Post by King of All on Jan 18, 2018 15:55:48 GMT -5
It wasn't much for Whis to just teleport the Saiyan back to their planet, not that he had a chance to see very much of it... in fact he didn't get to see any of it as he was immediately transported into a very familiarly designed room. There was absolutely nothing here, nothing but pure white for as far as the eye could be save for a small living area with the only exit to this infinite dimension. This space contained beds, a bath, shower and a small kitchenette with food that seemed to restock itself. However if Komatsu were to look inside the pantry and refrigerator he probably wouldn't recognize any of the foods inside as they were all alien in nature. Not that he would mind when the time came, having lived off of next to nothing at all for a decade.
"Great... another year of this crap. going from a mid teen to an adult is pretty intense honestly..."
Koma would grumble to himself as he walked towards the bed he would be claiming as his own. He immediately started to undress, removing his body armor as well as his jacket and shirt. All that he left on would be his pants and belt, he didn't even keep his boots. Why bother, everything was just going to get shredded up anyways.
He had to admit, having a year to fully master the power of a Super Saiyan god was quite appealing. There was no one here he could hurt, no one here to fight either but at least he could push himself endlessly here. He would suck in a deep breath before taking off into the vaste emptiness. He wouldn't stop until the little Oacis was far gone from sight, feeling that he wouldn't jeopardize his only means of escape by powering up.
"Right! If the universe is at stake I can't slack off... I might not have wanted this power but it's mine now and I have to make sure I"m more than up to snuff in this tournament. I cannot, and I will not fail!"
He goaded himself, tapping into the powers given to him by his brother and allies. His power level would seem to blink out of existence as it rode to immeasurable levels! His hair would shift and sway as if a breeze had caught them until finally they became red. His size would seem to diminish slightly, though his power was incredible. He looked a few years younger, and as he opened his now Crimson eyes, there would be a sense of fear to anyone that would look upon the newest Super Saiyan god.
He would flex his arms, open and close his hands again and again to get a feel for this form as he had only used it once before. He could feel exactly how taxing it was on his body and was glad as hell he had a full year to work on this. Within moments, Komatsu would vanish completely as he moved into an extremely rapid set of punches and kicks, firing off massive blasts of energy in just about every direction except for the oacis. Had anyone else been in the chamber, it would look as if there was a far off light show happening.
Speaking of, Carva would feel a strange sensation pull at his chest in the middle of whatever he would be doing. With little time to react, Carva would just pop out of existance only to reappear within the same chamber in which Komatsu was training. Having been successfully recruited by the little King and their Champion, Whis decided it was a good idea for both Saiyan brutes to train together... perhaps the two could learn something from being locked in a room for a year together?
WC: 636
@carva
"Great... another year of this crap. going from a mid teen to an adult is pretty intense honestly..."
Koma would grumble to himself as he walked towards the bed he would be claiming as his own. He immediately started to undress, removing his body armor as well as his jacket and shirt. All that he left on would be his pants and belt, he didn't even keep his boots. Why bother, everything was just going to get shredded up anyways.
He had to admit, having a year to fully master the power of a Super Saiyan god was quite appealing. There was no one here he could hurt, no one here to fight either but at least he could push himself endlessly here. He would suck in a deep breath before taking off into the vaste emptiness. He wouldn't stop until the little Oacis was far gone from sight, feeling that he wouldn't jeopardize his only means of escape by powering up.
"Right! If the universe is at stake I can't slack off... I might not have wanted this power but it's mine now and I have to make sure I"m more than up to snuff in this tournament. I cannot, and I will not fail!"
He goaded himself, tapping into the powers given to him by his brother and allies. His power level would seem to blink out of existence as it rode to immeasurable levels! His hair would shift and sway as if a breeze had caught them until finally they became red. His size would seem to diminish slightly, though his power was incredible. He looked a few years younger, and as he opened his now Crimson eyes, there would be a sense of fear to anyone that would look upon the newest Super Saiyan god.
He would flex his arms, open and close his hands again and again to get a feel for this form as he had only used it once before. He could feel exactly how taxing it was on his body and was glad as hell he had a full year to work on this. Within moments, Komatsu would vanish completely as he moved into an extremely rapid set of punches and kicks, firing off massive blasts of energy in just about every direction except for the oacis. Had anyone else been in the chamber, it would look as if there was a far off light show happening.
Speaking of, Carva would feel a strange sensation pull at his chest in the middle of whatever he would be doing. With little time to react, Carva would just pop out of existance only to reappear within the same chamber in which Komatsu was training. Having been successfully recruited by the little King and their Champion, Whis decided it was a good idea for both Saiyan brutes to train together... perhaps the two could learn something from being locked in a room for a year together?
WC: 636
@carva