Post by Raditz on Jun 6, 2011 23:39:49 GMT -6
Expert Gravity Training
Knowing that it would take a while for Dr. Briefs to finish up his work with scouters, the ever impatient Raditz decided to take the opportunity to train. Hopefully Raditz could pass a few hours inside the gravity training chamber, where he now stood. This was the true calling of a Saiyan warrior. If a person wasn't sleeping, eating, or fighting, then they should be training, in his mind. Knowing that his power had been significantly boosted since the previous week, Raditz knew that he had to make his second trip to the gravity chamber far more challenging.
"300x times Earth's normal gravity..." Raditz muttered to himself while anxiously pressing buttons at the console. Taking a deep breath as the machine warmed up, Raditz realized that this was a bit of guesswork on his part. Never. Hopefully he didn't dial a setting that would crush his body instantly. That would be a an utter shame, seeing as he still had a month left to live. Unless of course, he could find those Black Star Dragon Balls again soon.
With every sinew of his muscles tightening, Raditz could feel his entire body synch down as the gravity machine reached his set limit. The pressure mounted and mounted, making Raditz feel more solid and heavy than he ever was. He had surpassed his former limits, though he would soon find it to be incredibly hard to move his body. So, this is what it really feels like..... Raditz said, finally understanding the true scope of his new-found power. Yet Raditz wanted to grow even stronger from this training, knowing that it would be vital in his quest to recapture all the Black Star Dragon Balls.
Struggling to throw a single punch, Raditz now tested his ability to move in this high gravity environment. He was slow as his movements were rigid, not fluid. At least he wasn't in any immediate danger, though it would be very difficult to train now. The new limits, had to be breached; surpassed. Would he need to nearly kill himself here, just to save himself? To become even better than before? Shaking his head and hair like a lion's mane, Raditz resolved himself to complete this training.
"I need my pain..........MY RAGE!" Raditz said, using his frustration and anger that had gotten him so far into training beforehand. Rage was a Saiyan warrior's ally, for it could only make him stronger. Having mastered both his tail and Oozaru form as of late, it seemed Raditz was apt into recalling his memories and controlling them to his benefit. Throwing a strong knee-high kick this time around, Raditz began to train in earnest. Only time would tell, the fruit of his labors however.
Hours later........
"I WILL BREAK YOU KAKAROTTTTTTTTTTTTT" Raditz howled with fierce rage as he threw punch after punch in the gravity chamber. For hours he had been training there, reliving the day of his death nearly 30 years ago along the way. His past mistakes fueled his power; it gave him a will to live and fight again. Oh how soon revenge would taste sweet upon his lips, if he could humble and confront those who had wronged him in life.
Swinging up his right leg around for knee-high kick, Raditz displayed that he had now become far more proficient in gravity training than the previous week's session. Though he certainly couldn't after-image yet at 300 times Gravity, he could at least move at a normal pace, akin to that of a normal human's. Yet the proud Saiyan Warrior was always pushing himself to the max; in the staunch belief that he could become as powerful as his younger brother.
"AND PICCOLO AND VEGETA TOO!!!!" Raditz said with a loud grunt as he threw a left hook. Clearly Raditz had some unresolved issues, but of course spending three decades in Hell would make any Saiyan testy. Of course there were other people on his proverbial hit-list; but those three had grievously crossed Raditz the most for obvious reasons. Then suddenly dropping to the ground, Raditz assumed the push-up position to train his body even further.
Just as much hate and anger spewed from his lips, Raditz's eyes had a very hungry look on them too. A hungry, predatory look, the mark of a true Saiyan Warrior. He was out for blood; by any means necessary. Pushing himself up and down off the ground, Raditz could feel his muscles ebb and ache as he continually pushed himself to newer limits. Limits that were meant to be surpassed. Perhaps one day, he could achieve Super Saiyan status too?
Even as the sweat poured from his rippling muscles, never once did Raditz think of slowing down. "JUST A COUPLE MORE HOURS....." Raditz said to himself. Ignoring the fatigue and pain which wracked his body, Raditz was giving a simple display of mind over matter. He was ripped, muscles bulging everywhere. Yet truly this was only the beginning of his new-found taste of power..
Fade to black.....
Knowing that it would take a while for Dr. Briefs to finish up his work with scouters, the ever impatient Raditz decided to take the opportunity to train. Hopefully Raditz could pass a few hours inside the gravity training chamber, where he now stood. This was the true calling of a Saiyan warrior. If a person wasn't sleeping, eating, or fighting, then they should be training, in his mind. Knowing that his power had been significantly boosted since the previous week, Raditz knew that he had to make his second trip to the gravity chamber far more challenging.
"300x times Earth's normal gravity..." Raditz muttered to himself while anxiously pressing buttons at the console. Taking a deep breath as the machine warmed up, Raditz realized that this was a bit of guesswork on his part. Never. Hopefully he didn't dial a setting that would crush his body instantly. That would be a an utter shame, seeing as he still had a month left to live. Unless of course, he could find those Black Star Dragon Balls again soon.
With every sinew of his muscles tightening, Raditz could feel his entire body synch down as the gravity machine reached his set limit. The pressure mounted and mounted, making Raditz feel more solid and heavy than he ever was. He had surpassed his former limits, though he would soon find it to be incredibly hard to move his body. So, this is what it really feels like..... Raditz said, finally understanding the true scope of his new-found power. Yet Raditz wanted to grow even stronger from this training, knowing that it would be vital in his quest to recapture all the Black Star Dragon Balls.
Struggling to throw a single punch, Raditz now tested his ability to move in this high gravity environment. He was slow as his movements were rigid, not fluid. At least he wasn't in any immediate danger, though it would be very difficult to train now. The new limits, had to be breached; surpassed. Would he need to nearly kill himself here, just to save himself? To become even better than before? Shaking his head and hair like a lion's mane, Raditz resolved himself to complete this training.
"I need my pain..........MY RAGE!" Raditz said, using his frustration and anger that had gotten him so far into training beforehand. Rage was a Saiyan warrior's ally, for it could only make him stronger. Having mastered both his tail and Oozaru form as of late, it seemed Raditz was apt into recalling his memories and controlling them to his benefit. Throwing a strong knee-high kick this time around, Raditz began to train in earnest. Only time would tell, the fruit of his labors however.
Hours later........
"I WILL BREAK YOU KAKAROTTTTTTTTTTTTT" Raditz howled with fierce rage as he threw punch after punch in the gravity chamber. For hours he had been training there, reliving the day of his death nearly 30 years ago along the way. His past mistakes fueled his power; it gave him a will to live and fight again. Oh how soon revenge would taste sweet upon his lips, if he could humble and confront those who had wronged him in life.
Swinging up his right leg around for knee-high kick, Raditz displayed that he had now become far more proficient in gravity training than the previous week's session. Though he certainly couldn't after-image yet at 300 times Gravity, he could at least move at a normal pace, akin to that of a normal human's. Yet the proud Saiyan Warrior was always pushing himself to the max; in the staunch belief that he could become as powerful as his younger brother.
"AND PICCOLO AND VEGETA TOO!!!!" Raditz said with a loud grunt as he threw a left hook. Clearly Raditz had some unresolved issues, but of course spending three decades in Hell would make any Saiyan testy. Of course there were other people on his proverbial hit-list; but those three had grievously crossed Raditz the most for obvious reasons. Then suddenly dropping to the ground, Raditz assumed the push-up position to train his body even further.
Just as much hate and anger spewed from his lips, Raditz's eyes had a very hungry look on them too. A hungry, predatory look, the mark of a true Saiyan Warrior. He was out for blood; by any means necessary. Pushing himself up and down off the ground, Raditz could feel his muscles ebb and ache as he continually pushed himself to newer limits. Limits that were meant to be surpassed. Perhaps one day, he could achieve Super Saiyan status too?
Even as the sweat poured from his rippling muscles, never once did Raditz think of slowing down. "JUST A COUPLE MORE HOURS....." Raditz said to himself. Ignoring the fatigue and pain which wracked his body, Raditz was giving a simple display of mind over matter. He was ripped, muscles bulging everywhere. Yet truly this was only the beginning of his new-found taste of power..
Fade to black.....
