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Post by Caspin Kaldwin on Sept 28, 2019 2:32:16 GMT -6
Caspin huffed, his arms folded and crossed over his built chest. The sounds of crunching of stray stones crumbled beneath the Saiyajin's feet, their amethyst hues scanning the marble tower that reached beyond the eyes could see, far above the gaseous marshmallows that scrapped across Earth's atmosphere. Great, with how high this thing was, you would imagine whoever was up on the top would suffocate but you would be surprised. The crimson haired warrior flexed his power level to those who surrounded the tower, many tumbled over from the display of power and gave an expression of awe. The scion of mercenaries scoffed, he had planned to fly to the top but even then, there would be the possibility of being refused any sort of teaching. Dammit, the Saiyan stooped so low to gain more power in order to achieve--no, ensure victory in the future. "Let's get this over with." The man squatted, watching the rest of the excuse of martial artist's struggle and squabble to get up the tower. Barely finding a grip, as the proceeded to fall of and fail. Some shimming up, they were all going to die if they would continue. Oh well, not his problem, boom! Caspin launched from his current position, as he leapt high. Before latching himself to the tower, sliding down by a few feet, yet his grip remained. He had already left the rest far into the dust, Caspin began to quickly make work. Using his upper body to climb up, latching onto whatever was free as he climbed and shimmied his way up the tower. He still had a while to go, but still, he made an effort. He pushed through with a burst of strength, with a tight grip. He stared at the flock of birds fly past the tower. Wish he could fly. "This outta be worth the effort. I swear." Nashi |
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Post by Nashi on Sept 29, 2019 5:55:16 GMT -6
Nashi was having a perfectly normal day. A lot of Nashi’s days, it turned out, were perfectly normal. That was what made them normal.
He woke up, did some exercises, ate some instant noodles, checked in with the godpals, flew over to West City to have a nice breakfast with his parents, came back, tried beating his record for how fast he could climb the Tower a few times and, finally, spent a solid few hours tending to his senzu bonsai. He gave it water and enough fertiliser to feed a forest, but the senzu bonsai was sucking up the fertiliser’s nutrients and turning it into normal soil like a vampire might suck blood out of a body or a straw attached to a vacuum might suck blueberry milkshake out of the blueberry milkshape cup.
Nashi took a moment— at this point, the moment was approaching ten minutes in length— to appreciate all the hard work he’s been putting into the senzu bonsai. It was still small, yes, but it was only a few months old, of course a bonsai of that age would be small! And a senzu bonsai, too: senzus were especially hard to grow and far harder to grow correctly, so Nashi was mighty pleased with the fruits (beans?) of his labour before him. Seeing that one senzu was ready for use, he gently nipped it from the plant and placed it into one of his sash’s pockets.
He went over to try at his climbing record some more, until…
”Oh, hey, it’s a dude.”
He’d raise his voice so the dude-o would hear him.
”Hey, dude! You’re almost there! You can do it!” 450kPL |
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Post by Caspin Kaldwin on Sept 29, 2019 18:03:08 GMT -6
Caspin continued to climb up, using his upper body strength and grip to ensure he wouldn't fall. Inch by inch, he began to scale the tower, shuffling and pulling himself up. He had began climbing the tower with haste, he was getting quicker by the minute, he showed promise. The climbing was barely any training to him, he could fly all the way up. He should fly up, as he was about to let go to fly. The shout from the man startled him, causing him to let go on accident. Caspin then began to descend, as he flipped over and over. Descending toward the terra below, however, with quick thinking. He gripped onto the tower again, as his finger tips grinded against the marble. He found his grip again, hugging the oversized pillar with a snarl. He began to climb up again, as he looked at the blue haired man. "Really?! If you did that to anyone else, someone who couldn't fly. They would have f**ken died you f**k!" Caspin roared his profanity, angered and irritated. He turned again to stare at the man, shaking his head with a sigh. "Honestly, what a joke. Look, don't speak to me again. I am here to train." The red head ordered, unaware Nashi was the person he was seeking to train under. He then began to impatiently scaling the tower, leaping and climbing the tower faster than before. He was irritated to say the least, and was already looking to throw hands. Before he sighed and turned, looking over his shoulder. "Why are you flying. If you are looking to train then--" He stopped, as he began to sense the overwhelming power level radiating from Nashi. It was, intimidating let alone infuriating. He gnashed his teeth, and snarled. "Who the hell, are you?" Nashi |
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Post by Nashi on Oct 1, 2019 22:12:56 GMT -6
”Whoah, dude, watch the language!” Gee, it’s as if he doesn’t know I’m three years old. The tongue on this boy! Nashi looked down on the Saiyan quizzically. ”If you fell, I’d have just caught you. What’s gotten you all worked up?”
Wow, this guy has, like, zero clues.
”Er, I’m Nashi. The Senbyō?”
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Post by Caspin Kaldwin on Apr 14, 2020 21:18:20 GMT -6
The young Saiyajin continued to scan and analyse the overwhelming ki and power that the Senboyo radiated. Raising their arms, the red head latched himself on the pole and continued to scale the long pillar of marble with a snarl, his golden hues flickered as they watched the intangible marshmallows soar the heavens above. He wished he could just fly, lunge himself up, regardless, he couldn't. Caspian Kaldwin was required to climb the pillar to the top, if successful, he would be trained. Continuing the climb, the red head hummed softly and dug his nails into the surface of the marble. He couldn't help himself, rage and anger continued to bubble. Boil to the point he would most likely pop and burst, however, he slowly began to control his breathing. Still scaling the pillar, the Saiyajin hummed softly. "Tch, enough games. I am scaling this without a care." The man snapped before he began to climb, recklessly yet he continued to make distance. Hurling himself higher and higher into the sky. He latched onto the pillar, almost attempting to imbue the shape of his fist into the marble as he attempted to bring himself higher. Huffing softly as he was making progress.
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Post by Nashi on Apr 21, 2020 0:14:33 GMT -6
Nashi wasn’t much a fan of flying. It always triggered the feline instincts of his mind and around the parts of his subtle body surrounding the root chakra. To the instincts of a cat, there was no such thing as flying beyond that thing birds could do when you weren’t eating them. To the instincts of a cat, ‘flying’ was just confused falling, and so Nashi had to continually make sure his body didn’t brace for impact. This would have been fine if he had the Flying Nimbus, but it was only September 3019 and he hadn’t even died for the second time yet (despite having the exact same PL). What a noob.
”Cool cool.” Nashi wasn’t gonna fly him up or anything, that’d be cheating. Caspin had to do this all on his own. Well, unless Caspin fell, but cheating was fine if the alternative was ouchies. ”You’ll reach the top soon enough!”
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