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Post by Kinnojo Tetsurou on Apr 26, 2018 19:06:11 GMT -5
Oh how does fate have a funny way of operating within one's life. Kinnojo's life has been full of nothing but those events happening, however uneventful that they may be, they still happen. It's been ten years since he has saw his father. As the bastard left him and his mother to fend for their own. What a selfish thing to do. You create a child you have an duty, no an obligation to that child. You created them. You raise them. You nurture them. As Saiyans we are an progressive race. A race that needs guidance. That was your teachings. How could I forget? You left my mother alone. A woman can't raise a man to be a man. The thoughts raced in his mind, at a fever pitch so to speak. One that never stopped. As Kinnojoro's body hovered in the air, suspended in flight with ease. His body colliding with the forces of gravity making his clothes ruffle in the wind, his hair whipped violently from the velocity of the wind. His grey scouter with it's red screen positioned over his right eye remained empty and devoid of any markers of life. His white collared sleeveless shirt clung to him from the force of his flight, his brown furry tail wrapped around his waist tightly, his arms at his side as he he positioned his body for light aerodynamics, a learned trait surely.
The wrist of his felt heavier of course, the heaviest metal in the world adjusted into heavy weights around his right and left wrist in the color of white. He needed to adjust his body better to force. It made flying more alittle slower than he'd like, but it was worthwhile training. He ate, slept and did just about every task he could while wearing those weights of course. It was all for one singular purpose. Strength. Power. Because one day he is gonna see his father again. And, that day he relish. The day he is living for. His father will answer for why he did what he did. The feeling started happening again, The sinking feeling of something he disliked in general, bred in his heart. Hatred. The single thing that went against every single fiber of his being beckoned at his heart. The strings of that emotion were so strong that it made him question his morals. Was it okay to feel this way? Yes, it is. No, it isn’t. An internal battle he had with himself daily. That was the feeling his father created. It made his heart hurt, it made his soul burn. It created a need, a need he couldn't quite put his finger on yet. He hated this feeling, but it was fuel for a fire burning deep within him. Around him, was nothing but wasteland. The area he is seeing he never saw before, which broke his concentration of his thoughts to start surveying the area. It looked as if it had been scorched, the tree life here is non-existent unlike other places he has seen on Namek. Which is ripe with fresh deep green grass and trees. Good air quality, this place had no green, no trees. Just brown dirt, torn up ground with dark marks. Broken trees which seem dead, the roots cooked alive perhaps? It was an eyesore. This is the causality of war and battles. It was then that the red tint of his scouter screen started to flicker on, the yellowish numbers blinking in his eyes, numbers shifting among different numbers, as the numbers started to slow setting on the number 36,461, with a loud beep from it's speaker. Kinnojo showed no emotion to the number as he slowed his flight to an erupt stop, the force of his body's shift to a complete jolting his insides around which is unsettling but something you get used to after doing it over a long period of time. His eyes scanned the area as the number stay lit up, though he saw no one, as of yet.
Starting PL: 2,270
PL Because Of Katchin Wrist Weights [50% 25% Gain]
Mastered Power [x5]
Great Ape (Uncontrolled)[x10]
Super Saiyan [x12]
Super Saiyan Second Grade [x13]
Super Saiyan Third Grade [x18/10]
Super Saiyan Full Power [x15]
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Another day, another dozen boulders smashed. Or so it was about to be. Currently, the blue-haired hybrid was busy stretching and warming up before she would ascend and start today's training by testing out how the full power of her Super Saiyan state would do against her usual inanimate training partners. She had learned to be more careful though, after her last fateful encounter with her apparent rival. So when she picked up on a nearby power level within the area, she had to put a small pause to her stretching and investigate this a little bit. It definitely wasn't as strong as Cress or Miso, but knowing they could suppress themselves, she had to be extra sure. The Saiyaness closed her eyes, turning her body until she felt she was facing in the correct general direction and reached out to this unfamiliar power level with the basic telepathy she had learned to be able to communicate with her allies without being spied on. Her intrusion would come as a slight tap, and then Kinnojo would hear a sudden female voice speaking to him as if it were his own thoughts. 'You aren't Cress or Miso.. I think. But still definitely a Saiyan- Are you a member of the Alliance? You should come closer, 'cause I doubt this is a two-way communication, unless you know how to use telepathy as well?'
Kohlrabi wasn't about to go full blown Saiyan warrior paranoia on this unsuspecting stranger, but she did still have an unborn child to protect, so some caution was still necessary. Still, if this unknown person had been coming for her they would have followed a more direct path and not just have been passing by on the way to where ever the Hell anyone knows. There aren't exactly a lot of places to visit on the quiet planet, short of the Guru, or Kohlrabi herself. Still, if it were an actual threat, Kohlrabi felt confident that she was more than equipped to handle it a lot better than she had handled her last fight. She wouldn't be stupid and remove the armor protecting her belly until absolutely necessary. 'I'm not some Kold Demon or an Empire Saiyan, I won't bite your head off.' She felt the need to add that little bit on, maybe easing the mood with a small joke that she was sure another Alliance Saiyan would appreciate.
WC: 401 Total PL: 145,845 Wearing Katchin Breastplate +50% Gains/-75% Total PL: 36,461
Post by Kinnojo Tetsurou on Apr 26, 2018 20:44:28 GMT -5
Kinnojo felt the tap come as he whipped his head around him to look for the source of the tap and still saw not a soul which was just as perplexing to him than this stationary power level that stayed solid on his scouters red screen as his left eye stared into the screen. It wasn't no longer beeping of course meaning the power level is remaining stationary. Then, things would start to become even more strange to him. In his thoughts he could hear what would appear to be a women's voice. You aren't Cress or Miso.. I think. But still definitely a Saiyan- Are you a member of the Alliance? You should come closer, 'cause I doubt this is a two-way communication, unless you know how to use telepathy as well?' Telepathy! Who the hell is Cress or Miso? Obviously he couldn't use telepathy as he was now just within his own thoughts. Whoever this women was she had requested he come closer and asked if he was apart of the alliance. This could be a trick. The scouter finally put a read on the distance the power level was from his location with a low drone beep as it appeared in the right hand corner of the screen with an arrow pointing north. 4828.03 Meters. He would look north as the women's voice would come into his thoughts again. 'I'm not some Kold Demon or an Empire Saiyan, I won't bite your head off.'
Kinnojo could hear the sounds of what appeared to be an joke, as he stifled a snicker at the mention of the two things she claims she is not. Well, better not keep whoever this is waiting. He begin to focus his Ki from the center of his stomach and letting it build before forcing his body into flight going north as the scouter indicated this women was located. The jolt of velocity hit his body creating that funny but weird sinking feeling as the forces of air hit his body again, placing his arms at his sides again, his head faced forward. The air didn't make him flinch or his eyes water from the wind hitting him, an learned trait of flying for years now. The meters begin to slowly tick off as he flew toward the location at an accelerated rate, but with the slow down on his Ki from the weights it may take a little longer than usual. She perhaps is a Saiyan and a member of the alliance. I don't wanna task my mother with training me and lord knows where in the damn cosmos my father is. This may be a sure bet.
Mastered Power [x5]
Great Ape (Uncontrolled)[x10]
Super Saiyan [x12]
Super Saiyan Second Grade [x13]
Super Saiyan Third Grade [x18/10]
Super Saiyan Full Power [x15]
Ember Celica, Katchin Chestplate [-75%PL/+50%Gains], Old Spacepod, 40% Shop
The blue haired Saiyaness wasn't about to sit around and wait, that would just be rude. So she flared her signature blue aura and took off into the sky where she figured that someone who was flying might have a much better time seeing her and the way she must have stood out with her energy intentionally flaring like a beacon. The hybrid was hoping for another Alliance Saiyan, and knowing that they had all been brought back to life this year on a planet as admittedly strange as Namek she wouldn't be surprised to know that a handful of them might still be running around wondering what to do while their Overseer was away making sure the universe wouldn't be erased. Training was the easiest answer.. Training and fighting, avoiding conflict with opposing factions. Safe means of wasting time before the seemingly inevitable clash between the two Saiyan factions that Kohlrabi could only assume would be coming. Sucked that she would be too 'handicapped' to take part in the larger and more serious battles that were bound to happen. She figured the least she could do was try to help out another lower power Saiyan, maybe help fill up the empty spot that she would be leaving in the Alliance's roster with another equally if not more capable fighter.
It would be strange to encounter another Alliance Saiyans in some ways, though. She was bound to be Komatsu's advisor and yet she never really socially interacted with other faction members. She spent most of her time secluded in the quieter regions of Namek, keeping to herself and trying to avoid small skirmishes similar to the one she had against Cress. She supposed this would be the best opportunity to try and change that, make a better name for herself among her people so that she could properly claim the advisor role without much protest from older and more paranoid Saiyans that would be opposed to someone they didn't know about having some kind of authority over them. 'You're getting close, in case you can't really tell.' Kohlrabi notified, keeping a look out for distant fliers headed in her general direction so that she would be better able to meet them halfway just as she intended.
Post by Kinnojo Tetsurou on Apr 26, 2018 22:16:00 GMT -5
As the meters ticked down on his scouter in the distance he heard her voice ping into his thoughts. His eyes narrowed in focus as she spoke. You're getting close, in case you can't really tell. He glanced at his meters, it counting down to around 2000 meters now, he could see faintly in the distance he could the beacon of energy with a blue tint, he was getting close, something he relished since being brought here. He don't know how he ended up here on this planet. What had happened to cause those events. Everything is a blur for the sixteen year old. With his youth he was curious about it but, that would have to wait for another day. As the wind whipped around him more his eyes focused on the task at hand, her power level hasn't moved despite the obvious output of aura she was reflecting to him. His mother's words can be heard echoing in his mind.
Just because she is a women doesn't mean you hold back! We have strength too! Never underestimate someone because of their sexual organs, Kinnojo! I used to push your father in battle all of the time, ain't that right.
He would force the coming words and imagery out of his head, not because he wanted to but he systematically placed walls around that memory of his father with little to no effort. The effects of the tragedy his fathers actions of abandonment have had on him. He questioned everything for years. Now, he wouldn't even be able to tell what his father looked like, or even if he is still alive. Was he apart of the Saiyan army that opposed the ideals he and countless others held? The thought scared the living shit out of Kinnojo so much he just didn't process nothing else outside of the thought. No emotion, no reaction just complete disarray appeared across his face for a slight moment, a look of disbelief as he quickly cleaned his face of the emotion as the scouter ticked 500.0 Meters.
Mastered Power [x5]
Great Ape (Uncontrolled)[x10]
Super Saiyan [x12]
Super Saiyan Second Grade [x13]
Super Saiyan Third Grade [x18/10]
Super Saiyan Full Power [x15]
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And there he was, just like she said. Kohlrabi had the ability to see quite the long distance, but even without that she could see an aura approaching her. Ki sense coordinating with her normal eyesight and it wasn't that hard to put two and two together, this was the guy.. gal. She didn't exactly know yet. Ki Signatures didn't exactly have gender-specific differences between them. Species, however, did.. How odd. Maybe if Kohl had been the more logical type in another life, that would have been a thing worth investigating. Fortunately for Komatsu, fighting for the Alliance was whole loads more fun than being some weird scientist.
Kohlrabi drifted forward at a comfortable speed, refraining from boosting forward and flaring her aura more intensely as to avoid startling Kinnojo. As she came closer and the meters became less and less, it wasn't hard to tell that she was indeed an Alliance kind of Saiyan. Though some might mistake her for being younger than she actually is, given her lack of bust and her short height. Too young features aside, Kohlrabi looked like most other Saiyan warriors, donning the breastplate and gloves with the boots to match. The breastplate serving more than just aesthetic purpose to make it easy to tell she was with the Alliance by acting as a training weight, one that was incredibly heavy and often left her laying on the floor if she exerted herself far too harshly during training. Wrapped around her forehead was a plain orange bandana not unlike her original hairband from days when she was younger, pushed back over the top of her head to keep her growing blue hair a little more tamed for whenever she would transform.
When distance seemed sufficient enough to hold a decent conversation without a need for little mind tricks, Kohlrabi stopped and hovered there in mid-air with her arms folded and her head tilted as she looked at this apparent newcomer. "Oh yeah, you're definitely not Cress or Miso. Is it right to assume you're an Alliance Saiyan?"
Post by Kinnojo Tetsurou on Apr 27, 2018 15:41:24 GMT -5
As the sight of the unknown women came closer into view, Kinnojo smiled, her blue aura an interesting color while his was just a plain white color with light grey tints. She had interesting attire, though typical Saiyan attire. One thing he did not know about her was she was an half saiyan. Not that it mattered whatsoever to him. As he flew closer he slowed his speed, the jolt of stopping his speed was felt as his insides jerked abit with the stop of inertia which is basic physics. He noticed her wearing a chest plate, her blue hair which was strange as he hasn't encountered most half blood Saiyans in his lifetime. He noticed she had an orange headband tied off. He would notice her cross her arms over her chest with her head cocking to the side. The full blood himself stopped as he hovered in mid-air as well, his hands resting at his side as he listened to her speak.
"Oh yeah, you're definitely not Cress or Miso. Is it right to assume you're an Alliance Saiyan?
"I don't know who Cress or Miso is. I am for sure an Alliance Saiyan. I'm still trying to figure out how the hell we ended up on this planet? It's been a confusing couple weeks to say the least. So, you an alliance Saiyan? It's just shocking to see an Saiyan with blue hair? You dye it?"
Mastered Power [x5]
Great Ape (Uncontrolled)[x10]
Super Saiyan [x12]
Super Saiyan Second Grade [x13]
Super Saiyan Third Grade [x18/10]
Super Saiyan Full Power [x15]
Ember Celica, Katchin Chestplate [-75%PL/+50%Gains], Old Spacepod, 40% Shop
"You'll get to know them at some point, I'm sure." Kohlrabi nodded. She lowered her arms back to her sides and motioned for the Saiyan to follow her as she descended towards the ground. "Yeah, I'm with the Alliance. My hair is blue because I'm a hybrid, it's completely natural, my father was a full-blooded Saiyan and my mother was an Earthling with the same hair as myself. Makes me stick out like a sore thumb, but it hasn't caused many issues for me aside from a little racism here and there." She shrugged her shoulders, only speaking again after she would touch down on the ground, assuming Kinnojo had followed her like she had motioned for him to. "From what I heard, the Dragon Balls were rounded up and you were all wished back to life after Natto was destroyed. I'm not exactly up to date on some of the going ons, but I've been catcing up recently." Kohlrabi explained it in as simple as a summary as she could come up with, not wanting to overload a seemingly confused Saiyan with too much information at one time.
"I was about to start training when I picked up on your Ki signature. Supposed I could kill two birds with one stone if I flagged you down and asked if you'd like to join? I have yet to meet a Saiyan that wasn't interested in getting stronger, and I could use the company of somebody that isn't trying to kill me."
Post by Kinnojo Tetsurou on Apr 29, 2018 15:18:12 GMT -5
"You'll get to know them at some point, I'm sure."
Kinnojo didn't know whether that was a good or bad thing so he decided to be silent about the matter altogether as the female Saiyan nodded after finishing her sentence. He watched her start to descend toward the ground along with a motion to follow her, Kinnojo started to force his body against gravity to lower himself toward the ground at a low speed so to not exert energy by doing so, his black hair rustled upwards as he brought his feet onto the rough war scorn surface of the Northern Ruins of Namek. His black eyes focused on her eyes as she spoke more, answering his question he had posed to her. "Yeah, I'm with the Alliance. My hair is blue because I'm a hybrid, it's completely natural, my father was a full-blooded Saiyan and my mother was an Earthling with the same hair as myself. Makes me stick out like a sore thumb, but it hasn't caused many issues for me aside from a little racism here and there." He watched her shrug her shoulders after the reveal which made an interesting development. Her mother was an earthling, what the hell? He seem perplexed by that because he has never met an earthling before let alone know where earth is or that it existed. He shook his head.
"Well, I don't believe in the whole Racism bit, we are all human beings. Just because your Hybrid doesn't make you any less of a person to me. But, then again. I guess that is the world we live in."
He would placed his weighted wrist wearing weights upward and resting his hands on his hips, the inside of the crease along his thumb and index fingers on both his hands hugging his hips as he rested his hands there, studying more of her features before reaching up with right hand realizing her power level still was stationary on his screen. His index finger tapped a button on the device that caused the power level to go away, he would bring his hand back toward the rested place from before of his hips as he again was just taking in her features as he had a photographic memory, then the words that would follow hit him like a ton of bricks to the chest. "From what I heard, the Dragon Balls were rounded up and you were all wished back to life after Natto was destroyed. I'm not exactly up to date on some of the going ons, but I've been catching up recently." The planet was destroyed so that is how he ended up on Namek, with the dragon balls. His eyes furrowed with anger, as the young Saiyan was wondering what in the hell was going on but before he could speak his thoughts she begin to speak again, the coming words would be like magic to his ears. "I was about to start training when I picked up on your Ki signature. Supposed I could kill two birds with one stone if I flagged you down and asked if you'd like to join? I have yet to meet a Saiyan that wasn't interested in getting stronger, and I could use the company of somebody that isn't trying to kill me." He would look at her his anger slowly disappearing in his eyes he didn't even wonder about how she picked up on his Ki without a scouter due to her request.
"I wanna train! I WANNA get stronger so that threats like that to us, or any other race won't happen. So I can stop that kind of evil. That kind of destruction doesn't belong in this world!!"
He was also channeling that feeling with his disapproval of his father's actions and what it has caused him in emotional and mental pain over the vast majority of the last ten years of his life. He had removed his hands from off his hip resting them at his side and the look on his face was of determination, pain, which the eyes carried the pain.
Mastered Power [x5]
Great Ape (Uncontrolled)[x10]
Super Saiyan [x12]
Super Saiyan Second Grade [x13]
Super Saiyan Third Grade [x18/10]
Super Saiyan Full Power [x15]
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Kohlrabi could appreciate that kind of enthusiasm in another young Saiyan. It was starting to make her get a bit fired up, as well. Training was important and all, but it could get dreadfully boring. Without some changes in regiment from time to time or no sort of other outside entertainment to keep her motivated, punching boulders and being mad at Cress was starting to get incredibly boring. Seems luck was on her side today, granting her a nicely motivated training partner. Of course, with the difference in power between them she would have to power down quite a bit. She worried that not training at her peak physical state in Super Saiyan would make training less effective, but that didn't really matter. If Kinnojo could progress as quickly as most others, then soon enough Kohlrabi would have another Saiyan on her level to properly train with.. Without holding back. And as always, more Super Saiyans in the Alliance was never ever a bad thing.
She smiled at the other Saiyan. He was definitely not too happy about the news, but rather than put him down it seemed to anger him. Fire him up and make him eager and ready to take Kohlrabi up on her offer. That was a quality she could admire, and one that she couldn't wait to see put to use against the Alliance's enemies. Maybe she wouldn't be the only hotheaded low class warrior blowing up on corrupted death gods. "You and me both. I don't know enough about the Soy school to properly teach you its techniques, but we can run over the basics. If there are any specifics you'd like to work on, go ahead and tell me." Most beginners would be forced into the basics, but Saiyans were already pretty natural fighters and surely Kinnojo must've had some experience already. It wasn't hard for her to give him the option of choosing to focus more on defense or offense.
Before any of that though, she would power down and suppress herself heavily. It was a simple technique, one she had learned simply from copying Komatsu from the times that he would do the same for her sake. So that sparring wouldn't be utterly one-sided.
Kohlrabi is using [PT-2] Ki Suppression to lower her PL to 12,000, suppressed by 75% due to weights making it 3,000.
Post by Kinnojo Tetsurou on Jun 2, 2018 22:27:38 GMT -5
"You and me both. I don't know enough about the Soy school to properly teach you its techniques, but we can run over the basics. If there are any specifics you'd like to work on, go ahead and tell me."
Kinnojo would turn to the side for a moment, deep in thought. He wasn't sure what the hell Soy school was. He also had no idea where he would like to start. He would turn to face back toward her, looking at her with a confused look as he placed his hands on his hips unsure of how to respond, his deep voice radiating from his mouth.
"Not sure what the Soy School is or where we should begin?"
Mastered Power [x5]
Great Ape (Uncontrolled)[x10]
Super Saiyan [x12]
Super Saiyan Second Grade [x13]
Super Saiyan Third Grade [x18/10]
Super Saiyan Full Power [x15]
Ember Celica, Katchin Chestplate [-75%PL/+50%Gains], Old Spacepod, 40% Shop
"Hm.. Well, I guess I shouldn't have expected you to be aware of your own strengths and weaknesses right away, so I guess we get to do this the simple way that doesn't require much thought." Kohlrabi hummed. She would have to suppress herself quite a bit to put herself on an even footing with the weaker Saiyan, but that didn't annoy her. Learning to fight at a small percentage of her strength was a form of training in itself, and she would hopefully be stronger for it. The hybrid lowered herself into a defensive Soy stance, feet evenly spread and hands raised slightly put at her sides. "If you feel the need to, do some stretches. And once you feel you're ready, come at me. I'll correct you as we go along." She stated with a grin. Even if she had to lower herself, it was quite nice to have some company. She was getting sick of punching boulders, anyway.
PL: 3,000 HP: 7,500 Not including Elemi racials, as this was before the change was made.
Post by Kinnojo Tetsurou on Aug 9, 2018 18:51:17 GMT -5
"Hm.. Well, I guess I shouldn't have expected you to be aware of your own strengths and weaknesses right away, so I guess we get to do this the simple way that doesn't require much thought."
Kinnojo just listened to her, it was true. He practiced some, but with his father missing out somewhere in the cosmos, his cousin been missing in action for quite some time and his mother being as old as she is, he has been reduced to his own devices and without the knowledge, how can one harness or hone their abilities or lack thereof? He kept his hands on his shoulders as he pondered these thoughts and just exactly if he should explain this to her or keep it under wraps until he knew she was actually pure and good like him. His thought process was interrupted as she begin to slide herself into a fighting stance, he observed her spread her feet apart and kept her hands at her side. He removed his hands from his hips as his solid black iris bore a hole into her. Her next words kinda excited him, as it is natural for full blooded Saiyan's to love fighting. He could feel the rush of excitement welling up in his chest.
"If you feel the need to, do some stretches. And once you feel you're ready, come at me. I'll correct you as we go along."
Her smirk came across her face as he stood upright, as he quickly put his right foot forward, the main foot of his as he pushed off with his back foot into a mad dash toward her, his eyes studying her stance, as he close the distance, he remained silent, as he came within two meters of her he planted his left hand into the dirt below him using it as a springboard to bring his right leg into a full front leg sweep toward the back of her legs to cause her to lose balance, hoping she would not be able to react to the attack, following up with a right closed fist to her chest to follow up.
PL Because Of Katchin Wrist Weights [50% 25% Gain] :
Mastered Power [x5]
Great Ape (Uncontrolled)[x10]
Super Saiyan [x12]
Super Saiyan Second Grade [x13]
Super Saiyan Third Grade [x18/10]
Super Saiyan Full Power [x15]
Ember Celica, Katchin Chestplate [-75%PL/+50%Gains], Old Spacepod, 40% Shop
The added weight of her chest plate on her body made her block a little harder to pull off, but she was still the more experienced and stronger fighter between the two. A bit of a hop and a hand raised to catch the oncoming fist in her open palm did the trick. She had a smile almost like a cocky sort of grin across her face as she tightened her grip around Kinnojo's hand- not to inflict too much pain, but because all the added weight on her body made her have to put forth a genuine effort to keep her guard up. This handicap of hers made this sparring match fair and possible, and for a brief moment she couldn't help but think of nothing but praise for Saiyan armor. But for now, focus. "You really are a Saiyan.. Extra eager to get some exercise, huh?" She asked, raising a brow.
She made no further moves from there, simply holding her opponent's fist there, hoping that sort of helplessness might get a rise out of Kinnojo. If she could get a rise out of him, it would make his flaws more visible as they fought, thus making it easier for her to instruct and guide him. "It's been awhile since I've actually sparred, even longer since I've done it in my base form.. I'm bound to be a little rusty. Should make it easier on you, huh?" Again, she teased.
WC: 241
Health: 7,500/7,500
Blocking for 30% PL: 900
(Not sure if you wanted to use the mechanics or not? I put my block down just in case-)
Last Edit: Aug 28, 2018 4:44:27 GMT -5 by Kohlrabi
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