Post by Tarro on Aug 31, 2018 2:50:28 GMT -5
Tarro sighed in his quarters on Planet Yasai. He was inside of his training chamber, that Tomina had set up for them. She had evolved beyond the use of her special Gravity Chamber, and so she had told Tarro to use it as an attempt to push his own training. He had grown a lot during the last two years of peace in Universe Seven. He had mastered the Wolf School, and also survived Tomina’s brutal training to master the Vegetean Arts of the former Saiyan Empire. He adorned a beautiful new armor of orange and green, along with orange gloves. His jumpsuit was a dark blu-ish black color. He had changed quite a bit. He had become a much more polished fighter, and his techniques had only improved since. “I’m coming for you… Carva, Nakiya, Komatsu. I’ll surpass all three of you! Mark my words!” Tarro declared as his dark yellow energy flourished inside of the gravity chamber.
Hasenya and Tomina were both asleep. Tarro had woken up in the middle of the night to train some extra. He was dedicated to training until dawn if he had too. He wanted to master his transformation. Last session he had been super close. He went over to the dial of the gravity chamber and dialed it all the way up to Forty Times Gravity. He was going to push the boundaries of his power. He felt his weight increase forty times over, the push of gravity crushing him. By training his base form in this gravity level for the night, he would hopefully give himself the final push he needed to master the Super Saiyan Two form. “Do you hear me you rotten bastards! It doesn’t matter what special forms you get! It doesn’t matter what shortcuts you take! I am going to find a way to catch up and leave you in the dust!”
And he was dead set on it. Thankfully the Gravity Chamber was soundproof, or he’d have to deal with a very angry Tomina. She did not take to waking up well. The young Saiyan warrior crouched down toward the dumbells on the floor. They had been modified to generate at least at least a ton of weight each. Given the intensity of the gravity, this was not an easy task. Tarro breathed heavily as he began to curl the dumbells, working out his biceps with heavy strain. Lifting weights like these were crazy under normal circumstances. But under Fifty Times Gravity it was nearly impossible! Tarro could feel his muscles burn from the pressure as he pushed through the strain to make it happen. “One!” He cried out as a single one was a lot to take.
He sighed heavily as he released and let his hands come down. Bringing them back up, Tarro did another rep. There we go… that’s it.. He was suddenly starting to get a hold of himself, creating a rhythm to it and working through it. In his mind all he could see was all three of them standing there. All three of them stood there mocking him, looking down on him, flaunting over him like he was nothing. And he wouldn’t stand for it.
His next exercise involved lifting the smaller weights, the ton weights and using them to punch and kick the air. Inside of the fifty times gravity, they came out to fifty tons a piece. Transforming into a Super Saiyan lessened the incredible strain. He was crazy. He really tried to pull it off without going into Super Saiyan, but this exercise was just too difficult to do without the power of his Super Saiyan transformation. With every punch and kick he could feel his whole body tense up. This was working every crevice of his body and pushing it to the limit. “I won’t be outdone! I will literally break every bone in my body, if that’s what it takes to catch up to you bastards!”
While he was continuing to push his body.. His mind imagined what it would be like to fight all three of them at the same time…
“I’m going to make you pay for everyone you took! You and your stupid beloved!” Tarro hissed as he rushed at the Demon Queen with a barrage of punches, hoping to ruin that damn seductive face! He wanted to make sure no one looked at her form in admiration ever again! To make her the ugliest creature known to the Universe, to match her heart! Nakiya stood tall in her Demon Goddess form, staring down the Saiyan in all of his anger. A wicked grin on her face mocking him. “You’ll have to hit me a lot harder than that, lover boy~” she teased before transforming into the form of his wife. His eyes widened in surprise, not expecting her to do that. She then fired a red fireball at the Saiyan while he was caught off guard, hoping to burn him into ash.
“Shit!” the young Saiyan said as a fireball passed through his jumpsuit, damaging the clothing and burning it off to reveal his naked shoulder. It had been narrowly avoided by the young Saiyan, close to blasting his arm off! He clenched his teeth as he looked on at the Demon Queen in all of her snark and arrogance, Nakiya dropping her disguise to revert to her normal appearance. “Such a pathetic Saiyan. You can never hope to beat me with that measly power..,” the Demon Queen cooed as her aura echoed with a shimmering radiance infecting the area. Tarro powered up to his Super Saiyan form with a hiss, his teal eyes staring her down in defiance. “We won’t know that until I try, will we!?” And with that he rushed at her, surprising her as a fist launched itself straight for her stomach, hoping to deal significant damage! He smiled as it landed without a trace, feeling it make a hard impact with her body!
But Nakiya only smiled at him. Tarro’s grin faded quickly with the moment, as she blasted him in the chest from point-blank range, a red beam of energy crashing him against a mountain. “Not even a scratch! Greatest warrior race in the Universe my ass! I will make you grovel at my feet, you worm~” she continued to boast at him. He cried out in pain as the beam exploded in a surge of energy that bruised his entire body. He wasn’t strong enough to defeat her! He was still far too weak, to the point that he couldn’t even scratch her! He was pathetic.
“Drunk, Failure, Weakling. You’ll never compare to my power, you miserable excuse for a soldier! I’m only Half-Saiyan, and I’m still twice the Saiyan you are!” Carva whispered from behind him. With a large foot, he kicked Tarro, the young Saiyan falling face first into the dirt. Tarro grunted as he collapsed, unable to get up. The Berserker lifted the Super Saiyan off the ground by his foot, before throwing him onto his back. Tarro cried out in agony. “Damn you… Damn you! I won’t let you get away with this!”
Carva laughed at him. “You don’t have any say. Strength is all that matters. Being weak means you don’t get to have what you want. When you’re dead, I’m going to claim your mate as my own!” Tarro looked at him in horror, as the Saiyan dared to bring his wife into this. That was enough to send him into a blind rage, his hair standing up as electricity crackled from his body. Tarro had transformed into a Super Saiyan Two, indulging in a righteous fury!
“No! You won’t!” he cried out as he clocked the “Legendary Super Saiyan” right in his stupid face, following up with a kick that launched him upwards in the air! Rushing the Berserker from below, Tarro kicked him brutally in the stomach with a rush of force before elbowing him downwards! It was enough to send Carva flying across the field. Tarro thought that was enough to finish it, but Carva got right back up.
The Berserker Beast laughed at him again. “Not good enough… You’ll never beat me if that’s the best you’ve got!” Tarro simply growled with anger, as he curled his fingers and put his hands together at chest level. A purple aura surrounded him as he began to charge his Super Gallick Gun, the technique that Tomina taught him over the last two years. “Alright, Carva, here comes a lot more… Get ready,” he growled.
Carva didn’t look intimidated however. He simply smiled and began to form a sphere in his hand. Tarro growled and began to continue charging, not letting the attack scare him. His own purple ball in his hand began to expand and enlarge with the extra power. “Prepare to die, low level scum!” he cried out with fury as he fired the enormous green ball at Tarro. Tarro, having had just enough time to charge, fired everything he had into the thing and more! The purple aura and the ball merging into an enormous purple beam rushing to meet the ball, crashing hard into it. The two forces struggled back and forth, harsh winds rising and blowing from the resulting abundance of power. While Tarro continued to struggle, Carva just simply looked composed and in control. Despite this he could not manage to overpower him.. The thing exploded with enormous force, the two attacks resulting in a mutual explosion that damaged them both! Tarro’s armor was blasted off, while Carva didn’t seem to even feel a thing and only small pieces of his armor got destroyed.
The two fell onto the ground, with Tarro struggling to get up (his teeth stewing with fury).
“Goddamnit how are you this strong! The gap was never this large before!” Tarro roared out in anger. No matter what tactics he used against the Titan, he just couldn’t find a way to overcome him. He could never catch up to the Berserker. He hated it. He hated it with every fiber of his being. “Maybe I’m just better than you?” Carva suggested with a shrug, that stupid grin still plastered all over his face. When they had fought, Tarro was behind but not to the same degree. Carva had gotten a Zenkai which pushed him above him, along with his stupid special transformation surpassing the normal Super Saiyan form. But now the Berserker had eclipsed him entirely. Not only mastering the stupid “Legendary Super Saiyan” form, but evolving beyond it!
“I refuse to believe that! You’ve just gotten more special treatment! The Fruit from the Tree of Might, the stupid Time Chamber, being chosen for the Tournament of Power.. If I had all the same opportunities as you, the difference in our power would disappear!” he shouted as his aura stormed and rose, creating a pillar of light! He was frustrated with Carva, frustrated with this bullshit system of power. Frustrated with the Saiyan Galactic Kingdom for always depending on Carva rather than ever giving Tarro a bone.
Tarro charged at him with his fist in tow, launching it forward to the man’s face with a furious passion. Carva in turn launched a fist of his own toward Tarro, resulting in the two exchanging blows, a massive shockwave ranging from the massive forces colliding unopposed. The two were launched back a fair ways, Tarro’s face swollen from the force while Carva barely showed any sign of slowing down. But Tarro didn’t care. He didn’t care how much stronger the bastard was than him. He was going to figure a way to overcome him….
Tarro roared, his power flourishing as he could feel his anger soaring with the might of a phoenix. He was angry, angry beyond belief. He dropped the weights into the floor in front of him, allowing them to roll along the ground. This image training was bullshit. Even in his own head he couldn’t touch those two. Not significantly anyway. It felt like he had been training in this damn stupid time chamber for about an hour. Tarro began to power up, calmly testing the limits of his Super Saiyan Form as he tried to ascend without the boost from anger. Rage wasn’t going to be enough this time, he needed to find the balance between serenity and rage. It was only from that that he would unlock his true strength, his full potential.
His muscles began to bulge, he was doing it! His hair began to straighten and point upward even more than normal, and lightning began to surround him. This was it, this was his power! He could feel it washing over him, growing even stronger than before! “This is it!” he shouted as he could feel everything become clear for him.
And that was when he saw the final obstacle in his mind…
“The pride of you foolish creatures truly knows no depths,” a voice would begin to call to him in his mind. It was indistinguishable, it was unprecedented! The Mad God King, the immortal and divine tyrant- Caesar of the Cerulean Empire. Jarvis. Why did he pop up in the Saiyan’s head? “No! This can’t be real! You’re gone… Forever…,” Tarro said with a bit of anger in his heart. “Surely you did not forget my friends on the other side… I am never truly gone, foolish mongrel! Destiny is my mistress. This world and everything in it is all running by my great design..
I am the beginning and the end of this Universe. I am it’s savior and its reckoning. Even the failing Gods of this Multiverse cannot stop what is to come, for I triumph over them all!
And just as I did on Natto, I will someday reap the fields and claim my dues. Your women, your people, and your Empires are all subjects to my divine providence. You will never fully be safe, and I shall never truly fade! Hahahaha!” the tyrannical villain laughed.
Tarro charged at him with his fist in tow, charging energy and forming it into a ki ball in his fist. “Shut the fuck up! I tire of your endless posturing, your insufferable bragging, and your bullshit god complex! You aren’t original and you can go back to Hell!” he screamed, punching him right in his left cheek, the force of his attack exploding in Caesar’s face. A small explosion rang about creating a dust cloud. As the smoke disappeared, Jarvis looked injured but not so much so that he was finished. “Not enough? Then here’s some more you bastard! NEO WOLF FANG FIST!” he screamed yet again as he continued to rush at Jarvis, but this time with an endless barrage of claw attacks in his upper body, devastating his chest and stomach in an attempt to wear him down.
“I hope I never see you again! This is for everyone that I love that you’ve hurt! Hyaaah!” he continued to pour in as he finished it off with two simultaneous claw strikes to the chest sending the God King flying into several large rocks, causing them to crumble and fall from the overwhelming pressure. A huge wave of dust would surround the mental area...
Tarro began to pant, feeling all of his energy leave him. He couldn’t even sustain Super Saiyan anymore, as he struggled to stay on his feet.
And all he could hear was more of that annoying laughter. “Did that feel good, little monkey? I hope so… because this mental plane is the only place you’ll ever manage to do that to me…
Heed my warning.. I will always be. I inhabit every dark shadow in your world- every small, weak space of your mind- and every horrible nightmare that is to come. You will sleep, but you will never rest… Hahahahaha...” he would continue on and on, until his laughter would die out into deafening silence, his form ceasing to exist.
Tarro in turn simply caught his breath, mumbling to himself, “Rotten little shit…”
Tarro woke up from the floor. He groaned as it felt like he had hit his head. How did he wind up here? Last he remembered he had mastered his Super Saiyan Two transformation, and then everything went dark. Perhaps he had passed out after transforming forcibly. It was hard to believe, but he supposed it made sense. Regardless it didn’t matter now. He had gotten what he had came for. Now that he had achieved the feeling, he could call upon the transformation at will. He was stoked to showcase this to his wife.
But for now he had some sleep to catch up on… She wouldn’t be up for another few hours...
WC: 2845
Taking x50 Advanced Gravity Chamber as well as Mansion gains plz~
OH EDIT: I FORGOT TO MENTION. Tarro unlocked Full Power Super Saiyan 2 from this thread x.x
Hasenya and Tomina were both asleep. Tarro had woken up in the middle of the night to train some extra. He was dedicated to training until dawn if he had too. He wanted to master his transformation. Last session he had been super close. He went over to the dial of the gravity chamber and dialed it all the way up to Forty Times Gravity. He was going to push the boundaries of his power. He felt his weight increase forty times over, the push of gravity crushing him. By training his base form in this gravity level for the night, he would hopefully give himself the final push he needed to master the Super Saiyan Two form. “Do you hear me you rotten bastards! It doesn’t matter what special forms you get! It doesn’t matter what shortcuts you take! I am going to find a way to catch up and leave you in the dust!”
And he was dead set on it. Thankfully the Gravity Chamber was soundproof, or he’d have to deal with a very angry Tomina. She did not take to waking up well. The young Saiyan warrior crouched down toward the dumbells on the floor. They had been modified to generate at least at least a ton of weight each. Given the intensity of the gravity, this was not an easy task. Tarro breathed heavily as he began to curl the dumbells, working out his biceps with heavy strain. Lifting weights like these were crazy under normal circumstances. But under Fifty Times Gravity it was nearly impossible! Tarro could feel his muscles burn from the pressure as he pushed through the strain to make it happen. “One!” He cried out as a single one was a lot to take.
He sighed heavily as he released and let his hands come down. Bringing them back up, Tarro did another rep. There we go… that’s it.. He was suddenly starting to get a hold of himself, creating a rhythm to it and working through it. In his mind all he could see was all three of them standing there. All three of them stood there mocking him, looking down on him, flaunting over him like he was nothing. And he wouldn’t stand for it.
His next exercise involved lifting the smaller weights, the ton weights and using them to punch and kick the air. Inside of the fifty times gravity, they came out to fifty tons a piece. Transforming into a Super Saiyan lessened the incredible strain. He was crazy. He really tried to pull it off without going into Super Saiyan, but this exercise was just too difficult to do without the power of his Super Saiyan transformation. With every punch and kick he could feel his whole body tense up. This was working every crevice of his body and pushing it to the limit. “I won’t be outdone! I will literally break every bone in my body, if that’s what it takes to catch up to you bastards!”
While he was continuing to push his body.. His mind imagined what it would be like to fight all three of them at the same time…
“I’m going to make you pay for everyone you took! You and your stupid beloved!” Tarro hissed as he rushed at the Demon Queen with a barrage of punches, hoping to ruin that damn seductive face! He wanted to make sure no one looked at her form in admiration ever again! To make her the ugliest creature known to the Universe, to match her heart! Nakiya stood tall in her Demon Goddess form, staring down the Saiyan in all of his anger. A wicked grin on her face mocking him. “You’ll have to hit me a lot harder than that, lover boy~” she teased before transforming into the form of his wife. His eyes widened in surprise, not expecting her to do that. She then fired a red fireball at the Saiyan while he was caught off guard, hoping to burn him into ash.
“Shit!” the young Saiyan said as a fireball passed through his jumpsuit, damaging the clothing and burning it off to reveal his naked shoulder. It had been narrowly avoided by the young Saiyan, close to blasting his arm off! He clenched his teeth as he looked on at the Demon Queen in all of her snark and arrogance, Nakiya dropping her disguise to revert to her normal appearance. “Such a pathetic Saiyan. You can never hope to beat me with that measly power..,” the Demon Queen cooed as her aura echoed with a shimmering radiance infecting the area. Tarro powered up to his Super Saiyan form with a hiss, his teal eyes staring her down in defiance. “We won’t know that until I try, will we!?” And with that he rushed at her, surprising her as a fist launched itself straight for her stomach, hoping to deal significant damage! He smiled as it landed without a trace, feeling it make a hard impact with her body!
But Nakiya only smiled at him. Tarro’s grin faded quickly with the moment, as she blasted him in the chest from point-blank range, a red beam of energy crashing him against a mountain. “Not even a scratch! Greatest warrior race in the Universe my ass! I will make you grovel at my feet, you worm~” she continued to boast at him. He cried out in pain as the beam exploded in a surge of energy that bruised his entire body. He wasn’t strong enough to defeat her! He was still far too weak, to the point that he couldn’t even scratch her! He was pathetic.
“Drunk, Failure, Weakling. You’ll never compare to my power, you miserable excuse for a soldier! I’m only Half-Saiyan, and I’m still twice the Saiyan you are!” Carva whispered from behind him. With a large foot, he kicked Tarro, the young Saiyan falling face first into the dirt. Tarro grunted as he collapsed, unable to get up. The Berserker lifted the Super Saiyan off the ground by his foot, before throwing him onto his back. Tarro cried out in agony. “Damn you… Damn you! I won’t let you get away with this!”
Carva laughed at him. “You don’t have any say. Strength is all that matters. Being weak means you don’t get to have what you want. When you’re dead, I’m going to claim your mate as my own!” Tarro looked at him in horror, as the Saiyan dared to bring his wife into this. That was enough to send him into a blind rage, his hair standing up as electricity crackled from his body. Tarro had transformed into a Super Saiyan Two, indulging in a righteous fury!
“No! You won’t!” he cried out as he clocked the “Legendary Super Saiyan” right in his stupid face, following up with a kick that launched him upwards in the air! Rushing the Berserker from below, Tarro kicked him brutally in the stomach with a rush of force before elbowing him downwards! It was enough to send Carva flying across the field. Tarro thought that was enough to finish it, but Carva got right back up.
The Berserker Beast laughed at him again. “Not good enough… You’ll never beat me if that’s the best you’ve got!” Tarro simply growled with anger, as he curled his fingers and put his hands together at chest level. A purple aura surrounded him as he began to charge his Super Gallick Gun, the technique that Tomina taught him over the last two years. “Alright, Carva, here comes a lot more… Get ready,” he growled.
Carva didn’t look intimidated however. He simply smiled and began to form a sphere in his hand. Tarro growled and began to continue charging, not letting the attack scare him. His own purple ball in his hand began to expand and enlarge with the extra power. “Prepare to die, low level scum!” he cried out with fury as he fired the enormous green ball at Tarro. Tarro, having had just enough time to charge, fired everything he had into the thing and more! The purple aura and the ball merging into an enormous purple beam rushing to meet the ball, crashing hard into it. The two forces struggled back and forth, harsh winds rising and blowing from the resulting abundance of power. While Tarro continued to struggle, Carva just simply looked composed and in control. Despite this he could not manage to overpower him.. The thing exploded with enormous force, the two attacks resulting in a mutual explosion that damaged them both! Tarro’s armor was blasted off, while Carva didn’t seem to even feel a thing and only small pieces of his armor got destroyed.
The two fell onto the ground, with Tarro struggling to get up (his teeth stewing with fury).
“Goddamnit how are you this strong! The gap was never this large before!” Tarro roared out in anger. No matter what tactics he used against the Titan, he just couldn’t find a way to overcome him. He could never catch up to the Berserker. He hated it. He hated it with every fiber of his being. “Maybe I’m just better than you?” Carva suggested with a shrug, that stupid grin still plastered all over his face. When they had fought, Tarro was behind but not to the same degree. Carva had gotten a Zenkai which pushed him above him, along with his stupid special transformation surpassing the normal Super Saiyan form. But now the Berserker had eclipsed him entirely. Not only mastering the stupid “Legendary Super Saiyan” form, but evolving beyond it!
“I refuse to believe that! You’ve just gotten more special treatment! The Fruit from the Tree of Might, the stupid Time Chamber, being chosen for the Tournament of Power.. If I had all the same opportunities as you, the difference in our power would disappear!” he shouted as his aura stormed and rose, creating a pillar of light! He was frustrated with Carva, frustrated with this bullshit system of power. Frustrated with the Saiyan Galactic Kingdom for always depending on Carva rather than ever giving Tarro a bone.
Tarro charged at him with his fist in tow, launching it forward to the man’s face with a furious passion. Carva in turn launched a fist of his own toward Tarro, resulting in the two exchanging blows, a massive shockwave ranging from the massive forces colliding unopposed. The two were launched back a fair ways, Tarro’s face swollen from the force while Carva barely showed any sign of slowing down. But Tarro didn’t care. He didn’t care how much stronger the bastard was than him. He was going to figure a way to overcome him….
Tarro roared, his power flourishing as he could feel his anger soaring with the might of a phoenix. He was angry, angry beyond belief. He dropped the weights into the floor in front of him, allowing them to roll along the ground. This image training was bullshit. Even in his own head he couldn’t touch those two. Not significantly anyway. It felt like he had been training in this damn stupid time chamber for about an hour. Tarro began to power up, calmly testing the limits of his Super Saiyan Form as he tried to ascend without the boost from anger. Rage wasn’t going to be enough this time, he needed to find the balance between serenity and rage. It was only from that that he would unlock his true strength, his full potential.
His muscles began to bulge, he was doing it! His hair began to straighten and point upward even more than normal, and lightning began to surround him. This was it, this was his power! He could feel it washing over him, growing even stronger than before! “This is it!” he shouted as he could feel everything become clear for him.
And that was when he saw the final obstacle in his mind…
“The pride of you foolish creatures truly knows no depths,” a voice would begin to call to him in his mind. It was indistinguishable, it was unprecedented! The Mad God King, the immortal and divine tyrant- Caesar of the Cerulean Empire. Jarvis. Why did he pop up in the Saiyan’s head? “No! This can’t be real! You’re gone… Forever…,” Tarro said with a bit of anger in his heart. “Surely you did not forget my friends on the other side… I am never truly gone, foolish mongrel! Destiny is my mistress. This world and everything in it is all running by my great design..
I am the beginning and the end of this Universe. I am it’s savior and its reckoning. Even the failing Gods of this Multiverse cannot stop what is to come, for I triumph over them all!
And just as I did on Natto, I will someday reap the fields and claim my dues. Your women, your people, and your Empires are all subjects to my divine providence. You will never fully be safe, and I shall never truly fade! Hahahaha!” the tyrannical villain laughed.
Tarro charged at him with his fist in tow, charging energy and forming it into a ki ball in his fist. “Shut the fuck up! I tire of your endless posturing, your insufferable bragging, and your bullshit god complex! You aren’t original and you can go back to Hell!” he screamed, punching him right in his left cheek, the force of his attack exploding in Caesar’s face. A small explosion rang about creating a dust cloud. As the smoke disappeared, Jarvis looked injured but not so much so that he was finished. “Not enough? Then here’s some more you bastard! NEO WOLF FANG FIST!” he screamed yet again as he continued to rush at Jarvis, but this time with an endless barrage of claw attacks in his upper body, devastating his chest and stomach in an attempt to wear him down.
“I hope I never see you again! This is for everyone that I love that you’ve hurt! Hyaaah!” he continued to pour in as he finished it off with two simultaneous claw strikes to the chest sending the God King flying into several large rocks, causing them to crumble and fall from the overwhelming pressure. A huge wave of dust would surround the mental area...
Tarro began to pant, feeling all of his energy leave him. He couldn’t even sustain Super Saiyan anymore, as he struggled to stay on his feet.
And all he could hear was more of that annoying laughter. “Did that feel good, little monkey? I hope so… because this mental plane is the only place you’ll ever manage to do that to me…
Heed my warning.. I will always be. I inhabit every dark shadow in your world- every small, weak space of your mind- and every horrible nightmare that is to come. You will sleep, but you will never rest… Hahahahaha...” he would continue on and on, until his laughter would die out into deafening silence, his form ceasing to exist.
Tarro in turn simply caught his breath, mumbling to himself, “Rotten little shit…”
Tarro woke up from the floor. He groaned as it felt like he had hit his head. How did he wind up here? Last he remembered he had mastered his Super Saiyan Two transformation, and then everything went dark. Perhaps he had passed out after transforming forcibly. It was hard to believe, but he supposed it made sense. Regardless it didn’t matter now. He had gotten what he had came for. Now that he had achieved the feeling, he could call upon the transformation at will. He was stoked to showcase this to his wife.
But for now he had some sleep to catch up on… She wouldn’t be up for another few hours...
WC: 2845
Taking x50 Advanced Gravity Chamber as well as Mansion gains plz~
OH EDIT: I FORGOT TO MENTION. Tarro unlocked Full Power Super Saiyan 2 from this thread x.x
