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Post by Deleted on Jul 4, 2013 0:02:34 GMT -5
Training in an open training area against some dummies, Brandon, though he refereed to himself as Vegeta in public, was hard at work, as he sent multiple punches at a dummies right shoulder, until the pressure of the attacks caused the dummies arm to fall off and fall to the ground.
"Looks like that dummy has been...disarmed." He said, as no one heard his joke. He let off a soft sigh as he heard the sound of someone approaching him from behind. He quickly whirled around, and saw a younger boy pushing a towel cart towards him. "Towel sir?" He asked Vegeta, who continued to stare at him.
"What are you doing here?"
"Oh you know, just giving out towels to the combatants..."
"Giving out Towels?"
"Giving out towels..."
"Thwarting my plans?
"Thwarting your plans?"
"Are you?"
"No?"
"Good, cause that would be bad..."
"How bad?"
"Id have to kill you..."
"Thats bad..."
"Indeed!" He said, as the towel boy gave him a look of extreme fear, as he quickly turned himself and the cart around, and quickly moved away from him to the other combatants.
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Post by Jaxine Caulie on Jul 4, 2013 0:40:21 GMT -5
About two sections down was Zeke punching away at the dummy he had chosen. His coat hung up and he was wearing his usual black sleeveless zipper shirt and black jeans. He was more comfortable in those than training gear. He was practicing to try and hit the same area multiple times so he could wear a section down fast. Beside him, some musclehead drew back with a huge punch and took the head off his dummy.
"Ha! That's power!" He said. Zeke ignored him. The man didn't like that.
"I can crush these stupid targets with one punch! Guy over there can bust their arms off! What are you doing, giving it a massage?"
"I'm aiming to wear my opponent down with attacks that they can't just dodge or block. Like yours.
"Pffft. You can't even put a dent in it!" The man laughed at him.
Zeke stopped his strikes. He turned to face the man and stared at him as he laughed. Once the man recovered, Zeke put an upturned hand out in front of him, like a pitcher did before he threw a ball. Behind him on the ceiling, a patch of black smoky energy slowly formed, but the man did not see it. Zeke then closed his hand as the man chuckled at him. Then he pulled down... SHOOM! A huge spike tore down through the dummy, splitting it in four pieces as stuffing shot all over the place. He accidentally destroyed his coat in the process... no big deal. He'd make a new one.
The man jumped back, suddenly in defense. "What the hell was that!? What did..."
Zeke was still standing in the same pose. Suddenly, his middle finger popped up. "That was me... putting a dent in it."
He turned to walk away when he seen a younger boy pushing a towel cart towards him.
"Towel sir?" He asked.
Zeke nodded and took one.
"Not... going to threaten me, sir?" He asked.
Zeke looked at him in confusion. "Um... why would I ?"
The boy just cleared his throat and looked towards another Saiyan across the room. Zeke just nodded to the boy before he took off. Zeke put the town around his shoulders. It was nice and cool, must have been a cooler or something built into the cart. Felt pretty good. He walked over to the man and leaned his back against the wall, crossing his arms.
"You know, its one thing to threaten a man who deserves it. Its a different thing all together to threaten an innocent boy."
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Post by Deleted on Jul 4, 2013 0:59:54 GMT -5
He was throwing some more punches at his Dummies head, trying to knock it clean off when he heard another voice talking to him. "Hmph, Why should I care what you think? No one is innocent anymore." He said, as he threw a final punch at the head of his target, and it broke off, and embedded itself in the wall. He crackled his knuckle, as he shook his head a bit as he turned to look at Zeke. He looked the man over, and gave a smirk.
"So who are you, and why should I care who you are?"He asked, as he crossed his arms, and waited for his reply. He could tell this inidividual seemed stronger then him, but not by too much. If things came down to it, fighting this other guy would be alot more fun then just a training dummy. His tail twitched behind him, as he kept his eyes locked on Zeke incase he tried anything funny,
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Post by Jaxine Caulie on Jul 4, 2013 1:16:39 GMT -5
Zeke listened to the man's counter argument. He shook his head slowly.
"Innocent on a reasonable scale, I mean. The kid may have downloaded music illegally at some point in life, for example, and then you would be right. But he wasn't doing anything wrong to you or anyone else. Thus, innocent."
He hated explaining things like that. He expected the ideas of things like this to be common knowledge. He was realizing how uncommon common knowledge really was. And now he asked a circular question that made no sense. He sighed and pinched the bridge of his nose, he couldn't handle this right now.
"The reason you should care who I am... is because you asked me who I am. Otherwise, why ask?"
He knew the reason. He was trying to look like a tough guy. The 'I don't care, don't piss me off' attitude. He was debating weather he should spike him like he did the training dummy, but that likely wouldn't pan out too nicely with Security. Also, it was those thoughts that he wanted to avoid.
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Post by Deleted on Jul 4, 2013 15:59:09 GMT -5
He listened to the mans words, and they made him anxious. He had come here to fight, not discuss boring things such as innocence. "Are you gonna tell me who you are or not? I wanna know's face Ill be pounding in the tournament at some point." He said, as he crackled his knuckles. He saw, in the corner of his eye that the training dummy he was working on was being fixed by a few service people.
"Hmph, Seems like they bought ya some more time to talk. I do assume you ARE here for the tournament as well?"
(Sorry for the shortie)
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Post by Deleted on Jul 4, 2013 16:07:49 GMT -5
Not far from where Zeke and Brandon were training Snow was laying on a bench about thirty feet away with his right arm propping his head up. His eyes were closed while he slept before his upcoming tournament match. He had no idea what the two egg heads in the room were talking about but he could hear them even though he had hoped to drown out the world around him in order to listen to the tournament outside this training room, or potential fighters actually training. He could clearly hear someone knock the head off of a training dummy and crack his knuckles together, but after that all it was "Blah, Blah, Blah innocent this, Blah, Blah, Blah, innocent that."
They had likely not heard or seen him yet due to how quiet he was, but as he sat up he opened his blue eyes and shouted in their direction, "I don't know who you are or what you're doing here, but more punching and less talking!"
Snow did not want to face weaklings at this tourney because talking was what he had done a lot in his life already. If these two in the room were contests he was sure he was not about to get a good match with them if he fought them. He crossed his white arms over his chest as he sat with his legs and tail dangling over the bench. He light blue plating on the top of his head shined under the lighting in the room yet he did not feel like showing off much to these two chatter boxes.
He took note of them from where he was sitting and could clearly see one had black hair, black eyes, slightly bronzed skin and bulging muscles. He wore a black sweat shirt with a hood which had a thick blue stripe going down it diagonally and one white stripe going across it horizontally. This, plus his black arm bands, blue jeans and gray and white sneakers made Snow almost mistake him for a human, but when he noticed his long monkey tail sticking out of his backside he could think he was a Saiyan.
The other man Snow took note of had red hair that went down over the sides of his face and a beard. His pale skin and blue eyes made Snow think he was definitely human, especially since he could see no tail and the man really only wore a long black coat, black finger-less gloves, and boots. The world's aliens really had no sense of fashion.
Snow stood up from the bench he was on to his full height of five feet, six inches tall. Weighing in at only one hundred fifty pounds and only lightly muscled he did not seem like a threat. But he opened his mouth more and warned them. "You two better train here because your time wasted here will just make it all that much easier to pound either of you into the ground. I don't intend to kill Saiyans, humans, or anything else today, but unlike Icejins you all have bones like jelly. I don't know what you're talking about, but innocence has nothing to do with fighting and should not be a subject of a training gym."
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Post by Jaxine Caulie on Jul 4, 2013 17:04:37 GMT -5
Zeke un-crossed his arms and stood up.
"You'll hear my name if you have the unfortunate pleasure of meeting me in the ring." He told the man.
Then the lizard on the bench spoke to them. Zeke glared at the creature as it spoke down to him and tried to tell Zeke what he can say and where he can say it.
"I believe I am free to say what I want, where I want. And you shouldn't underestimate your opponent, that is a sure way to be defeated quickly. Strength isn't everything, by far."
Zeke sat down on a separate bench, leaning back. "And innocence is part of what I fight to preserve. Tell me. What do you two fight for? Money? Power? Superiority? If your answer is any of such, then you fight for nothing but selfish and pointless reasons."
Zeke didn't care for either of the two men in front of him. One was a hotheaded jerk who's mouth was bigger than his fists. The other needed to learn to keep his opinion to himself and put a leash on his ego.
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Post by Deleted on Jul 4, 2013 17:25:05 GMT -5
"What I fight for, is none of those, yet none of your concern. Im not here because of the tournament. Its simply a beneficial side....quest, that just happened to come up." He said, as his ears picked up another voice, as he saw an Icerian get up off a bench, and shout at both of them, telling them to train rather then talk.
He listened to his words, and started to laugh. "Ahaha.... HA HA HA! Pound us in the ground? Thats.... Thats... Gut bursting. Truly gut bursting. Perhaps if we face eachother in the tournament, I can take pleasure in beating the crap out of you, and perhaps see if you can regrow a limb after its been removed." He said, as a ball of Ki formed in his hands, as he turned, and tossed it at the newly repaired dummy ,causing it to implode into a pile of garbage.
He looked at the two with a smirk on his face "Pray that we dont meet in a fight.... Cuase I wont go easy on either of you."
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Post by Lord Zasham on Jul 5, 2013 11:22:54 GMT -5
The assumed Willie Watson was simply strolling by some training equipment. He had come to "work out," a strange concept to him seeing as it was his first time. Good genes never left him with the need to "slim down" and a knack for running had made sparring a near useless venture. However he was in a much different world now and knew he could not simply wing it as he had in the preliminaries. It would be only a matter of time before his luck ran out.
Nonchalantly whistling to himself which he looked for an empty area to begin his work out, Willie nearly fell over when a training dummy near him exploding, its debris showering over him. Shooting his gaze to the originator of the blast, he overhead the end of a conversation.
"Pray that we dont meet in a fight.... Cuase I wont go easy on either of you."
A boyish saiyan said, with a cocky grin, to two others. Given that this area was for contestants, it was fair to say that all three of these men were participating in the tournament. The saiyan from the stands, who prefers to deal his own brand of vigilante justice, was present as was an Icejin. As he walked over, he could almost feel the air get thicker the tension was so palpable.
"Hey, Spike, try paying a little more attention before carelessly throwing a ki attack around, you could have hurt someone."
Willie, knowing not the youngest one's name, simply referred to him by his spiky hair. Looking from the fledgling swordsman to the being of ironclad skin, Watson felt quite out of place. What was he doing here among these brutal warriors? Mother, he thought, her need will give me strength.
"Also, I'd be a little bit more modest, and careful, as both these men are quite a bit stronger than you, or I for that matter."
Icejins were favorites to win the tournament, given the strength available to them from birth. Given their megalomaniac nature, Willie also believed it was probably not the best idea to insult them. They were known, especially around Beta Minor, for killing anyone who attacked them, physically or verbally.
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Post by Jaxine Caulie on Jul 5, 2013 14:28:29 GMT -5
Another man happened by, warning Zeke about his attack and also giving the cocky one a heads up. He spoke in a firm, but respectful manner, and that was fine with Zeke. Better than the others thus far.
"Relax. I hit what I aim for. An accident is very unlikely. But that reminds me..." He casually put a hand out beside himself upright, and flicked his fingers upward. The spike shot back up into the sealing, vanishing from existence.
"Also, I'd agree with this man. I can't sense your power, but I assure you I'd put up a decent fight. As for the short one over there, I hear their power is actually quite high. It would be unwise to challenge him."
He looked at the Icejin. "I, however, still disagree with both your outlook on fighting and your brazen tone." he assured him.
His power level wouldn't scare him, no matter how high. He was just another one of those people who believe themself better than everyone else. How Zeke loathed such people.
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Post by Deleted on Jul 5, 2013 20:53:55 GMT -5
As the Saiyan took it upon himself to charge up energy in the palm of his hand Snow simply rolled his eyes. A strange man entered the room and took control of the conversation that the Saiyan, he, and the human were having. He was glad he did because the Saiyan's comments sounded very dumb to him. Why was the Saiyan at the tournament if he did not want to be? And more importantly why was he laughing his head off and saying he could pound Snow into the ground? Taunting someone was truly stupid and although Snow did it on occasion he only did it towards people he knew were truly weak.
The main reason he was not liking the conversation though was that the Saiyan actually thought he could rip limbs and or even his tail off. If the Saiyan had any brain power, which Snow honestly thought many of his race did not still, he would know after many years of harsh training Icejins were put through extreme pain to make it near impossible to cut off their tails and other bodies parts. He would need to probably have the strength to lift a few boulders and smash them over top of Snow to make him even feel some good pain if he actually wanted to hurt him. But then Snow remembered in the rules that killing at this tourney was not allowed. Snow would follow those rules thoroughly since if he did not they would likely take all the fun he was going to have away. Plus, his son would be watching and Snow had to put on a good show of how to take care of unruly peoples.
It seemed though while Snow was deep in thought on this matter the new gentleman took it upon himself to defend Snow's words a little. So worried was he about the Saiyan's words he totally forgot about the Saiyan's attack exploding as this fourth man entered the room and attempted to reprimand him with words. Snow was only telling the truth after all and making a point that a gym was training and not talking. The second man with red hair seemed to have prepped a second attack but as he did the fourth man's presence and words seemed to dissuade him from using his attack unlike the Saiyan. He made his energy spike disappear with a flick of his fingers.
When Snow's mind finished with his initial thought processes and all potential attacks ceased. He caught word of the red man's words now being directed at him as he turned towards him and said, "I, however, still disagree with both your outlook on fighting and your brazen tone."
Snow scratched his chin as he realized he was being spoken to and said, "Hm... I didn't catch that. You defend me one moment but then decide to disagree on my principles of fighting? You'd be stupid not to agree with me and say fighting is simply throwing punches and kicks at people for no reason. All people do when they fight is release silly emotions here and there before they realize that there's a better way for things. Like leaving whoever you're attacking absolutely alone, even if they're just eating and you don't like them for that."
Snow, deciding it might be fun to show off a little of his power just to get his point across, so stomped his foot in front of the ground directly in front of all three men. His leg, instead of stopping as it hit the concrete, broke through the floor with simple ease and left a two foot deep hole for all of them to observe as he lifted his bare foot from out of the ground. "Whoever just something about Icejins being strong, well, you're correct but only because I put pointless hours into learning how to hurt people. For one thing, I know I just put my foot through the ground here just to say I'm the best among us."
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Post by Jaxine Caulie on Jul 5, 2013 22:09:59 GMT -5
Zeke crossed his arms. The man slammed a foot through the ground?
"Hmph."
Zeke looked at the ground in front of the man. there was a slight vibration before an equal sized hole crushed out of nowhere.
"I did that with my mind... I didn't have to move an inch."
It was telekinesis this time, due to the lack of black aura. So stupid really, stomping your feet to get your point across. Had Zeke not just decimated a target with a giant spike out of nowhere? It wasn't that Zeke doubted his strength, he was stronger. But the better man was the one with the skill and technique to back it up.
[[Sorry for the early response, but this is likely when Zeke would have chimed in. That and I had time to kill.]]
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Post by Deleted on Jul 6, 2013 16:05:44 GMT -5
He watched the other men converse, as they taunted eachother. Another had joined the conversation, as he saw that there was no way he was going to be able to train with all these people Here.
It was then he saw a foot go through the ground, as well as a new hole being made in the ground by an unseeable force, he shook his head in disappointment. "You all waste your energy and time arguing amongst yourselves when theres a tournament. But by all means, waste your time and energy...It will make it easier to beat all of you." He said with a sly grin, as he turned and walked some distance away from the group towards another training dummy, as he aimed a strong kick to its side, causing it to spin part ways around.
"If you all were serious about this tournament, You would all stop comparing how big your dongs are, and go do something useful." He said without looking them, as he threw a kick against the training dummy.
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Post by Lord Zasham on Jul 8, 2013 20:59:33 GMT -5
Shit was getting intense, Willie thought to himself as holes were being stomped into the floor. The being that appeared human, and indeed believed itself to be such, took a step back while lightly whistling to himself. He was impressed with the brute strength of the chilly Icejin and the telekinetic prowess of the dark saiyan. The lowly man was not used to such power, being new to this world. It was a whisper in the back of his head that first gave him the idea to enter. Though his newfound might was impressive by his standards, he knew little of how he’d match up against these men.
“Oh, I wasn’t referring to you. If you threw an attack, it was before I arrived. That was directed at the cocky guy who just kicked that dummy over there.”
He said to the darkly clad saiyan while motioning to the obnoxious one who had just walked off to the side. By the moment, the honest youth was feeling more and more out of place. Usually, he would have left by now, if he would have even interjected in the first place. Something was giving him courage that he had not known before now. Before all he knew was preservation; so that he may earn what was required to save his family. Perhaps it was the same source of this new power, he proposed to himself.
“And I believe he was saying that your race as a whole is known to have access to powerful forms, some even from birth, though I can see that you are quite strong even now.”
The supposed human directed at the Icejin. Willie Watson Jr., in the hope of good sportsmanship, had hopes of turning down the heat of this confrontation before this “pissing contest” turned bloody. Sure, their injuries would only help him in the tournament, but such thoughts never crossed his mind. Deep in the recesses of his soul, the chaos did ponder such evils. But Willie was unaware, though he felt his words were doing little to lighten the situation.
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Post by Deleted on Jul 9, 2013 21:41:38 GMT -5
Snow laughed at the newcomer's words about about the one Saiyan being cocky and his race's amazing ability to transform from birth to get stronger. "Of course you should praise my race's abilities for that sort of thing, but I think I may listen to the pathetic Saiyan's words and not waste my time. The red haired man certainly showed me something interesting."
He had somewhat noted the man's psychic abilities and decided that perhaps in preparation for the tournament rather than wait nearby for the next round it might be fun to go somewhere else. He walked past the three men with his face a glow with a wicked smile and said, "If the rules were not in place here to disallow killing I am sure I would have put one of you in the deep freezer one of you by now."
He let them off with this warning as he took his time to exit the room. He was utterly bored with himself and having to for his turn to fight. He had not even tried to go and observe the first round of actual, true fighting since he considered it to be the time when the real contests dropped out of the rankings. He wondered if one of the three here he had briefly decided to show off to would drop out too. His megalomaniac personality was seemingly taking control as he thought best how he might tear them apart if they did not somehow lose early on. These were the thoughts in his lovely mind as he left the gym training room he had been in.
(I think I will exit now with Snow. His job of irking people on to fight is done now.)
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