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| Jinza's Awakening; Training RP, Zukkah to Join. | |
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| Jin | Aug 14 2016, 11:23 PM Post #1 |
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Stammering and murmuring. That was all that Jin could hear surrounding him. Nothing else, all was still calm. These voices were unfamiliar and completely foreign. He tried his best to decipher what they were saying, but to no avail. They were far too muffled. He wouldn't quite move any of his limbs, but he could surely feel most of his body. There was a sense that he was floating, much like when he was last awake. Only, this wasn't the same. He was definitely in water or some fluid of some sort. Frantically, Jin continued racing around with his own thoughts and tried to make sense of this situation that he'd found himself in. Why couldn't he move yet? "But, he's a Saiyan! How could we not have any information on him? And how is it he managed to just floa--" Jin had briefly heard a voice more clearly before it faded once more. However, this was enough to draw his attention entirely, prompting his eyes to bolt wide open to look around at his surroundings. As soon as he had opened them, the men who had been standing by refocused their attention from their debating and conversating onto the strange Jin. The floating Saiyan's eyes looked across the room at them before his eyes darted all around to examine the entire space. He himself was floating in some fluid just as he had originally surmised. A tank of sorts, made of glass and metal. Jin had never seen anything like it. "What.. is this.." He tried to speak, but the words still came out a garbled mask as he was being blocked from speaking by the mask that they had placed on him. The men peered in on him, while a few others ran out of the room after being shouted at. From what it sounded like and from what Jin could make out, they were sent to notify somebody. Slowly, Jin could feel himself being able to move a bit. His energy was beginning to well up within him once more. However, it did not feel like the power he was used to harnessing. What had become of him? What did they do? No matter. He had been given an inch. That was more than enough for him. They may have been Saiyans, but his memories didn't leave much to chance. He didn't know who they were. He just didn't know whether they were enemies or not. All he knew was that they were complete strangers who had him locked in some sort of water tank. That was all he needed to know. With this in mind, he began to gather his energy. The men looking on could see this happening through their scouters as his power level readings started to rise. Immediately, they all began to shout again and waving their arms at him. It looked like they were telling him to stop. Why would I do that? Jin's eyes narrowed as he placed a hand on the glass and looked directly outward, not at anyone in particular. His hand began to emit a darkly colored, but brightly luminescent blue aura around it and it immediately became glaringly obvious what he had planned to do. ![]() He was going to blast his way out and that was exactly what the disgruntled Saiyan did. Within just a few seconds of charging, he would release his energy with a blast that tore entirely through the chambers that he was floating in. The glass was sent flying in every which direction while the water initially splashed outward before what was left just poured out out onto the ground. Once having completely destroyed the tank, Jin would step out what remained of it one foot at a time and listen to the clamouring of those around him who were still trying to figure out what to do. They hadn’t yet received any orders. Jin stood there entirely naked, waiting for one of them to speak up and start giving some explanation or even attempt to fight him. They did nothing. The water continued to pour out from the tank and dripping off of himself, as he had finally realized himself that he did not have any clothes on. He wrapped his tail around his waist and then reached for the nearest of the few Saiyans that were in the room with him. He grabbed tightly at the cuff of the man's strange looking armor and lifted him in the air with his left hand. Once he had the man above himself, he looked directly into the man's eyes before speaking in his gruff and burly voice. "What is this-- DON'T YOU MOVE.." He had begun speaking, but had to interrupt himself when he could feel somebody about to attempt to jump him from behind. He hadn't even shifted his gaze from the Saiyan in his grasp. The man was clearly uncomfortable in the hold, as the collar was beginning to choke him a bit. Jin hadn’t realized, as it had been so long since he had to monitor his own strength. "You're killing him.." One of the onlooking Saiyans spoke up. Jin's ears listened in, but he did not yet avert his gaze. "We just saved your ass, this isn't the best way to show your gratitude!" Jin's eyes slowly shifted from the one in his grasp and back down over his shoulder at the guy who had the guts enough to speak up. He then reluctantly and callously tossed the man to the ground who then began coughing and trying to regain their breath again. After dropping him, Jin dropped his hands to his sides and look around at the men again before letting out a sigh. He had a thousand questions racing through his mind and would demand answers. They sure looked like his people. Saiyans, that much was apparent. However, this looked nothing like his home that he knew. This was definitely not the Sadala he had remembered. With all of the questions he had racing around his imagination, only one would slip out of his lips. "Where are my clothes.." Just as he asked, somebody had walked in and appeared to be holding a bundle of clothing in their hands. Jin's eyes peered over to acknowledge the figure, who was yet another unfamiliar face. Remaining on his toes, the ancient Saiyan gave them a chance to begin explaining. --- WC: 1,057 Edited by Jin, Aug 14 2016, 11:29 PM.
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| ZukkahOld | Aug 14 2016, 11:55 PM Post #2 |
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Zukkah was standing in his quarters, peering out the window. The saiyan was wearing his traditional saiyan armor, which was a black sleeveless armor with a dark blue tint around the abdomen. His arms folded against his bulky chest as he continued to look upon the saiyan city with pride. His tail wiggled and waved as time began to fly by. A sudden knock was heard from the door. Zukkah turned his attention to the noise and began to walk forward. With a push of four buttons the door opened. It was one of his men he had sent to keep and eye on the legendary saiyan. Seemed the man was in shock and had news. "My lord, he is awake. I rushed here as soon as I could. The saiyan seemed angry though, so you better hurry!" he said to the tall saiyan man. Zukkah nodded, grabbed the armor from the man and pushed him out of his way, then quickly walked his way towards the healing facilities. After it seemed forever the saiyan reached the doors of the facility and pressed a few buttons and the door opened. He looked to see the saiyan they rescued had busted out of the rejuvenation chamber. Zukkah also noticed one of his men on the floor, frozen in fear. "Was this your doing? Well, that doesn't matter right now. All that matters is that our technology had brought you back from the dead..pretty much." he said to the saiyan before him. Zukkah then handed the saiyan the armor he was holding. "Get dressed, I'll fill you in when you're ready. Have one of my men escort you to the main corridor." Zukkah motioned for his men to leave and as they did, Zukkah followed not far behind. He was now making his way to the main corridor to wait for the rescued saiyan. WC: 312 |
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| Jin | Aug 15 2016, 01:06 AM Post #3 |
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Jin grabbed at the clothing that the new Saiyan had handed over to him and looked over the man after hearing his statement. He seemed to be wearing that strange armor that the rest of the men were wearing. Well, at least the design was all very similar. Back from the dead? The Saiyan wasn't sure what he meant. He couldn't remember the last thing that had happened before he had entered his sleep, but he knew that this definitely was not Sadala. If there was anyone that might have the answers, it looked like it was this guy. The men around them seemed to follow his orders, indicating at least some semblance of an authority. He stared the man down until he had exited the room and then began to put on his clothes. He began with his heavily decorated pants and then follow up with his boots. He followed up with his unique cape and various accessories, which included his gloves. Finally, he ended by hooking his earrings into his ears. All of his gear seemed to still be there and in tact. Not even a hint of additional wear aside from what may have already been on them. After dressing himself, Jin looked around the facility to see if he could find anymore information about just where he was and who he was dealing with. His eyes scanned the area and he even looked through a few drawers in the room. Nothing. Nothing of value, anyway. He grunted and then looked out toward the door way. The main corridor.. he thought to himself before pacing toward the exit. As he'd gotten outside of the doorway, he noticed a Saiyan was standing there waiting for him. He hesitated to follow him, but the man nodded and began walking off ahead of him. He was also wearing the strange armor. Just where was he? Jin would follow the man into the main corridor and walked in to see the man who had invited him into it. He'd stopped walking and kept his hands at his side, with eyes still fixated on the man. While he wanted to blurt out a stream of questions and they no doubt probably had some of their own for him, he would try his best to maintain a sense of clarity. "Who are you and where am I? What is this place?" Jin asked, remaining as calm as he could. He'd still not figured out why it was he had felt so weak and certainly did not want to expose this vulnerability to anyone. At least not until he could find what their intentions were. --- WC: 438 TWC: 1,495 |
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| ZukkahOld | Aug 15 2016, 02:26 PM Post #4 |
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Zukkah slowly made his way to the main corridor after briefing the newly rescued saiyan. The main corridor was empty as Zukkah entered the room. Just the way he liked it. The thought of the new saiyan crossed his mind as he stood waiting. Something was different about this one and he could sense it. The raw power and ability the saiyan had was remarkable. Something you normally see once in a lifetime, but the rescued saiyan didn't seem to have a clue what he was. Zukkah heard the door open from behind him and he turned his gaze onto the saiyan they had rescued days ago. Listening to the saiyan speak, Zukkah nodded. "I know you have a lot of questions, but relax. This is the saiyan army base on Planet Vegeta. We found you frozen in space. Our finest men pulled you on board and began the thawing process. My name is Zukkah and I'm the commanding officer around this wing of the facility." he said to the saiyan. Zukkah was one board of the ship that had rescued the saiyan a few days ago. It was odd seeing a saiyan floating around in space, so him and his men pulled the saiyan in and started their process. Zukkah walked up to the saiyan and placed his hand on his shoulder with a smile upon his face. "Can you remember anything at all before you were frozen?" he asked him curiously. Zukkah needed all the information he could get on this man, so they could figure out who and where he came from. Zukkah then began to lead the saiyan out to the hall and begin a small tour of the facility. As they continued walking down the large hallway, Zukkah pointed to the door on the right. "This is the mess hall. All saiyans report here for breakfast, lunch, and dinner." he said in a firm voice. Zukkah continued walking and wondering who this man was and why he was in space just floating around helplessly. WC: 337 TWC: 649 Edited by ZukkahOld, Aug 15 2016, 06:03 PM.
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| Jin | Aug 15 2016, 11:37 PM Post #5 |
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Jin noticed the Saiyan reaching for his shoulder and quickly jerked away as a reflex. He noticed that the man simply brushed off the rejection. It was obvious that Jin was still rather shaken up by the whole ordeal. He had no idea what this guy was talking about. Frozen.. Whoever he was, this Zukkah was definitely interested in Jin. This was peculiar in itself, as it had been so long since a Saiyan had not recognized who Jin was on sight. He was a leader, at some time. Frozen.. does he mean.. where.. no.. WHEN am I? When asked if he could remember anything, Jin had a brief flashback in the moment. The last thing he could remember was a grand battle taking place on Sadala with his men fighting at his side with great valor against his adversary and his own followers. The battle was intense, engulfing nearly all of their kind. The final stand, as it were. The two men had fought and fought, taking their rage filled battle all throughout the planet. Ultimately, the sheer magnitude of their great war was what spelled the end for their planet. That was how it went down, wasn't it? But, how did that leave him and only him frozen, floating through space? This had to be some sort of trick being played by the enemy. It just had to. He looked up at Zukkah to meet his gaze and began to follow him through the hallways. He couldn't quite think of one clear and concise response the question. Instead, he would test the waters by asking a question that might give him some insight. "Planet Vegeta.. this.. is where you all live, then?" He began, his sights still firmly on Zukkah. "Tell me, then.. What has become of our homeworld..? Sadala.." He waited a bit for a response before giving the man his name. Perhaps it would ring some bells. Even if Zukkah had pretended that it wasn't familiar, Jin could possibly sense if they were lying or not. The lost Saiyan would use this to sort of gauge whether or not this stranger could be trusted. At least for the time being. "My name.. is Jinza. Also known as Jin." --- WC: 368 TWC: 1,863 |
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| ZukkahOld | Aug 16 2016, 12:23 AM Post #6 |
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Zukkah knew the man would still be shaken up from everything he had been through, so when he pulled away from him, he simply shrugged and kept walking. His intent was not to hurt the fellow saiyan, but to help him. Sukkah, may have been evil, but leaving a fellow saiyan comrade is something he never did. No matter the cost, Zukkah would help other saiyans who could tend to be useful. The tall man who was responsible for saving the saiyans life was Zukkah, and he knew this time around something was odd. Once he heard him speak of Sadala, he stopped and put his full attention on the saiyan before him. "Sadala? Planet Vegeta is our home world. Who are are?! Where are you from?" Zukkah said as he glared towards the saiyan. Questions began to fill his mind as he stood there with Jinza. Suddenly one of his men came over interrupting them. "Sir, we have run test multiple times on the newly rescued saiyan and it seems he is over a thousand years old." he said to Zukkah in a serious tone of voice. Zukkah's eyes widened when he heard what his henchmen had said to him. He looked back at the saiyan, staring him down, confused on what he had come upon. "That is not all, my lord. His power level has been repressed since he was frozen in space for so long, so we do not know exactly how strong he is or what he can possess." he said to Zukkah. It seemed time had slowed down in Zukkah's mind, but in reality it was normal. The thoughts and questions he had would have to wait for another time. Zukkah looked back to Jin with a smirk on his face. "We need you to remember what you can kid. You seem to be a rare breed."he said to the saiyan with a small smirk upon his face. WC: 322 TWC: 971 |
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| Jin | Aug 16 2016, 12:45 AM Post #7 |
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Jin scrunched up his face and narrowed his eyes as the man began to glare at him over the mention of Sadala. He couldn't tell if this guy was really that oblivious or was he yankin' Jin's tail. How could he not know of their home planet? Better yet, could there have been another group of Saiyan's elsewhere? "Vegeta? Your homeworld..? Are you mocking me now?!" He snarled out, becoming frustrated with the whole situation. Then, in came another Saiyan blurting out something about running tests on Jin. Jin's glare shifted to the newcomer and he let out a low growl in their direction. How dare they take liberties with his body and use it as some sort of lab project? Suddenly, it had hit him. Those words. One thousand years.. That can't be. He thought to himself, slowly putting the pieces together. He could remember. It was all rushing to him. His eyes widened as if he was witnessing it all again. The planet. Everybody on it. It was completely decimated by a war that he waged. A war based on nothing more than disagreements in leadership and a thirst for power. It-- No, he had caused the destruction of their home world. His eyes glazed over as he had finally realized that he was fated to die the day. Yet, he did not. Here he stood, alive as ever. With only a fraction of what his power was. He had to give it to them, they were thorough. Thus was the next point indicated by the frantic Saiyan that had barged in earlier. He turned his widened gaze back to Zukkah before narrowing it again. They really had no idea who he was. What the hell happened to a Saiyan's pride? You'd think they would at least know their own history. If any of this was true, why was it not carried down in their books?? Jin thought to himself, not realizing that maybe they were in books, only that education and history was not one the Saiyan's primary focuses these days. He shook it off, it wasn't important right now. The man asked once more for what Jin might remember. He ignored the fact that he'd been called "kid' despite the news of his true age that was just broken. "If I'd told you everything that I remembered.. you'd wished you had never heard it. As for who I am.. Well, then.. Unless our kind has devolved so much that we stopped keeping our own records, I am sure you have some sort of facility of archives around here. Do you not?" ---- WC: 432 TWC: 2,295 |
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| ZukkahOld | Aug 16 2016, 12:18 PM Post #8 |
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Zukkah could tell that Jinza was getting very irritated from the whole situation. Zukkah was trying his best to keep the saiyan calm and collected. He looked towards his henchmen and motioned for him to leave the two saiyans alone. "We had a facility full of our history, but the Planetary Trade Organization attacked all of our facilities, destroying the archives and other important things we had planned" he said to Jin. Zukkah crossed his arms against his chest as he continued to try and piece this puzzle back together, but deep down he knew he would need the help of Jinza to put one and one together. Helping Jinza remember who he was, is the main goal for Zukkah at the time. "We need you to tell us what you know. It could help us give you the answers you need." he said to Jinza with a serious tone of voice. The tall saiyan didn't move a single muscle after speaking. He just stood with his arms crossed against his chest, waiting to hear what Jinza had to say next. Suddenly the alarms went off and saiyans from all around scattered. Zukkah looked towards Jinza with a smirk."I hope you're ready for a fight. Seems we're under attack! Follow me, we'll head outside." with that said Zukkah quickly turned and headed to the main exit. Several more explosions occurred while the two saiyans made their way outside to see who was attacking the saiyan base. Once he exited the Saiyan Army Base, he seen what looked like Villagers. "Damn renegades! This won't be too hard. They're good fighters, but not very smart." he said to Jinza with a smirk. WC: 280 TWC: 1,251 |
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| Jin | Aug 16 2016, 12:47 PM Post #9 |
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Jin listened in to the man, still trying his best to apply logic to any of it. The Planet Trade Organization? Who are they and why would they want to try and erase our history? Damn it.. It was clear that whoever this Planet Trade Organization was, they knew more about the Saiyans than the Saiyans of this time knew about themselves. What a mess. This was not at all how Jin had envisioned his people to turn out and it was exactly what he had feared the most. All that he was fighting for. The glory of their race and renown throughout the galaxy. No, renown through out the universe. Their very mention should strike fear. As it probably did with the members of this aforementioned organization. Jin knew that this was going to be a long road ahead, but if he was going to salvage what was left of his kind and continue to bring about his dream, he would need to take it all by the reigns. That would begin by letting them in on what their true purpose was. The man was persisent about finding out about Jinza and where he came from. The enthusiasm was admired by Jin and appreciated. If this one was so curious, perhaps he could convince others to heed once he told them just exactly who he was. "Very well.. Perhaps I should begin with telling you that--" The two were interrupted by the sounds of a blaring alarm ringing throughout the facility. Jin wasn't sure what the sound meant, but it certainly couldn't have been anything good. He looked around the room at the flashing lights before looking back at Zukkah. He had mentioned that they had been under attack and then dashed off, as if he were excited to enter the fray. At least, that much hadn't changed. The thirst for battle still existed within the Saiyan. Ah, one thing that the Planet Trade Organization surely couldn't erase. A Saiyan's will to fight. Now, if only Jin could instill that thirst for power that he himself always held. Jin would then follow close behind, dashing out toward the exit of the building. Almost immediately, blasts were aimed in their direction. Jin effortlessly deflected a few of them before dispatching of his own energy blasts in return. He looked over to Zukkah in doing so and heard him mention that they were renegades. It would seem that their people had at least established some sort of dominance over another group of intelligent beings. Not bad. Yet, not enough. The fact that they still even had the will to fight back would indicate that the Saiyans had not yet broken them. "Show no mercy to your detractors." He muttered under his breath before dashing forward and seeming to have disappeared entirely for a brief moment before reappearing behind one of the rebels in a group of about four of them. After reappearing, he gripped the man by the neck and wasted not a second in snapping their neck. Just after he had done so, another would approach him from behind and attempt to strike him. Immediately, Jin would drop the lifeless body of his first victim and then turn around to deal with the newcomer. He would raise his left forearm to block incoming kick. It wasn't a bad blow, but not quite enough to phase him. Grinning, the ancient Saiyan would then roll his arm over to grip the leg and drive his other free hand as a fist into the sternum of the assailant. The blow ripped throughout the rebel's midsection, rendering them unconscious. Jin would then follow up by tossing second lifeless body at two of his companions and sending the three of them flying backwards quite a bit before skidding across the ground for a bit. Jin's grin never left his face as he delighted in his job at making short work of this particular squad. While his power had been mostly diminished, he could still feel a small fraction of it. It inspired hope that he could have his greatness restored. It was damn invigorating, to say the least. He might be able to make this work, yet. ---- WC: 698 TWC: 2,993 |
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| ZukkahOld | Aug 16 2016, 07:17 PM Post #10 |
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Zukkah stood tall with his arms crossed against his chest as the two men made their way outside. Ki blast came in the direction of the two as they stepped outside, but Jinza quickly deflected the blast away. A smirk rose to Zukkah's face as the ancient saiyan dashed forward and began to turn the renegades inside out. Zukkah didn't run off to fight at first because he was interested in how well Jinza could fight. After watching him take care of the small squad of rebels, one of them lunged at Zukkah coming down with a double axe handle, upon the tall saiyans head. Swiftly Zukkah grabbed the cupped hands with just one of his hands. Quickly Zukkah tossed the rebel against the side of the building with a loud thud. As the body smashed against the Saiyan army base, you could hear bones crumbling from the impact. Another smirk rose to the saiyans face as he watched Jinza take out most of the renegades, by himself. Finally, Zukkah would make his way out onto the battlefield to see what exactly the threat level was, but with Jin here the threat was gone. The other rebels ran off scared by the power Jinza was showing. Zukkah turned to his right and one of his henchmen was standing, waiting for orders. "Find where they came from. I will plan something for those bastards in the future!" Zukkah said to the smaller saiyan. The saiyan looked up to Zukkah and nodded. He motioned for a few others to follow him. Zukkah then turned his attention back to Jin. He watched his every attack carefully and knew something was odd about it. "His stance and everything is completely different then how we do it now." he thought to himself. Zukkah then walked over to the ancient saiyan, smiling wide. "That was incredible! It would be an honor if you would stay and lead our men. I have faith you will do great things with these men and women." he said as he bowed respectfully to Jinza. WC: 343 TWC: 1,594 |
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