Avatar of Mogtaki
  • Last Seen: 4 yrs ago
  • Old Guild Username: Mogtaki
  • Joined: 11 yrs ago
  • Posts: 2430 (0.61 / day)
  • VMs: 1
  • Username history
    1. Mogtaki 11 yrs ago
  • Latest 10 profile visitors:

Status

User has no status, yet

Bio

User has no bio, yet

Most Recent Posts

Viral was willing to listen to Takeshi without attacking him if only to see if he would ever be able to make up for it, like whether he was ever going to be able to put up a good defence and if not he would just go ahead and start beating him into the ground once more. Takeshi had a knack for being selfish and if he was going to be selfish with this then Viral had no reason to listen. To be constantly thought of as the one who was only good at fighting was pretty infuriating, like that was all he was good at. He saw no reason to give him a crap about Takeshi until he explained himself, telling him why he thought of him as a friend if all he wanted to do was fight him. He had become sick of it, sick of always being seen as something to have a fight with and only good for such a task.

Staring down at Takeshi he continued to glare at him, narrowing his eyes as everything just sounded like he was trying to avoid confrontation so far. It was sounding typical at this point, like he was trying to make excuses for his actions. Staring at him he narrowed his eyes briefly before looking confused, not exactly understanding what Takeshi was getting at. It wasn’t that he often gave Takeshi help, probably because he had been mainly shut off with Takeshi not really talking to him anyway. Already starting to get mad again at Takeshi’s excuses he was about to cut off this pointless babble until Takeshi decided to point at him, confusing him rather quickly.

As Takeshi decided it was time to spill his guts out Viral couldn’t help but stare in mild confusion. So he admired him in a sense, but that didn’t explain why he never bothered talking to him or showing much care other than for his fighting health. Huffing a little bit he slowly folded his arms, staring at him as he continued before eventually frowning, looking away. Seemed this was the long apology that Takeshi had been holding back on for a long time now. Feeling a little frustrated that he had waited so long he soon growled and looked back. “So asking only if I was well enough to fight or train was your way of expressing it? And you wonder why you anger me”, he grunted, shaking his head and turning slightly, “It’s comments like that which make me wonder if there’s anything more to me than fighting. I’m sure you know what it’s like to think your purpose in life is for battle and nothing more; however, you’ve never needed to worry about feeling obsolete. I may be able to beat you in a fist fight, but if you cared to unleash your full power I would stand no chance. Your incessant behaviour constantly nails in how I will always earn the participation award and never be the winner”.
“Worried wondering if I will ever be worthy enough to fight you?? Your type of worrying is hoping only that they will ever be battle-ready!” Viral shouted as he swung out at Takeshi, not missing a beat in his steps, “When was the last time you didn’t mention training or fighting to someone when asking about their condition??” He wasn’t going to give Takeshi a chance to give any sort of rebuttal when all of them were going to be the same anyway. He would just give an excuse like he forgot to. Takeshi was only making excuses at this point and it was irritating him greatly, making him wonder why he was even trying to let out his frustrations to Takeshi when they will all probably fall on deaf ears. Takeshi was never the one to care for anything other than himself.

Stopping briefly he waited for Takeshi to stop moaning before throwing himself forward once more, throwing in multiple attacks once more. He stopped not for the attacks that managed to get through his own offence, taking the hits straight up with hardly a flinch before throwing his own to knock Takeshi to the ground. His frustration was getting the better of him very quickly and watching Takeshi fall to the ground like that had Viral moving towards him, holding his fist as if he was ready to immediately strike the moment he got up. Angry that Takeshi wasn’t treating him in the fashion he should had been from the very start he glared at him as Takeshi tried to speak for himself. Pausing for a moment as Takeshi stood up he stared at him with increased doubt, his fist lowering slightly. “Impossible? When have you counted me as a friend if only to get yourself out of an argument? Is calling me a 'friend' supposed to mean something?” he questioned him before lowering his fist, “What does it mean to you, anyway??”
Viral was having none of Takeshi’s nonsense, he had already enough of it by the time he started talking to him. All that Takeshi wanted to do was fight and he had probably been waiting a long time to fight him. Now that he had the chance it seemed Takeshi was less than willing to go through with it all and was simply happy that he had managed to test his own strength for a few punches, not thinking about how it might affect him in return. “So you don’t care about anything else other than that?? You take a few punches and then you decide that’s enough??” Of course Takeshi wasn’t willing to put anymore into it if he had already lost, he hated putting effort into something for the other person. If he did put in as much effort into others as he did his training then his brother would probably be better by now.

Takeshi didn’t care about true strength, he never did. He only cared about physical strength and that much was pretty evident just now. There was little he cared about and what was happening just now was definitely one of those moments where he only cared about himself. So what if he was a little sore, that wasn’t going to stop him from continuing their fight when he was the one who asked for it. “That’s right, you don’t care about anything else concerning me!” he growled as he continued to take swings at Takeshi, following after him as he tried to avoid the punches, “You would only be happy so long as I could punch you!” It had been the same with mostly everyone. Everything that was going on in his and Shu’s head had all been left behind just to get them battle ready, a whole load of empty promises left by those who only wanted to get him fighting again. Finally managing to hit Takeshi he stopped and stared at him as he staggered, keeping his fists ready. “You wanted to test my strength and now you’re moaning when you do face it”, he spoke before going straight in again, readying another combo of punches and kicks, “Would you take it easy on me if I was the enemy?? Fight me like I am one!”
Viral was pretty furious that Takeshi wasn’t letting him fight some more, knowing what they did was practically just a few punches and a few kicks rather than an actual session. It was as if Takeshi had only evaluated his strength after one punch. If this was how everyone treated him then they were all going to see his fury. He was not a stupid little kid who could be made all giddy and proud over managing to get a few punches in. Throwing Takeshi over he ended with a slam, releasing him and narrowing his eyes at his complaining. “It’s nothing to do with your little nuisances! You think I waited this long only to throw a few punches and be done with it??” he growled as he turned around to face him, raising his fists, “If you didn’t want to do this, then you should never had asked for this!”

Takeshi was the one who wanted to fight him so whether he liked it or not he was getting a fight. To bail out so early was an insult to him, as if it wasn’t hard enough to find a serious training session where he wasn’t going to be made a fool of. Waiting for Takeshi to come at him again he glared at him as he was circled before throwing his paws around once Takeshi bolted at him, managing to smack Takeshi’s right punch before going for his left, seeing his leg come up only to retaliate with his own kick upwards. “I few swings have proved nothing! Since when has that ever counted towards true strength? Since when does that ever matter??” Deciding on an attack of his own he immediately started swinging his arms around wildly as he only grew angry. “It is always the same with you! You are always so selfish! All you care about is your own strength! If you can be matched, you quit immediately!”
Viral had about enough of Takeshi with that remark and even as he tried to take it back it was way too late. He had managed to take a swipe at his feelings and managed to hit the worst spot possible. It was bad enough that both Aito and Vegeta did it, but now that Takeshi recognised it he managed to completely tick him off. Throwing in a lot into his next few hits he completely disregard anything that Takeshi might dish out while he was going in, managing to give Takeshi a fair good pounding at before he went down. Staring at him he kept his fist clenched, growling lowly as Takeshi only managed to complain and sound obnoxious. Typical of him, it wasn’t as if he had been fighting for that long and already he was complaining. “You talk too much…”

Viral wasn’t pleased with how long Takeshi was staying on the ground for, staring at him as if expecting he was simply going to stay on the ground for the rest of the fight. He wasn’t finished with him yet, they only had a few rounds and it was hardly anything at this point. Watching Takeshi as he got back up to his feet he glared at him as if expecting him to start fighting back the moment he stopped talking. He was hardly in the right position to be saying he was the one who was holding back, it was Takeshi who could use Ki and Viral knew well enough that everyone who would fight against him for real would use Ki to gain an advantage, even if he didn’t have any himself. Raising his fists momentarily he twitched when Takeshi decided to call quits already, finding it down right insulting that he would ever do such a thing. It was as if he thought he couldn’t handle anymore, as if that was all he had in him. Staring at him he looked down at Takeshi’s fist, looking back to Takeshi before giving him an angry glare. “You get hit a few times and immediately call it quits??” he glared at him, making a grab at Takeshi’s fist to toss him over shoulder, “Do you know how long I’ve waited and you’re already blowing me off!!”
Cecil felt so confused, he didn’t know whether this was his destiny. If he was supposed to do this fighting stuff with them then how was he supposed to stop himself from trying to kill others if things got too rough? He was surely in trouble now, if he grew into too much of a killer he would only end up risking his friendship with these people even more. Nobody wanted to be around a man like Remus, nevermind a robot that was fully capable of great destruction like that. It made him feel pretty sad that he might end up doomed to a life of nothingness if he scared them off, especially after finding out how important it was to have friends. Even Ethan didn’t really know how to answer him, only making the remark that he could be a protecting Machina. “But…when I attacked that creature I really wanted it dead, like I was using it as practice before getting to the river man”, he spoke slowly, feeling a little low power now that he had stopped fighting, “Is it possible for someone like me to get stronger through practice…?”

He really didn’t know what he was supposed to do or feel about this situation, only that he had to probably keep going and see what might happen in the future. He didn’t know how long he could last, but it couldn’t be too long if he had managed to freak out and nearly attack Nymira with a fairly aggressive attack only managing to lead to this. If he kept going down the route he was going he would probably do more than shoot out electricity in quick bursts. Looking to Amuné at the mention of caring about him he could only stare at her in confusion, not fully understanding what such a thing meant. Maybe they liked having the fire power behind them, but otherwise he didn’t think he had contributed much to warrant them wanting to care about him like another person might want to care for a living being. Staring at Amuné and Nymira as they talked together he only found himself confused over that too, not really understanding why it was a negative. “I don’t think I’m a Magi. Someone made me like this, after all”, he spoke, slowly rolling over onto his side, “I need to power down until the sun comes up. I need solar energy after that…”
Viral was dazed and unable to think straight for just the moment it took for him to get back up to his feet, not feeling ready to go in with another attack that might end up being completely whiffed and causing him to only look like a fool. That was a dirty move Takeshi pulled off, it could had easily set something off and yet he still took the risk. Managing to find his feet again he raised his fists, giving Takeshi a glaring at when he spoke like he might as well had been Vegeta. Watching as Takeshi came right back in again he growled before he moved one way to avoid the punch before raising his arm to block the kick. “I am not careless!!” he suddenly shouted, throwing himself forward no matter the circumstances as he was very quickly throwing his fists at Takeshi in some sort of furious rage with very little care taken.

T’charrl didn’t really know what he could do other than jump on them if things got bad, seeing how he was only really good at being violent. Telling them to stop would probably annoy them more than anything. He did have a fairly soft voice that was probably more annoying than anything, seeing how annoyed the other guy was at his voice. So far it seemed to be going okay, but Viral was getting awfully angry at Takeshi. “Are you sure it’s all okay? Viral seems awfully mad. I’m sure you can feel that too, right?” He didn’t know if he was supposed to say something to help ease the tension coming from June either, feeling how much she was worried as she remained pretty still. All this negative emotion was really getting to him, but even if he said something it wouldn’t ease their emotions.

Shu didn’t really know how much free time he had, seeing how he was very quickly becoming busy as everyone decided they wanted to see him for various things. There was Aito who might’ve forgotten about it and then there was Krom who wanted to train him and try to get his other form under control. He didn’t know how he was supposed to do so much and still feel okay about everything that was happening to him, seeing how a lot of it relied on his emotions. “Ooh! Yes maybe? I mean, I have many plans! Everybody wants to see Shu! Wants to see for all the…things little me has been doing and such…”
Viral wasn’t planning on making any sort of exception to Takeshi if only not deciding to use his claws as well. If he ended up doing that he would be in all sorts of trouble whether Takeshi was able to block them or not. Takeshi would probably tell Aito or Vegeta everything, he would probably gloat to everyone about it too. All he wanted to do was show he could manage, but it was already starting to look a little discouraging. Even when he was putting in a whole load of power into his attacks he was starting to feel like he couldn’t manage already, even as he winded Takeshi with a sneak attack. Glaring at Takeshi now that he had managed to get close again he raised his fist to drive it into Takeshi, but as he was quickly becoming unfocused he failed to notice Takeshi lifting his hands, his eyes going up to them momentarily before he was viciously clubbed in the head. He went straight down face first, becoming dazed by the impact. Groaning he tried to push himself up, staring at the ground before he climbed back up to his feet with raised fists, readying himself to go again.

T’charrl didn’t really know how he was supposed to deal with a situation like this where everything seemed so tense, especially when he was supposed to be the one that had to remain calm. He didn’t want people to be tense over something like this when it was essentially just them having a fight together to test their strengths. He didn’t want them to hurt each other too much, but it was inevitable considering they were wanting to fight each other so badly. Expressing his inability to help them if things turned back he looked up to Yumi when she touched his shoulder, frowning a little. “Are you certain? I guess they do listen to you more than they would listen to me”, he spoke, shaking his head, “I guess unless I change, then they’ll have to listen to me”.

Shu was trying to explain what he was saying and luckily Yumi knew what he was meaning, giving a smile that she did. He didn’t want to be wrong in case he got Takeshi and Viral in trouble, knowing he could make them sound like they were both horrible people. “Ooh! Yes! I don’t know what Mister Viral likes to do other than fighting so that is hard to think of”. He hadn’t really seen Viral do anything else, but he did remember Viral enjoyed hunting for them when he was leading them to the Dragonball locations. He didn’t see Viral as someone who has a lot of hobbies, but probably because he wasn’t able to explore many hobbies that he might like; then again, it wasn’t as if Shu was any better at that. “Ooh, not even sure what Shu likes to do other than fruit, play and fight. I don’t know many things people like to do! Only really know how to live”.
Viral was not having the same level of excitement Takeshi was having over this, finding it to be most annoying that he was even asking him to take part in this. There had been no questions before or seeing him earlier other than to see if he was getting better and this was just the reason for it. All Takeshi wanted to do was fight him and while it did manage to anger him greatly. He was hardly worth anything else to Takeshi and that was what really made him annoyed, knowing he was just going to be some personal trainer to Takeshi. If that was all that Takeshi thought then he was going to show just how stupid it was to think of him that way, throwing all he can into his attacks at this stage. Managing to strike Takeshi across the face he glared at him, seeing nothing to feel proud of. “Next time I’ll take off your head!” As Takeshi came back in for the offensive he immediately went back into trying to punch him down again, throwing his punches quickly but as a result was grabbed, his eyes only quickly going to his arm as he tried to pull it back before he was punched in the jaw. Stumbling back briefly he growled before going straight back into it with a series of kicks, going in low before throwing a punch.

T’charrl still didn’t really understand, giving her a good long staring at before looking down to the ground again, trying to get his head around it. He didn’t think there was anything wrong in them fighting together, seeing how they probably got something out of it other than a kick. “Something to prove? Oh, I see. I don’t how what their problems are, but so long as it doesn’t get too violent, right…?” He didn’t know what could happen if they were busy fighting each other like this but he hoped nothing bad would happen like some really bad violent turnout and one of them getting seriously hurt. He didn’t have the energy to be healing people and he would just be guilt ridden if he had to take someone else’s energy to do it like the last time. He didn’t know how to do it without changing and to change while trying to help them would be embarrassing.

Shu didn’t know how to explain Takeshi’s feelings towards fighting Viral, it was hard enough trying to explain what he meant half the time. He really didn’t have a fantastic grip on language skills, even though he knew many words, just not how to use them properly. “Umm well, Mister Viral not fight for long time, so…maybe Takeshi want to make him feel happy by fighting?” he spoke, moving onto scratch his head, “Mister Viral always say he was made for fight, so Takeshi want to fight so he feels good about fighting? Mister Viral been ill for so long he no really fight without going crazy like Shu does”.
Viral was sure he could do some real damage to Takeshi if he went completely all out, but that was where the problem lay. He knew it would be a bad idea for him to go all out in case something went horribly wrong and his condition was still lingering. It was highly possible that he would end up getting raged at by Aito and Vegeta for being so careless if something went wrong this far into his treatment. He was just so sick of it though, having to take crap like this from everyone as they continued to accuse him and call him weak and not as good as everyone else. Absolutely everyone was calling him weak and thinking he was so delicate and brittle. He didn’t want to go through with such a thing again, it was just completely demeaning. He wasn’t going to take it anymore, he was going to show them he was perfectly capable of looking after himself.

Staring Takeshi down at first he merely grunted at his claims, finding them to be a complete waste of time to listen to. He was not making it easier on him by claiming he was better without even trying to fight him. He saw no reason to believe Takeshi could beat him before he even fought, even if he was still weakened. “I see no reason to let you take me for a fool and let you think I will just let you roll over!” That was about it for him, he was going in to cause some real damage. Going in with a fair few fists being thrown he was angered that they were blocked, even his kick was blocked. This was just leading to flashbacks of Aito and Vegeta messing around with him, acting like his attacks were nothing. Growling angrily as he watched Takeshi he watched as he came right back, throwing his own punches. Using his arms to block Takeshi at first he soon glared at Takeshi, moving his arms before he started throwing punches at his attacking fists. “Don’t you dare think that will work with me!!” he growled, trying to meet Takeshi’s forceful punches while trying to throw in extra strength in his own, “I am stronger than you!”

T’charrl didn’t understand what he had did wrong, how he was being labelled along with Shu like this. Feeling a little confused he looked up at Yumi again when she tried to explain herself, frowning at her words before sighing. “Oh, I see. I don’t know what the alpha male is, though”, he spoke, staring down at the ground, “Maybe they just don’t like each other? I haven’t seen your friend Viral show any signs of being a friend of Takeshi’s and umm…the other way around too. I’ve not seen them act nice to each other except when that attack happened in the forest back home”.

“Mister Viral not been same since Saiyans took him, but he was not very happy even when we first met him”, Shu spoke up, scratching his chest quickly, “He sometimes laugh and smiled, but it always sound, umm…evil. He only really do that when he was beating people up and wrecking things”. He didn’t really know why that was but there was probably something else Viral found amusing sometimes, they just hadn’t seen it yet. “Maybe Takeshi want to make him happy? But Takeshi make Mister Viral angry too so I don’t know how that work. That all seem strange to Shu!”
© 2007-2024
BBCode Cheatsheet