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Post by Shemha on Sept 16, 2016 20:05:05 GMT
The Tenka’ichi Budokai Grounds, an area Shemha was yet to visit, but heard so much about. From what she had picked up over the years, most of it tales from others on different worlds, this was the area that had housed countless martial art tournaments. From famous fighters to craft combatants, thousands had taken to the arena over the years in an attempt to prove that they were the best around. Earlier in her life, the idea of competition simply to compete came across as pointless. However, since the start of her allegiance to the Solar Saiyan Empire much of her time was spent around Saiyan soldiers. The more she trained with them, the more competitive she felt. She was an impressionable girl.
On her way to the tournament grounds Shemha had decided that if she was available when the next tournament came around, she would enter. The desire to participate had nothing to do with her ties to the SSE, but her growing desire to improve and test herself. When in service to her original master, her desires were near nothing, only to serve and keep him happy. Now that she had freedom, and his essence within her, she wanted more. The experience of setting off on her own and learning to see the Universe through new eyes was akin to being born again. She served a new master now, but the experience thus far varied greatly.
Regardless of her growing desire to participate in something like a tournament, she did not expect what she saw upon arriving at the fabled location. The image in her mind’s eyes was a place of beauty, neatly tiled arenas surrounded by stadium seating with well-groomed lawns beyond. Instead what she found was an area that looked ravaged by the very type of thing it was supposed to showcase. Deep gouges broke up the once even landscape, signs that something of significance had taken place here. On top to that, it looked deserted.
Her assumption had been that a place such as this would have some sort of year round staff, but she saw no one. With no one in sight she decided to reach out with her senses. For a moment she scanned the area and noted a signature to her east. Curious… it came from one of the deep ravines that scoured the landscape. The trip out here was not a short one so she figured it best to investigate more closely. With a casually downward slope she descended towards the lone signature, eyes peering down into the depression as she crested its edge.
She saw a lone man digging.
”Excuse me! May I bother you by asking what happened here?” Her voice rose slightly to get his attention. She wanted to also add “What are you digging for?” but figured that was best saved for now. As she lowered towards him and the bottom of the ravine, her arms dangled at her sides. The Majin hoped that and her calm tone was enough to show she meant no harm. After all, she had no idea what events had taken place here. Nostalgic Ayumu
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Post by Nostalgic Ayumu on Sept 17, 2016 14:26:38 GMT
Having been digging for a few hours, The hole that Ayumu was residing in had started to build up quite a set of mountains of rummage around them, from ancient mechanical limbs to even some skulls that were ages old. His goal was a single object that he was certain would have fallen in this hole while starting to dig further and further with his single two arms to carry his passion on to the future that was beyond the sun. It was a great practice for his health as he just continued to work the land, striking stones at moments and requiring to set up a rope on the log he had placed sideways on top of this hole that he could stand straight in without even facing the borders of this hole. Yet... Then it changed, it was then that Ayumu heard a soft voice, having not paid attention for a while his eyes darted around while looking quickly, waiting for this promised flash of light from dropping his guard, instead he was faced with a happy greeting of a voice that he seemingly remembered faintly... who was this again? Looking at the Majin and whistling softly before his mind snapped together into who this person exactly was... wasn't she on Konats!? “Hey, Hey! If it isn't the fair maiden from Konats, Shemha, correct?” Jabbing the shovel into the dirt while letting out a breath of content, knowing that everything would be safe for now. Shemha had always been the one to not carelessly kill a person, especially not when she was looking like such a beauty today, or at least that was what Ayumu assumed. “Ayumu is my name, to remind you, but there has been a tournament here that went horribly wrong and after that the destruction of this area was something that kept repeating, from invasions to normal spars, everybody tends to bring at least some scar to this place, but I am digging for something specific in this area... what are you doing on earth anyway? Did you come here to deliver Negi for some training or do you want some personal training yourself?” Letting out a gentle laugh, it was obvious he meant a few perverted remarks with some of his words, yet it at the same time was an offer he always made. Refusing to let those who had potential to just waste away their potential, Ayumu had always taken it upon himself to continue striving for improving those who trained under his guidance and sometimes he just refused to give up on trying to make somebody his student!
(If you wish to establish some things from the 'meeting' at konats that … died.. yeah ouch. You can just write them in your post and suprise me, I don't mind really~! As long as its not “Oh, your evil now!”, put me in my place~)
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Post by Shemha on Sept 18, 2016 2:39:52 GMT
The whistle caused her head to cock to the side a little. Shemha had heard such a response before, but never in reaction to her presence as this seemed to be. Now able to view his features and more accurately read his signature she recalled their brief meeting on Konats. Even before he mentioned his name she recalled it, Ayumu. How odd that she would run into him this far away and in such a strange place. From royal ceremony to digging in a ditch, the Universe was a strange place.
”That is correct.” As always she remained polite and dipped into a graceful bow, every part the maiden. ”I remember you even though we only spoke briefly. Negi is not with me this time; he has set off on his own for a while.” The words made her think about the boy for a moment. She had not seen him since Namek. It wasn’t that she actually worried for his well being, he was capable of taking care of himself, yet she was a little curious as to what he might be up to since they last talked.
”I had hoped to see the grounds I have heard so much about, but it seems they are not in the pristine condition one might imagine.” Her eyes scanned the immediate area as if to point out the clear signs of battle. It seemed that when powerful individuals gathered there was always some sort of aftermath these days. Noxa had informed her of the incident downtown and now this. Perhaps Earth wasn’t as peaceful a place as originally thought. That made her wonder, who was at fault for the tension between the blue planet and Vegeta.
”This offer for training…wouldn’t have to do with digging holes to increase once stamina would it?” The man was friendly enough so why not be friendly in return. The light joke was something Negi’s influence had slowly inspired over her time spent with him. With so much of her early years spent serving another, humor and witty remarks were not part of her social skills. Now that she walked a different path the concepts slowly worked themselves into her natural dialog. It was unlikely that she would ever be as boisterous as Noxa or light hearted as Negi, but the influence was there.
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Post by Nostalgic Ayumu on Sept 18, 2016 4:11:20 GMT
Smiling lightly at the more easy going atmosphere that has been spreading around, Ayumu was about to take her up on this offer before slowly shaking his head. Knowing that it was not something to be done easily as this would merely be muscle training something that the Majin could not use in a real combat scenario when their muscles can be changed on the very fly. Instead something else struck his nerves, slowly letting a soft energy curl up his body as he was almost certain that he could grasp the frequency of it while listening in on everything that the nearby animals were thinking to relax his thoughts for a single fragment of a second before taking this plunge into the depths. “No, I will not let you dig holes, that would be useless, you are a shapeshifter in nature, your body is not something you work upon instead by working on the more spiritual side of your strength you can get everything you wish to achieve. But that may bring the question of how one would make you train what you are the strongest in, well, it is rather easy actually.” Touching his own forehead, Ayumu gave a pained look as he had a black puddle starting to form, it was thick, disgusting, it bubbled and even started clawing at the man himself as he was starting to extract it from himself before making a blueish bubble appear around it to keep it afloat. “These are my nightmares, turned into a liquid essence using something as simple as telepathy and the manifestation of Mana to produce.” Hoping that you would understand at the point he would be getting at. “I am asking you, do you wish to get stronger, because if you want to be stronger, come here and offer up your forehead, I will allow you to search deep within your psyche towards one of your darkest nightmares, one of these fears that hides within ourselves even when we are the most pure as the brighter our lights the darker the shadows are.” Raising his finger while pointing it towards Shemha, it was a rather strange suggestion but at the same time it would cause one to be given a immense task of defeating a physical form of what one considers their own personal fears given the strength to murder them. Yet... Ayumu had always been the type even in the short time known to offer a fair chance to everybody, did he see something within you that he did not see in others? Circles of energy and small strings of power starting to lick up his finger, the small wounds on Ayumu his body were starting to stop their bleeding as his piece of clothing was starting to be repaired just as quickly as it had been damaged by the sludge attempting to decapitate him.
Were you ready for this rather peculiar challenge of facing off against what you consider your own nightmares?
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Post by Shemha on Sept 18, 2016 15:08:53 GMT
Head cocked to the side yet again, Shemha found Ayumu different than most humans she had encountered this far. His desire to share his thoughts and assist others was rather forward. For someone who often worked with deception, the Majin didn’t fully understand the drive behind such actions. Sure when Negi or Noxa were involved, she was willing to share and help them, but that was because she felt comfortable around the two. There was a bond there even if not fully developed, but a bond strong enough to make her feel comfortable. Perhaps that was it; he was comfortable with others with ease and therefore wished to help them.
Skeptical, she eyed the floating bubble and the black puddle he pulled from his forehead. This could very well be a trap for she didn’t know the man that well. However, when she considered the way others had talked to him and interacted with him at the coronation, she found it unlikely. Her goal had been to see the tournament grounds in their prime, something that was impossible now. She hesitated a moment longer before she moved forward.
”I will choose to trust you in this…I am hope I am not mistaken in doing so.” Booted footsteps carried her towards his outstretched hand before her soft forehead pressed to his finger. Eyes closed she tried to let relax, unsure of what this strange technique might bring out of her. Personally, she could not pull forth a fear on command, her emotions almost always in check and fear not one she usually had run-ins with.
However, the subconscious was a powerful think. As his finger pressed to her red skin, he would be able to pull something forth. Deep down, farther down than she even realized, the Majin did possess one fear. Due to her close affinity to her previous master and the time spent at his side, lacking a purpose was something she had never truly grown comfortable with. How he might manifest that fear was all within the secrets of his techniques. The whole reason she joined the SSE was to be part of something greater and end her days alone in the stars. Purpose is what Shemha constantly sought and without it she felt lost.
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Post by Nostalgic Ayumu on Sept 18, 2016 22:13:32 GMT
All the light started to be sucked away from the area without any warning, the finger of Ayumu that had touched the forehead and unleashed a single burst of telekinetic energy that started to work his wonders left you with a single word “survive it for five minutes. That is all I ask” before then it all snapped away.
The first thing that was visible was standing in a large open area with not a single droplet of light, everything was black as the darkness itself but you could clearly see yourself. Yet as time seemingly passed on, everything slowly started to get worse, at the 30 second mark one would feel their sense of touch starting to vanish. Every single motion and touch was left without any impression. After another 30 seconds, two other senses fell away, it was scent and taste, suddenly being unable to feel the inside of oneself mouth and now not having any sense of taste, even the scent of the Shemha herself vanished. Yet this one lasted for an whole minute as the next effect was that everything was taken away, everything apart from a single sense that was sight, to support that feeling of disgust of being incapable of feeling even a single moment of touch or sound, to be completely shut off from everybody as the last minute took away even the last bits of relief.
Sight itself vanished as everything was just darkness, if Shemha were to be able to survive through these five minutes then Ayumu would snap his fingers to snap her out of it only to say “How was it to face against the darkness within yourself?” hoping to give a supportive smile.
(I hope this is good enough of a little training to overcome yourself. Have fun writing your next post, don't worry if you want to write a short one or a really long one, just enjoy yourself~!)
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Post by Shemha on Sept 19, 2016 23:53:22 GMT
Shemah went from the ravine she had been standing in to a different world. All around her she saw nothing. With a glance down she could see her own body and the hand she lifted, but beyond that there was simply nothing. As she stood in the strange area, unsure how she had even gotten here, her other senses began to fade away. As her taste and smell vanished she moved her mouth, but couldn’t feel it moving. Slowly everything was gone save her sight and eventually that vanished as well. Left in total darkness Shemha wasn’t sure what to do. Part of her wanted to grab through that darkness in an attempt to get a hold of something, but she knew nothing was there. Slowly she began to breathe quicker, chest heaving as she started to spiral out of control.
Panic would be the normal reaction to the loss of your senses, yet Shemha possessed a logical mind. Often controlled and conditioned to think her situations through, that was what she did. This couldn’t be real…what had she been doing before. She was talking with someone…who was it…. Ayumu…that was right. What had they been discussing? She couldn’t remember, but she recalled him touching his finger to her forehead. Slowly she calmed herself, letting her rational mind take over the situation.
She was unsure how long she spent in the darkness, but then it vanished in an instant. Eyes blinking as she was brought back to the real world she saw a familiar face giving her a small smile.
”What….what was that? How did you do that?” Realizing she was quick with her words, she paused a moment and spoke again to answer his question. ”It felt strange…how do I know that was truly within me? Your techniques are…odd. Please forgive me if I don’t truly understand.” She asked for forgiveness as she shifted her right to her left leg, hip jutting out a little. There was confusion in her, not at what she had seen, but how he had done it.
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Post by Shemha on Oct 4, 2016 21:57:22 GMT
Throwing this up since I don't know when you'll be back
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Post by Fleece on Oct 21, 2016 5:57:52 GMT
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Post by Vi-Poi on Dec 4, 2016 21:01:57 GMT
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