Post by Carva on Jun 4, 2017 11:35:38 GMT -5
Thread PL: 125,377
Heavyweights: 31,344
Pride. Pride is a five letter word. It's not something that can drive just any man to push through excruciating pain in the pursuit of power. Power and pride for a true Saiya-jin warrior go hand in hand. Without pride, we've no true power. But one thing you can never take from a true Saiya-jin warrior is his pride no matter who or what you are.
No matter how badly my body begs for reprieve, I cannot let up. I cannot back down, no. Not after seeing those who would seek to surpass me. I will not be made a fool of...I will rise. I will become the Legendary Super Saiya-jin, or I will die trying!
We join a defeated Carva as Tomina has just left the gravity chamber. He hated to see her go, but he loved to watch her leave. This man, this Carva, he'd taken a liking to his sensei in their time together. She had taught him much in the little amount of time she'd been training himself, and Carva already felt stronger.
His body was wracked with pain and fatigue, and he knew that this could hinder him in the future. But still, he refused to give up. He refused to lay down and die, barely able to lift his arm to turn the Gravity Dial. How much was it? Twenty? No. Thirty. The generator would begin to hum louder and he could feel the weights upon his body further pushing him down, the sweat on his forehead already forming.
His first action would be to dig as deeply as he could, searching for that vacuum of energy within him. It felt weak...faint. He'd damned near killed himself sparring Tomina earlier, yet he would find that energy and close his eyes, focusing on it.
"Ggggrrrttttttthaaaaaaaaaah!" The warrior would roar, his power beginning to fluctuate, a white aura blazing forth from his body as if it'd never left. As he'd reach his normal limit, Carva would push harder...and harder muscles straining against his flexible Saiya-jin armor.
"More.....must...push harder!" His muscles would begin to shift and grow, his aura beginning to flicker gold...and soon becoming a raging inferno of golden flames, lightning arcing forth from his bulkier form. His hair would remain black, the whites of his eyes being the only thing left as he pushed himself. One more loud roar and his shock wave would push the metal floor beneath his feet downward, the metal whining a bit.
Super Carva(FSSJ+Bulking) activated! 249,952/62,488!
Carva felt himself growing heavier as this power up took hold. His lips curled upward in the way that only a Saiyan was known for, a shit eating grin on his face as his rage filled aura illuminated the room with a hue of gold. "This...this is about like what that fool Cress used...only I can do it better." Thought the warrior elite, but his grin faded. "Tch...only problem is, my body feels heavier...feels slower. True, I could possibly break a few bones...but...I'd have to be able to hit them first! Tch...dammit..."
He drew in a deep breath and exhaled slowly, letting his muscle mass return to normal. As powerful as he felt at that very moment, he simply couldn't use this form as Cress did. He would utilize it better...when he needed it. Tomina had advised that the form be utilized when an opponent was worn out...and the truth was, he had no opponent. Just him and the gravity...and his weights.
Reverted to False Super Saiya-jin: 156,720
His Super Carva form would become useful...it could have been used as a "closer" so to speak. He shrugged his shoulders, his filthy mouth barking at the computer. "Gah, fuck it all! Computer! Begin simulation!" He would await, the computer beginning to beep and click.
Suddenly, holes in the floor would begin to open up and from the portals there would arise no less than six humanoid figure would begin as a shadow of a person, with glowing red eyes. Carva narrowed his eyes, not feeling any ki emanating from the creatures. The bots would soon take form, each one identical to the last.
A low growl came from the brutish hybrid as he looked around at the identical android training fighters. "Tch...these guys look more like SERVANTS than fighters. What are they going to do? Offer me tea? Make my biscuits? Clean my bathroom?!" His scowl never faded, the vicious warrior calling out to his pursuers. "Well?! Are you all just going to stand there like knots on a dog's arse?! Attack me!"
Carva bad no need to ask twice as all six android fighters would advance on him at once, the six throwing lightning fast flurries of kicks and punches. Carva's eyes would dart back and forth. He'd focus, blocking and countering, knocking them back one by one.
The Butler bots would move as fast as lightning, black streaks slamming into Carva. Carva felt himself being knocked backwards, slamming into the wall and dropping to a knee. Ribs could be heard cracking...he was in pain. The training bots didn't let up, as Carva felt a knee slam right into his mouth.
"Tch..." he could taste the warm, coppery substance painting his tongue and trickling down his chin onto the floor. True to fashion, he'd keep fighting...blocking a swift knee from one Butler bot, Carva would throw his hand out in front of him and fill the chamber with a bright light. "Infernus FLASH!"
Having knocked the bots away was good for Carva, and he would follow up with a powerful set of ki blasts. Two Butler bots would fall, but the eyes of the other four would only glow brighter. Carva's eyes narrowed into black slits when he noticed this..."Something isn't ri-" Carva would feel the air driven out of him as one of his partners' heads would be driven into his solar plexus. It felt...like a truck...even for him. "Funny...I don't remember them hitting this har-" he'd be slammed into the metal wall as another butler would follow up with a swift knee to the face... "...damn you, you confounded contraptions! Demon Flash!"
Another bot disentagrated...but Carva found himself barely able to stand, let along keep up with the bots. Pushing himself up he would motion his training partners on. "Come..." panting. "...come on, you...you..." spitting a red clump on the floor. "...worthless machines! Is this all you can muster?! I've killed grandmother's who hit harder than you!!!"
"Raising difficulty. Killswitch engage." The cold, uncaring voice of the computer would speak. Carva would arch an eyebrow, and watch as the three remaining Butler bots would merge into one entity, it's muscle mass increasing...teeth sharpening into terrible points, claws forming on it's hands. "Transformation complete. Alpha Model, power reading two hundred and fifteen thousand."
"Shit...this computer means business...that thing could kill me...I must be on my guard. I suppose I could test out this new technique...pft...but this thing is undoubtedly fast." Carva spike aloud, warily circling the monster with stood before him. He shook his head...this particular bot seemed to be quite a bit more primitive than the strategic butlers. Carva scowled. "Make your move, ugly. I'm standing right here! Come on, don't be a pu-"
Carva didn't have much of a chance to finish that thought as Alpha Model charged forward and slashed at his midsection, the Saiya-jin warrior quickly jumping backwards. The creature would follow up with an upwards slash, leaving a wide open gash on Carva's left arm. Carva would drop low and pivot, the creature jumping over his leg, dropping an clubbing blow onto the back of his neck.
He found his vision blurring a bit, and rolled to his back to kip up before throwing a barrage of blasts at the creature, pushing it back. Alpha Model was still faster though...it faded out and appeared above Carva, throwing a swift flash towards the hybrid.
Carva grunted as the blast struck him hard in the same shoulder he'd begun to favor. On one hand, his would was cauterized. On the other, his left arm now hung limply at his side. "Shit...this...this thing is too damned powerful. But...surely there is something I can do...I just have to remember to wait for the exact right moment..."
Carva pushed forward, his eyes locked onto the form on the Alpha Model. Closer and closer it came and as soon as it begins to attack? Carva struck! He'd hop up and drive both feet into the creature's stomach, causing it to double over. Carva knew he had to act fast...he knew this was his chance!
His aura would once again begin to blaze like a towering inferno, veins showing from his arms as he began to bulk up once again. The creature flew forward at Carva, as if in slow motion...Super Carva would begin to charge his attack, arms spread wide.
Truly, his left shoulder ached more now. Honestly, he was in the most excruciating pain of his life. Three spars? Now a fourth? With a kill switch? He had to end this! His hands held two crimson orbs, and he'd being them together before himself to combine them. With beams of light flowing from the forming attack, he'd rear back with both hands about his head.
Carva roared like a lion. "Harbinger OMEGA! DIE!" He threw both arms forward and fired off a massive beam of energy, engulfing Alpha Model completely...the android would screech as the attack began to burn through it's synthetic flesh, melting it from it's metal skeleton...which would soon begin to fade...and dissappear.
Hovering in midair, he was limp...the bulked form was gone...his power had dropped to it's lowest point, but he'd won...just barely. Slowly he descended as the computer automatically ended the training program. He muttered to himself on the way out. "I will surpass them yet...one way or the other, if it kills me..."
-fin-
WC: 1,778
Heavyweights: 31,344
Inner Monolgue
Pain. Pain is but a four letter word, one very relevant only to those who let it stop them. It's only important to you if it makes an impact on your success as a warrior. Today, I've faced Cress...I've faced Tomina. My body, it cries out "no" with every solitary step I take. But that pain, the thing that held such sway on me as a child...it is defeated by pride.Pride. Pride is a five letter word. It's not something that can drive just any man to push through excruciating pain in the pursuit of power. Power and pride for a true Saiya-jin warrior go hand in hand. Without pride, we've no true power. But one thing you can never take from a true Saiya-jin warrior is his pride no matter who or what you are.
No matter how badly my body begs for reprieve, I cannot let up. I cannot back down, no. Not after seeing those who would seek to surpass me. I will not be made a fool of...I will rise. I will become the Legendary Super Saiya-jin, or I will die trying!
We join a defeated Carva as Tomina has just left the gravity chamber. He hated to see her go, but he loved to watch her leave. This man, this Carva, he'd taken a liking to his sensei in their time together. She had taught him much in the little amount of time she'd been training himself, and Carva already felt stronger.
His body was wracked with pain and fatigue, and he knew that this could hinder him in the future. But still, he refused to give up. He refused to lay down and die, barely able to lift his arm to turn the Gravity Dial. How much was it? Twenty? No. Thirty. The generator would begin to hum louder and he could feel the weights upon his body further pushing him down, the sweat on his forehead already forming.
His first action would be to dig as deeply as he could, searching for that vacuum of energy within him. It felt weak...faint. He'd damned near killed himself sparring Tomina earlier, yet he would find that energy and close his eyes, focusing on it.
"Ggggrrrttttttthaaaaaaaaaah!" The warrior would roar, his power beginning to fluctuate, a white aura blazing forth from his body as if it'd never left. As he'd reach his normal limit, Carva would push harder...and harder muscles straining against his flexible Saiya-jin armor.
"More.....must...push harder!" His muscles would begin to shift and grow, his aura beginning to flicker gold...and soon becoming a raging inferno of golden flames, lightning arcing forth from his bulkier form. His hair would remain black, the whites of his eyes being the only thing left as he pushed himself. One more loud roar and his shock wave would push the metal floor beneath his feet downward, the metal whining a bit.
Super Carva(FSSJ+Bulking) activated! 249,952/62,488!
Carva felt himself growing heavier as this power up took hold. His lips curled upward in the way that only a Saiyan was known for, a shit eating grin on his face as his rage filled aura illuminated the room with a hue of gold. "This...this is about like what that fool Cress used...only I can do it better." Thought the warrior elite, but his grin faded. "Tch...only problem is, my body feels heavier...feels slower. True, I could possibly break a few bones...but...I'd have to be able to hit them first! Tch...dammit..."
He drew in a deep breath and exhaled slowly, letting his muscle mass return to normal. As powerful as he felt at that very moment, he simply couldn't use this form as Cress did. He would utilize it better...when he needed it. Tomina had advised that the form be utilized when an opponent was worn out...and the truth was, he had no opponent. Just him and the gravity...and his weights.
Reverted to False Super Saiya-jin: 156,720
His Super Carva form would become useful...it could have been used as a "closer" so to speak. He shrugged his shoulders, his filthy mouth barking at the computer. "Gah, fuck it all! Computer! Begin simulation!" He would await, the computer beginning to beep and click.
Suddenly, holes in the floor would begin to open up and from the portals there would arise no less than six humanoid figure would begin as a shadow of a person, with glowing red eyes. Carva narrowed his eyes, not feeling any ki emanating from the creatures. The bots would soon take form, each one identical to the last.
A low growl came from the brutish hybrid as he looked around at the identical android training fighters. "Tch...these guys look more like SERVANTS than fighters. What are they going to do? Offer me tea? Make my biscuits? Clean my bathroom?!" His scowl never faded, the vicious warrior calling out to his pursuers. "Well?! Are you all just going to stand there like knots on a dog's arse?! Attack me!"
Carva bad no need to ask twice as all six android fighters would advance on him at once, the six throwing lightning fast flurries of kicks and punches. Carva's eyes would dart back and forth. He'd focus, blocking and countering, knocking them back one by one.
The Butler bots would move as fast as lightning, black streaks slamming into Carva. Carva felt himself being knocked backwards, slamming into the wall and dropping to a knee. Ribs could be heard cracking...he was in pain. The training bots didn't let up, as Carva felt a knee slam right into his mouth.
"Tch..." he could taste the warm, coppery substance painting his tongue and trickling down his chin onto the floor. True to fashion, he'd keep fighting...blocking a swift knee from one Butler bot, Carva would throw his hand out in front of him and fill the chamber with a bright light. "Infernus FLASH!"
Having knocked the bots away was good for Carva, and he would follow up with a powerful set of ki blasts. Two Butler bots would fall, but the eyes of the other four would only glow brighter. Carva's eyes narrowed into black slits when he noticed this..."Something isn't ri-" Carva would feel the air driven out of him as one of his partners' heads would be driven into his solar plexus. It felt...like a truck...even for him. "Funny...I don't remember them hitting this har-" he'd be slammed into the metal wall as another butler would follow up with a swift knee to the face... "...damn you, you confounded contraptions! Demon Flash!"
Another bot disentagrated...but Carva found himself barely able to stand, let along keep up with the bots. Pushing himself up he would motion his training partners on. "Come..." panting. "...come on, you...you..." spitting a red clump on the floor. "...worthless machines! Is this all you can muster?! I've killed grandmother's who hit harder than you!!!"
"Raising difficulty. Killswitch engage." The cold, uncaring voice of the computer would speak. Carva would arch an eyebrow, and watch as the three remaining Butler bots would merge into one entity, it's muscle mass increasing...teeth sharpening into terrible points, claws forming on it's hands. "Transformation complete. Alpha Model, power reading two hundred and fifteen thousand."
"Shit...this computer means business...that thing could kill me...I must be on my guard. I suppose I could test out this new technique...pft...but this thing is undoubtedly fast." Carva spike aloud, warily circling the monster with stood before him. He shook his head...this particular bot seemed to be quite a bit more primitive than the strategic butlers. Carva scowled. "Make your move, ugly. I'm standing right here! Come on, don't be a pu-"
Carva didn't have much of a chance to finish that thought as Alpha Model charged forward and slashed at his midsection, the Saiya-jin warrior quickly jumping backwards. The creature would follow up with an upwards slash, leaving a wide open gash on Carva's left arm. Carva would drop low and pivot, the creature jumping over his leg, dropping an clubbing blow onto the back of his neck.
He found his vision blurring a bit, and rolled to his back to kip up before throwing a barrage of blasts at the creature, pushing it back. Alpha Model was still faster though...it faded out and appeared above Carva, throwing a swift flash towards the hybrid.
Carva grunted as the blast struck him hard in the same shoulder he'd begun to favor. On one hand, his would was cauterized. On the other, his left arm now hung limply at his side. "Shit...this...this thing is too damned powerful. But...surely there is something I can do...I just have to remember to wait for the exact right moment..."
Carva pushed forward, his eyes locked onto the form on the Alpha Model. Closer and closer it came and as soon as it begins to attack? Carva struck! He'd hop up and drive both feet into the creature's stomach, causing it to double over. Carva knew he had to act fast...he knew this was his chance!
His aura would once again begin to blaze like a towering inferno, veins showing from his arms as he began to bulk up once again. The creature flew forward at Carva, as if in slow motion...Super Carva would begin to charge his attack, arms spread wide.
Truly, his left shoulder ached more now. Honestly, he was in the most excruciating pain of his life. Three spars? Now a fourth? With a kill switch? He had to end this! His hands held two crimson orbs, and he'd being them together before himself to combine them. With beams of light flowing from the forming attack, he'd rear back with both hands about his head.
Carva roared like a lion. "Harbinger OMEGA! DIE!" He threw both arms forward and fired off a massive beam of energy, engulfing Alpha Model completely...the android would screech as the attack began to burn through it's synthetic flesh, melting it from it's metal skeleton...which would soon begin to fade...and dissappear.
Hovering in midair, he was limp...the bulked form was gone...his power had dropped to it's lowest point, but he'd won...just barely. Slowly he descended as the computer automatically ended the training program. He muttered to himself on the way out. "I will surpass them yet...one way or the other, if it kills me..."
-fin-
WC: 1,778
