Post by Nostalgic Ayumu on Apr 19, 2016 13:18:33 GMT
"Let me tell you something you already know, the world isn't all sunshine and rainbows."
Ayumu spoke, Hana akwardly looking towards him, slowly aiming her head downwards, not wanting to speak a single word.
Not wanting to intrude on this moment he was having while rambling softly.
Speaking towards everybody yet nobody at the same time as he had turned his back towards you, the slowly descending sun illuminating his front yet creating a massive shadow of his back.
A shadow remniscant of the weight that you could expect him to carry.
"The world is a very mean and nasty place, and i do not care how tough you are but it will beat you down and keep you there permanently if you let it.
You, me... we know that nobody is going to hit as hard as life.
But it isn't about how hard you hit but how hard you can get hit and keep moving forwards.
How hard you can take the blows from all those saiyans, from all these humans, from all those namekians, arcosians, everybody and still keep moving forwards.
That is how winning is done isn't it?"
Raising his arm and slamming it on his own torso, you saw a ripple going through his white wife beater, crashing through his body and tearing into his flesh as you saw a red splatter falling onto the ground, like a beautifull flower of life being vanished away with a certain feel to his body.
He was obviously smiling wasn't he?
"Pain is temporary, It may last for a minute, or a hour or a day, or even a year just like this blow that i have dealt to myself.
But eventually it will subside And something else will take its place.
But i know that if i were to ever quit, if i ever take a step backwards, you know what will happen? i have to shoulder that failure for my entire life."
Simply moving his arm downwards once again, a soft beating sound started to become heard, energy starting to flow through the bodies nearby as hana and ayumu's aura flared up like a beating heart.
Constantly growing bigger and bigger with every mere moment as he continued to have his conversation appear on this table of fate.
Refusing to let it topple off and make everything collapse, it was just such a small chance that everything worked out but it was his determination that made it happen.
Everytime that natural one percentage of success that succeeded just because of his sheer willingness to abandon everything for what he was doing.
"The margin for error is so small... I mean half a step too late and you don't quite make it, and one step too slow and you don't quite catch it.
The inches are everywhere, in every break of a game, every second of a fight, they are everywhere.
Just by spending your time listening to something else for just a split second you have sacrificed everything for nothing."
Clutching his fist, grasping tightly as his muscles started to tense, knowing that every single second that he didn't spend making somebody else their life better is a moment wasted.
Its a moment that he could never let go and he has to constantly strive to do whatever he could to make certain that nobody would become a coward and hide behind their own excuses and lies.
Even if i were to utter that i would be weak, i would work twice as hard, constantly using that as a realization i have room to improve.
With the kingdom of god itself? We have the power to make everything happen, that power is within us all as the blessing of ki, magical energy, a hundred more things isn't it?!
"But if you have a dream you have to protect it, you cannot just suddenly turn around and listen to some fuck telling you what dream to follow right?
We all have a dream within our chest that we shouldn't be afraid of to fail for.
We cannot always win, we can lose for a long period of time. But we must never be scared.
Are we not just mere creatures of life itself that just want to push forwards and break past the imaginative barrier of a loser?"
His entire aura starting to concetrate within the boundaries of his body, starting to contract, expand and refine itself before moving towards that clutched fist, a multitude of diffrent hands starting to appear on it, not sprouting from it, but as if people were supporting him.
As if people from anywhere were willingly putting their current issues aside to assist the simply mutters this nonsense.
Because He who says he can, and he who says he cant are usually right y'know?
The man who knows what he can do is the one who is right, not the man who questions everything.
"But everybody who wants to be succesfull doesn't want it as bad as they have too, they just want to sleep, party and do everything else.
They give away to our deepest fears that we are too weak, but instead that fear is that we are stronger beyond what we imagine.
Even with these fragile old fists of mine i can change the world and make a choice that i decide on what is going to happen.
You just have to decide and everything will fall in place.
Nobody will stop me from doing what the fuck i am trying to do, Just because i decided i will do it."
Slowly letting go of his concetration, he then started to turn around with a bright smile on his face.
"As long as you continue thinking that you should never give up and always move forwards, because most of us when we feel tired just quit.
We just stop and move away, even when people do something like writing they stop themselves from beating on their craft for hours upon hours.
They forget what the story is about, they become uninterested and are incapable of taking the hits that it is to follow your craft and that isn't how you build skill.
Cowards give up on these emotions that burn within us and descend into a stupid mess of somebody who gave up.
Who the hell are we to give up and abandon these skills we have been refining?! We are the ones with the power to change anything.
To make this life that is so grey and uninteresting a adventure that is worth every. single. moment."
Reaching out his fist towards you, extending his finger and pointing towards you, right between your eyes, you could see the burning passion within the eyes of such a old fart.
Constantly pushing forwards and striving against the tide of life that had tried to keep him back on his knees against life.
Having raised his body even when the enemies are so much stronger than him, even when people nearly kill him, he would stand up and stand there proudly.
refusing to give up and refusing to ever even give in to the fear of being inadequite.
Are we not just afraid of the light that burns so viciously within us? Knowing that our potential is infinite even when people attempt to do the impossible?
We can do everything as we are alive.
Closing his fist, he then gave a brilliant smile before turning around and speaking honestly.
"That is it for today, Go sleep for now, meet me here, tomorrow again."
Ayumu spoke, Hana akwardly looking towards him, slowly aiming her head downwards, not wanting to speak a single word.
Not wanting to intrude on this moment he was having while rambling softly.
Speaking towards everybody yet nobody at the same time as he had turned his back towards you, the slowly descending sun illuminating his front yet creating a massive shadow of his back.
A shadow remniscant of the weight that you could expect him to carry.
"The world is a very mean and nasty place, and i do not care how tough you are but it will beat you down and keep you there permanently if you let it.
You, me... we know that nobody is going to hit as hard as life.
But it isn't about how hard you hit but how hard you can get hit and keep moving forwards.
How hard you can take the blows from all those saiyans, from all these humans, from all those namekians, arcosians, everybody and still keep moving forwards.
That is how winning is done isn't it?"
Raising his arm and slamming it on his own torso, you saw a ripple going through his white wife beater, crashing through his body and tearing into his flesh as you saw a red splatter falling onto the ground, like a beautifull flower of life being vanished away with a certain feel to his body.
He was obviously smiling wasn't he?
"Pain is temporary, It may last for a minute, or a hour or a day, or even a year just like this blow that i have dealt to myself.
But eventually it will subside And something else will take its place.
But i know that if i were to ever quit, if i ever take a step backwards, you know what will happen? i have to shoulder that failure for my entire life."
Simply moving his arm downwards once again, a soft beating sound started to become heard, energy starting to flow through the bodies nearby as hana and ayumu's aura flared up like a beating heart.
Constantly growing bigger and bigger with every mere moment as he continued to have his conversation appear on this table of fate.
Refusing to let it topple off and make everything collapse, it was just such a small chance that everything worked out but it was his determination that made it happen.
Everytime that natural one percentage of success that succeeded just because of his sheer willingness to abandon everything for what he was doing.
"The margin for error is so small... I mean half a step too late and you don't quite make it, and one step too slow and you don't quite catch it.
The inches are everywhere, in every break of a game, every second of a fight, they are everywhere.
Just by spending your time listening to something else for just a split second you have sacrificed everything for nothing."
Clutching his fist, grasping tightly as his muscles started to tense, knowing that every single second that he didn't spend making somebody else their life better is a moment wasted.
Its a moment that he could never let go and he has to constantly strive to do whatever he could to make certain that nobody would become a coward and hide behind their own excuses and lies.
Even if i were to utter that i would be weak, i would work twice as hard, constantly using that as a realization i have room to improve.
With the kingdom of god itself? We have the power to make everything happen, that power is within us all as the blessing of ki, magical energy, a hundred more things isn't it?!
"But if you have a dream you have to protect it, you cannot just suddenly turn around and listen to some fuck telling you what dream to follow right?
We all have a dream within our chest that we shouldn't be afraid of to fail for.
We cannot always win, we can lose for a long period of time. But we must never be scared.
Are we not just mere creatures of life itself that just want to push forwards and break past the imaginative barrier of a loser?"
His entire aura starting to concetrate within the boundaries of his body, starting to contract, expand and refine itself before moving towards that clutched fist, a multitude of diffrent hands starting to appear on it, not sprouting from it, but as if people were supporting him.
As if people from anywhere were willingly putting their current issues aside to assist the simply mutters this nonsense.
Because He who says he can, and he who says he cant are usually right y'know?
The man who knows what he can do is the one who is right, not the man who questions everything.
"But everybody who wants to be succesfull doesn't want it as bad as they have too, they just want to sleep, party and do everything else.
They give away to our deepest fears that we are too weak, but instead that fear is that we are stronger beyond what we imagine.
Even with these fragile old fists of mine i can change the world and make a choice that i decide on what is going to happen.
You just have to decide and everything will fall in place.
Nobody will stop me from doing what the fuck i am trying to do, Just because i decided i will do it."
Slowly letting go of his concetration, he then started to turn around with a bright smile on his face.
"As long as you continue thinking that you should never give up and always move forwards, because most of us when we feel tired just quit.
We just stop and move away, even when people do something like writing they stop themselves from beating on their craft for hours upon hours.
They forget what the story is about, they become uninterested and are incapable of taking the hits that it is to follow your craft and that isn't how you build skill.
Cowards give up on these emotions that burn within us and descend into a stupid mess of somebody who gave up.
Who the hell are we to give up and abandon these skills we have been refining?! We are the ones with the power to change anything.
To make this life that is so grey and uninteresting a adventure that is worth every. single. moment."
Reaching out his fist towards you, extending his finger and pointing towards you, right between your eyes, you could see the burning passion within the eyes of such a old fart.
Constantly pushing forwards and striving against the tide of life that had tried to keep him back on his knees against life.
Having raised his body even when the enemies are so much stronger than him, even when people nearly kill him, he would stand up and stand there proudly.
refusing to give up and refusing to ever even give in to the fear of being inadequite.
Are we not just afraid of the light that burns so viciously within us? Knowing that our potential is infinite even when people attempt to do the impossible?
We can do everything as we are alive.
Closing his fist, he then gave a brilliant smile before turning around and speaking honestly.
"That is it for today, Go sleep for now, meet me here, tomorrow again."