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 May 1, 2019 23:50:14 GMT
A echoic clank reverberated briefly within a steely chamber. Within its implausibly immense space, a pillar of technology withheld what was surely unforeseen benefits. A minute of relatively-fleeting awe preceded the notifying sensation of something going terribly. An audible munch or two guided Celmaru Waterfield's attention towards the base of the chamber. Of course, there was a stowaway; be it cliché or merely apparent. Absentmindedly nibbling upon several wires at once, little mister Empilius "revealed" himself.
"Alright mister, your little escapade is over."
With a prompt stride, the hybrid would yank the earthling penguin away from live electronics. It was enough that there was a stowaway -- it just so had to be this little munchkin, as well.
I'm mentally exhausted but you wanted a post. Have fun with mediocrity until I can sleep Ayumu Hope.
Thread PL: 58,621
Current PL (Light Weights): 43,965
WC: 118
TWC: 118
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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 May 2, 2019 2:38:04 GMT
Ayumu simply walked into the area as he noticed that Celmaru had ended up in the gravity room with a honest look of surprise as he would gaze at him with his eyes widening slowly in reaction, knowing that they had to cut their training short back on earth with a smile starting to appear on his own face.
He knew what he was getting into as he drew the person in here, Little Empy having been pulled away from the electronics as suddenly a spark passed through the entire ship.
It didn't take long for Ayumu to gaze at Celmaru as his knees nearly buckled over with the gravity increasing to ten times the normal weight...
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Inside of their minds, Ayumu, A purple specter moved towards the saiyan as he would gaze at the body that had been chosen this time, coloured specters of their own Ki as Ayumu was drawn close once again and the mental training of the beast was once again beginning inside of the halfbreed his body.
He was prepared for some things, but he wasn't prepared for everything as the Specter would slowly smile towards the person and bow contently, prepared to do whatever it could.
WC:202
[Heavy weights on]
[Transformed]
[PL 77714]
[Gravity x10]
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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 May 2, 2019 23:39:22 GMT
Practically on cue, a foreboding whir introduced the concept of enhanced gravity upon the hybrid. Celmaru's spine immediately lurched forward; Empy's neck collapsed in on itself. The poor penguin's skull, contrasting to the others with distinctly visible necks, sunk into an adorably pudgy body. Rustled fuzz and endless rolls overcame Empy's visage. With a squeak, however, his blank stare returned to its evidently default expression. It was if weighing over several hundred pounds meant little to this pseudo-avian. For the man who suddenly became a weighty (approximate) three-fourths of a ton, however, standing was an arduous task. The life the hybrid spent on Earth thus far was -- apparently -- unduly lax. There was no chance in HFIL that Celmaru were to bear this much heft; excessive gravity or not. Regardless of such implausible strain, the hybrid noted minimal benefit in departing from this room. Whether he could or not, however, was a true conundrum.
Nevertheless, a portion of the hybrid's supposed ancestors could withstand such gravity. In the end, why wouldn't Celmaru be able to as well?
Not but two weeks had passed since Celmaru had acquired further strength via the Dragon Balls. In the face of this gravity -- did all that truly mean so little? With an insistent urge upward, the hybrid corrected his posture; albeit, his legs were still bent under the pressure. The hybrid assured himself, upon peering along the nearby console, that he could merely lift an approximate two tons. Unfortunately, becoming the weight he could bear was seemingly impossible.
Several moments passed before Celmaru brought forth his experimental idea. A sparking, brilliant orb of modified energy attempted to manifest. Celmaru had to ensure that this went smoothly; the absorption of the starcraft's synthetic atmosphere surely was enough. If the hybrid recalled correctly, intermixing with a planet's atmosphere and any Saiyan's Ki formed a common Saiyan's penultimate utility technique: Power Ball. Unless Celmaru somehow became capable of transforming into the mythical Super Saiyan, this technique was essential!
Nevertheless, it appeared that an invasive elder worked his "magic" once again. Imagination brought forth a form, evidently akin to Ayumu's specter. Dual visions of the imaginary and reality induced minor vertigo. Albeit, this was surely no meager image training; definitely not, this was Ayumu. The hybrid's Ki crackled and sputtered as it attempted to properly formulate itself fully. A resolution brought itself into the limelight of Celmaru's mind; a rein upon his Saiyan blood was crucial to ensuring his family's safety. Furthermore, this happened to include his own safety -- despite how ironic that may seem. Regardless, the elder provided a fair point numerous weeks ago. The inner Oozaru within Celmaru must be controlled; exploited, perhaps, yet managed for the welfare of all those he held dear.
The hybrid's personal visage remained still, albeit in a separate apprehension towards what was to come. When was the last time the hybrid ever transformed into an Oozaru? Has it been over two decades already? Betwixt denim and flesh, the "hallmark" primate tail quivered and snapped to and fro. Was it to be in anticipation, fear, or both? The hybrid's fingers trembled briefly. Without a single major movement, the sphere of dazzling, pearly energy rose into the upper reaches of the elder's gravity chamber. It was then that the imperative phrase was thrust into the heavens.
"Burst open and mix!"
Now that's better! Get ready for the big monkey (form), Ayumu Hope !
WC: 557
TWC: 675
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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 May 3, 2019 0:23:04 GMT
As Ayumu saw the glittering ball leave the half and half bastard his hand, slowly ascending into the gravity chamber with the glittering of energy behind it.
He couldn't help but feel a little bit of rage as he would realize that he had just created a huge mistake, not having trained him before he had used the wish to strengthen himself, of course he couldn't expect it.
Yet at the same time he would blame himself for this scenario as he would take a soft breath, feeling his entire body creak against the momentum and strength of the area that he was in as he would move his hands forwards.
Gathering energy as he was charging his ultimate move already, his palm starting to radiate a massive surge of power as he would gather it closer and closer.
Empy starting to run off as he noticed what was going as the two were standing before each other as Ayumu made certain that he would bet everything on this single blow as he would start to gather it more and more. "Compact...!" Was his first statement as the sphere of energy that was nearly a truck in size.
"COMPACT...!" Ayumu would concentrate his energy more and more as the sphere the size of a truck shrunk in small bursts, from a truck to a vehicle, to a barrel to a small pebble within his own hands.
Having to hold his right hand with his left as he felt the ship starting to tremble slightly, something carnal inside of himself starting to awaken as he wasn't satisfied with the result, Ayumu his eyes starting to change colours carefully as he would gather more and more energy within his entire body as his torso started to bulk up.
"YOU BETTER NOT HOLD BACK." Ayumu would proclaim, as he wanted to give this saiyan the blow of the lifetime, he wanted to teach him just how he could controll it via forcing the survival instincts of an oozaru to go wild, by forcing an opening which he could take advantage off, there was nothing else that he was planning to do as he was fighting the beastial rage of the Oozaru rather soon with his face turning into a soft smile as he then felt the sphere vanish inside of his own hand, a thin layer of energy starting to lick up his entire body. "Compact."
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Ayumu could see the carnal instincts on the inside, as he would slowly gather energy within his palms, two shining golden balls that were connected with electricity as he sharpened his mind carefully, as he put forwards more and more energy.
He wasn't just firing a technique randomly, he was firing a technique with all the force that he could as he felt the two small spherical balls starting to become bigger and bigger under his grasp.
The size starting to shift, starting to change, starting to form into a violent mealstrom of energy as it was licking in the vacinity as Ayumu started to figure out a new idea on how to use his own energy.
He knew that he had to eliminate something on the outside and weaken it, but in the inside where he could single out the oozaru his rage, where he could slam into it and force it to submit, Ayumu knew that he had to put in more and more effort as his entire body started creaking.
Small sections of his body seemingly shattering as if he was made out of glass and ice, large cracks starting to form before he would then simply have his eyes focus towards the darkness.
Towards the empty darkness, towards the darkness that he could light up as he knew that he could single out the person with one resonant blast from his own mind, calling out within the mind of the saiyan for the man that was called 'Celmaru' calling out for his family, calling out for everything and hoping for a single reaction as the rage would soon follow as a seperate entity.
And this would be when Ayumu would strike at the strongest strength that he had, with nothing holding him back.
WC:700
TWC:902
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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 May 3, 2019 4:16:07 GMT
Among those that dwell in reality, this likely seemed ludicrous. Transforming into the immensely gigantic Oozaru inside a ship? In anything enclosed? With a passing thought of Phae, the hybrid gazed directly upon his creation. The glare of the impromptu Power Ball was palpable, its brilliance only outshone by -- BA-BUMP. The hybrid's palms clenched together; pupil's reconfigured themselves into a salmon color. The beat of Celmaru's heart echoed within his mind. The specter within reverberated alongside the beat of this primal drum. BA-BUMP. The hybrid's brows rose, facial features relaxed, each moment taken in tunnel-vision so severe that none could disrupt the spell. Ayumu began drawing forth a wellspring of energy; was he attempting to prevent the metamorphosis? Celmaru was unable to decipher whether or not this were to be true. BA-BUMP BA-BUMP. The hybrid began to tremble.
Celmaru's pants and boots tore at varying seams. The hybrid's toes revealed themselves from betwixt false leather and cheap buttons. Blue jeans erupted in ruined creases and torn inseams. Pectoral muscles burst forward, yet against a resistant set of weights with the durability of Saiyan body armor. The hybrid's light weights were insistent on remaining intact, disparate material against Earth's "fashion". Numerous muscles began swelling to intense densities -- each moment drawing upon further primal urges and instinct. BA-BUMP BA-BUMP BA-BUMP. Celmaru became entirely unaware of himself nor his environment. The moon seemed so beautiful. Was this the moon? The moon is nice. Celmaru suddenly doubled in height. Yet this wasn't all. BA-BUMP BA-BUMP BA-BUMP BA-BUMP BA-BUMP BA-BUMP --
Dark brown fur sprouted upon the hybrid's frame; his limbs, his cheeks, down to his feet and gargantuan hands. Scarlet enveloped the eyes of the half man, half ape creature. Animalistic growls and deepening gasps escaped the hybrid's lips -- those of which expanding into an unsightly snout! Celmaru had overcome the bulk of a bijou office building; appearing little more than an untamed monstrosity. By now, the hybrid's pants and shoes have been shredded apart by the Saiyan transformation. Limbs were contorting to befit the image of a mighty Oozaru, each spurt of growth jerking each limb in place. Finally, with a stature of fifty feet, one of many Great Apes arrived.
A guttural and defiant roar burst from the creature. Celmaru Waterfield, as one knew him, remained only within his subconsciousness. What the elder would witness in reality would be a merely massive gorilla.
Within the hybrid's subconscious, or perhaps the supposed "mind-scape", his humanoid form was unstable. The "reality" of the unseen space was fluctuating with a primal energy; a primeval intensity. A tail manifested from the hybrid's rear end, twitching and sharply flicking itself about. The rage of the Oozaru was affecting what was beneath the working mind. Control, at this moment, was unfeasible. Within the mind of a rampaging Oozaru, Celmaru Waterfield welled Ki before his lips. An immense sphere sparked to life beyond whited-out optics. Unfortunately, the same had begun in the realm of reality. Betwixt jagged, monstrous teeth -- a powerful orb of Ki underwent preparation. It was a spontaneous technique; perhaps an entirely novel technique in its entirety.
What could Ayumu do before the might of the Saiyan race?
Spooky scary Oozaru, send shivers down your spine. This is definitely seasonal, Ayumu Hope .
Transformed into an Oozaru via the utility of [ST1] Power Ball. Current PL is now 439,650 (with Light Weights still equipped)!
[ST1] Power Ball attempted to be acquired fully.
WC: 531
TWC: 1,206
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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 May 3, 2019 4:38:44 GMT
Ayumu knew what he could do before the might of the great saiyan race, what he could do for the might of the people that were everywhere as he slowly pushed his own hand forwards with a deep breath being taken as he felt it surge through his entire body, slowly lifting it upwards as he started to feel every surge in his own body.
His face starting to grow a bit mishapen as the energy warped the vision around his own body like he was standing above a bonfire itself, light warping as he started to speak proudly. "This hand of mine glows with an awesome power."
Spreading his fingers separate as he would feel everything starting to become much, much heavier as the energy started feeding back into his own body, unlocking something much more primal, something much more advanced as he felt that the figure of the growing oozaru was getting smaller and smaller, Ayumu slowly closing his eyes as he would then pull the hand back down from the air as he stretched it backwards completely as he waited in position.
The metal underneath him showing a ripple going outwards as he prepared his legs.
He prepared his body, his soul, his every fiber of his being as he would feel that everything was starting to strech further and further.
"And this awesome power of mine shall rend asunder the flesh of the sinners, amen." Ayumu would say in a clichéd line, smiling to himself as he nearly broke concentration from the burst of laughter that came up in himself.
Sharpening his senses once again as he would keep on guard.
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In the mindscape, an ignored factor for a long while Ayumu noticed that everything was starting to spiral out of controll, he would rush forwards, his legs carrying his large body forwards as he kept his torso low to the ground, the balls of energy still attached via electrical strings as he would attempt to throw one at the mindscape of the saiyan, hoping to get a direct hit onto his front as the man would kick of the ground, a ripple on the ground taking away the darkness as he performed a horizontal spin to get into position with his back away from the Saiyan, sliding across the ground that was slowly becoming a golden shimmer.
Everything becoming a brilliant golden hue as the man felt the ball of energy remaining in his palm pull away in an attempt to get towards the other sphere that was aimed towards Celmaru his back.
"Purify the soul, may i see you in hell, you space frieza son of a bitch." As he would turn his body around on the spot, his arm extended upwards spinning to his side as he tossed the electrical sphere towards the spiritual body of the saiyan to purify the being as it changed colours entirely.
Going from a beautifull golden as it drew from the surrounding area into a brilliant sphere of rainbow coloured ki that slowly scattered before raining purifying death around the surrounding area.
The one hopefull push that Ayumu hoped to give to bring Celmaru back to his conscience, to bring him back to his senses before the body out there, the physical body would strike him with the intensity of a thousand pissed parents.
WC:558
TWC:1460
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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 May 4, 2019 0:03:38 GMT
In a fit, the irate Oozaru rammed itself into the outer border of the chamber. Limbs spun and flailed wildly, as if in conflict with both itself and the evidently synthetic ether it breathed. No more than a moment passed between its movements; each more frantic and seemingly inane than the last. Ayumu's grandiose technique glittered with an immense intensity -- with an awesome power, if you will. Nevertheless, the Oozaru Celmaru paid no mind. Further rampaging brought gargantuan fists down upon the chamber's walls, the floor, and frequently quite treacherously close to the primary gravity console. All the while, the barbarous outcries of a Great Ape thundered within the confines of the steely expanse. The eerie glow of a newfound "technique" glared behind coarse canine teeth.
Within the hybrid's meddled-with space of mind, however, the elder appeared to be mimicking the actions of his reality. An imposing technique was undergoing preparation; each phrase Ayumu spoke brought upon a seemingly greater expanse of strength. How ever cheesy that was, truly. KILL IT! KILL IT DEAD! KILL IT SO DEAD THAT ITS DEATH IS DEADLY TO ITS ENTIRE DOOM!! A spearhead manifested upon the rampaging hybrid's tail. The mentioned tail twirled and tossed itself into erratic patterns, each twitch threatening to stab a bitch. It knew when to twist, at that. Unfortunately, the moment of pseudo-intimidation provided the elder ample time to offer "purification". An orb dissipated -- with a foreign sphere colliding with Celmaru's visage! Ayumu's technique left the hybrid exactly where the elder would surely prefer him. With an uncomfortably contorting wringing to face the offender, the hybrid spun on his feet to lunge at Ayumu! The approach was akin to a lion's pounce -- or perhaps a mere house cats'.
Contact was all that was necessary. And yet, the purification of a warped mind was as simple as its corruption. The elder's technique phased into the hybrid's torso. The moment became chilled -- frozen. Then the image of Celmaru's back erupted in a glittering cavity of purity and scorching energy. Impurities were catapulted from within the hybrid's mental capacity; improper visions and concepts erasing themselves before an entire moment came and went. Instinct remained prevalent, albeit a glint of civilized reasoning glared behind a ferocious, overwhelming unawareness. The Oozaru stomping around in reality froze as the specter of Celmaru Waterfield plummeted to an imaginary floor.
The insufferable ape stood, agape. Its mind had seemingly undergone a severe short-circuiting. Prior to the chilling of its own mind -- its inner self -- it began to pound at itself physically. However, this monkey business ceased as swiftly as it began. The hybrid was still evidently unaware of what Ayumu had done, nor of what he was preparing. The moment passed in what was akin to an unwarranted silence. The ape didn't ask for this; yet it was as if Celmaru did. As if he spoke in pleas. As if he exclaimed, "Stop me. Disallow me from becoming a monster. I am less and more than a true Saiyan. I have reasons to care. Prevent me from becoming completely less than them.". The Oozaru, for the time being, was tame.
Welcome to the "No Danger Zone". All idiots have evacuated the vicinity. Please leave your Ki blasts at the gate, Ayumu Hope .
All techniques have stopped working, preparing, or otherwise. (This excludes [ST1] Power Ball & Oozaru)
WC: 523 TWC: 1,729
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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 May 4, 2019 1:07:04 GMT
Ayumu at this point felt a soft wave pass through his own body as he would realize that the oozaru that was called 'Celmaru' was finally back in controll as the energy that he felt in his own mind, the ball of energy that he had used before was something that he couldn't let go.
An energy that he was able to manifest if he trained towards the future as he could feel this his own body was opening and closing, that something wanted to be pushed outwards from his own body as he would slowly breathe in and then outwards.
The pulse of energy that had reached a neat six hundred powerlevel in the least starting to expand outwards as Ayumu couldn't help but feel his own blood boiling for a split second.
His eyes seemingly burning as the energy fed back into his own body before he would then simply reach out his fist for a gentle bump.
Ayumu didn't want much more as he felt the weight starting to pin himself down to the ground as he was running out of energy. "Do not hate your own body, you whining little piece of shit.
I fucking love you like a son... Heh..." Ayumu would smile as he would faint soon after.
[Ayumu knocked out]
[Celmaru wins battle?]
[+5 Exp]/s
WC:214
TWC:1674
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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 May 4, 2019 1:37:36 GMT
Time had thawed akin to a frigid beverage; somewhat, albeit with a massive chunk of flavored ice left to float. Celmaru's sense of self felt woolly -- equivalent to a foggy mirror. It was all as if the hybrid were to stare upon a heavily erased sheet of paper. Concepts and opinions of himself became undone, albeit fragments remained visible and evidently besmirched. Yet, this was solely within the recesses of what persisted among the ideas of a plebian monkey. The Oozaru's upper limbs descended to their respective sides. It was truly strenuous to formulate thoughts; the sensation wasn't dissimilar to swimming upward as you drowned. The elder appeared to have run short on what he possessed: his stamina was whittling away on its own. What? The Oozaru could perceive something beyond itself?
The previously agape expression the ape held receded into an oddly neutral one. Typically, this was unprecedented, at least to the hybrid it was. Another moment's pause transpired. The gargantuan, bipedal animal took a step forward. Then another. Eventually, the Oozaru took an inevitably brief stride around the gravity chamber. Then, the elder uttered something. What was that? What did he say?! The Great Ape had been taken unwary of his benefactor's words. Nevertheless, a sole term reached the Saiyan's pointed ears: "son". It was not a minuscule moment later that the aforementioned "paper" was torn through by a lone fist.
"Damn you, Ayumu. When could we ever take time aside for a peaceful morn, for once?"
Such heavily pronounced speech could only have truly belonged to a sane man. The hybrid's voice was gravely, perhaps unnaturally sonorous. It was a miracle that the Oozaru had even somewhat pondered the same. What has he been doing? What was Celmaru mucking around in this hairy transformation for? An immense palm clasped a primate's skull; what had he been doing this for? Family? Himself? Foo, it probably may as well have been both -- or perhaps more. Procuring thoughts as this creature was still rather arduous. However, Celmaru Waterfield was indubitably conscious nonetheless. The ape peeked "skyward", glancing upon the dazzling Power Ball he had manifested. Was this truly so simple? Perhaps not. Despite such ideas, the hybrid denied any talent or innate ability.
With a broad swipe towards the almighty sphere, the light vanished before the Oozaru's palm. Finally sane, Celmaru returned under a minute -- all half man, half Saiyan.
The Oozaru transformation has been undone. Current PL is now 43,965.
WC: 400
TWC: 2,129
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Jack Cyprus
Staff
39 posts
Race: Android
Power Level: 27,502
Zeni: 7,245
Training Points: 6
Fighting Style: Balanced
Items: Communicator
Dragon Radar [Earth]
Easter Egg (5% healing item)
Perks: Mechanical Overclock [x4]
Planet: Earth
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Post by Jack Cyprus on May 4, 2019 19:53:53 GMT
Celmaru 1821 PL 1147 Zenni
Ayumu 1925 PL 984 Zenni
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