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Post by Daikon on Nov 5, 2011 0:28:19 GMT -5
Daikon had came back to the Capsule Corporation. The use of the gravity room had proved to be very beneficial to him the first time around. He figured why shouldn't he go back and up the weight. He could handle it, if not then he would make himself handle it. Bettering himself was his goal, protecting the people of Earth, and defeating Frieza.
All these things were the reason why he was in a Gravity Chamber at the control panel. The display read x5 gravity of Earths own. Was he honestly ready to step it up or should he continue to train in x2 gravity. This would surely make a difference if he trained on the next level, he already felt super light after training in x2 gravity.
Gritting his teeth and then relaxing before placing a grin on his face, he would press the big red button that initiate the gravity change. The sudden change would make him slump down a little bit. He wouldn't allow himself to fall this time, he was ready for it and was going to overcome this level. There was something he wanted to do at this level and it would make it easier to use, if he achieved it while training at this gravitational force.
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Post by Daikon on Nov 5, 2011 1:18:09 GMT -5
Daikon was ready to take this training full on. He was beginning to feel the weight of his body increase. He stood his ground as his knees shook. He was not going to be defeated by his environment. He was better then that. Not wanting to enter into full body training like he did last time, he would work on just warming his body up to the weight.
Looking down to the ground, he would make sure he could time this right without completely hurting himself. Leaning his body slightly forward, he would let the gravity do the rest. His body quickly falling to the ground, and at the last minute, Daikon would put his arms out to catch him. The strain on his arms would hurt, but it was not the worse pain he had ever felt.
He was glad that he was at least quick and strong enough to keep his body from completely hitting the ground. Maybe he could attempt to do a set of push ups and survive through it. This placed a big grin on his face as he began to push his arms against the ground. Feeling as if he was pushing down the Earth instead of pushing his body up. This was also a mental part of training, had to think you were stronger to also get stronger, but also know that you can always be defeated so you need a reason to get better.
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Post by Daikon on Nov 5, 2011 2:11:06 GMT -5
Daikon was feeling good about his warm up plan. It was really feeling as if he was working up to being use to the weight subtly without wearing his body out that much with sparring. Now he had to keep the routine going as he lifted his body completely up of the ground and has his arms completely straight. Man, he wondered if this is how weight lifter felt sometime, they lifted a lot of weights, but that muscle mass was not for him.
Taking a breather as he rested in the up positions, he would take in slow and deep breaths. After a few more seconds, he would slowly lower himself back down. The sweat was already beginning to build across his body. He would put all of his soul into this training. If he failed at this, then what would the point be in continuing. No, he couldn't think like that, he would continue and keep trying until he succeeded.
As he continued to lower himself down, he would let his chest touch the surface of the floor lightly. He knew he could do it, now he had to only do 19 more. He had to seriously pick the pace up, the feeling of being in here all day not setting well with him. No, it might be beneficial to stay in for a longer time but he had other things to do. The tournament was coming up soon, and he had to quickly be ready and recover from his intense training.
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Post by Daikon on Nov 5, 2011 3:12:36 GMT -5
Daikon was quickly trying to push "down" as much as he could. His new weight was really something to get use to. Yet, his determination would push the pain out of his mind. Willpower could get him through this, and that's why it would also help him get stronger. Willpower could not win a battle alone, he needed a battle ready body also.
He was half way done with his set. He would then do planks right after he was done. That would really put a strain on his body, but would totally be worth it. He had to keep his mind off of what he was doing and just do it subconsciously. This truly wasn't hard and didn't take long to happened either.
His mind filled with thoughts of Princess and what her "mentor", whatever his name was, said. He was low class, no, he would not accept that. He would show them that he was not just some mere wanna be fighter. Hoping that he got to face Kabbar in the tournament to show what a "Low Class" could do to some weak "Elite". How would he then look in his father's eyes? Maybe not someone suitable for Princess most likely.
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Post by Daikon on Nov 5, 2011 3:19:05 GMT -5
His anger began to flare up as he continued to think these thoughts. One thing that he didn't like the most of anything else was being belittled. It fueled his drive and made him who the person that he was today. Even though he felt constant abandonment for the most of his life, the strength of will and spirit that he had is what made him survive.
Doing a quick succession of the rest of his push ups, he felt like his arms were going to break. He didn't care, determination was what his blood and body was made out of right now. If he broke his body, he would only wait til he was healed to head right back to what he was doing.
Slowly bringing himself to his feet, he felt a slight rush to his head. The room spun for a bit and he felt dizzy and a little nauseous. Maybe in this gravity, he stood up to fast, go figure. Taking in deep breaths again, he would try and calm himself. There was no reason to be angry right now, he was only training. Though, he didn't know that his emotions were also tied to his power.
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Post by Daikon on Nov 5, 2011 3:25:04 GMT -5
As he got him self relaxed even through the gravity, he thought that he should try something out. He seen people use Ki blasts before, but what if his were more customized. He didn't want to do what everyone else did. He wanted to do something different that he can really call his own. Something that would be stronger and better.
He honestly didn't know how he could pull this off, but he figured since the blasts were balls of ones energy in a solid form, he would have to focus his energy into that one spot. He had to get himself calmed and his energy to level at more after the spike of anger he had.
Beginning to do Tai Chi, something that he had learned from one of the citizens of East City. This Martial Art style truly helped calm him down. It was his go to for trying to think and counsel within himself. He could feel himself beginning to focus more after his angry thoughts. He couldn't let himself get angry and lose himself, no that would make him weak.
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Post by Daikon on Nov 5, 2011 5:16:00 GMT -5
Daikon's motions were fluid and smooth, no flaw could be seen in his form. The deep relaxation it was feeling made the weight of the gravity be almost nonexistent. His eyes slowly close shut as he let his breathing flow with his movements. Nirvana was reached and now he just had to focus on the next part.
Stopping, he would let his arms fall to his side. His eyes still closed as he tried to focus his energy into the palm of his hand. Feeling a slight tingle in his right hand, he didn't think he was doing it right. He would push a little harder as he would try to image a ball of energy forming into his hand.
The tingling turned into a burning feeling now. He figured he was doing it, until it was like his hand was literally on fire. Stopping his concentration he would quickly lift his hand up for his face and look as he took deep breathes of pain. What the hell did he just do to himself? He definitely had to be doing something wrong, but he couldn't give up just yet.
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Post by Daikon on Nov 5, 2011 14:32:43 GMT -5
Letting his hand move away from his face, he shook them. Maybe he should have retained his training of ki blasts with his father. Then this could be easier for him. He did everything he could to be more of a physical fighting instead of spiritual. Yet, now he had to step up his game.
Turning the palms of his hands up, he focused his eyes, thoughts, and energy on them. The slowly began to slow of white energy. Concentrating more, he tried to make it more solid. His mind picturing a ball of energy to form into his hands. He hoped that this would make one form in real life.
Though, the image would only stay in his mind. Not able to form anything even close to what he was imagining. He wished he had brought someone along with him to reteach him the basic of Ki manipulation. Maybe if he could remember or figure out his own way of doing this, then he would have a new secret weapon.
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Post by Daikon on Nov 6, 2011 0:25:15 GMT -5
Daikon would soon stop trying to focus energy into both his hands. Breathing deeply, sweat pouring off his brow. He would only focus on his right hand for now. Knowing he had the will to do it and the energy to accomplish it, he would continue on. Taking in slow and deep breaths, as he tried to manipulate his ki into the palm of his hand.
He would soon feel the tingling again and see his hand glow that eerie white color. It was odd seeing this color of energy emitting from him, but he wouldn't let it stop him. He was going to work his ass off to complete his training and self teach himself an attack. This would only get easier with time so he had to make sure he focused and continued doing what he was now doing.
As he focused his whole being on his hand and watched as a small orb began to form in his hand. A feeble grin played across his face as he continued to focus on the orb now, his gui drenched in sweat and face glistening from the strain. He could do this and he will do this, He had to do this and there was no giving up.
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Post by Princess Vegeta on Nov 6, 2011 0:36:08 GMT -5
Princess had managed to see Daikon earlier in the day as he made his way to the gravity chamber, though he hadn't quite noticed her. It was a good thing too. She was so sweaty from having trained in her 2x gravity just the day before. She knew she was so disgusting, and for that very reason, she had decided not to meet him right away and instead went to take a shower. However, she was all cleaned up now, and even had gone through the trouble of putting on just a bit of tropical perfume just for him.
Princess snuck through the hallway until she finally made her way to the furthest training chamber in the hall. She had a feeling that Daikon would be the one in there. She peeked through the small window in the center of the door, and just as she had expected, her suspicions were confirmed. Daikon was inside.
Slowly but surely, she pulled the door open. She hoped Daikon wouldn't be upset about what had happened some days ago. He couldn't still be upset about that, right? After opening the door, she took a single step inside. The power of the gravity brought Princess straight down to her knees. She pressed the palm of her right hand on the ground to help herself up.
"What is this level of Gravity? Daikon! Are you crazy?" She asked. She held her head up and looked at him quite perplexed.
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Post by Daikon on Nov 6, 2011 2:34:50 GMT -5
Daikon was fully into the orb of Ki he had just made. He saw it as an accomplishment. Now, he just had to keep concentrating to perfect this. After that he would then have to throw it and try to make it better then a regular Ki blast. It got slightly bigger as his focus was held more onto it, his energy being dropped into it bit by bit.
His back was to the door, so he seriously didn't expect anyone to come in with the door being closed. So when Princess had entered the room, it threw him completely off. His body quickly turning around and the orb in his head flying out from him. He took the situation in quickly and realized what had just happened.
As fast as he could, his body moved against the gravity. His determination to not wanting to hurt Princess and to keep herself pushed him. a non-tangible image of himself left where he once stood. His next location in front of Princess, as he placed his body in between her and that orb as he took the light hit.
Breathing heavily from the strain he just placed on his body, he quickly turned and crouched down to help Princess up. "What are you doing in here? Thought I was to low class for you to be around. The gravity in here is at 5x that of Earth's."
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Post by Princess Vegeta on Nov 6, 2011 2:54:30 GMT -5
Princess slowly began to push herself up, now fighting against the gravity which was at more than double what she was used to. She had gotten herself accustomed to training in double gravity, but five times gravity was ridiculous. To think that Daikon was able to move in here so easily. Princess felt she would be getting a workout simply from forcing herself to stand up here.
Her eyes were opened wide, evincing the obvious feelings of shock which she was feeling. Had Daikon actually moved in front of her so quickly. She was more shocked at his speed than even how he had decided to take the hit for her. She was his Princess after all, and if that wasn't enough, any good strong guy should take a hit for such an attractive girl, no? This is what Princess told herself anyway.
"Low-class or not... you're my friend, right?" Princess asked him. She had hoped he would at least agree to this. She didn't want to be spurned of his friendship. Princess now made her way to her feet and stood up as tall as she could manage. Her back was slightly bent and her knees were quivering just a bit from the gravity.
"And the only thing that it means for us to be in different classes is we can't... hook up... if you know what I mean."
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Post by Daikon on Nov 6, 2011 3:08:21 GMT -5
Daikon stepped a little closer to Princess as she said they were still friends and placed a hand on her arm. She was truly making him think otherwise about her every time he saw her. Her smell enticed him, as he was close enough to get a whiff of it. This made him think back of his mother, the sweet woman that she was. She loved it when it snowed the most and it always reminded him of her. Like when he was in the North Pole, he subconsciously thought of her.
"Yes Princess, we are friends. Yet, you shouldn't let what's in me define who I am, but what I can do. Don't let standards dictate what you want in life, make your own destiny, that's how you become stronger, that's how I am where I'm at now. I doubt what I can do says that I'm Low Class."
Now, took a few steps back from her. He wanted to show her what he could do. His display of power was pretty high now, but he wanted it to be higher and that could only be done by hard work and not sitting around. "Come at me, maybe you can help me learn a technique I'm trying to do also. I almost had it when you came in, but with you in my sights, I now have renewed energy." He said smiling while he sweated heavily and his body shaking every now and then.
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Post by Princess Vegeta on Nov 6, 2011 3:20:12 GMT -5
She listened to what he said, but she didn't exactly buy it. The saiyans obviously had a class system for a reason, even if she couldn't figure it out yet. She concluded that the most likely reason was so that they could control the strength and aptitude of babies from birth. Though, perhaps it had something to do with intellect as well. She'd have to ask Nappa later. It had slipped her mind the last time she spoke to him.
Regardless, she pushed the thoughts of what Daikon had said out of her head. It was too confusing for her to think about right now, especially since she wanted to train for the upcoming tournament. That was her number one goal. She could wait to think about cute boys until after she had her prize money.
"Umm... Alright. I'll come at you as hard as I can," Princess answered his question. Unfortunately, she didn't think she'd be able to run very well in this kind of environment. Nonetheless, she began to move, though every step she took was a long and slow stride. It wasn't going very well.
"How about I just... do an energy blast instead?..."
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Post by Daikon on Nov 6, 2011 12:22:33 GMT -5
Daikon was a little disappointed that she didn't want to fight him physically. That was the best way he got adjusted to the environment. He quickly straightened his posture as best as he could in the weighted environment and shrugged. He had yet to use a Ki blast himself, but dodging them would give him a work out.
It wouldn't be hard to do it that much either if he could read her mind of her movements. Though, he didn't want to make her feel uncomfortable again. Looking down at his right hand again, he tried to figure out if he could use a blast himself. He had to keep trying, though it would be harder in a combat situation, he was going to do it regardless.
"Sure, if you want to. Let's see if you can catch me then. Make it a game. If I can dodge 5 of you blasts, you have to reconsider this Low Class thing. Cause in most situations, people of Low Class can't be friends with people of a supposed Upper Class. Also consider, what is the point of having a class system when our race is extinct basically, we should be as one to recreate the race as best as we can. Having a class system will only divide our race more, and I'm sure that's not what you want."
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