A bit of Training (Closed/Jack) | Dragon Ball Aftermath

A bit of Training (Closed/Jack) Apr 19, 2019 6:57:32 GMT

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Post by Hale on Apr 19, 2019 6:57:32 GMT

Hale was born with great power as a Changeling, that much is certain but even then... Hale has come across warriors who, in their base form are several times stronger than Hale in even his true form. Hale hasn't found any reason to improve himself until this point, he's never properly trained himself. He's always relied on his raw power given to him for just being a Changeling but if he wants to stay on top and competitive with the other races he has met so far, even he knows he'll have to start consistently training before he gets pushed behind for it. He wouldn't last very long in the universe that way and he certainly wouldn't be of much use to Lettuki when that happens.

So, he decided to stop taking it easy with his level of strength and decided to beyond further, he's currently in his first form and his plan is to train in the said form, but the real problem is he isn't very efficient at his energy control yet, and whenever he uses his increased power as he transforms into his stages towards his true form, he wastes away energy to the side. This is especially a major problem in his true form. He would focus on that aspect a bit later on but for now, he would begin a few training steps in his first form, and his idea is "shadow sparring"

In other words, he's heard of a method to visualise an opponent in-front of him and pretend to brawl them, to have a strong focus on that imagination as if they were actually there. It's quite different to the real deal but it's intensive enough to give a good workout, or serves as a good warmup before a real training session and that's his idea, to get his body going for the transformations that he'll have to pull.

He began by closing his eyes and remembering a certain individual back in his youth, one that kept coming back at him like a fly no matter how badly he swatted the damn person. He imagined him being on equal ground with the Changeling and already, his imagination struck wild and his instincts kicked in, flying around and punching away, followed by a constant series of kicks through the air... to anyone watching the Changeling outside of this practice, he would look a bit odd as he's punching and kicking away hard at seemingly nothing, while in his imagination, it's working him up and it feels like an intensive battle, even though it's not real. He didn't focus on anything else at the moment but purely this imagination session.

WC: 445

A bit of Training (Closed/Jack) Apr 22, 2019 21:55:19 GMT

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Post by Jack Cyprus on Apr 22, 2019 21:55:19 GMT

Jack Cyprus, CEO of the Red Ribbon Corporation and Commander of the Red Ribbon Forces, was flying through the air leisurely, without his usual shuttle this time. The man was perplexed and needed time to get his thoughts in order, although the task was something far above him it seemed. Recently, after coming to the revelation that he could no longer stand idly by while the world fought for itself, the Cyborg was attempting to extend his reach much farther than his comfortable office, and after meeting with the rather impressive Saiyan previously, he was in high hopes. Training himself, however, was a much more difficult task to accomplish. Rather than waste his time attempting to improve, Jack felt it pertinent that he find more allies similar to himself. He turned his eyes to the bright blue of the sky, reflected in a color not dissimilar to his own blues, and pondered the thought a bit more.

Any who knew of Jack’s plans would likely think of him as some sort of power grabbing mad man, or at the very least a dictator on the rise, but he never thought of himself as such. No one close to him, not that there were many after being asleep for two centuries, would ever describe him as anything but benevolent in his ideals.

Jack wanted power. He wanted wealth, and all the other things that any man would wish to attain, but none of his dreams were for himself in the slightest. He wanted to protect the world. Earth has been his home his entire life, and before his rest he knew nothing of the outside worlds that drifted in space like so many enemy ships coming to harbor. It was hard for him not to think of them all as potential threats, even if he sold them their merchandise and equipment. All it did was further complicate his future endeavors, but being part of a corporate entity has made money the imperative.

Broken from his thoughts as he drifted through the sky, Jack suddenly felt the presence of another individual nearby. His reflexes as sharp as ever, he caught the movement from his peripheral vision and immediately spun to face the being on question. As he zeroed in on the potential threat, he realized he was much farther away than the Cyborg had thought. Still unused to his new abilities, he floated towards the being as he studied him. The most surprising thing about the changeling wasn’t his coloration, but the fact that there was a changeling on Earth in the first place. Unchecked, if he were a member of the PTO, this could mean a lot of trouble. The stranger thing was that he didn’t appear to have any objective currently, in fact he was training by way of shadow boxing. He knew better than to let his suspicions go, and so he approached the out of place alien.

Landing a small distance away as to not warrant immediate attack, the Cyborg called out to his potential foe. “You there, Changeling. What exactly are you doing here on Earth, and where are your comrades? I assume you likely represent the PTO or another group. If not, then we have no reason for hostilities.” The time was not overtly threatening, but there was a certain edge to it that demanded an answer. If he were not in opposition, Jack thought to himself, then he could make quite the potential ally. That was yet to be seen, however.

WC: 586