Post by Suusao on Feb 15, 2017 1:27:25 GMT -5
"So Juunto-sama what sort of training do you have in store for me today. Perhaps 5 ton weight training? Movement technique practice? Oh I know! We'll be working on Ki control! I tapped into an extraordinary kind of hidden power from within me I think that would be-" The boy's yammering was cut short as he was struck over the top of his head by his master. The man had began to pull out all sorts of electrical wiring, and a weird sort of headset. "Today Suusao, your training will involve video games." Low snickering could be heard when the boy first heard his teacher refer to video games as a training method. Rightfully so the middle aged Saiyan thrust his elbow into the boy's stomach causing him to hit the ground. Laying their whimpering in pain he fought to his feet.
"I apologize Juunto-sama for my lack of respect for your methods," the young man proceeded to bow to the master . Without any sort of retort his teacher started removing more equipment from the closet. Suusao had never known video games to require so many resources, but judging by how much was needed he assumed it was old. "Suusao-san I would like for you to remove your jacket. Then, turn your body as I proceed to connect each of these wires." Doing as he was told the cups felt funny on his skin, but didn't realize that they'd actually begun pulling on his skin. It was an unpleasant feeling and made him a bit uncomfortable predicament.
Juunto then proceeded to place some type of headgear of the boy's head. The headgear gave Suusao tunnel vision, and prevented him from looking side to side. While he also requested the boy to slip on a pair of blue finger less gloves, but for some reason the gloves had strange lines along the knuckles and forehand.. The lines were similar to the circuitry found in the motherboard of old computers from centuries ago. "Now Suusao-san I would like for you to begin focusing your ki. Channel it throughout your entire being, and once you have done that I would like you to unleash your power."
Juunto stood back unprepared for what the boy could possibly do should he not take precautions. The one thing that this old timer did appreciate of Suusao was his learning speed. The kid may not have been book smart, but if you tell him how to do anything he'd get it first try. Sometimes it appeared as if the boy put in no effort at all. Suusao underwent the transformation perfectly, and Juunto was quite impressed unsure what to refer to his power as. It certainly was not some form of Super Saiyan, but it was knocking on the door for sure.
While Juunto-sama began to set up the virtual reality simulation. Suusao on the other hand was near blind, but could hear Juunto's voice. His teacher began by giving him further instructions, "This is a very special invention of Kinko's mother. It is capable of creating simulations and enemies for you combat. It is a pity that Earth's market didn't buy into it otherwise we would be living lavish...Ahem moving on." It appeared that Suusao's annoying bursts of rambling had started to rub off on Juunto. The boy had a slight smile on his face, and was fascinated by Mrs.H's invention.
"Your training begins in three...two...one...Fight as if your life depended upon it boy!" With a white flash of blinding light the boy stood within a white room, and the void appeared to go for miles. Right in front of him were two figures both appearing out of thin air it seemed. Yet only one of them charged him Suusao avoided him, but was sent flying by a kick to the back of the head. "OW! Juunto-sama for simulations these things hit pretty damn hard. Whoa WHOA!!!" One of the shadowy figures managed to fire a large blue energy at the boy, and just barely managed to avoid the blast with an Afterimage. Why did that feel so real?
Both figures regrouped with one another and for some reason allowing to catch his breath. "Suusao-san these are two programs of the two greatest fighters to ever wear the Turtle School uniform. The reason for this simulation is to enhance your martial arts prowess by adopting a style. You have the power and tenacity, and now what you require is the structure. Now BEGIN!" The first figure to charge this time was shorter in stature, and needed to use it's flight to throw a series of punches at his face.
Suusao began dodging the figures advancements effortlessly yet...something was off about this one as the boy countered with a strike to it's head. The impact of his fist against the figures face felt all too real. Though he knew that strike was much to easy, and for the greatest Turtle School fighter he was pretty weak. As the program dissipated into particles the boy addressed his instructor, "Juunto-sama I thought you said these were the strongest Turtle School Fighters?! I batted the short one away with ease" The only response the boy received was being an extremely painful punch to the face sending him flying. Right before he had time to react somehow his foot was grabbed, and the next thing the boy knew he was being spun around.
Oh man...I'm gonna be sick...The boy was flung nearly clean across the room, but still crashed into some sort of wall. The boy was unaware that Juunto was capable of controlling the simulation in it's entirety. Standing up to his feet quick he watched the figure charge an extremely large energy beam, and not sure how to react than by his own instinct he fired his Masenko energy wave. "Suusao-san he is about to use the most powerful technique of the school. It is an energy wave known as the Kamehameha wave, you must refrain from getting caught in the blast at all cost."
Suusao's Masenko and his opponent's Kamehameha clashed in an intense struggle, and the boy's vision had been given a red tint. Apparently the amount of energy being fed into the machine was far beyond it's computing capabilities. Before the boy could overcome his opponents technique his mentor shutdown the simulation. "AAAAAAAH Juunto-sama I almost had him! Let me go back at him again!" The boy cried out loud. Suddenly being delivered a powerful blow to the back of his head, and all the equipment was dropped off of him. Crashing into the dojo wall and it was a scene similar to that at the Budokai Tenkaichi. "You IDIOT! You nearly destroyed my wife's machine learn to control yourself Suusao damn you!"
"I apologize Juunto-sama for my lack of respect for your methods," the young man proceeded to bow to the master . Without any sort of retort his teacher started removing more equipment from the closet. Suusao had never known video games to require so many resources, but judging by how much was needed he assumed it was old. "Suusao-san I would like for you to remove your jacket. Then, turn your body as I proceed to connect each of these wires." Doing as he was told the cups felt funny on his skin, but didn't realize that they'd actually begun pulling on his skin. It was an unpleasant feeling and made him a bit uncomfortable predicament.
Juunto then proceeded to place some type of headgear of the boy's head. The headgear gave Suusao tunnel vision, and prevented him from looking side to side. While he also requested the boy to slip on a pair of blue finger less gloves, but for some reason the gloves had strange lines along the knuckles and forehand.. The lines were similar to the circuitry found in the motherboard of old computers from centuries ago. "Now Suusao-san I would like for you to begin focusing your ki. Channel it throughout your entire being, and once you have done that I would like you to unleash your power."
Juunto stood back unprepared for what the boy could possibly do should he not take precautions. The one thing that this old timer did appreciate of Suusao was his learning speed. The kid may not have been book smart, but if you tell him how to do anything he'd get it first try. Sometimes it appeared as if the boy put in no effort at all. Suusao underwent the transformation perfectly, and Juunto was quite impressed unsure what to refer to his power as. It certainly was not some form of Super Saiyan, but it was knocking on the door for sure.
While Juunto-sama began to set up the virtual reality simulation. Suusao on the other hand was near blind, but could hear Juunto's voice. His teacher began by giving him further instructions, "This is a very special invention of Kinko's mother. It is capable of creating simulations and enemies for you combat. It is a pity that Earth's market didn't buy into it otherwise we would be living lavish...Ahem moving on." It appeared that Suusao's annoying bursts of rambling had started to rub off on Juunto. The boy had a slight smile on his face, and was fascinated by Mrs.H's invention.
"Your training begins in three...two...one...Fight as if your life depended upon it boy!" With a white flash of blinding light the boy stood within a white room, and the void appeared to go for miles. Right in front of him were two figures both appearing out of thin air it seemed. Yet only one of them charged him Suusao avoided him, but was sent flying by a kick to the back of the head. "OW! Juunto-sama for simulations these things hit pretty damn hard. Whoa WHOA!!!" One of the shadowy figures managed to fire a large blue energy at the boy, and just barely managed to avoid the blast with an Afterimage. Why did that feel so real?
Both figures regrouped with one another and for some reason allowing to catch his breath. "Suusao-san these are two programs of the two greatest fighters to ever wear the Turtle School uniform. The reason for this simulation is to enhance your martial arts prowess by adopting a style. You have the power and tenacity, and now what you require is the structure. Now BEGIN!" The first figure to charge this time was shorter in stature, and needed to use it's flight to throw a series of punches at his face.
Suusao began dodging the figures advancements effortlessly yet...something was off about this one as the boy countered with a strike to it's head. The impact of his fist against the figures face felt all too real. Though he knew that strike was much to easy, and for the greatest Turtle School fighter he was pretty weak. As the program dissipated into particles the boy addressed his instructor, "Juunto-sama I thought you said these were the strongest Turtle School Fighters?! I batted the short one away with ease" The only response the boy received was being an extremely painful punch to the face sending him flying. Right before he had time to react somehow his foot was grabbed, and the next thing the boy knew he was being spun around.
Oh man...I'm gonna be sick...The boy was flung nearly clean across the room, but still crashed into some sort of wall. The boy was unaware that Juunto was capable of controlling the simulation in it's entirety. Standing up to his feet quick he watched the figure charge an extremely large energy beam, and not sure how to react than by his own instinct he fired his Masenko energy wave. "Suusao-san he is about to use the most powerful technique of the school. It is an energy wave known as the Kamehameha wave, you must refrain from getting caught in the blast at all cost."
Suusao's Masenko and his opponent's Kamehameha clashed in an intense struggle, and the boy's vision had been given a red tint. Apparently the amount of energy being fed into the machine was far beyond it's computing capabilities. Before the boy could overcome his opponents technique his mentor shutdown the simulation. "AAAAAAAH Juunto-sama I almost had him! Let me go back at him again!" The boy cried out loud. Suddenly being delivered a powerful blow to the back of his head, and all the equipment was dropped off of him. Crashing into the dojo wall and it was a scene similar to that at the Budokai Tenkaichi. "You IDIOT! You nearly destroyed my wife's machine learn to control yourself Suusao damn you!"
