Post by Doctor Kouda on Sept 12, 2015 18:31:44 GMT
[Heavy Weights Bonus]
Silence.
This was the heart of Arcose, the glacial belt. Zucceta and the saiyans had already left Arcose, off on another conquest or to return to their home as victorious heroes. But what home did Kouda have to return to? Arcose was once his birthplace but Arcose was but a corpse now. Such a concept of home had been lost so long ago, buried beneath the fall of time. Now he had condemned himself
Kouda had wandered away from the ship during the dead of night. His troubled mind and restless body had dragged him into the deep snows of Arcose's wildlands. The Tree of Might had already consumed all of the natural life on the planet. Kouda was the last living soul left walking on the planet.
In the distance, Kouda could see something, looming within the snowstorm. It was the peak of a crumbled mass of stone and slope. The snow now rising to about his waist, Kouda lurched towards the landmark. The heat was rapidly deserting his own body and with each step, he lurched forward with more fatigue. Kouda was already quite aged when he had first escaped Arcose and set off on his journey.
Through will and determination, Kouda had slowed the process of his body's aging in order for him to enact his revenge. With his vendetta now finished, his aging resumed and his body had taken the toll of his self delay. He was now far more elderly than he had last remembered. On his journey, Kouda had pushed his body to its limits, in order to make it as strong as it was in his youth as an assassin. But time waits for no man, this Kouda knew.
Kouda dug his tired claws into the withering rocks of the mountain he reached. His red cloak fluttered in the air behind him as the freezing winds rushed past him. He clambered on to the summit, absent of thought in his mind. He crawled towards the tallest edge and peered over the blinding whiteness of the tundra around him. He had journeyed throughout his life to destroy the Arcosian Empire and send his people to their homeworld. Gream. Pah'mazhan. His people. They were either dead or had gone faraway to the unknown edges of the Void. He knew not if he would ever see those close to his heart ever again. Those that were sacrificed, that had been killed along the way, could find resolution. Kouda looked upward at the stars above him with acceptance. It was finished.
He was barely alive now, his scales covered in frost. Kouda's husk froze on the peak of the forgotten mountain. Snow gently masking his body. Snow taking back the time Kouda had stole.
The good doctor reached within his cloak and revealed an orange fruit, a prize from the Queen's tree. With his last shred of energy, Kouda sunk his fangs into the fruit. A surging rush of power began to flow through his body. This is what he was waiting for...
Kouda revealed a potion from his cloak, a mutation serum that he had created. He shattered the glass vial above his mouth and drank its contents. Lost and in solitude, Kouda was willing to see the outcome of the dangerous combination of his serum and the tree's fruit. His teeth began to fall out of his mouth and his flesh began to melt. Tentacle like fibers of organic flesh shot out of Kouda's body and began flailing in the air. His rib cage sprang forth and broke free from it's body. Gigantic and claw shape, the ribs began to extend into a set of spider like legs. His jaw unhinged as he let forth of a roar that echoed across the dead planet. Teeth began gnawing through the back of his eyes as two strange serpents dug out of his eye. By the end of the transformation, Kouda was a giant mass of organic flesh writhing.
The last traces of Kouda in the monstrosity were only heard in the gurgling screams beneath the flesh. As Kouda fought for control, the flesh began taking shape into a giant claw reaching out into the sky. The flesh turned into a colossal pair of bloody wings with Kouda's skeleton dangling from them. Eyes began forming within the skull from which Kouda surveyed the disappearing land of ice beneath him. As tendrils of flesh began to wrap around Kouda's bones, a hideous and distorted cackle rumbled from Kouda's skull. The monstrosity flew into the hangar of a nearby ship. As the ship left the orbit of the forsaken world, Kouda's laugh remained within the winds of Arcose.
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Alien Type C x7 Transformation (Chaos Form) Learned!
Fruit from the Tree of Might Consumed!
Kouda and Red Eclipse Ship Leaving Arcose and are heading towards Earth.
PL+Heavy Weights Bonus please and thanks ^^
Silence.
This was the heart of Arcose, the glacial belt. Zucceta and the saiyans had already left Arcose, off on another conquest or to return to their home as victorious heroes. But what home did Kouda have to return to? Arcose was once his birthplace but Arcose was but a corpse now. Such a concept of home had been lost so long ago, buried beneath the fall of time. Now he had condemned himself
Kouda had wandered away from the ship during the dead of night. His troubled mind and restless body had dragged him into the deep snows of Arcose's wildlands. The Tree of Might had already consumed all of the natural life on the planet. Kouda was the last living soul left walking on the planet.
In the distance, Kouda could see something, looming within the snowstorm. It was the peak of a crumbled mass of stone and slope. The snow now rising to about his waist, Kouda lurched towards the landmark. The heat was rapidly deserting his own body and with each step, he lurched forward with more fatigue. Kouda was already quite aged when he had first escaped Arcose and set off on his journey.
Through will and determination, Kouda had slowed the process of his body's aging in order for him to enact his revenge. With his vendetta now finished, his aging resumed and his body had taken the toll of his self delay. He was now far more elderly than he had last remembered. On his journey, Kouda had pushed his body to its limits, in order to make it as strong as it was in his youth as an assassin. But time waits for no man, this Kouda knew.
Kouda dug his tired claws into the withering rocks of the mountain he reached. His red cloak fluttered in the air behind him as the freezing winds rushed past him. He clambered on to the summit, absent of thought in his mind. He crawled towards the tallest edge and peered over the blinding whiteness of the tundra around him. He had journeyed throughout his life to destroy the Arcosian Empire and send his people to their homeworld. Gream. Pah'mazhan. His people. They were either dead or had gone faraway to the unknown edges of the Void. He knew not if he would ever see those close to his heart ever again. Those that were sacrificed, that had been killed along the way, could find resolution. Kouda looked upward at the stars above him with acceptance. It was finished.
He was barely alive now, his scales covered in frost. Kouda's husk froze on the peak of the forgotten mountain. Snow gently masking his body. Snow taking back the time Kouda had stole.
The good doctor reached within his cloak and revealed an orange fruit, a prize from the Queen's tree. With his last shred of energy, Kouda sunk his fangs into the fruit. A surging rush of power began to flow through his body. This is what he was waiting for...
Kouda revealed a potion from his cloak, a mutation serum that he had created. He shattered the glass vial above his mouth and drank its contents. Lost and in solitude, Kouda was willing to see the outcome of the dangerous combination of his serum and the tree's fruit. His teeth began to fall out of his mouth and his flesh began to melt. Tentacle like fibers of organic flesh shot out of Kouda's body and began flailing in the air. His rib cage sprang forth and broke free from it's body. Gigantic and claw shape, the ribs began to extend into a set of spider like legs. His jaw unhinged as he let forth of a roar that echoed across the dead planet. Teeth began gnawing through the back of his eyes as two strange serpents dug out of his eye. By the end of the transformation, Kouda was a giant mass of organic flesh writhing.
The last traces of Kouda in the monstrosity were only heard in the gurgling screams beneath the flesh. As Kouda fought for control, the flesh began taking shape into a giant claw reaching out into the sky. The flesh turned into a colossal pair of bloody wings with Kouda's skeleton dangling from them. Eyes began forming within the skull from which Kouda surveyed the disappearing land of ice beneath him. As tendrils of flesh began to wrap around Kouda's bones, a hideous and distorted cackle rumbled from Kouda's skull. The monstrosity flew into the hangar of a nearby ship. As the ship left the orbit of the forsaken world, Kouda's laugh remained within the winds of Arcose.
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Alien Type C x7 Transformation (Chaos Form) Learned!
Fruit from the Tree of Might Consumed!
Kouda and Red Eclipse Ship Leaving Arcose and are heading towards Earth.
PL+Heavy Weights Bonus please and thanks ^^