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| The Changeling Seeks Power Through Pain; Request Thread For Gatz | |
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| Tweet Topic Started: Sep 25 2016, 10:56 PM (235 Views) | |
| Jikudo | Sep 25 2016, 10:56 PM Post #1 |
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Jikudo was walking through Final Heaven as he was very astonished by the peculiar sight of the buildings he has seen in this certain area. "Wow, what is this area?" his mind was guiding him on to explore more around this area. "This buildings, are giant pieces of rock and steel...with carbon reinforced doors?" He was noticing the not surprising huge sky scrapers complementing the building he was gazing at. "These buildings have an odd feel to them. There like an army military-esque color here. More navy colors and also the bulletproof glass alongside with it." Jikudo studied these designs and he had then made an assumption that, "Whoever owns this city that's located here must have the portfolio of a god." He was right whoever owned this place was very rich and the decrease in money must've been detrimental to build all of these with these type of materials. "With walls and buildings the size of these they must have very good fighters here." Jikudo ascended up into the sky to scout out some fighters in this area. "Where's the action? There's no fighters here. Might have to look in this huge ass hunk of buildings, steel, and carbon reinforced objects." "HAH!" Jikudo had summoned his Black ki as he yelled loudly to trigger his ki to spark. The changeling squatted in the air and hunched his shoulders and arms charging up momentum and speed so he can have a speedy successful take off. The changeling thrusted the body parts he hunched and bent to their limits and took off with great speed as his Black ki trailed behind him. He was dashing at insane speeds speeds while moving his head left to right to look around for some people that stand out. Unfortunately for him, there was no one to fight around in this area. Jikudo sighed as he was dashing in the city and his failed opportunity to find an opponent to kill time. Jikudo then put his feet out in front of him and held his elbows pointed out stopping himself from all the momentum he hwas experiencing through the ki dashing. As he stopped the aura from Jikudo spiked away from him and disappeared. The changeling slid a little bit from the excess momentum from the ki dashing the changeling ensued. "Now, how am I gonna fight someone in this area of earth. It'll be a day wasted of time I had, well I have all the time in the world." The changeling remembered. Jikdo then saw a huge building with kanji labeled on the front doors. "Now, I'm getting ideas." The changeling descended down to the building he saw. The changeling saw what that building had to offer. It had the frames and credentials of two people along the sides of the dojo walls. "These people must own the dojo." The changeling walked towards it with anticipation of being trained by whoever was located inside the dojo. "Let's do this." The changeling poiltely opened the doors of the dojo by tapping the button near the door. The doors opened quickly as the changeling then walked into the dojo. He looked around the dojo by moving his head let to right very slowly to analyze the enviorment. He tried sensing ki readings throughout the large dojo but nothing would suffice. He looked around and felt the atmosphere flow on his bio suit. He could feel a very strong presence but just doesn't know who's here. "Well then, I might as well wait here then." ZThe changeling stood near the door entrance with his arms crossed waiting for atleast someone to tend to him. WC: 606 |
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| Gatz | Sep 25 2016, 11:22 PM Post #2 |
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A terror beast smashed his fists into a katchin bag designed to take his powerful blows. Every knucke buster caused a sonic boom inside the dojo, rocking the ground. Crimson sparks crackled around his arms, sizzling from the immense energy he put in a single strike. Training for war, the Android terror spent hours at the gym, perfecting his superior design. He had on a black, sleeveless hoodie. He had his hood up to conceal his face, feeding into his dark necessities. His instincts fueling him to commit violence and kill. The cold hearted behemoth struck the bag made out of the strongest metals in the universe with malicious intent. All his strikes killed, sparing no one. He held no mercy for his opponents. His enemies lay dead. Envisioning the world covered in graveyards, brought a callous smirk on his face, knowing he had the power to do if he pleased and nor a single fuck could do anything about it. Power was everything. Wearing black armored pants and a gold armband around his arm to show his rank, he sniffed the air, catching a scent with his keen sense of smell. Someone was eying him. It wasn't a smart move. Looking into the eyes of the beast, was the same as challenging him. Being annoyed someone let him in during his training dession, the terror uppercutted the bag, shaking the floor from the impact. He spoke up. "Did you get lost? What the hell do you want?" he snarled. His sharp sensors caught onto someone watching him. Keeping his attention on the punching bag, he waited for an answer before threatening. "You got one second to answer before I use you as my punching bag until I crush your organs in. " he threatened. His voice changed into a robotic one to emphasize he wasn't fucking around. His threats always came to pass. wc: 317 |
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| Jikudo | Sep 26 2016, 11:10 PM Post #3 |
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Jikudo was standing near the entrance of the dojo and he witnessed someone. That someone layed carnage on a punching bag in quick successions, The changeling walked towards the evet that was happening in the dojo between the person and the bag. The person the changeling was witnessing was laying hands with vicious combos onto the bag. "This guy, he looks familiar. Wait! The bilboard label on the side of this dojo." the changeling thought to himself. Jikudo saw how the person was making the bag fall in fear of his strikes of power and violence. Jikudo can smell the carbon being punched in ffrom the bag and the remnants of the bag flying from the power of his fists. The changeling assumed that this guy was a vicious and ruthless fighter that was known around the world and wanted this guy, this Beast to be his master. "I have to have this person or beast be training me!" He could feel from the atmosphere of the dojo that the beast was a very srong person. The changeling could also feel the pain from the bag as he was watching the match between the carbon material and the beast himself. The beas of an android then cocked his arm back scoring a huge uppercut which made the bag fly up. The bag made the floor shake in fear and pain of the beast. The carbon on the bag was punched in and it made a noise off the impact of the bag. "Damn. You're a vicious one" He then saw the uniform of the terror beast and assumed he was some part of an army. He could tell he was in a high position due to the gold plates and the accommodations and designs on his clothes. Those clothes were designed for only a beast who's dominant against opponents. He then saw the beast trike a look at him. The changeling replied to the beasts powerful words, "The hell do I want?" The changeling then said as he stood upright, "I was intrested in this huge building and I wanted to be trained by you. I can tell you've had many students and you're a dominant fighter. The way you destroyed that bag inspired me." the changeling said. Jikudo then went into a fighting stance, "I want to be your student. And I'll join you to the way you see fit. I'm guessing it is fighting you to see if I can hold up." WC: 418 TWC: 1,024 Edited by Jikudo, Sep 27 2016, 09:45 PM.
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| Gatz | Sep 26 2016, 11:46 PM Post #4 |
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Uppercutting the punching bag, he envisioned it to be the alien freak that walked through his dojo doors, getting closer rather than respecting the power that the beast had. He half turned. His crimson glare kept hidden by the hooded, sleeveless jacket he wore. His biceps twitched, revealing his agitation that someone interrupted his training, reminding himself he should have placed a do not disturb sign at the front. Then again a ton of fucks didn't read the rules. They'd just walk by without giving a damn who the hell they were interruping. His shoulders stiffen. He caught the scent of the alien mongrel, realizing he wasn't human and was probably told of the Great Android Terror through the whispers of the universe. Having gone to space recently, his egotistical mind conceived the notion that his name had taken over the far reaches of the universe. He was that powerful to the point that changeling mother fuckers were coming to him for training. Detecting the wuss' fighting strength, he lacked gains being considerably stronger than humans, but that meant shit in the terror's world. They sent him the weakest son of a bitch they could find, proving once again, the android terror was far beyond anyone's mind could comprehend. The freak was smart admitting he was in the presence of dominance. The most dominant creature he'd cross paths with. Being convinced it was true, the terror listened to the wuss speak, placing a hand up to stop him before he continued rambling about bullshit. "Stop talking before I snap your neck." he warned. His crimson glare glowing from underneath the hooded jacket. "Talk is meaningless. The way I see the world. You're either useful or useless. If you can last a five minute beating from me, then I'll take you in as a permanent punching bag. If you don't, I'll toss you out like garbage and get back to my training. Beasts don't play." the killer vanished in a series of lines, reappearing in front of the changeling, sending a hard knee into the midsection of his next unfortunate soul, making sure the knee scrambled the alien's intestines from the front end of his stomach straight to his ass. wc: 395 twc: 715 |
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| Jikudo | Sep 27 2016, 09:45 PM Post #5 |
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The changeling watched as the terror beast uppercutted the bag. This guy he had just met has pure dominance in every action he commenced. The bag hit the ground with huge force as the carbon and steel and other durable materials behind the creation of the bag caused it to make a loud crash noise when it collided on the floor. "This guy. How the fuck can someone be this strong? Is he a god? because i cannot sense any ki energy. This guy is nowhere near human level, they can't unleash their full power. He's guaranteed a god or deity of some sort." the changeling thought. The changeling wasn't planning on fighting the android terror and he did not want to make a suicidal attempt. The terror android told him to stop his monologue before his neck is snapped. The changeling listened and automatically could tell that the android terror planned on something. The changeling went into a fighting stance as he ready to try and enroll himself as a student of Gatz, the Android terror. "You aren't the one to play around with. The master I need to have." the changeling said admiring the persona of Gatz. The changeling was bestowed with a proposition to be his student or what he called, "Punching Bag". Jikudo liked the sound of those words and he then focused on his opponent that is soon to be his master. The changeling had to focus in order to be accepted. Gatz disappeared in thin lines and since the changeling couldn't sense the android's ki reading he could not pinpoint the being's location to where he planned his offensive move. The changeling looked around oing his head left and right quickly not wanting to deal with an attack. The changeling was then from an anticipation face to a painful face. The changeling didn't know what the hell hit him and he never felt anything like it before. The changeling was hit by the terror's knee so hard that he could even yell in pain. The changeling just had his mouth open and he then closed it. He held his stomach in pain with his hand. The changeling could not even breathe because the knee was so powerful. The changeling then got his breath back as he then grit his teeth dealing with the pain. "Come on. You know you can do better then that! Don't underestimate me. Go full force!"The changeling yelled at the android beast knowing that was a risky move. The changeling knew he could be killed in an instant by this beast. The changeling got up from one knee and then came back up to a vertical base. He then clenched his fists and put both of his arms at 90 degree angles by his hips. He was waiting for the android to hit him with another detrimental blow to the changeling's body suit to show off how durable he is despite how weak the changeling is compared to the beast of an android. WC: 504 TWC: 1,528 |
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| Gatz | Sep 28 2016, 12:12 AM Post #6 |
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The android terror landed on his heel, suspecting the alien sustained enough damage to leave him speechless. Having held to continue the torture, the beast's glare smirked callously at the wuss' request. He asked for the beat to go harder, but he sensed hesitation. Watching the tailed alien place his arms at his side, the terror smirked at how open the changeling left himself. The battle stance didn't protect the face or vital organs. Fighting dirty, the android took the request. "Have you seen hell before? Let me show you real quick. I'll give you a sneak peak. Might be the last sight you see too. Keep your eyes open." a bright, crimson flashed from the terror's eyes to blind the changeling before he had a chance to blink. The Last Sight to Hell blinded any opponent that was in the area. The android in him made his movements undetectable while blinded, giving him an edge in tactics. ![]() Moving in, the terror thrust a hard fist into the changeling's cheek where bolts of lightning sizzled out of his forearm, combining the punch with a face grab, attempting to slam the wuss nose into the bluntness of his knee. |
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| Jikudo | Sep 28 2016, 09:54 PM Post #7 |
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The changeling was in a unprotective fighting stance. The hands were near his hips both away from his hips in 3 inches. The changeling was in a squat as his legs feeling pain to. The changeling had purple blood rundown on the side of his mouth He was waiting for the android to hit him with another detrimental blow to the changeling's body suit to show off how durable he is despite how weak the changeling is compared to the beast of an android. The changeling pressured him on his mind to keep torturing him but Jikudo's body was saying no. There was many thoughts raiding his mind right now. The changeling was haing a few snippets of his past with eery pain spike that surged through his body. The android terror said something about hell and he asked has Jikudo ever seen and witnessed hell. The changeling did not answer his question so Gatz went on and told him he was going to give him a sneak peak. "I've experienced hell before. Something you won't ever understand!" the changeling thought as he let his thoughts power up his ability to withstand the beating. The changeling had to summon all the courage he had within him to even survive this beat down or the action that the changeling is being forced to suffer in order to test out his durability to Gatz. "Come on. You know you can do better then that! I want WANT Y-" he said again, repeating the similar request but was then interrupted as he was blinded by a bright red crimson light that striked his eyes before he could even move his eyes to get a blink in. The light hit the changeling's eyes as he shifted his head to try and avoid the blinding light. He failed as he was stuck with the full force of it. he changeling had his palms on his eyes as he was yelling and screaming in pain. The screams went from pain and then into laughs of evilness. The changeling smirked as his eyes had steam flowing from them and blood running from them. Jikudo got up from one knee as he was then struck with a fist that was buried in his face. You could hear a crack from the sound effect from the punch plus the crackling red energy pulsing and spiraling of the terror's fist as he hit the changeling in the face. The changeling yelled for a brief moment as he was hit and he flew into the dojo wall. The changeling flew through the wall and did a compilation of barrel rolls that then was followed up with more back rolls and he then finally ended up on his stomach. The changeling slowly got up from the ground as he shifted his arms to 90 degree angles. The changeling used some of his upper body strength to lift himself up as he started to rise up. "I am not a bitch....I WILL NOT BE UNDERESTIMATED!!!!" the changeling said as he started laughing evily as he finally had his feet out on the city streets. His Black ki aura rose as he talked. "I WANT YOU TO DAMN NEAR KILL ME!!!!" the changeling said going into the previous battle stance he had before. WC: 548 TWC: 2,076 |
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| Gatz | Sep 29 2016, 07:44 AM Post #8 |
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The terror smirked coldly when the fuck said he didn't know what it meant to go through hell, having been through hell since the day he was abandoned by his parents he gave no fucks about. Being locked in a cage as a child for being too wild and primal, the villagers who found him treated him no better than an abandoned stray, keeping him a small cage. He was born broken and sadistic, needing violence to keep him going. He lacked empathy too, acting systematic and making him efficient. During his youth, he began to realize he was different and not like the humans, noticing he had unbelievable strength and power at the age of 3, breaking out his cage, and slaughtering every single one of the villagers including men, women, and children. He killed their pets too. He lived through the roughest of areas, having enjoyed it because he thrived. He became the killer beast he was today. A scientist brought him in, improving the terror's abilities by turning him into the perfect killing machine, putting him through torture training most mother fuckers would die by even mentioning. Having been different than the humans and like an animal, he hit puberty early, growing tall and at the age of 9. His teenage years were spent going through nothing more than training. His past shaped him into the egotistical nightmare that tore through his opponents and victims. He left countless dead, having the biological superiority to be the perfect killer. His body could withstand being beaten within the inch of his life, shifting pain into pleasure because of the conditioning he went through and the nerves his creator designed. One day he'd find his creator, thank him, and kill him for the hell of it. Upon seeing the changeling's be crushed against the wall, he got up and tried to talk big. The android killer could crush him like a fucking bug. "You talk too much." his glare glowed vibrant red, firing a pair of eye beams at the freak to see how quickly he'd move. wc: 369 twc: 1,283 Edited by Gatz, Sep 29 2016, 07:48 AM.
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| Jikudo | Sep 29 2016, 08:05 PM Post #9 |
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Jikudo had realized he had a prolonged speech like he never has done before. The changeling normally was not the one to talk but he felt a good adrenaline rush surge through him as he was hit through the wall. The adrenaline triggered due to him getting beaten so bad and due to the android being stronger then the changeling is what fueled him to keep going. The thoughts of the future and how he will surpass the android fueled his mind, body, and neutral soul to keep going. The changeling can be beaten many times but he will still get up no matter what and won't stop until he dies. The changeling was yelling requests because he always thinks through pain is how the body and person suffering the pain can develop better. He goes by "no pain, no gain". he changeling always believed in himself and he was number one. The changeling still has recollection of his flashbacks in the PTO and how he was tortured because of failing a mission. The changeling vowed to become the greatest and used that inner hate to channel his power within his soul. The changeling was then up on his knees and he went into the previous fighting stance from taking his first onslaught of an attack from the android. Jikudo had thoughts raiding his mind again and they all were about his future master. His Black ki aura rose as he went into a fighting stance but this time it was different. He went into a boxing like fighting stance as he raised his bruised arms up and the changeling's forearms facing the General of Final Heaven. The changeling's arms were guarding his face as they were in right angles facing foward to the general. The changeling's poor defense stance was only majorly blocking his face but his body was exposed. The changeling knew the android could break through the changeling's defense in an instant. The changeling endured a flashing crimson red light from the android general and he then was faced with a bright red glare from the android. The changeling heard and listened to the android say he talks too much. The changeling realized that himself and took that as a suggestion as the android was saying "shut the fuck up" as nice as possible. The changeling noticed the crimson red glare as he then saw bright beaming lights coming out of them as orbs. "What the hell is this guy planning now?" The changeling's eyes narrowed to get a better vision of what he is soon to face physically. Then as the red orbs had small lighting bolts sizzle of then there was a beaming red line coming from the general. The changeling was perplexed, "Eye beams? This guy cannot be a simple deity or god. This man may be an....an android? I never knew that this robots and cyborg beings could have so much damn power within them." the changeling thought to himself. The eye beams darted towards Jikudo. The ground under the eye beams crushing and spacing the ground into triangular crumbled pieces. The changeling shifted his body to the right dodging the beams unscathed. He looked at the general with a glare of his own verbally telling him to attack him without saying a word. WC: 550 TWC: 2,626 Edited by Jikudo, Sep 29 2016, 08:07 PM.
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| Gatz | Oct 2 2016, 05:09 PM Post #10 |
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Shifting to dodge the eye beams, the android terror went in for the kill. He went full force with all his attacks, being brutal with every strike. He charged like a bull about to gore the son of a bitch in his way. The changeling had poor defense, lacking the right technique. He moved out of the way of the eye beams, but the terror closed the gap, by flying forward. Being an android, gave him an advantage because biological beings were forced to use their eyes, lacking other senses against him. He got in close to break through the alien's defense. He attempted to wrap his vice grip around the changeling's waist, lifting him ,and then spearing him straight into the floor. If successful, the terror then went into the ground and pound, driving his steel knuckles into the changeling's face. ![]() wc: 151 twc: 1,434 |
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Having gone to space recently, his egotistical mind conceived the notion that his name had taken over the far reaches of the universe. He was that powerful to the point that changeling mother fuckers were coming to him for training. Detecting the wuss' fighting strength, he lacked gains being considerably stronger than humans, but that meant shit in the terror's world. They sent him the weakest son of a bitch they could find, proving once again, the android terror was far beyond anyone's mind could comprehend. 


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