Celmaru Waterfield
New Member
49 posts 
Race: Hybrid
Power Level: 100,000
Zeni: 7,500
Training Points: 20
Fighting Style: Balanced
Items: Medium Training Weights
Easter Egg (5% healing item)
Dragon Radar [Earth]
Oozaru Gauntlet[Right]
Transformations:
Great Ape (Full Control) [x15]
FSSJ (Variant) [x12]
Berserker[Omen][x10][5% TM]
Planet: Earth
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Post by Celmaru Waterfield on Apr 12, 2019 18:56:33 GMT
"Y'SHA!!"
An eruption of energy was a calamitous sight atop a distant hill. A brilliantly boisterous wave was cast into fathomless depths of space, its hue thinning into nothing in time. At the source of such energy, a child was practicing an utterly foul technique upon her father. The father in question, however, had become preoccupied with the oddly lingering stench. Was a belch intermingled with all that Ki?! Regardless, the child found immense joy from her father's reaction; ultimately tempted to continue. With a shining, shimmering, and somehow sparkling influx of energy, the child clinched her mouth shut -- then unleashing yet another wave posthaste, albeit after an intense inhale.
"Y'SHAAA!!"
With an instinctive lurch forward, the child's father averted such a thunderous and apocalyptic "technique". Unfortunately, the surrounding foliage had little luxury in regards to surviving. A gaping, wreath of air appeared where towering pine trees once stood. The child's father clicked his tongue, cursing himself for failing to conduct otherwise to his veering motion. Nevertheless, the trees were quite evidently demolished. With a blinking shift in gaze, the hybrid father took note of his youngest daughter's current state -- however likely it was to merely be -- indeed, it was blissfully joyful. The hybrid couldn't remain irritable at that. Such an innocent, gleeful leaps and bounds of excitability. In a way, the father couldn't help but ignore the consequences of instructing his daughter in Ki; if not solely for these passing moments. A meager grin contorted his lips briefly.
A year had passed since the hybrid had attempted to become more powerful. When disregarding the previous year's mildly bizarre events, the hybrid had made his advances in moderation. He was still searching for work, after all. However, today was a day for rest; and for preparations for the weekend. Perhaps a dinner date on Saturday would be possible. Perhaps not, as for among Celmaru's thoughts and ideas, his daughter had been calling for her sibling.
"CYNTHIA! CYNTHIA! I GOTTA BEAM THINGY! YAH GOTTA SEE IT!"
A relatively brief pause.
"Y'SHA!!"
Thread PL: 15,308 Current PL (Light Weights): 11,481
WC: 340
TWC: 340
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Ayumu Hope
Senior Member
390 posts
Race: Human
Power Level: 94,577
Zeni: 12,739
Training Points: 6
Fighting Style: Distanced
Items: Heavy Training Weights
Dragon Radar
Easter Egg (5% healing item)
Saiyan Warship + Speed Boost.
Gravity Machine x50
Transformations: Adrenaline Rush [x4]
Unleashed Potential [x13]
Perks: Instant Transmission Cooldown
June 11th (4th if 100k)
Planet: Earth
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Post by Ayumu Hope on Apr 12, 2019 20:41:44 GMT
It was at this point, that a man known as Ayumu was sitting at a table that was located for a certain half breed in the far distance.
A small hill that was picked for a joyfull time as he would pack up his almost incinerated clothes, manifest a new pair and he put on his own weights, knowing full well that if he didn't he would eliminate that sorry excuse for a saiyan in a second.
"Hoo boy, am i raging." Ayumu proclaimed as he stepped to the air, slowly walking forwards as he would become more and more apparant in the sky as his energy was flaring up in his entire body, manifesting a sphere of magical energy and ki big enough to become much more visible to the Saiyan even in the daylight.
Moving his hand downwards, to have the large, spherical energy move towards the halfbreed with almost zero power, Ayumu knew that it wouldn't be too bad to give him the scare of his life as he was certain of one thing.
"Hoo boy. Am i fucking raging." That is all he knew at this point in his little anger filled mind of murder and destruction.
WC:201
PL: 26489
Transformation: x4 (ON)
Heavy Weights (ON)
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Celmaru Waterfield
New Member
49 posts
Race: Hybrid
Power Level: 100,000
Zeni: 7,500
Training Points: 20
Fighting Style: Balanced
Items: Medium Training Weights
Easter Egg (5% healing item)
Dragon Radar [Earth]
Oozaru Gauntlet[Right]
Transformations:
Great Ape (Full Control) [x15]
FSSJ (Variant) [x12]
Berserker[Omen][x10][5% TM]
Planet: Earth
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Post by Celmaru Waterfield on Apr 12, 2019 21:37:00 GMT
Celmaru wasn't aware of the elderly man atop an adjacent hilltop. For the entirety of the morning, the hybrid had been supervising his daughter. Not a moment to spare for a somewhat widespread spiritual overview. Especially since --
"Y'SHA!!"
Another burst of energy was strewn about in a single direction. When was the significance of situational awareness bound to kick in again? Regardless, the hybrid began to approach his child -- albeit, prior to such a sudden surge of external strength. A source of rather superior Ki was approaching, and with immediate rays of light beaming down upon them: it didn't appear one to be too amiable. Peering to his side, Celmaru eventually peeked skyward to witness Ayumu! How long has it been since either of them had last seen one another? Unfortunately, this wasn't the time nor, perhaps, the place to consider. A massive sphere of energy was approaching -- albeit, there was naught but a speck of energy behind it. Ayumu himself was the major threat.
"Y'SHA!!"
Another exhaling blast of energy. The raw plasmaesque energy was bound to collide with the elder's blast. Perhaps, just perhaps, it was bound to collide with more than just an ancient figure. An abrupt rise brought Celmaru to the skies, tailing the "Y'SHA Cannon", as his daughter called it. Today took an evidently sour shift, yet the hybrid hardly gave the scenario the time to protest. Sidling himself, while afloat, betwixt the blasts, a pair of obstinate figures were manifested! A pair of large, and immensely vibrant shields, albeit plain in design, interrupted both flight paths. The resulting eruptions of Ki rattled both defenses, albeit the child's wave technique seemed to prick the hybrid's being far more than Ayumu's ever could. However, whatever crisis may have occurred from such a collision... was perhaps averted.
Celmaru, meanwhile, held his arms opposite to one another, allowing the shields to dissipate over time. It was hardly lunchtime! Why all this?!
[ST1] Ki Armament used once.
WC: 322
TWC: 662
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Ayumu Hope
Senior Member
390 posts
Race: Human
Power Level: 94,577
Zeni: 12,739
Training Points: 6
Fighting Style: Distanced
Items: Heavy Training Weights
Dragon Radar
Easter Egg (5% healing item)
Saiyan Warship + Speed Boost.
Gravity Machine x50
Transformations: Adrenaline Rush [x4]
Unleashed Potential [x13]
Perks: Instant Transmission Cooldown
June 11th (4th if 100k)
Planet: Earth
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Post by Ayumu Hope on Apr 12, 2019 21:48:37 GMT
As the orb hit the shield, it would black out the light in the entire area, everything turning to darkness as Ayumu would concentrate powerfully before Celmaru and the kid or kids, depending on the scenario if they were nearby enough.
Before they would be able to see that in the deep darkness was a large collection of energy spheres that were lighting up the darkness, a massive sphere, a dome that had captured them all was giving the simulation of stars as Ayumu made himself a rather beautifull rainbow road in the darkness towards celmaru before, when he was close enough to boop his nose as everything vanished.
Ayumu having used his telekinetic hands to take whatever kind of food he would have been carrying with himself. "Okay, i am going to take your food, but in return, i will cook you a meal."
Making sure that he heard this offer, Ayumu would then simply snap his fingers as he would have a copy of Phae with his power level displaced into her appear out of nowhere to graps the saiyan by the ear and give him a nice long rant.
Well, This would be long enough to allow Ayumu to grasp the child and then tell her contently. "You see, if you want to do a real good Y'sha, you should aim for the moment where the opponent is about to attack you! You gotta counter them, okay lil fireball?" as the fake illusion would then vanish, Ayumu hoping that he wouldn't be too mad.
WC:242
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Celmaru Waterfield
New Member
49 posts
Race: Hybrid
Power Level: 100,000
Zeni: 7,500
Training Points: 20
Fighting Style: Balanced
Items: Medium Training Weights
Easter Egg (5% healing item)
Dragon Radar [Earth]
Oozaru Gauntlet[Right]
Transformations:
Great Ape (Full Control) [x15]
FSSJ (Variant) [x12]
Berserker[Omen][x10][5% TM]
Planet: Earth
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Post by Celmaru Waterfield on Apr 12, 2019 23:30:09 GMT
"...Its been a while." The hybrid finally spoke, albeit as an unreasonably powerful elderly man approached him. Despite the elder's evident light show, a pseudo-simulation of stars, and even a rainbow road -- the hybrid hardly kept his gaze off of Ayumu. For one, that blast was rearing its pathetic visage before his child. That's nothing to be -- boop? The hybrid's nose was tapped upon lightly. Celmaru flinched in response, blinking his surprise away. The needlessly dramatic scene vanished between blinks, prompting the hybrid to wonder if it was all ever truly feasible to begin with. Regardless, Ayumu gave his motives, that regarding foodstuffs, and snapped his fingers. The hybrid, still briefly confused, blinked blankly once more. It was then that the visage of his wife, Phae, appeared suddenly. The hybrid's brow furrowed, glaring at what was obviously a false representation. This mere copy had her hair down! Phae had been wearing her hair in a side-tail for six weeks already! Celmaru was assured that he even witnessed Phae tying up her hair as such this morning before he left, as well! When the audacious duplicate Phae attempted to grasp the hybrid's ear, a palm shot upwards to intercept it. Another, opposing palm would eventually be led to the impostor's lips, refusing to allow it to utter a word. In the meantime, however, the hybrid's daughter, Melia, was being confronted by Ayumu. The "confrontation" wasn't much, albeit it provided brief momentary advice. Alright, that's neat. Melia wasn't much for thinking too extensively, at least not at her age. A pause followed the elder's advice, however. "Y'SHA!!" A comparatively minuscule pair of beams was emitted from the child's eyes. Whether or not the elder was struck by these eye lasers, Melia wouldn't give any mind to it. Ayumu's grasp was released from the child, and the child in question was to continue having an amazing plasma-related day. It was less than a mere moment later that Celmaru plunged towards Ayumu; evidently quite miffed. It was a low blow, imitating his wife -- regardless of the method. The dastard wasn't slipping himself off the hook.
WC: 351 TWC: 1,012
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Ayumu Hope
Senior Member
390 posts
Race: Human
Power Level: 94,577
Zeni: 12,739
Training Points: 6
Fighting Style: Distanced
Items: Heavy Training Weights
Dragon Radar
Easter Egg (5% healing item)
Saiyan Warship + Speed Boost.
Gravity Machine x50
Transformations: Adrenaline Rush [x4]
Unleashed Potential [x13]
Perks: Instant Transmission Cooldown
June 11th (4th if 100k)
Planet: Earth
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Post by Ayumu Hope on Apr 13, 2019 4:15:36 GMT
Ayumu would look at the little shit, his eyes burning with anger... Or litteral beams.
You know, there is no real difference if you close think about it, anger or the searing hot agony of light concentrated on your retina's.
Slowly moving his hand up to his now flaming pompadour, he would close his index finger and thumb together, putting out a small fire before his entire hand caught fire and an awkward swinging motion was had as he tries to put it out.
"Well this is f..." Ayumu stopping himself, as he would think about the children, looking at both of them. Celmaru and Melia before then realizing... "Celmaru, how old are you... Wait no, i don't really care right no-" As he would ignite once again.
Ayumu his with arms crossed, letting the child be carried by the non flammable halfbreed as he would then state "So, i have been cursed, as you may notice." As he would put his hands infront of his own face and then move it down in a showing motion.
"So i went to this bar with this demon and we did some herbs, you know the usual, we put them in a piece of paper and rolled them and then ignited them, as stupid as it sounds... The demon then challenged me.
If i can get a kid and their parent to say that what is happening is the most stupidest shit that they have seen today, i won't ignite at random anymore." Ayumu would speak honestly. He would even go out of his way to share the information via a recorded message with a few non-kosher comments in the background which he thankfully editted out mostly.
"So, Will you be able to say the thing with your kid, i am willing to pay you seventy five grand in cash." Ayumu then finished
WC:311
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Celmaru Waterfield
New Member
49 posts
Race: Hybrid
Power Level: 100,000
Zeni: 7,500
Training Points: 20
Fighting Style: Balanced
Items: Medium Training Weights
Easter Egg (5% healing item)
Dragon Radar [Earth]
Oozaru Gauntlet[Right]
Transformations:
Great Ape (Full Control) [x15]
FSSJ (Variant) [x12]
Berserker[Omen][x10][5% TM]
Planet: Earth
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Post by Celmaru Waterfield on Apr 13, 2019 8:34:03 GMT
The hybrid returned to the visage of Ayumu just as his fits of spontaneous combustion overcame him. An irritability remained, albeit sheer confusion wrestled the opposition for dominant facial contortion. For one matter, this dastardly, elderly man attempted to imitate his one and only wife; yet he was currently alight -- persistently so. Touching down upon the ground, Celmaru kept silent throughout the elder's rambling, self-interrupting mumbling. Melia, meanwhile, had evidently run off -- audible clamors and thunderous, repetitive phrases echoed into the atmosphere. Statements of some form of curse was presented, however, dragging the hybrid's attention towards Ayumu once again. A curse. What was it this time -- merely the combustion?
"Ayumu -- "
The elder's long-winded, "ambiguous" explanation as to how he was "cursed" prompted an elongated sigh. Celmaru hardly had patience for this. An index finger and middle finger arose to press upon the hybrid's nose. A stray palm attempted to strike at Ayumu's pectorals; an endeavor to relieve some tension was evident. The conditions were hardly acceptable, nor perhaps even reasonable. Perhaps, within a different day's span, this would be honestly hilarious -- yet this was the day that the elder did one such action after the other. The hybrid was transparently stuck on the matter of his wife's imitation. However, the elder let a rather naughty word slip! Within a moment's notice, a conveniently available brick of soap was set upon a collision course for Ayumu's mouth! As such a conveniently available bar of cleaning product attempted to assault Ayumu's mouth, Celmaru swerved to and fro -- solely to ensure whether or not Melia heard.
"Let one more slip and you're never to be seen within miles of either of my daughters for thirty years, understood?"
The hybrid's tone became vastly lesser along a politeness scale. The niceties had vanished alongside frequent glimpses of the immediate environment persistently scanned. But a single fraction of a moment later, the father spotted his other child within a nearby door frame. Celmaru's firstborn, Cynthia, clutched the entryway tightly, quivering at the sight of such immensely repeated laser beams. The child's eyes had been enlarged beyond entire space stations! D'aw, look at her. A brief wave took hold of one of the hybrid's slack palms; a meager undertaking, albeit a crucial endeavor to distant reassurance. Surely.
The hybrid, after a short while, returned his gaze to Ayumu. It was evident that Celmaru was unaware of the elder's offer; Cynthia was too adorably distracting! Wasn't she? Definitely. No other child could compare -- excluding Melia, perhaps. Such notions had been scrawled across the hybrid's facial features as he pondered over a response. Which child would sooner pursue the moment to sit still and utter one statement to -- what was essentially -- a stranger. Decisions, decisions.
WC: 456
TWC: 1,468
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Ayumu Hope
Senior Member
390 posts
Race: Human
Power Level: 94,577
Zeni: 12,739
Training Points: 6
Fighting Style: Distanced
Items: Heavy Training Weights
Dragon Radar
Easter Egg (5% healing item)
Saiyan Warship + Speed Boost.
Gravity Machine x50
Transformations: Adrenaline Rush [x4]
Unleashed Potential [x13]
Perks: Instant Transmission Cooldown
June 11th (4th if 100k)
Planet: Earth
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Post by Ayumu Hope on Apr 16, 2019 12:33:57 GMT
As Ayumu followed the rather quirky group of people as he randomly lit on fire, snapping out of the strangely induced trance, he would be standing near the doorframe himself too after a moment with the flames licking up his own body, constantly doing superficial damage to his emotions instead of his body as he knew that he hadn't build up enough of a relationship with Celmaru to be capable of doing most things.
But he then took out a small penguin from his pocket who gasped suddenly upon seeing the light of flames, surprise and amazement before then placing Empy on Celmaru his face.
Keeping his ears free if possible, the man would then simply ask. "So, i have to know about this."
Taking out a newspaper, flipping it open and then scrolling through a few pages, Ayumu tried to figure out exactly what he had to know, there was something on the back of his mind before then realizing that he had found it.
Showing that there was a small listing of a small kid called Melia who had managed to score rather highly in a contest recently as he took it out and slipped it inbetween Celmaru his fingers.
"Okay, I am going to need to know what contest there had been won, also to let Empy seperate softly nibble his belly or tickle him." As Empy softly said "Nyooo" Waggling its little fat body while clinging to Celmaru his face.
But he didn't end it at this, no he didn't, He made sure to ask a final question as he tried to inspect the nearby area. "Also, Have you seen Meringue lately? She has been gaining weight due to her research."
WC:285
TWC:1039
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Celmaru Waterfield
New Member
49 posts
Race: Hybrid
Power Level: 100,000
Zeni: 7,500
Training Points: 20
Fighting Style: Balanced
Items: Medium Training Weights
Easter Egg (5% healing item)
Dragon Radar [Earth]
Oozaru Gauntlet[Right]
Transformations:
Great Ape (Full Control) [x15]
FSSJ (Variant) [x12]
Berserker[Omen][x10][5% TM]
Planet: Earth
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Post by Celmaru Waterfield on Apr 18, 2019 0:07:04 GMT
A dramatic, exaggerated gasp escaped Melia at the sight of Empy.
"PANG-WAN!"
Celmaru, however, recognized the pudgy penguin. Unfortunately, such a pudgy flightless bird was promptly placed upon the hybrid's facial features. The copious amounts of fuzz was palpable; and utterly intrusive. Various vibrations and muffled language would hardly be audible behind a ludicrously thicc thick layer of penguin. Fuzz density aside, however, the hybrid's child was in evident amazement at the sight of such an exotic animal. It was adorable and amazing and round! ...And round! Melia held her arms outstretched towards Empy, gesturing for a leap of faith into her minuscule palms. Ayumu, in the meantime, began to discuss other points of "interest" -- enough so to acquire Celmaru's attention beyond the penguin. The bird would likely find himself swiveled to the side somewhat as the hybrid would attempt to listen. Melia would follow Empy's behind, regardless.
An inquiring, albeit muffled vibration plausibly rippled through Empy after the elder's words. Apparently someone had registered for a contest -- without parental permission. Celmaru would attempt to grasp at the fuzzball with one palm in response; his brows furrowed. The hybrid wasn't aware of this "contest", nor was he evidently approving. If Empy hadn't attempted to escape from Celmaru's grasp, the hybrid would plop the penguin atop his child's skull. Noticing a slip of paper betwixt his fingers, the hybrid held it aside as he crouched down to Melia's eye level. The nerve of this child -- going out, supposedly alone, at such a tender age. The hybrid's free fist arose to meet the child, fingers suddenly primed. Both Melia and Celmaru knew exactly what was to transpire next: a fate worse than scolding. A torture so horrendous that not even the child's mother couldn't bear to witness it. An atrocity at its finest --
"Owie..."
A flick.
WC: 304
TWC: 1,772
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Ayumu Hope
Senior Member
390 posts
Race: Human
Power Level: 94,577
Zeni: 12,739
Training Points: 6
Fighting Style: Distanced
Items: Heavy Training Weights
Dragon Radar
Easter Egg (5% healing item)
Saiyan Warship + Speed Boost.
Gravity Machine x50
Transformations: Adrenaline Rush [x4]
Unleashed Potential [x13]
Perks: Instant Transmission Cooldown
June 11th (4th if 100k)
Planet: Earth
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Post by Ayumu Hope on Apr 18, 2019 8:35:42 GMT
Ayumu would notice the flick, his shock was obviously there at the dramatic tone of the situation, having heard some sort of dramatic indian music for a bit and the lines that appeared in the sides of the vision.
It was almost like everything had a different style for a second as he would imagine this happening inbetween four pillar... or four men? He wasn't quite sure of this before snapping back to reality as he found himself a bit tired, his eyes watering and cleaning them required a solid few seconds as he then corrected his posture whilest doing this.
"Why did my eyes start watering." As Ayumu would suddenly feel a few shocks through his own body as he would soon turn his face towards the sky, to prevent the child from seeing as he was having a long and stupid grin.
His body had a few shakes that came through at certain points as he couldn't help but feel like crying as he would take half a minute to let it pass as the energy in his own head started to spread outwards, specifically towards Celmaru as he then gave him a little vision that was unlike most, it was one of a family past where a certain man could only gaze at the sidelines and explained how much he felt himself responsible towards the man.
His energy quivering before then equalizing as the man would soon have his eyes tinted a little red as the penguin had taken a moment to hop towards the child, to soothe the pain from the flick as Ayumu wouldn't say a word.
He had been carrying a rather heavy load upon feeling responsible for so many people dying in the past, yet now when he shared the information indirectly, he had stopped talking entirely as he had a rather serious look before then sharing another image towards the saiyan of a man that shredded apart cities with a mere burst of power, with golden hair spiking upwards.
"Willing to carry the weight with me?" He proposed.
WC:346
TWC:1385
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Celmaru Waterfield
New Member
49 posts
Race: Hybrid
Power Level: 100,000
Zeni: 7,500
Training Points: 20
Fighting Style: Balanced
Items: Medium Training Weights
Easter Egg (5% healing item)
Dragon Radar [Earth]
Oozaru Gauntlet[Right]
Transformations:
Great Ape (Full Control) [x15]
FSSJ (Variant) [x12]
Berserker[Omen][x10][5% TM]
Planet: Earth
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Post by Celmaru Waterfield on Apr 23, 2019 19:03:00 GMT
"Was anyone else with you?"
"No..."
"Was there anyone that you knew at this contest?"
"...No."
"What do you say, then?"
"I'm sorry."The hybrid provided a brief hair-ruffling in response to a likely forced apology. Melia, as Celmaru affirmed to himself, was likely to branch out on her lonesome again. It was merely a matter of when. However, prior to Ayumu's melodramatic micro-spiel, the child spoke up hastily. It appears that she had just a bit more to mention.
"I jus' wann'ed t'surprise Mama an' Papa."Celmaru couldn't remain irritable over that. The hybrid guided a palm beyond his child's shoulder, leading Melia towards the hybrid's knee. It was haphazard, albeit the partial, crouching embrace was worthwhile. However, Ayumu seemingly failed to withhold vastly diverging plans. Visions and visages invaded the hybrid's mind, foreign images appearing and fading evenly. The hell was this about? Melia snorted, staring at her father's facial features with evident amusement. Celmaru must have been making quite the expression. The child bit at her upper lip pseudo-mockingly; the hybrid's jaw corrected itself. Oh, no wonder then. In the meantime, as Empy attempted to soothe Melia's "wounds" -- the child grasped at the penguin in an effort to knead it's stomach! It was a penguin! Melia never saw penguins for realsies before! The seemingly telepathic images, however, weren't to cease within Celmaru's mind. Further scenery, events, and a Super Saiyan became known. A Super Saiyan? Super Saiyan?! How long ago was this? The hybrid refrained from physically reeling, releasing his child as he attempted to stand. The final mirage dissipated, leaving Celmaru to process the compartmentalized past. What was he diving into this time? Regardless, the elder offered for a share of the "weight"; however peculiar that seemed. To admit to himself, the hybrid didn't entirely understand. These were, perhaps, vaguely related images and thoughts. What was there to carry or bear with them? Were they so daunting? Nevertheless, the hybrid's brows furrowed -- with a thumb pointing firmly towards the distant sky. Celmaru was in.
Oh boy am I ready for mind breaking horrors again Ayumu Hope . Sorry for the delay on the post.
WC: 338
TWC: 2,110
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Ayumu Hope
Senior Member
390 posts
Race: Human
Power Level: 94,577
Zeni: 12,739
Training Points: 6
Fighting Style: Distanced
Items: Heavy Training Weights
Dragon Radar
Easter Egg (5% healing item)
Saiyan Warship + Speed Boost.
Gravity Machine x50
Transformations: Adrenaline Rush [x4]
Unleashed Potential [x13]
Perks: Instant Transmission Cooldown
June 11th (4th if 100k)
Planet: Earth
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Post by Ayumu Hope on Apr 23, 2019 22:33:24 GMT
Ayumu then suddenly froze in place as he would give a silent moment to gasp at the air, realizing what he had done before then suddenly bringing forwards a second burst of energy, this one more fierce as he started to claw his way into Celmaru his own mind.
Drawing them both in further and further untill time itself would freeze for everybody around them as one thing was certain.
"Welcome to your mindscape." Ayumu spoke as he would spread out his arms with a smile on his face, standing on a large surface of water as he could hear the melody of the mind as he would then reach out his palm towards the ground, manifesting a long cane that soon turned into a strong looking weapon as he whistled before it shattered under its own weight, the energy surging outwards as he smiled contently. "You actually caught on to the image didn't you?"
Ayumu would say this as he pointed his finger forwards, Already challenging Celmaru to the first thing that he had to do at this point as a smile was visible on his own face, Ayumu his body was clearly, but did Celmaru have the mental capacity to make his own body appear in a physical form instead of a spiritual self?
WC:216
TWC:1601
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Celmaru Waterfield
New Member
49 posts
Race: Hybrid
Power Level: 100,000
Zeni: 7,500
Training Points: 20
Fighting Style: Balanced
Items: Medium Training Weights
Easter Egg (5% healing item)
Dragon Radar [Earth]
Oozaru Gauntlet[Right]
Transformations:
Great Ape (Full Control) [x15]
FSSJ (Variant) [x12]
Berserker[Omen][x10][5% TM]
Planet: Earth
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Post by Celmaru Waterfield on Apr 23, 2019 23:20:07 GMT
The moment froze. The invasion of a foreign energy transpired within a minuscule instant; the hybrid was unable to react. Perhaps it was the pair of distractions nearby, perhaps it was the lack of competition between himself and the elder. Regardless, Celmaru couldn't contest this. Ayumu, however, introduced this space as the hybrid's own "mindscape". What tripe. It must have been his own -- after all, the hybrid had lost all sensations from the waist down. Glancing beneath his visage, the hybrid noticed that -- why was he a tadpole? ...Or perhaps merely tadpole-esque. Round, dark, and -- with a pair of massive humanoid arms?! The hell was the hybrid's mental image? Was this his own mental image? "PUGYA!"A mental image with extensive vocabulary, to boot. Wonderful. With sarcasm set aside, however, Celmaru wasn't entirely pleased with this revelation. The needless girth of the tadpole's forearms and biceps felt oddly suffocating; even disregarding the possibility of both of them equally comparable to the hybrid's original size. Wriggling in place, the elder eventually spoke to the hybrid furthermore. Apparently, Celmaru had grasped the concept of an image; was he not, assumingly, permitted to? Was it not fated to be? Perhaps not. Regardless, Celmaru propped himself up by each palm -- ever so blatantly failing to reclaim eye level. Tiny, amphibian eyes squinted upon the elderly man, requiring several cogs to churn about before the message were to become clear. Hmmm...
Geh, need a recharge of muse.
WC: 236 TWC: 2,346 (Almost 2-3-4-5, dang)
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Ayumu Hope
Senior Member
390 posts
Race: Human
Power Level: 94,577
Zeni: 12,739
Training Points: 6
Fighting Style: Distanced
Items: Heavy Training Weights
Dragon Radar
Easter Egg (5% healing item)
Saiyan Warship + Speed Boost.
Gravity Machine x50
Transformations: Adrenaline Rush [x4]
Unleashed Potential [x13]
Perks: Instant Transmission Cooldown
June 11th (4th if 100k)
Planet: Earth
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Post by Ayumu Hope on Apr 23, 2019 23:24:33 GMT
"Think carefully, have your energy expand from your mind and slowly take the shape that you think you are, you are not just a tadpole powered by your saiyan instincts, you are something more aren't you?" Ayumu would state as he would slowly clap his hands to make an impression.
Letting the energy seep out of his body as he would try and support Celmaru himself, giving him a soft little burst before then expanding the container and pulling it away so he would refill it himself.
Like expanding a muscle, he would force it to widen and then shrink to improve his bodily health and mental capacity, yet at the same time it would rush his training along to allow him to learn how to take his body in the actual mindscape. "Have it wash over you, get the image of your own being in your mind and start to take shape, remove that shell of a tadpole from your body and make yourself known to the world." As he would continue this further and further untill he went silent completely.
Ayumu making his own body see-through as he would stand before the crowd that was Celmaru his own psyche as he gave it a moment to work through the mental blockades, to work through the mental restrictions and then bloom into a beautifull flower.
WC:226
TWC:1827
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Celmaru Waterfield
New Member
49 posts
Race: Hybrid
Power Level: 100,000
Zeni: 7,500
Training Points: 20
Fighting Style: Balanced
Items: Medium Training Weights
Easter Egg (5% healing item)
Dragon Radar [Earth]
Oozaru Gauntlet[Right]
Transformations:
Great Ape (Full Control) [x15]
FSSJ (Variant) [x12]
Berserker[Omen][x10][5% TM]
Planet: Earth
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Post by Celmaru Waterfield on Apr 24, 2019 2:12:45 GMT
The tadpole shifted it's balance as the elder spoke, it's physical insecurity heightening as the elder was offering a droplet of energy. The foreign essence disturbed the visage of the tadpole. Silence remained beside the hybrid, an amphibian's meager visage flickering. It ebbed and flowed; desperate to finalize a transition beyond reason. With a twitch, a violent one at that, the tadpole transfigured itself into another being entirely. Humanoid, yet not perfectly so. A lengthy brown tail protruded from it's tailbone, hair encompassed it's entire body. From a specific angle, it was evidently pudgy at the abdomen. It appeared akin to an Oozaru, albeit more so as the dwarfed relative of one. The figure clenched its palm inward, promptly striking itself in various sections. Another transfiguration occurred, yet ever more compartmentalized in comparison to before. A leg alongside the hip, the armpit, three-fourths of the creature's entire facial structure.
With an abrupt flex, the remaining patches erupted. Freedom at last; a complete, normal form. A Celmaru Waterfield. A Human man, with just the right splashes of a Saiyan. Typically, the hybrid would abstain from further pondering over his primate half. There remained little to ever consider of it, albeit the hybrid wagered it to be more fortunate than a prepubescent creature with arms. Swinging his right arm to and fro, mimicking the motion with his nape, Celmaru attempted to adapt to his own self once more. That previous form -- along with its "transition" -- proved far too stifling. Returning to a neutral stance, a lax positioning, the hybrid stared upon the elder. What next?
Amidst the staring, a speck of gold began an upward climb upon the hybrid's frame. Was it to be another mental metamorphosis?
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