Post by Deleted on Jan 14, 2017 20:49:13 GMT -5
“Whoooooa!!”
“Haaaaaah!!”
The sound of two Saiyans shouting at the top of their lungs rang throughout the sound resistant gravity chamber located in the deep north. Cold winds slicing their skin and slashing through their defenses. Negi and Broca had been training inside of his gravity chamber’s simulator. The chosen environment a far more intense version of their outside world. More specifically, they had decided they'd train inside of a lifeless tundra. The weather below zero a great deal. The only thing keeping the two Saiyans warm being the weighted clothes on their backs and legs. Negi taking to a heavy tank top and black performance tights, where Broca wore a similar outfit. Not exactly the greatest style for such weather conditions, but it was what it was.
The two Saiyans were fighting not one another, but simulated Arcosians. The bastard lizard race that had an endless rivalry with their own. Demons who seemed characterized by their frosty homelands and chilling auras. One to Negi, one to Broca. Both oppositions having their own differences. In size, shape and position. One as tall as Negi, with a rather large head and a lack of armor, the other about as tall as Broca if not a head under. That one donning a set of armor. Each giving the Saiyans their own kinds of trouble. Negi dealing with a projectile fighter whereas his friend dealt with a full on melee warrior.
Negi’s experience was rough. As the male dodged and ran from numerous beams and waves of energy. His hands and feet forced to switch from being inside of snow to out. His fingertips red as his blood at this point. Sweat actually coating him in a bright sheen from the pressure. And it was still cold! His body was going nuts out here but it still benefitted him all the same. Death beams pushing right through his skin caused him to groan in agony, but alas such was life. The male had found himself standing a good deal away from the Arcosian. Keeping on his feet and running across the white sheets of frozen water, whereas the Kold Demon remained airborne. Firing nonstop like a bio organic machine gun. Negi’s Ki blasts slowly advancing on the target. Destroying the thin beams and forcing them to leave the world. Little by little, they eventually smacked the reptilian menace right in the center of it’s jaw. Forcing it to stagger back and shriek in pain. The Saiyan male dashing in and punishing the alien justly. His left and right fist alternating between punches. Each blow forcing the opponent to look left and right. A loud and excruciating ‘SMACK!’, ‘CRACK!’, and ‘THOK!’ booming with each blow Negi issued. A final attack in the form of an uppercut sending the Arcosian flying upwards. However, his assault had not ended. As he quickly made use of its stunned state and followed through, grabbing it by the tail and spinning a full 1040° before release. Smashing the alien into the ground and knocking it out temporarily.
On Broca’s side of things, the situation was quite the opposite. Broca and his opponent had been going back and forth in strong strikes. Electricity surging from their fists. One fist smashed into the other’s cheek and so on. It was quite the spectacle. As flurries of punches left one another without a single blast of Ki making an appearance. Not one at all. The brutish Saiyan seemed truly in time with his opponent. Broca appeared to actually be having fun! As he and his Arcosian enemy battled it out, he began placing strategic blows. Forcing the lizard man to gasp and groan as air was relinquished from him. The larger Saiyan shoving his fist into the alien’s chest cavity. His hand grappling onto it’s wrist and tossing it into the skies. Broca’s mouth opening up wide. “BOMBER DX!” He cried, a golden beam blasting from his gullet and destructing the creature from existence. Nothing left, not a trace.
Negi seemed to follow suit with his chosen opponent. His arms opening up and extending fully out. His palms exposed and fingers out. All at once, they clapped together. Opening once again, a violet ring of Ki being generated. It's appearance glorious and outstanding. Glimmering at its center and quite the sight to behold. It had been set before the Saiyan, held in the air. Stationery, waiting for the next move. “Fatal,” Negi began. His arms extending out before being shoved forth. His palms against one another, a massive beam of streaming energy sent from the ring. “Buster!” The male cried. The stream glorious and cinematic. White streaming in tandem with the violet pallet placed onto it. Obliterating the obnoxious Arcosian opponent from life itself. Erased from this galaxy. Negi feeling not a trace of guilt.
His arms returned to his sides. Eyes watching as the cold tundra shifted from white and frigid to the normal environment of the gravity chamber. The red lights still on, of course, but the world returning to the correct temperature. That being said, it had become hot. Lucky for Negi and Broca, their hardened bodies were used to such extreme changes and handled it perfectly. Interestingly, it left them both quite...even. Training continued as per usual right after. Nothing Of interest occurring.
“Haaaaaah!!”
The sound of two Saiyans shouting at the top of their lungs rang throughout the sound resistant gravity chamber located in the deep north. Cold winds slicing their skin and slashing through their defenses. Negi and Broca had been training inside of his gravity chamber’s simulator. The chosen environment a far more intense version of their outside world. More specifically, they had decided they'd train inside of a lifeless tundra. The weather below zero a great deal. The only thing keeping the two Saiyans warm being the weighted clothes on their backs and legs. Negi taking to a heavy tank top and black performance tights, where Broca wore a similar outfit. Not exactly the greatest style for such weather conditions, but it was what it was.
The two Saiyans were fighting not one another, but simulated Arcosians. The bastard lizard race that had an endless rivalry with their own. Demons who seemed characterized by their frosty homelands and chilling auras. One to Negi, one to Broca. Both oppositions having their own differences. In size, shape and position. One as tall as Negi, with a rather large head and a lack of armor, the other about as tall as Broca if not a head under. That one donning a set of armor. Each giving the Saiyans their own kinds of trouble. Negi dealing with a projectile fighter whereas his friend dealt with a full on melee warrior.
Negi’s experience was rough. As the male dodged and ran from numerous beams and waves of energy. His hands and feet forced to switch from being inside of snow to out. His fingertips red as his blood at this point. Sweat actually coating him in a bright sheen from the pressure. And it was still cold! His body was going nuts out here but it still benefitted him all the same. Death beams pushing right through his skin caused him to groan in agony, but alas such was life. The male had found himself standing a good deal away from the Arcosian. Keeping on his feet and running across the white sheets of frozen water, whereas the Kold Demon remained airborne. Firing nonstop like a bio organic machine gun. Negi’s Ki blasts slowly advancing on the target. Destroying the thin beams and forcing them to leave the world. Little by little, they eventually smacked the reptilian menace right in the center of it’s jaw. Forcing it to stagger back and shriek in pain. The Saiyan male dashing in and punishing the alien justly. His left and right fist alternating between punches. Each blow forcing the opponent to look left and right. A loud and excruciating ‘SMACK!’, ‘CRACK!’, and ‘THOK!’ booming with each blow Negi issued. A final attack in the form of an uppercut sending the Arcosian flying upwards. However, his assault had not ended. As he quickly made use of its stunned state and followed through, grabbing it by the tail and spinning a full 1040° before release. Smashing the alien into the ground and knocking it out temporarily.
On Broca’s side of things, the situation was quite the opposite. Broca and his opponent had been going back and forth in strong strikes. Electricity surging from their fists. One fist smashed into the other’s cheek and so on. It was quite the spectacle. As flurries of punches left one another without a single blast of Ki making an appearance. Not one at all. The brutish Saiyan seemed truly in time with his opponent. Broca appeared to actually be having fun! As he and his Arcosian enemy battled it out, he began placing strategic blows. Forcing the lizard man to gasp and groan as air was relinquished from him. The larger Saiyan shoving his fist into the alien’s chest cavity. His hand grappling onto it’s wrist and tossing it into the skies. Broca’s mouth opening up wide. “BOMBER DX!” He cried, a golden beam blasting from his gullet and destructing the creature from existence. Nothing left, not a trace.
Negi seemed to follow suit with his chosen opponent. His arms opening up and extending fully out. His palms exposed and fingers out. All at once, they clapped together. Opening once again, a violet ring of Ki being generated. It's appearance glorious and outstanding. Glimmering at its center and quite the sight to behold. It had been set before the Saiyan, held in the air. Stationery, waiting for the next move. “Fatal,” Negi began. His arms extending out before being shoved forth. His palms against one another, a massive beam of streaming energy sent from the ring. “Buster!” The male cried. The stream glorious and cinematic. White streaming in tandem with the violet pallet placed onto it. Obliterating the obnoxious Arcosian opponent from life itself. Erased from this galaxy. Negi feeling not a trace of guilt.
His arms returned to his sides. Eyes watching as the cold tundra shifted from white and frigid to the normal environment of the gravity chamber. The red lights still on, of course, but the world returning to the correct temperature. That being said, it had become hot. Lucky for Negi and Broca, their hardened bodies were used to such extreme changes and handled it perfectly. Interestingly, it left them both quite...even. Training continued as per usual right after. Nothing Of interest occurring.