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Post by Majin Cajabe on May 2, 2009 18:25:36 GMT -5
A range of large mountains that are even more hazardous than the ones on Earth. Rock slides are known to happen even by the slightest explosion.
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Post by unholylssj on May 17, 2009 13:51:34 GMT -5
The Capsule ship landed surprisingly gently upon a rather large cliff, landing gear having worked perfectly, not that Couric would likely notice. The ship's hatch slowly began to open, air escaping the pod and rushing out to meet Vegeta's own. Standing in the doorway, Couric looked around, eyes a bit wide. "This place has definitely seen better days.." He muttered, his tail tied around his waist, hidden underneath his belt.
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Post by unholylssj on May 17, 2009 13:55:07 GMT -5
It was about then that the Saiyan realized he had no way of traveling around without the nimbus, eye twitching ever so slightly. To be completely honest, he had gotten used to the little fluff ball over the past few days.
"Guess that means I'm walking..." He concluded, taking a single step towards the edge of the cliff. Couric leapt off, landing on a rather steep mountain side, beginning to dash down and towards the place nearest his location on the planet; one of the many dojos.
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Post by unholylssj on May 17, 2009 17:30:56 GMT -5
Having rushed away from the dojo as quickly as he could manage, Couric found himself in the mountain range where his ship had landed. /It should be around here somewhere...I think it was on a cliff or something like that near a cave.../ He recalled, sprinting up the mountainside and taking a better look from higher up.
/If I don't get home soon, I'll miss out on the tournament and the chance to see that guy getting his ass kicked by some random person.../
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Post by unholylssj on May 17, 2009 17:33:15 GMT -5
Thankfully, he noticed the ship a few mountains away, still in perfect condition, the hatch having shut itself once he had gotten out of range of the damn thing. Making his way across the mountainside towards the vehicle of space travel, Couric felt a rush of excitement, the tournament being the only thing on his mind.
/And with the training I've done, I'll definitely win!/
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Post by Bato on Jul 19, 2009 14:36:11 GMT -5
Running through the mountainous terrain, Bato continued his long trek, a simple yet effective method of training his stamina. Though he wanted to practice quite a bit more techniques that could prove useful, he decided to stick with his current way of getting stronger. Nature was his gym, as well as sparring partner. "A few more!" Was the chant Bato yelled out repeatedly, hoping to keep the adreniline rush.
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Post by Bato on Jul 19, 2009 14:43:25 GMT -5
Now, to any normal saiyan this type of training may look a little more barbaric even for them, but for Bato, it was simply fantastic. The way the air was flying against his body made his mind not even recognize the burning sensation known as exhaustion affect his mad dash. Plus this was a great way to start of the other pieces of training he would be doing later for his physical work out.
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Post by Bato on Jul 19, 2009 14:47:26 GMT -5
"Time to switch it up a bit...", was all Bato said before stopping his dash, bending both knees and placing both his arms in front of him. From this position Bato started to throw his left hand outwards while it was balled into a fist. The jab, most basic punch. But also very crucial in some forms of fighting, his own 'style' being one of them.
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Post by Bato on Jul 19, 2009 20:41:27 GMT -5
His left hand was pulverizing his invisible opponent mercilessly, continuing his little onslaught of swift and sharp jabs. Each time he was improving in punching speed just a bit. Though it was getting a bit difficult with that feeling of exhaustion washing over his body. Still, he pushed on, letting his fist hit the empty air.
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Post by Bato on Jul 19, 2009 21:06:18 GMT -5
Then, as a great finisher, his right hand rose upwards to his face level, but held off to his right side. When his left was reeling itself in, his left foot stepped forward, and his hips turned with his right hand, which had took off to rush in and finish the invisible opponent.
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Post by Bato on Jul 20, 2009 0:35:40 GMT -5
Now that the man was finished, he placed his hands by his side while jogging in place, and set off once again down the road of the mountain. Beads of sweat flowing down his forehead while he kept running, keeping his eyes closed. He had to keep this up to get into the mood.
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Post by Bato on Jul 20, 2009 0:38:17 GMT -5
While running down the mountain, he leaned his upper body forward, with his hands shoving themselves forward. From this position, he started to do front flips down the mountain, allowing his lower and upper to become a bit more flexible. Leaning his sides to the front of him, and shifting his weight to follow up with the leaning, beginning to cartwheeel now.
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Post by Bato on Jul 20, 2009 1:16:26 GMT -5
Going down hill much more quickly while doing the cartwheels, Bato was speeding down the hill, and randomly, propelled himself into the air. His knees were drawn in to his chest, while his arms held them securely, flipping through the air. Landing onto the ground with a large thud, Bato standing perfectly fine, hands raised to face level, just as he did before when practicing his punches, a smirk on his face.
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Post by Bato on Jul 21, 2009 3:29:54 GMT -5
Bato's feet stayed perfectly planted onto the ground while he started to rotate his upper body side to side, hands raised in a normal boxers pose. Now moving his upper body in a figure 8 motion, and still acelerating, Bato got ready for the next step. Moving his right hand to the side while moving to the right, he gritted his teeth and continued the motion.
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Post by Bato on Jul 21, 2009 3:35:09 GMT -5
Woosh~, the sound that echoed throughout the area as his clean punch soared through the air, smashing through the nothingness before him. 'Ah...Nothing beats the sound of hearing a good punch,' Bato said to himself within his mind, but he was not done, oh no. Rearing his hand back, while turning his entire body to the otherside, going with the figure 8 motion still, his left raised up just as it's counterpart did.
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Post by Bato on Jul 21, 2009 3:38:33 GMT -5
Right after his left hand went flying into the air, he followed up immediately with his right. That wooshing noise was music to his ears, the fighting was surely making everything great. Gyrating his hips so that he'd be throwing his entire weight with each punch, he continued this for a few minutes.
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Post by Bato on Jul 21, 2009 3:41:38 GMT -5
Feeling the affects of each of the punches slowly building up, he came to a stop. Taking deep gulps of air, he put his hands onto his knees, while bending forward. Now...It was time to continue on with his daily training. Standing upright, he started his sprint to the city.
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Post by Bato on Jul 22, 2009 23:05:43 GMT -5
Walking back into the mountainous area, Bato took a long deep breath. He honestly wondered what was left to do!
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Post by Bato on Jul 22, 2009 23:17:09 GMT -5
Sitting down, Bato closed his eyes, with his feet folded. He didn't know what he should do at the moment, but mediating seemed to be a good way to pass the time.
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Post by Bato on Jul 22, 2009 23:19:36 GMT -5
Exhale...Inhale...Bato was slowly following this prodecure, and slowly becoming very peaceful at mind. But like stated before, it was take a little bit of time.
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Post by Bato on Jul 23, 2009 1:59:15 GMT -5
He had his first real battle, and to be honest it was a little hard thinking of what to do but... HE did manage to come through for that one. He just needed to get alot more experience is all.
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Post by Bato on Jul 23, 2009 2:03:14 GMT -5
There were things he had to improve on, as always, there never was a time where he didn't have to do that though. Just overall fighting wise, he could be improving, but how...
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Post by Bato on Jul 23, 2009 7:00:47 GMT -5
Bato took a deep sigh, before standing up. From the way things were going, it seemed he'd have to keep fighting in order to get stronger.
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Post by Bato on Jul 23, 2009 17:34:19 GMT -5
But there was always the fundamentals! Remembering this, Bato insteadly had a change of attitude, from the seriousness around him shifting into nothing but playful glee as he set out for his training.
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Post by Bato on Jul 23, 2009 17:37:52 GMT -5
He was going to do something he never done before, hand stands, but push ups with them! Standing up and was already in the motion of doing a front flip, but stopped once he was on his hands. "Alright...Time to begin!"
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Post by Bato on Jul 23, 2009 17:40:20 GMT -5
His arms bent at the elbows, while lowering his body closer and closer to the ground. So far it wasn't all that hard as he imagined, until, he got to the part where he had to push himself up...
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Post by Bato on Jul 23, 2009 17:44:16 GMT -5
This was putting a serious strain on Bato's arms, as he had to life ALL his weight up with just them. But soon enough after a few seconds of pure groaning, Bato was able to push himself up all the way.
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Post by Bato on Jul 23, 2009 17:46:21 GMT -5
Sustaining this type of Push up was a challenge in itself. And because of this, Bato had beads of sweat simply flowing down, while he went back down again, bending his elbows.
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Post by Bato on Jul 23, 2009 17:49:08 GMT -5
He actually had to grit his teeth, the strain somewhat contorting his face while he pushed himself back up. "I..Didn't think...This would be so hard..."
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Post by Bato on Jul 23, 2009 17:58:05 GMT -5
Sweat was literally pouring down from his face while pooling below him. "Ahhh!" Bato fully pushed himself up, and let himself down. Though he was feeling 'the burn', he wasn't just gonna let it beat him.
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