stand it. His body smashed into the ground, almost no part not touching the floor. He was still screaming from the small time he had just spent with the weight on his leg a moment before. His leg just couldn't stand it. He desperately tried getting up again but only could lay there.
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Post by Zexama on Jul 2, 2015 1:55:26 GMT
((Just to clarify, Zexama is in 130x gravity and you are in 10x.))
Zexama's smile vanished as she saw Drake struggle to move, she made a small laugh as this was exactly what had happened to her. Now, for inspiration purposes, Zexama shouted in Dragon Drake's face. "HAH! A Man? You? Maybe in mind not in physical." Zexama felt bad as she involved his missing arm and useless leg into the mixture, but hopefully it would work. "You piece of scum! I'm in 130x gravity right now and I'm fine! If you don't get up then I guess we can just switch roles huh? You take 130x and I take 10x."
Zexama felt a tad guilty about what she was doing but it was worth, Zexama knew that it was possibly for Drake to stand so she brought up a threat that would hopefully make him do better sooner or later. "Listen up, you like that arm don't you? If you don't get up by the time that timer strikes 0, I'm taking it BACK!" Zexama was shouting in a completely serious voice and pointed to a bored which showed a timer ticking down from 15. 15...14...13. What happens when the time strikes 0? Will Dragon Drake even survive!?! Find out next time on...DRAGON DRAKE Z!
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Post by Deleted on Jul 2, 2015 2:17:19 GMT
She began shouting in his face, about how maybe e was a man in mind, but not body. He felt Ki rising in him and struggled. His heavy weights added with the gravity chamber and was making it even worse. He began screaming with frustration and pressed as hard as he could on the floor. "I!! WILL! NOT! BE! BEAT!" He slightly lifted half an inch off the ground, a puddle now forming beneath him from sweat. She begin saying about how she was in so much higher gravity, and he couldn't tell at all. "NO! I AM NOT HALF! I AM MORE THAN A FULL ONE!" He smashed against the floor and raised now half a foot. He punched against the ground with his wood arm and backed upwards onto his knees. He slowly liffed himself up, screaming with pain from the leg. He now stood up fully, but all his focus was on his leg. Hi head was bent down towards it and both arms are on it. Tears and sweat rolled down his body as pain ricocheted through his body.
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Post by Deleted on Jul 2, 2015 3:01:41 GMT
((Heavy Weights enabled))
Trees rushed past her as she busily sped through a small forest, her legs carrying her through the branches and bark as she rushed to increase her speed. The reason for such a hurry was in front of her and being closed in on quickly. Being the predator after prey, Zerori’s cerulean gaze never faltered from its mark as she closed in on them. In front of her, on a speeder bike that she could swear was the fasted model of it’s class, was a man with a skull tattoo, long tattered hair and a jacket that read ‘Die Young!’ In East City, he was wanted for various counts of murder, theft and – most recently – assault on an officer. Now, she wasn’t a team player and didn’t make a habit of helping cops in any way form or fashion.
However, five thousand zenie for a live capture was hard to pass up; especially if you just happened to be in the neighborhood on business.
Closing in fast, she grinned a sardonic grin before lifting a hand behind her. If it was possible, her mark seemed to sense what was happening and turned around to glance at her from over his shoulder. With a final push off a branch, she ignited a fist quickly and threw it at the engine of his vehicle and latched onto it with another hand in the steering stick. He let out a cry of surprise and she leered at him, “Don’t make it worse; I can’t say I’ve learned to drive these things, yet,” Even in his panic, she narrowly avoided a sluggish swipe by leaning back and grasping the front of the machine backwards. In a fluid motion as she did so, her legs lashed out and wrapped her ankles around his throat.
Now choking, she didn’t waste anytime and looked forward to try and half-hazardly steer the machine someplace safe. Tightening her ankles around his neck, she tried to make him suffocate without breaking his neck – which proved difficult as they were getting dangerously close to the city. Come on, you stupid son of a-! When she felt him no longer beat at her legs and go limp, she let go and leaned back up, flipped over to sit in his lap and lead the machine somewhere flat. When she tried to break, however-
“Oh you’re kidding me…” She muttered, looking up to crash through the trees and fall off of a cliff side that was only five feet from the clearing. Falling from the height of about 20 meters, the city right under them, she eyed a ship thet they were about to crash into. With a panicked expression, she turned and grabbed the unconscious man behind her, “Abandoning ship!” and stepped into the wind just before the speeder crashed into the structure. She reappeared near the space ship, the man flung over her shoulder without a care, and winced at the damage that was caused, “Ohhh, I’m… sure that’ll come right out,” She muttered and dropped the body on her shoulder to the ground.
As she observed and ship, looking over its design that seemed only slightly familiar but she couldn’t quite place it, she hardly noticed a turret move in on her slowly before she heard the sound of energy being released and disappeared into a step before reappearing a few feet from her spot, “Hey, cut it out! It was obviously an accident!” She argued with the machine, unaware that it was autonomous. Stepping again when it blasted her, she reappeared above the ship this time, “Can’t get me while inside the ship, dumbass!” Before smashing the top of the ship in and dropping down.
She just hoped that the owner wasn't too terribly angry...
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Post by Zexama on Jul 2, 2015 16:21:33 GMT
Zexama clasped her hands together as she pondered on the thought of whether or not Dragon Drake would over come this advancement in gravity. Wondering whether Drake would make it up before the clock strikes 0 she experienced every moment Drake faced with a sudden movement of a memory of her doing it herself. The funny thing is that Dragon Drake had his Heavy Scales on that acted as Heavy weights. Yet, now they weight 10x they did before he stepped into the amazing chamber of gravity. Zexama still had not a clue on how the chamber works but she didn’t really need to know since it would not help her training very much.
As Drake began to move, quite impressive I know, Zexama saw a colossal amount of sweat pour from his face and all around his body, there was even a decently sized puddle underneath him. She laughed at the poor little cripple as she slowly began moving from his comfortable lying down position to what seemed like a potential push-up position. Zexama heard the old cripple cry back out at Zexama ‘I will not be beat’ and other crap like that. Zexama just nodded her head and gave him a response. ”We’ll see about that now won’t we, it looks like you have nine seconds left.”
The words spoken from Zexama’s mouth were the complete truth and Zexama was actually getting worried. She desperately wanted to make Drake just float to the roof by using her mental powers but that would ruin the whole point of this current training program wouldn’t it? Zexama just watched Dragon Drake scream in agony as he began putting high amount of escalated amounts of weight on it. In between Dragon Drake’s roars a little speech was heard about how he was more than a full man. Zexama nodded at the excuse to Zexama’s previous insult, yet he was still missing an arm.
Zexama looked as he screamed some more before placing his hands on his leg, to make it feel better? Anyway, Zexama was quick to reply to his screaming statement and just said her words without much expression. ”Yeah, that’s the spirit Dragon Drake.” With a sarcastic slow clap of her hands she made a consistent beat that echoed throughout the room. Zexama watched as Dragon Drake began to cry, she didn’t blame as he had done a good effort. Zexama made a little badge in her hand and threw it onto Drake’s clothes, she tried to pin it to him and it read in large letters. ‘Medal of participation!’ WOW!
Zexama smiled at Drake as she turned her attention to the scouter who was now speaking. ”Zexama, 20,000 Power level detected Up! Turret targeting the same being, wait never mind that, she broke the ship. She has also fallen in our 130x gravity zone.” Zexama looked upwards as she smashed through the glass and right above Zexama, she started fallen slowly before the gravity caught up to her and she went flying into the ground at incredible speeds. (unless she didn’t)
She almost forgot that she was in 130x Gravity as it hardly seemed to affect her what so ever. Her strength was enough to resist the gravity so even with her weights on she had no negative properties right now. Zexama moved out of the way so that the concentrated gravity around her would not effect this new guest thing. Zexama waved her hand softly and the glass that was spread all throughout the floor slowly gathered together and made the top of the roof intact again. Zexama looked at the new person and noticed the tail, she sighed as she believed she had found another damn monkey, so many evil guys out and about it was crazy. Hopefully this one was different.
Zexama decided to be nice to the guest and treat what seemed to be a her with respect. She gave a short bow to the person before beginning to speak. ”Hello and welcome to Wyntre’s ship, we kindly welcome you to the gravity chamber. Fret not for the glass as it has already been repaired. Would you like some food? I would be glad to make you some if you would like.” Zexama pushed the button on her scouter and it started a full body scan. ”Hmm interesting, scans say that the guest is a Demon/saiyan hybrid, quite interesting I must say.”
Zexama thought if the new person had ever experienced gravity chambers, actually, she would ask them so that she could make them train at what they are comfortable with. ”Sorry to be so subtle but have you used a gravity chamber before? If so I would be glad to raise your area to a high gravity while Dragon Drake over here trains at 10x. Drake, greet our new guest.” Zexama looked at Drake and expected the guy who was currently screaming in pain to say ‘Hey, I’m Dragon Drake, wassap?’ Or something like that at least.
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Post by Deleted on Jul 3, 2015 0:56:15 GMT
Drake closed his eyes, and his breath began to slow. His whole body began to go straight up, incredible strain on him. It was the first time he had experienced anything like this, the incredible gravity. He had always lives on earth, used to its perfectly normal to him gravity. And here he was, now ten times his regular weight. In fact, his useless leg would have been terrible in just ten times his body weight. But that wasn't all, he hadn't thought to take off his weights. So now he had an incredible mass upon him, close to half onto his useless leg. Muscles bulged and a single foot trembled. The leg began shaking and jerky violently. A low vibration came from his throat as veins popped out on his face. Slowly, a centimeter, a few, an inch, two inches now, up to four, his foot came up. His body leaned forward and a foot started moving a different way than simply upwards. It traveled forward, and r desperately pushed. With a gasp of relief, it reached its destination and touched down. He had taken a step. His first step in ten times gravity, his first step towards incredible power. He would become stronger, and fight. Maybe Zexama would turn him into something, who knew. But whatever direction he took, this was the first step in it.
Now for the tricky part, the left leg. He wasn't exactly for sure, but he had to get this done. Maybe if he could just shift the weight to the right leg, then try to swing his weight forward and let it pull his left leg up. Yea, that had to work. He shifted balance, a massive weight now on the right leg. But he could live through it, he had to. He started leaning forward, his who body moving. He held it that way, and attempted to slightly press down on the floor, raising on his toe. Now for lift off. He put down more pressure and felt movement. His body began falling forward and he let his hip swivel. His left leg liffed up and it crashed forward. He leaned back and forth, trying to balance. He couldn't control and his left leg went towards the ground. His weight shifted forward and his eyes widened a she realized his mistake. His left leg landed and the right began to slip, his weight now on the weak one. He yelled out as he couldn't do anything. He felt pain rushing through already damaged nerves and felt incredible strain on the limb. His eyes went wide as suddenly he felt like the leg burst. He watched as small red spots began appearing on the slick black outfit he wore and began to grew.
He gasped with pain at the sudden injury and tried to stay up. Falling certainly wouldn't help. He closed his eyes, concentrating. He felt his Ki around him, and grabbed it with his mind. He pulled it downwards to his right leg, and focused. The energy wrapped itself around the limb, beginning to support it. Slowly, he pulled. His mind strained to handle the mental struggle that was caused by the massive gravity resisting his movement. Slowly, tremors started shaking the struggling limb as the Ki took hold. He subconsciously pulled his hands up, doing the same movement with his mind. He balanced his weight, trying to not injure the leg anymore, and the strong leg took flight. It barely levitated, shaking obviously in the air. It rose more and more, before moving in place. With a sigh it hit the ground right where he wanted. He shifted not for the first time and was now standing.
The pink 'princess' walked up to him, with a slow clap that sounded just filled with sarcasm. He listened to the sound beat, a constant noise unchanging. A tacky badge appeared in her hands and she tossed it into him. She carefully pinned it onto him and he looked down. 'Medal of Participation.' He glared at her but couldn't take it off without possibly ruining his balance. Suddenly a scooter like his began speaking, it seemed almost sentiment. He listened interested as the robot spoke, and told off a power level coming. "Is that thing alive? Wouldn't that be cool," he said wistfully as someone came through the roof. His eyes instantly stuck to their tail, then travelled upwards and he recognized them. It was one of the tailed women in the cave.
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Post by Deleted on Jul 3, 2015 2:01:39 GMT
When she’d smashed through the top of the ship, falling from the short height, there wasn’t a thing she could do when it felt like gravity had suddenly taken over and thrust her faster toward the ground. Throwing her hand out, she smashed against the floor with a grunt of excretion. However, instead of holding herself up she felt her muscle buckle and she only just barely managed to throw her arm out from under her to land on her cheek face-first – Narrowly avoiding snapping her arm in two. Groaning from the sudden gravity that nearly pushed her skin from it’s muscle and bone, she clenched her eyes shut to try and block out the pain.
It was only when it stopped did she let out a gasp of breath she didn’t realize she was holding and rolled onto her back. Catching her breath, she stared at the broken ceiling, almost blinded by the sun as it hung overhead, before she had to focus again. What the… fuck am I seeing? There, floating from the ground and back into place, were pieces of glass and rubble as it pieces itself back together like it never even happened. She blinked; once more - then rubbed her eyes before looking at the fixed ceiling before she finally believed that it had really repaired itself. Oookay, where am I? Came the thought, fraught with a tinge of panic.
When a young girl, she was sure she was a kid, bowed and spoke to her with far more respect than Zerori was used to, she just stared with her mouth agape. When food was offered and the damage was declared to have been fixed, She fixed it? – Zerori slightly shook herself of her shock and nodded. “I’d like that, uhm… thanks,” Getting to her feet cautiously, she glanced around the chamber. “Wyntre, huh? Sounds like an Arcosian. I’m surprised they’re out this far in the wilderness,” She mused before her eyes caught sight of a familiar face.
Her face broke out in a smile and she raised a hand in greeting, “Hey Sneakster! How’s it hangin’!? Got a new arm, I see!” Walking close to him, she leered at him, “Been keeping out of trouble of saiyans? Never know what ya could lose next.” She paused to turn and look at the pink girl, “Oh, yeah. I’m at about times seventy, so that would be good to train at.” For a moment, she felt lost and a bit awkward before it hit her and she walked toward the girl and leaned down to hold out her hand with a mock representation of an Earthling greeting. With a smirk, she declared, “Zerori. I take it you’re not Wyntre, or…?” It was asked more like a question since she really didn’t know.
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Post by Zexama on Jul 3, 2015 8:09:21 GMT
With great caution Zexama walked up towards Dragon Drake, she was careful to not stand too close to Drake otherwise the gravity that was pushing down against Zexama would go to Drake and he would become nothing but a pancake, well, after Zexama’s finished with him at least. Zexama looked at Drake take very slow movements as he began to move his foot. More sweat was dripping off his face. Now his face, oh his messed up face. His faced seemed to be filled with courage as he thought he would do this step, he was actually being quite impressive for his first time in 10x gravity. Zexama gave a small chuckle as she thought about how funny it would be when Zexama took Drake to Arcose, oh good, the gravity is 10x earth’s gravity so it’ll be a pain in ass to watch take steps as slow as this on Arcose, oh the pain of thinking. Just to be the meanest cotch ever she would break the news to him about the gravity on Arcose. While stretching her back forwards with the support of her hands she said in a completely calm voice over the screams of Drake ”Hey, you realise that Arcose has around 20x gravity, EVERYWHERE! So, you better put your game face on and keep taking those very slow steps of glory there.”
Zexama saw Dragon Drake’s curiosity over power him as he asked if her scouter was alive and it would be cool if it was. Zexama smiled as she nodded her head and removed her scouter so that he could inspect it. Then a quite boastful voice came along. ”Yes actually it is, it is quite impressive and I designed it myself. Would you like me to modify your one like this too? I would be glad to as soon as you walk over here."[/color] Zexama was at least ten meters away and for him to get to where Zexama was standing it would take around ten minutes since this damn guy couldn’t take a step without screaming or crying in pain. Zexama had to give it to him though, she didn’t know very many people who would go through this much trouble just to get stronger or for someone, but you know, here Dragon Drake is. Zexama caught Drake’s eyes following Zerori as she feel into the ground with quite some force. His face was implying that he rather knew his person or had no idea in the world what or who she was, yet something about his face made Zexama feel as if Drake had known this person from somewhere.
[/font] She listened to the new guest speak in her presence and gave off which was hopefully a comfortable and welcoming smile to the person. Zexama looked at her face which look quite shocked from Zexama magically repairing the roof. When the new comer said that she would like some food Zexama raised a hand and a table came out of the ground a freshly cooked meat was served all across it. ”Alright Drake, make your way over if you want some, I’ll also change your scouter if you want. Now you, take a seat.” Zexama quickly materialised a seat out of the ground and sat on it before another seat appeared on the other side of the table allowing enough room for her guest to come in. ”I have a wide selection of foods if you would like anything else, just name it if you want anything and I’ll be happy to make it for you.” Zexama smiled at her politeness and handed a suddenly made menu over the table. With a few more waves of her hand fancy decorations filled the table and cups with napkins in them sat on either side of the table. The menu had one word and one word only; ‘Everything’.
Zexama looked at the monkey person slightly confused. ”Hey look at that, that abomination thinks you’re that ugly thing, not surprising, you’re both pretty ugly in my opinion, chances are that someone is bound to get confused. Zexama just shrugged her shoulders at her evil side. Zexama didn’t mind that she thought Zexama was Wyntre, but Zexama answered regardless. ”Yes, Wyntre is an arcosian’s name and I am not Wyntre, Wyntre is my former master and ruler of the Arcosian Empire. I see, I’ll put your area onto 70x gravity then.”[/color] Zexama pushed her scouter and it added a gravitational push on the area that Zerori would stand by hacking into the Gravity Chamber and charging the programming. Zexama grabbed her chair and rocked on her chair before falling too far and onto the floor. It seems she was not used to rocking on chair while they were experiencing 130x Gravity. Zexama did a backwards roll onto the ground and popped back into position. ”So Zerori, it seems you have a Pl quite high since it seems you are wearing weights, I might even invite you to join a new thing I am going to make to create peace. Well, you may be a big meanie so I won’t speak any more about it. Don’t worry about eating too much food cause I can make heaps more if you like.” Zexama waited for a little while since it was fairly obvious that the two knew each other and they would most likely interact with greetings and other things.
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Bing Gan
Administrator
PL: 374,871
Enlightenment (x16P), S. Ascension (x23)
Zeni: 13,528
Tag: @bingg
OOC Name: Bing/Biggums/TruetoCaesar
Posts: 3,722
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Post by Bing Gan on Jul 22, 2015 5:59:18 GMT
Zexama, your Word Count is 4395 and your PL Gains are: 6,923!
Current PL Total: 109,170 > New PL total: 116,093!
Zerori, your Word Count is 1091 and your PL Gains are: 1510!
Current PL Total: 147,112 > New PL Total: 148,622!
@shock3600 please PM me and I'll grade you for this thread!
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Post by Beryl Roarke on Jan 8, 2016 19:16:20 GMT
Drake - 31,714 + 3934 = 35,648 PL.
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