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| Seeking a Master...; ...for real this time. Requesting Bel's Training! | |
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| Tweet Topic Started: Sep 8 2015, 06:01 PM (926 Views) | |
| Icarus | Sep 8 2015, 06:01 PM Post #1 |
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G-EX wandered around the Final Heaven Dojo, waiting for the woman he'd heard about to come inside so that he could talk to her. The people on Earth were strong, stronger than he could've imagined. He wanted to learn from them, and hopefully return to his planet and atone for his sins. He had no idea how he would bring back life to the nearly dead planet, but the first step was to get strong enough so that his mirror image, a man created solely to equal him, wouldn't be able to stop him from getting back home. Eventually he stopped in the middle of the dojo and sat there, cross-legged, and began to meditate quietly as he waited. WC: 118 |
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| Bel Zephyra | Sep 9 2015, 12:45 AM Post #2 |
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Bel Zephyra hummed a tune that echoed into the main room of the dojo. The tune was off beat, but that did not stop her from enjoying it. Casually, she walked through the narrow hallway of the Final Heaven gym to arrive at her daily destination. Her mind, being elsewhere, lacked the concentration to notice that someone new arrived at her facility and sought for her training too. In recent weeks, she met several individuals eager to learn from her. She grew in popularity because of the word that spread of her incredible abilities. She thought this to be the case, but in reality, rarely anyone visited her because of how overprotective a certain someone could be and for good reason.![]() The Final Heaven base was located a mile from the Gatz's Haven city. She neglected to think about the reason she remained at the Final Heaven for a portion of her life. The enemies that lurked were constantly a threat to her safety and the world's. She placed the thoughts of the Black Bow Army and the Red Ribbon Army aside. She focused her mind on her training to prepare for what could come and to give her an escape from the stress in her life. When she walked into her peaceful sanctuary, a boy caught her olive green eyes. His sudden appearance caught her off guard. The elegant kai stumbled forward when her foot tripped over a loose board in the floor. "Oh no! Shiver me timbers! Look down below!" She yelled over dramatically because of how used to tripping she was. Unintentionally, her goofy self tripped into the room and landed on her side clumsily. ![]() WC: 294 Edited by Bel Zephyra, Sep 9 2015, 12:46 AM.
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| Icarus | Sep 9 2015, 12:28 PM Post #3 |
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G-EX opened his eyes as his ears caught the off-sounding tune of humming coming from somewhere, standing up suddenly and looking around nervously. He hoped that whoever was coming into the dojo, it was the master he sought to train from. He'd probably have to show her absolute respect, treating this person as if they were above him in every way, which might very well be possible. From what he had heard, they and their spouse were the strongest in the world, maybe even the universe. Just that had EX shaking slightly. He gripped his own tense arm with a gloved hand, trying to stop his nerves from going into overdrive. The humming was getting closer. Soon, G-EX would see the master he was going to request training from, and they were most likely an imposing force. Something that would have him bowing down to them within seconds, begging for their help... "Oh no! Shiver me timbers! Look down below!" Plop. G-EX stared unintentionally as the woman who walked in and immediately tripped over a loose floorboard at the sight of him, falling onto her side. The alien blinked, completely stunned for a moment, before realizing that this woman fit the description for one of the spouses. Did she just trip by accident? Maybe...ah, that's it! This must be a common greeting for Earthlings! The alien took a deep breath and fell over onto his own side, wincing as he hit the floor in front of Bel. Quickly bowing his head, he started to speak, "Hello, mistress. I'm sorry for appearing here so suddenly like this. But I came to ask that I be trained in your ways...I want to become stronger, so that I can protect the ones that I love and right the wrongs that I have done on my own home planet." He held his breath, waiting for an answer from the "elegant" kai. WC: 314 TWC: 432 |
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| Gatz | Sep 9 2015, 10:24 PM Post #4 |
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The terror smirked as he viewed the surveillance cameras from his office at the Final Heaven base. He had cameras everywhere especially in the dojo where his prized possession took in new freaks to train them. A wuss couldn't piss without him knowing about it. The security was tight and as it should be since he only bought the best. Sitting on his black, leather chair, his hollow glare gazed at the monitor, checking to see if the new fuck had the balls to do something stupid with his girl in the room.![]() He watched Bel enter the room, focusing on the freak's movements. Tilting his head dementedly, he waited for the fuck to pull something stupid. He dared him too. His veins pumped with the need to be violent and snap a neck or two. The freak wuss would be doing him a service if he tried to be suicidal and go for the one thing you didn't touch in the terror's presence. Bel looked all calm until she pulled one of her clumsy stunts. "Can't she watch where she is going? Fuck, damn be more careful...." His smirk grew, noticing how she rubbed her self and got back up. He burst into laughter at how fucking adorable she looked when she rubbed her thigh and tried to play it cool like nothing happened. He grabbed his ribcage when Bel tripped and fell flat on her face. ![]() wc: 255 |
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| Bel Zephyra | Sep 9 2015, 10:55 PM Post #5 |
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![]() Bel rubbed her hip and shook her head from the pain that shot through her leg. She laughed at her misfortune of appearing to fall in front of her student. "How embarrassing," she amused mentally. "I bet Gatz is laughing at me right now," she sighed due to the fact that there were cameras in the dojo. If she tripped, he saw it. There were two in the room who watched her hit the floor. However, as she was about to stand and apologize for her ridiculous entrance, the strange man fell onto his side too to imitate her. At first, she thought he did this to rub it in. Her cheeks burned red in annoyance, but his polite demeanor put her ill thoughts aside. ![]() A smile spread across her face to ease the tension in the room. "Did you lose your balance too? Oh goodness I thought it was just me. I should have someone look at the floor. Its quite slippery and dangerous," she advised. She rose to her feet and brushed off her skirt. She tried to play off the trip coolly like it did not happen because, as a master, she wanted to appear bold and wise. Respectfully, she bowed at the boy for his kindness. His reasons for wanting to train were heart felt. "It is noble to want to protect your loved ones. I do hope that is truly what you are after. I am someone who can guide you on your journey, but it is up to you on how you use my teachings," she expressed. "What is your name?" She asked in a friendly tone. WC: 291 TWC: 585 Edited by Bel Zephyra, Sep 9 2015, 10:55 PM.
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| Icarus | Sep 9 2015, 11:12 PM Post #6 |
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EX quickly got up as Bel did, his face blank as he said in a flat tone, "Oh, was that it? I thought what you did was a sort of Earth greeting. My mistake. I'm sorry if I offended you." His eyes slowly narrowed and wandered the room, feeling as if he were being watched. The alien was very aware of these kinds of things, however he couldn't pinpoint the location of whoever or whatever was watching them, and he decided to push it to the back of his mind. He bowed again as Bel did, forgetting about the odd presence he felt gradually as she talked. She made things comfortable in the room, and his face began to relax a little more, a ghost of a smile crossing it as he straightened back up. Unfortunately, her next question had him lower his eyes slightly, losing their focus, "Ah...my name. I'm afraid I lost that part of my memory quite a long time ago. But what people call me now is G-EX. Or just 'EX' if it's too much trouble." WC: 180 TWC: 612 |
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| Gatz | Sep 10 2015, 08:14 AM Post #7 |
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He twisted a smirk on his face when Bel got onto her feet. She complained about the floors and how they were slippery. She played off the trip with an excuse, but he knew the truth. The floors were fine. He trained in the dojo too. "I'll fix those floors for you." he commented slyly because the opposite would be true. She'd complain about it and trolling her is what he liked to do. He had a degree in giving pain and destruction. When he used the dojo, he left it broken. The redesign of the dojo came as a result of what he did to it last time. ![]() His murderous glare returned when he watched the freak fall flat on his face too. It wasn't funny. What was the wuss' angle? Listening in on their conversation, he leaned forward on his chair. The wuss' sold a pitch to his wife on how he wanted to use his power for good. It made him want to vomit at the rainbow and unicorn bullshit because being good didn't mean busting faces open. He wanted power. The only method to attain power meant taking it by the horns and wrecking it when given the chance. There was no denying his girl was skillful and good. There were fucks after her power, and her power had to be protected for good reason. For one, she belonged to him and he openly admitted to being a greedy son of a bitch. Secondly, she represented his heart in a physical sense because he didn't have one. He lacked a conscious, but she gave him one that kept him from annihilating the planet of its trash. Lastly, if they took her from him, the world would be fucked. He wouldn't stop snapping necks until he took back what was his. The best solution meant preventing it. She didn't use her powers to ruin trash because he forbade it and as a result, created the dojo in the Final Heaven base to give her something to do. He didn't want her to fight and to put herself in harm's way. Having that in mind, he continued eying the freak for any stupid movements. The freak called himself Ex. "I'm watching you freak." He listened in and tapped a button on his desk to record the audio to analyze it later. He had to double, triple, quadruple check this fuck wasn't after his prized possession. wc: 440 twc: 695 Edited by Gatz, Sep 10 2015, 08:16 AM.
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| Bel Zephyra | Sep 10 2015, 08:29 AM Post #8 |
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She laughed at the stranger because he had an odd view of the world. The small detail caught her attention. He must not have been from the planet if he believed that falling on one's face meant hello. "No, there is no reason for you to apologize. I am a klutz. If I could control gravity, I would avoid use my power to avoid falling as often as possible. It hurts my hip when I fall on it, and I tend to land on it more often than I would like," she rubbed her hip to add truth behind her words. Upon him commenting on her fall, he mentioned his name. Her head perked with interest at the pronunciation of his name. It did not sound like an Earth name she heard before. He would not be the first alien she met before. Normally, they had unique names. She concluded this boy could not possibly be an Earthing. Nevertheless, she did not "Ex," she repeated to remember it. "It is a pleasure to meet you. My name is Bel," she said her first name, but neglected to say her last name for safety reasons. Though the individual seemed harmless, she had to be careful especially if a certain someone watched in on them. The pleasant intro came to a halt. She stopped smiling when he said he lost his memory. ![]() "Oh, I am sorry to hear your lost your memory. It must be hard to not know your past," she expressed her condolences for his situation. Her olive green eyes glimmered in sadness for him for a second, but she regained herself. "But no worry. I am sure one day you'll regain it," she said optimistically. "In the meantime, maybe I can give you some pleasant memories while you are here by giving you the tools you need to make your dreams come true," her bright smile returned. ![]() WC: 345 TWC: 930 Edited by Bel Zephyra, Sep 10 2015, 08:31 AM.
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| Icarus | Sep 10 2015, 12:16 PM Post #9 |
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EX blinked in confusion for a moment, trying to remember if he had ever heard the word "klutz" before. A couple of times, when he had seen earthlings do clumsy things, they had called themselves a klutz. He tilted his head back and tapped his helmet hard, a gesture on his planet akin to facepalming, "Ah, of course. I'm such an idiot. I should have tried to help you up instead. I'm sorry for that, at least." He looked back at her and nodded, agreeing with her claim about controlling gravity, "If only flying were possible," he muttered quietly as he took off his helmet, nearly forgetting that taking off headgear in another's home was a polite thing to do on Earth. The alien bowed his head once more at the mention of Bel's name. It wasn't a common name he'd heard before, but since he didn't know that much about Earth, it could very well just be an uncommon one. As he was lost in thought for a second, his eyes widened as they caught her saddened expression. ![]() EX wasn't used to having concern being felt for him. The thought of being pitied had left his mind a long time ago, ever since he and his family had been constantly hunted down. All that had mattered back then was protecting them so that they could survive together, only caring about his own safety because he was the only one able to protect them. So EX stood there for a moment, stunned at Bel's caring tone, the sincere look in her eyes. When he recollected his thoughts, he closed his eyes and looked off to the side, the apparition of a smile present along his lips, nearly unnoticeable. The alien whispered softly, something that he was sure only Bel would be able to hear if she strained her ears, "The way you speak...with such high hopes- I feel as though I can trust in you when you say things as crazy as that. I would very much like to train with you." ![]() [Ooc: Ignore the text on the second pic.] WC: 349 TWC: 961 Edited by Icarus, Sep 10 2015, 12:19 PM.
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| Gatz | Sep 11 2015, 01:53 AM Post #10 |
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![]() "She'll punch you in the face and you'll remember real quick. You'll be seeing stars freak." he smirked at the memory of when he had amnesia back when Bel and him first met. It was a destined match made in an alley way that he chased her in back when all he cared about was snapping necks. The first time he met her he remembered how her feisty attitude turned him on, but ticked him off too. because she didn't confirm to what he wanted her too. He wanted her to be scared of him like the countless other freaks he slaughtered while under the control of the Black Bows. The BBA had his memory erased without his knowledge. She didn't fear the ultimate beast. Hell, she went toe to toe with him. Seeing her backed into a corner in his mind, caused his belt to tighten. She looked an innocent lamb ready for the taking. The closer he got to her the less fearful she got. She didn't budge, scream, or beg for her life. Fuck no. She gave him a jaw busting slap across the head. The migraine he got had him hit the ground like a sack of potatoes. His head pounded like it got crushed by a semi. He had amnesia at one point in his life too until his girl slapped him across the face, saved him from a life of control, and reminded him why he was built. He was built to be the the best psychotic beast and not a puppet for a bunch of freaks that were beneath him. He was superior to all and thanks to his queen he returned to what he was good at. The moment he set his killer eyes on her she had no choice to be with him. She was his. All his. She gave him a chance when no one before even dared to give two fucks about him. His earliest memories of his child hood were of how sadistic he was as a kid and even as a baby. He had no memories of his parents and didn't give a fuck about them either. They probably abandoned him for the same reason as others feared him. He was born demented, barbaric, animistic, and some would say broken. People locked him in cages as a kid. Humans didn't want to be around him. They liked to point their fingers at him and call him a monster. ![]() A scientist took advantage of a kid nobody wanted to be around He wanted to create the ultimate predator and took in the wild kid in when he was just a kid, experimenting on how to use his talents for destruction to benefit him. The kid with no past or anyone to call his own got turned into an android, intensifying his savage ways and as a teen all he did was get tortured and train to be the perfect killing machine.. He went through life not knowing how to control his thrill of killing until he met her. She didn't cry when she met him. She didn't try to stuff him in a cage, use him, or cut him open for personal gain. She opened herself up to him. His iris turned a crimson red while he stared at the camera. He'd ruin the world if it meant keeping her safe. wc: 593 twc: 1,278 Edited by Gatz, Sep 11 2015, 01:55 AM.
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