Post by Hotato on Apr 4, 2016 21:06:24 GMT -5
[PL: 4,255 / Weighted PL: 1,064 (Heavy W. 75%)]
*Somewhere on Blehbarry*
The sky is clear again, it's darkness broken by the stars painted on it that shine in an almost choreographed chaos. The breeze that the tiny window allowed to enter the cell brings a cool sensation to it's guests. Once proud and strong warriors, most of the saiyans of the planet Vegeta now lie imprisoned in their own prison, guarded by the Caesar's trusted guards, an army formed by the ones truly loyal and grateful to the new ruler of the planet: Jarvis Blehbarry.
Among the captured, a young saiyan elite keeps looking through the window of his cell, searching, waiting for a lack of vigilance from his captors that allow him to acquire strength to destroy this wretched prison and free his compatriots. That's the only reason he's there, that's the only logic he knows for his life: serve the Empire; he was raised on this words, even if his parents have tried to show him another way, steal him from that life of violence and savagery. But he liked that life, he lived more of his life among people that smacked him and beat him down than with his own parents. He loved the feeling of getting knocked on the ground just to rise again and retaliate his aggressors, his fellow students, his friends. For that was the life of a saiyan, especially a soon to be saiyan elite on his 6 years old. Hotato was getting nostalgic, remembering his times on the academy. She won't come today, they won't let her. The moon is lost for the captives. But he waits, hopefully searching in the darkness of the night...
*Vegetean Fighting Academy, 1577*
Another day begins. Bright rays of light shine upon the Academy grounds, illuminating the brutal display of strength between the students, every single one of them shining from the sweat and blood covering their bloods. The teacher had a mean grin on his face from satisfaction, after all, his students were proving to be true saiyan warriors, fighting since two days ago without rest, without mercy, grinning as much as they teacher while giving a punch or taking a blow, following the saiyan philosophy: never give up, never surrender, fight until your opponent is defeated or death takes you.
A student in special was the most aggressive and skilled of the class, with almost no injures and a power level that trampled the others, Hotato was force to be reckon on that battlefield. Every student started this fight with some heavy-weight piece of cloth and along the fight had got ridden of it to power up and continue the assignment, but the 4 years old Hotato had not just kept his clothes but also was wearing his full set even now! That however was expected from him, after all, he had already a record of two planets conquered in the name of the Saiyan Empire and was personally appointed by both one of the Counselors and the Executor herself. The fact that he came from planet Natto to planet Vegeta on his own will was enough proof of his commitment to become an elite warrior (or so the teaches believed, in truth he was the Executor Koko's son but that was a secret only for his family to know). Since he has entered the Academy was target to the other students beatdowns, never running and always retaliating. With time the students came to like him for his tenacity and he even earned their respect after he achieved the Top 5 of the Academy. The respect turned into admiration and a group of students began to follow him, one in particular, a older girl with mean look and tan skin became his sparring partner. She was Number 3.
- Sarada...why do you...train with...me? - said Hotato during a spar session.
- Because shrimp...you're...strong...and I...need to...grow...stronger - replied Sarada, before they lock hands.
- So the others in your...class have fallen behind...already...? Ha!...Pitiful...even my class...can put up a good fight.
- Shut up!...My class can...arr...destroy yours! - she pulled him towards her and jumps back on the floor, preparing a kick.
- Nice try! - Hotato then counters putting his knees on her feet and pulling her arms, pressing her - But you did this last time.
While the duo were focused on each other, an older student shoot an energy blast against them. The duo sensed the the attempt and quickly disengaged and each ran to one the meddlers side with blinding speed - "Use the Ribs Breaker like though you!" - delivering a powerful hand-chop to his ribs (Vegetean Fighting Academy [OT1] Ribs Breaker), kicking him away - "Now finish with a Bang!" - and, back to back, extending the palm of their hands forward, locking on target, concentrating a large amount of energy on them, they shoot a greater spherical energy blast (Vegetean Fighting Academy [OT1] Big Bang Attack) each on the poor fella, that makes a great explosion shaped like a mushroom.
- Don't ever interrupt me again!
- Don't ever interrupt me again!
The meddler won't be up again for quiet some time, if he even get up at all, the duo doesn't care, that's how things are on the Academy normally: if you attack, be prepared to die. But even then there are exceptions like Hotato and Sarada who had an understanding to keep fighting to improve together. Taking distance again, Hotato and Sarada prepare to start over their spar when their teacher stops them.
- Ha! My students make me really proud! Even the ones agonizing on the ground are trying their best to stand and keep up. But you two are truly the cherry at the top! Still need some improvemen: Sarada, you Big Bang Attack is lacking energy, and Hotato, your Ribs Breaker is needs more precision. Correct that and you guys have mastered the first teachings of the Academy's fighting style. I believe that you both will do well on the Carnival.
- The what now? - said Hotato confused.
- The Carnival dummass. The Academy event where is every student for himself in the Coliseum - said Sarada in a mocking tone.
- Bitch I'm four! And even if it happened last years I should've being away fighting on another planet.
- Well, I will try to fit both of you in, but maybe your age will be a problem Hotato.
- Just let them see my power level sensei! My age will soon be a problem no more!
- HAHAHAHAHA! Yeah, let's see what happens, but be warned you both: Number 2 is training like crazy for what I heard, and Number 1 is coming back from the fights against the last Kolds. It will be more than though...
*Back to present*
'Shit...I slept. I wonder what Sarada would be doing now...probably locked here too, heh. Did I miss my chance? Or it never came. I need to keep watching...the time will come'.
WC: 1.157
(Want PL for the thread with [Half-Elemi]+[LMB]+[Heavy WC] and learn [BG] [OT1] Ribs Breaker, [OT1] Big Bang Attack, and the [BG] level of Vegetean Fighting Academy)
*Somewhere on Blehbarry*
The sky is clear again, it's darkness broken by the stars painted on it that shine in an almost choreographed chaos. The breeze that the tiny window allowed to enter the cell brings a cool sensation to it's guests. Once proud and strong warriors, most of the saiyans of the planet Vegeta now lie imprisoned in their own prison, guarded by the Caesar's trusted guards, an army formed by the ones truly loyal and grateful to the new ruler of the planet: Jarvis Blehbarry.
Among the captured, a young saiyan elite keeps looking through the window of his cell, searching, waiting for a lack of vigilance from his captors that allow him to acquire strength to destroy this wretched prison and free his compatriots. That's the only reason he's there, that's the only logic he knows for his life: serve the Empire; he was raised on this words, even if his parents have tried to show him another way, steal him from that life of violence and savagery. But he liked that life, he lived more of his life among people that smacked him and beat him down than with his own parents. He loved the feeling of getting knocked on the ground just to rise again and retaliate his aggressors, his fellow students, his friends. For that was the life of a saiyan, especially a soon to be saiyan elite on his 6 years old. Hotato was getting nostalgic, remembering his times on the academy. She won't come today, they won't let her. The moon is lost for the captives. But he waits, hopefully searching in the darkness of the night...
*Vegetean Fighting Academy, 1577*
Another day begins. Bright rays of light shine upon the Academy grounds, illuminating the brutal display of strength between the students, every single one of them shining from the sweat and blood covering their bloods. The teacher had a mean grin on his face from satisfaction, after all, his students were proving to be true saiyan warriors, fighting since two days ago without rest, without mercy, grinning as much as they teacher while giving a punch or taking a blow, following the saiyan philosophy: never give up, never surrender, fight until your opponent is defeated or death takes you.
A student in special was the most aggressive and skilled of the class, with almost no injures and a power level that trampled the others, Hotato was force to be reckon on that battlefield. Every student started this fight with some heavy-weight piece of cloth and along the fight had got ridden of it to power up and continue the assignment, but the 4 years old Hotato had not just kept his clothes but also was wearing his full set even now! That however was expected from him, after all, he had already a record of two planets conquered in the name of the Saiyan Empire and was personally appointed by both one of the Counselors and the Executor herself. The fact that he came from planet Natto to planet Vegeta on his own will was enough proof of his commitment to become an elite warrior (or so the teaches believed, in truth he was the Executor Koko's son but that was a secret only for his family to know). Since he has entered the Academy was target to the other students beatdowns, never running and always retaliating. With time the students came to like him for his tenacity and he even earned their respect after he achieved the Top 5 of the Academy. The respect turned into admiration and a group of students began to follow him, one in particular, a older girl with mean look and tan skin became his sparring partner. She was Number 3.
- Sarada...why do you...train with...me? - said Hotato during a spar session.
- Because shrimp...you're...strong...and I...need to...grow...stronger - replied Sarada, before they lock hands.
- So the others in your...class have fallen behind...already...? Ha!...Pitiful...even my class...can put up a good fight.
- Shut up!...My class can...arr...destroy yours! - she pulled him towards her and jumps back on the floor, preparing a kick.
- Nice try! - Hotato then counters putting his knees on her feet and pulling her arms, pressing her - But you did this last time.
While the duo were focused on each other, an older student shoot an energy blast against them. The duo sensed the the attempt and quickly disengaged and each ran to one the meddlers side with blinding speed - "Use the Ribs Breaker like though you!" - delivering a powerful hand-chop to his ribs (Vegetean Fighting Academy [OT1] Ribs Breaker), kicking him away - "Now finish with a Bang!" - and, back to back, extending the palm of their hands forward, locking on target, concentrating a large amount of energy on them, they shoot a greater spherical energy blast (Vegetean Fighting Academy [OT1] Big Bang Attack) each on the poor fella, that makes a great explosion shaped like a mushroom.
- Don't ever interrupt me again!
- Don't ever interrupt me again!
The meddler won't be up again for quiet some time, if he even get up at all, the duo doesn't care, that's how things are on the Academy normally: if you attack, be prepared to die. But even then there are exceptions like Hotato and Sarada who had an understanding to keep fighting to improve together. Taking distance again, Hotato and Sarada prepare to start over their spar when their teacher stops them.
- Ha! My students make me really proud! Even the ones agonizing on the ground are trying their best to stand and keep up. But you two are truly the cherry at the top! Still need some improvemen: Sarada, you Big Bang Attack is lacking energy, and Hotato, your Ribs Breaker is needs more precision. Correct that and you guys have mastered the first teachings of the Academy's fighting style. I believe that you both will do well on the Carnival.
- The what now? - said Hotato confused.
- The Carnival dummass. The Academy event where is every student for himself in the Coliseum - said Sarada in a mocking tone.
- Bitch I'm four! And even if it happened last years I should've being away fighting on another planet.
- Well, I will try to fit both of you in, but maybe your age will be a problem Hotato.
- Just let them see my power level sensei! My age will soon be a problem no more!
- HAHAHAHAHA! Yeah, let's see what happens, but be warned you both: Number 2 is training like crazy for what I heard, and Number 1 is coming back from the fights against the last Kolds. It will be more than though...
*Back to present*
'Shit...I slept. I wonder what Sarada would be doing now...probably locked here too, heh. Did I miss my chance? Or it never came. I need to keep watching...the time will come'.
WC: 1.157
(Want PL for the thread with [Half-Elemi]+[LMB]+[Heavy WC] and learn [BG] [OT1] Ribs Breaker, [OT1] Big Bang Attack, and the [BG] level of Vegetean Fighting Academy)
