Post by Xin Z. Goutetsu on Sept 7, 2011 1:29:31 GMT -5
Note: Power level must be lower than 15,000
"The eyes showed all, with the setting of man versus animal, animal versus animal, and man versus man. To each their own, that is the way of survival, and to place forth the destinies of the truest ambition; someone must exist, and for that to survive one must take away life. The rules of the world leave a bitter taste, but that is the circle of the world. Survive, thrive and to exist." - J.D. 9/7/2011
The traveling of a lone swordsman. The walking of the path of bushido was one not many walked much more, as the world had changed. He did not know of this world to the limits that others did, only knowing that what he must do must learn more so. Establishing his right as a person of strength, becoming his own individual person by carving a name for himself in history. It all seemed so trivial to others, the factors that nothing could become of one who showed his gifts as a strong heart. That all was lost at a moments notice.
His eyes would open as he watched the eyes of another being staring at him. The hunger within his lean stomach made its growling waves, the ambitions of food, the needing of something to subside this ungracious feeling of emptiness. The cold concept of life and death establishing itself this very moment. The completely serious Xin only stopping. His eyes would move straight, looking into the eyes of the creature that wanted to feast on himself.
A stare down, as this man made no assumptions to move a large dinosaur staring upon him; the anticipation of nothing more than a hair's width. Their eyes gazed, the giant of a creature hungering for this one opportunity. The existence of a meal so easily captured by nothing more than its own survival instincts. Only watching as the ebbing and flowing of its grumbling stomach went in an uneasy purchase of life and death. Would it choose to exist, or would it die...
"I see, so you yourself have an empty stomach... I understand."
His body would not shift as the creature growled, a vicious snarl as its foot moved forth, claws digging into the dirt ready to feast on the eyed meal of the day. The winds would blow, the boys eyes would not falter as the creature would abruptly rush forward, its maw open for its next meal. Xin's body would move with this sort of style as well, the temptation of such a creature not bothering him within the least bit as a flash would release an explosive conclusion.
"I too, must survive."
A clank, and a step were all that was seen from such an incredible and unwavering attack. Standing as the creature stood looking towards him, as it released a loud cry. The circle of life once more, the existence of one that could defeat another was eminent, no one was always the strongest as someone was always better. He even knew that, he may not be the strongest as well. This was something he had learned to live with, and thus would train to overcome and surpass. The creatures belly would release a large gush of blood, falling apart and hitting against the ground.
The sky had began to settle under the wrath of one blow, as the sounds of the calm of the creatures body would begin to stop. The strike of death upon the creatures body made it much more apparent that he wasn't one to give his own life. Earning the right to kill him and using the powers the creature had, its natural talents to defeat what was seen as an enemy not to himself but towards his hunger. For survival was the key to any and every situation.
The calm wrath of the lone samurai, his eyes looking towards the creature as he nodded. Putting both hands together and thanking it for his way to become something more than just another dead creature within the acids of its stomach. He would move towards the body, and begin the preparation for his next meal. The flames a lit as he made a camping ground for himself. The roasting of the creatures flesh glistening over the pit. The warrior would sit quietly, meditating as he waited.
"The eyes showed all, with the setting of man versus animal, animal versus animal, and man versus man. To each their own, that is the way of survival, and to place forth the destinies of the truest ambition; someone must exist, and for that to survive one must take away life. The rules of the world leave a bitter taste, but that is the circle of the world. Survive, thrive and to exist." - J.D. 9/7/2011
The traveling of a lone swordsman. The walking of the path of bushido was one not many walked much more, as the world had changed. He did not know of this world to the limits that others did, only knowing that what he must do must learn more so. Establishing his right as a person of strength, becoming his own individual person by carving a name for himself in history. It all seemed so trivial to others, the factors that nothing could become of one who showed his gifts as a strong heart. That all was lost at a moments notice.
His eyes would open as he watched the eyes of another being staring at him. The hunger within his lean stomach made its growling waves, the ambitions of food, the needing of something to subside this ungracious feeling of emptiness. The cold concept of life and death establishing itself this very moment. The completely serious Xin only stopping. His eyes would move straight, looking into the eyes of the creature that wanted to feast on himself.
A stare down, as this man made no assumptions to move a large dinosaur staring upon him; the anticipation of nothing more than a hair's width. Their eyes gazed, the giant of a creature hungering for this one opportunity. The existence of a meal so easily captured by nothing more than its own survival instincts. Only watching as the ebbing and flowing of its grumbling stomach went in an uneasy purchase of life and death. Would it choose to exist, or would it die...
"I see, so you yourself have an empty stomach... I understand."
His body would not shift as the creature growled, a vicious snarl as its foot moved forth, claws digging into the dirt ready to feast on the eyed meal of the day. The winds would blow, the boys eyes would not falter as the creature would abruptly rush forward, its maw open for its next meal. Xin's body would move with this sort of style as well, the temptation of such a creature not bothering him within the least bit as a flash would release an explosive conclusion.
"I too, must survive."
A clank, and a step were all that was seen from such an incredible and unwavering attack. Standing as the creature stood looking towards him, as it released a loud cry. The circle of life once more, the existence of one that could defeat another was eminent, no one was always the strongest as someone was always better. He even knew that, he may not be the strongest as well. This was something he had learned to live with, and thus would train to overcome and surpass. The creatures belly would release a large gush of blood, falling apart and hitting against the ground.
The sky had began to settle under the wrath of one blow, as the sounds of the calm of the creatures body would begin to stop. The strike of death upon the creatures body made it much more apparent that he wasn't one to give his own life. Earning the right to kill him and using the powers the creature had, its natural talents to defeat what was seen as an enemy not to himself but towards his hunger. For survival was the key to any and every situation.
The calm wrath of the lone samurai, his eyes looking towards the creature as he nodded. Putting both hands together and thanking it for his way to become something more than just another dead creature within the acids of its stomach. He would move towards the body, and begin the preparation for his next meal. The flames a lit as he made a camping ground for himself. The roasting of the creatures flesh glistening over the pit. The warrior would sit quietly, meditating as he waited.