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Post by Majin Cajabe on Jun 21, 2009 6:56:51 GMT -5
60.
"Keep... on... going..." His footsteps awkward, he forces himself back in to a basic stance all over again, with sweat dripping from his body.
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Post by Majin Cajabe on Jun 21, 2009 7:08:43 GMT -5
61.
Growling, Cajabe continues his assault a little longer, but eventually gives out, standing there panting, with his arms drooping at his sides.
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Post by Majin Cajabe on Jun 21, 2009 7:10:17 GMT -5
62.
He begins to walk awkwardly back the way he came... each footstep heavy against the ground of the endless void... the gravity is insane out here.
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Post by Majin Cajabe on Jun 21, 2009 7:11:35 GMT -5
63.
Trudging... trudging... trudging... he keeps on going, forcing himself not to collapse at some point along the way... the temperature around him suddenly drops.
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Post by Majin Cajabe on Jun 21, 2009 7:12:13 GMT -5
64.
Icicles suddenly pierce out from the ground all around, Cajabe looks on in exhaustion, cursing his luck that this had to happen while he was so worn out.
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Post by Majin Cajabe on Jun 21, 2009 7:12:57 GMT -5
65.
He stumbles backwards, dodging an icicle that burst out straight before him, and then hurries past it, trying to escape this crazy place to get some food and rest.
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Post by Majin Cajabe on Jun 21, 2009 7:13:52 GMT -5
66.
He finds his left foot suddenly unable to move, though... ice begins creeping over his foot and up his leg.... his right leg also seems to be suffering the same fate... "Damnit..."
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Post by Majin Cajabe on Jun 21, 2009 7:14:23 GMT -5
67.
Crossing his arms over before himself, he gathers what ki he has, and sends some of it out in the form of a pulsewave, shattering all the ice nearby.
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Post by Majin Cajabe on Jun 21, 2009 7:14:52 GMT -5
68.
Each step awkward and clumsy, each step feeling like it could falter and cause him to collapse, Cajabe runs, with the ice chasing him and flanking around both his left and right sides.
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Post by Majin Cajabe on Jun 21, 2009 7:16:26 GMT -5
69.
At least the gravity is much more bearable in this portion of the void... Cajabe decides to leap high in to the air to escape the ice, and fly the rest of the way.
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Post by Majin Cajabe on Jun 21, 2009 7:17:36 GMT -5
70.
He swooshes through the air, but his speed isn't all that great in this condition, his sweat drips down and falls from his position way up high, landing in the icy hell below.
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Post by Majin Cajabe on Jun 21, 2009 7:18:34 GMT -5
71.
Feeling the cold biting even way up here, Cajabe continues his flight, until he can see the entrance building ahead... "Finally... I need to rest... ugh."
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Post by Majin Cajabe on Jun 21, 2009 7:19:38 GMT -5
72.
He lowers down his flight, and lands on the tiles, stumbling a few paces and then falling flat on his front, sliding along the smooth tiles until he comes to a halt. "Ugh..."
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Post by Majin Cajabe on Jun 21, 2009 7:20:42 GMT -5
73.
He decides it may be best to just... lay there for a while, and get up later... he doesn't care if it's uncomfortable... he's too exhausted to get up even if he wanted to.
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Post by Majin Cajabe on Jun 21, 2009 11:10:53 GMT -5
74.
Eventually, Cajabe plants both hands on the tiled floor, and pushes himself up to his knees... then he gets to his feet, and he stands up straight.
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Post by Majin Cajabe on Jun 21, 2009 11:11:55 GMT -5
75.
He takes in a deep breath, and exhales... "Man... this place not only has insane gravity levels, but the weather's nuts, too!" He wipes the sweat from his face, and walks in to the building.
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Post by Majin Cajabe on Jun 21, 2009 11:12:34 GMT -5
76.
Once inside, he heads straight to the food storage, and takes out a huge pile of food... he prepares what he wants... and serves it on the table ready to eat.
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Post by Majin Cajabe on Jun 21, 2009 11:14:11 GMT -5
77.
Pulling out a chair, Cajabe sits down, and digs in to the food... scoffing it all away, it's not long before Cajabe has cleared the entire table of everything he gathered.
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Post by Majin Cajabe on Jun 21, 2009 11:15:40 GMT -5
78.
Completely full, Cajabe cleans up the mess, and heads out from the dining room to take a bath... a long one... to recover from all that exhaustion and clean off all that awful sweat on his body.
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Post by Majin Cajabe on Jun 21, 2009 11:17:09 GMT -5
79.
After the bath, Cajabe washed up his clothes, dried himself and them off, and then redressed himself... except still with his tightsuit peeled down to the waist, as it has been since he first started training in here.
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Post by Majin Cajabe on Jun 21, 2009 11:20:48 GMT -5
80.
The rest of the day, Cajabe spent his time and energy training out in the insane gravity levels far off in the void... thankfully this is almost over because these posts are becoming dull and generalized.
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Post by Majin Cajabe on Jun 21, 2009 11:22:06 GMT -5
81.
At the end of that crazy day of training, just as crazy as any other day here, Cajabe spent his time resting in the world of sleep and dream... getting himself back up to maximum ready for the next day of training.
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Post by Majin Cajabe on Jun 21, 2009 11:23:19 GMT -5
82.
The remainder of all days except for the last eighty-third day would pass by, with Cajabe training and training, with breaks for food and rest, getting stronger each and every day, until at last... the final day.
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Post by Majin Cajabe on Jun 21, 2009 11:24:58 GMT -5
83.
Finally, on the eighty-third day, Cajabe spent his time cooling off and doing basic work-outs, with all his gear back on, ready to depart in... and then a sudden and insanely unexpected force simply threw him out of the door, which slammed shut behind him.
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