Mogtaki

Dragon Ball: Legacy (Mogtaki and Vena Sera)

T’charrl was definitely trying and he was definitely wanting to get through all this, but he was worried he was going to get badly hurt and have his father worry about him in turn. It was probably going to happen a lot, but on the first day that would be pretty horrible. He wanted to get through the day with minimum injuries. “Five moons…? Yeah I don’t have that kind of time…” He only had a month’s worth and his hope was still on the fact that the others would still be on the same planet by the time he got back. Who knew what might happen during the time he was training and trying to get everything fixed up for himself, they could be off and away with no real way of knowing when they would be back again. He had so many worries, many of which didn’t even compare to being able to succeed. He just had to get tough with himself and tell himself that he could definitely do it if he tried hard enough, he had nothing to be afraid of.

Bracing himself again he held onto the ground hard with his feet, his claws clutching the stone as well as he could. One thing he didn’t want to do is flatten Haku as well, so there was that issue as well. He was still a pretty tall Kaesstrian compared to Haku, even if he was very light compared to him at the same time it would still hurt him to be suddenly slammed into. Frowning briefly when Haku expressed concern for just a moment before the wind suddenly burst down the chasm. Gasping only briefly he had his breath knocked right out of him, bracing himself like his father had told him as he shut his eyes. He really hoped he wasn’t going to fall this time, he needed to show he was strong enough to take it; however, before he even knew it the gust was over again and he nearly fell forward as a result. Looking up again he looked a little confused, giving his father a quick before to Haku, feeling confused at his gesture. “I-I did, huh…” he spoke slowly before looking at his own set of claws, holding them up in the same way Haku did, “I’ll get it! I will get it…I just…need to catch my breath. How much more of this…? It really hurts my chest…”

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Krom didn’t care about Takeshi’s words, they were more amusing than annoying at this point. The guy couldn’t do anything to him, even if he wanted to. The kid wasn’t as strong as he thought he was, especially when it was out of spite. Despite everything that had happened between them all he was going to be the bigger man and keep to his task, knowing it was more important than punching Takeshi in the face. “You? Kill me? That’d be funny and incredibly bad for you. What would your brother think…? I don’t think the rebels will like that too much either. They don’t particularly like the murders of valuable prisoners, do they?” It was all pretty amusing. Despite his position in this place he was the one with the advantage. Nobody could touch him, nobody was allowed to touch him and he wasn’t particularly wanting to touch any of them either. Getting to the training rooms he paused for a moment when he spotted someone wearing what looked like Takeshi’s typical clothing nearby, entering the nearby room. Well that was a little weird, he was certainly a little curious now. That was pretty annoying, everyone already knew he was going to be around, they usually avoided him at all costs. “Tch! Who was that? Your little friend…?” he questioned Takeshi, looking over his shoulder, “Maybe a fan of yours? Looked like a bedroom raider to me!”

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Viral was pretty fed up with Aito and his little plans. What was the point of this? What were they waiting for? Aito wasn’t going to tell him much, he rarely did nevermind rarely talked to him. “Hmph, Vegeta? Talking here…” Of course that was the plan, but he didn’t exactly feel insulted despite that being the plan. A punching bag probably wouldn’t had been sufficient, although he was surprised that Vegeta had even agreed to this as well. That guy was always so busy with absolutely everything, even when he was away from Capsule Corp. Speaking of Vegeta it wasn’t long before he showed himself, but staring at Vegeta he wondered if he ever had done anything like this before. He was dressed pretty terribly, what was worse was he recognised those clothes too. He looked pretty ridiculous, but definitely showed that Vegeta never cared much about fighting despite the power he had himself.

This was already ridiculous, Vegeta would never willingly do something like this. A little chat? Please, that was hardly what this was going to be. What he was curious about was whether it was mentioned that Vegeta had been mentioned in the little chat he had earlier with Aito or if Vegeta was Aito’s first idea when it comes to a sparring partner. Looking to Aito slowly he narrowed his gaze before looking to Vegeta, hearing it was actually his idea instead. So that was a surprise, but blow off steam? So either it was Vegeta actually being honest and willing to listen to him for once or simply using it as an opportunity to train himself as well. Who knew how either of them thought, they never really gave him any clues to how they really thought. Staring at Vegeta as he stretched himself he slowly shifted his foot to the side, feeling pretty suspicious of his intent. “You falling out of practice? Hmph, you hardly care if you are, you damn bookworm”, he grunted before immediately moving to punch Vegeta, “I’m not here for your amusement!”

Adelon: Steeling the Faith [Open!]

Took me a while because I'm stuck in filler territory mostly with my posts. Trying, though!

Adelon: Steeling the Faith [Open!]

Kensen was pretty chill, he wasn’t going to get mad if they were going to take their time eating. He wouldn’t call himself lazy, he just didn’t much care about forcing objectives on others when it meant he could skip out on working too. They were still going to get the same length of training in the end, it wasn’t as if this was all going to get a shorter training session in the end. He may be very lax but he wasn’t going to be irresponsible and not do his duties. He would never be in the position he was now if he was a slacker. Having the idea of food before training was fair enough for him and he was going to allow them to eat something when he was a bit hungry himself. He didn’t see himself moving much in this training to start, they could barely control the direction their magic went in nevermind use it on someone else. That would be funny, them hitting him with their magical abilities.

Letting them get on with their own little chatter he sorted himself out once they got to the humble little joint, not caring if the others might complain about it. So long as they had money it would be fine, otherwise if they did not they would have to owe the group more than just the debt they had to pay for them repairing their Machina. With the thought mainly on his food he was quick to get to the front, minding his own business when Nymira seemed to had squeezed herself in right near him as well. With a look down at her momentarily he soon looked away again, frowning. He didn’t really want her to be so close, he knew why she would be too. She was just going to try talking him out of staying here again, probably because she was angry she wasn’t getting her own way.

Tilting his head back when she finally decided to speak he slowly lowered his head again, feeling annoyed already even though a question hadn’t been asked at that moment. She was pretty persistent, that was for sure. He did wonder if she had met any other Dimurans outside her own territory too. They were out there, she just didn’t seem to care that much about finding them because they probably weren’t from her Clan. Looking to her with some degree of irritation in his face he questioned just whether she really was that dense about other cultures and ways people live and survive. “Hmm. How very insensitive of you, Princess…” he sighed, looking away again, “Just because they’re not all warriors means they’re useless. You should be more sensitive to different ways of living if you’re supposed to be doing stuff in this kingdom, seeing how you’re wandering around here in the first place. The Church stuff doesn’t affect most of the population here, so why should they have to worry about something that won’t hurt them? There’s not many Magi around, anymore…”

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Cecil just wanted to know what he was and how he was supposed to fit in, but Amuné was constantly trying to confuse him with her own ideals. A combat Machina with emotions, just how was that supposed to be useful? He could get frightened in battle and retreat, so surely he wasn’t made for that kind of thing. Why was he so aware of his existence? Where did it all start and why did he feel the need to flee from his point of origin rather than face it head on? Hearing Amuné being so insistent on him being considered a person was just causing him to question everything even more. Maybe it was time to just shut up about it. Everybody had moved on since then and were all minding their own business so he shouldn’t be dwelling on it.

He didn’t care much for Gage’s response either. That guy just looked like a horrible person and while he knew he shouldn’t judge people by their looks he just looked like he wanted to be considered one by others and act like it too. Of course he would be one to be hunted all the time, he looked like he had something to hide that others would want. Whatever though, he was probably just saying what everyone was actually thinking as well anyway. “Fine…I won’t say anything! I wasn’t going to say anything to anyone, anyway”. This whole journey was about him trying to find his place among these people, but if nobody cared enough to get angry at him when he spoke about it then there was no need to continue with it. What was he supposed to do now then? Quit trying to find answers? Whatever though, he was likely not going in the right direction to find them knowing his luck.

Once they arrived at the workshop again he stared at Norman once he showed himself before to the workshop, frowning a little. This was going to be a disaster no matter what they were going to do, he just knew it. What if he was set off again and accidentally killed Norman? That was certainly worrying but as Gage said he shouldn’t talk about it being a possibility. Just what was he supposed to think about? He had no other hopes or worries unless hoping he wouldn’t kill somebody again counted. What did living beings do when they didn’t want to find answers? They consumed a lot and shut themselves down at night a lot, those were two things. What were the others doing just now? They said something about food so that came under consuming. How was he supposed to be more like them if he did neither of those things?

This was so confusing to him. Everybody had their end goals but his was nowhere to be found and annoying people. He did think of the end results if he asked Norman to remove the crystal from his chest, if that could be considered a goal. If that was removed then those men probably wouldn’t try to chase after him, so maybe that was a good goal to have. Without it he could go back to doing something, he wasn’t sure what. Maybe he could also ask what his type of Machina were capable of doing, at least something that wasn’t destructive and going to kill people. Maybe lifting things, but what? Definitely not anything in the workshop, all the things in there looked pretty settled on where they needed to be. There had to be something a Machina could do, at least one like him. Sighing lightly to himself he found he hadn’t really been paying much attention to what was actually going on and instead gasped when something was fired. That was just startling and certainly brought him out of his thought process. Shaking his head he slowly moved away, mostly wondering why he was standing around while all this was going on.

Dragon Ball: Legacy (Mogtaki and Vena Sera)

T’charrl didn’t really know what had happened and was rather where he was once he hit the ground, finding himself momentarily dazed by the impact and suddenness of it all. He thought he was doing pretty alright for what it was worth, but turns out he was just prolonging the inevitable and was heading towards collapse eventually. Shaking off the dizziness as his father came to help he stared up at him, raising a claw to grab hold onto his father with. This was only the second go and he was already finding it hard to cope, who knew how he might do further down the line. Coming back up to his feet he slowly rubbed his head as he tried to work around what had just happened. “I-I’ll try not to…really…” he sighed, feeling a bit sore after that but not willing to let it put him down. He understood that it was an unusual thing for them to be standing up against the wind like this, usually they rode on it rather than trying to fight it. “I know…I’m trying, I swear! I’ll try to learn how to fly like that too…without Ki and my abilities!”

Feeling a little sad that his father wasn’t going to let him try on his own he simply resigned himself to that fact and thought best to continue on as he was, just with his father and Haku trying to help him. He probably should try by himself, but he had already fallen once and would probably fall again if he tried to push himself too hard. “I don’t know if the issue is me being a bit light compared to others…” He was trying to face the wind correctly, but it wasn’t working too well for him in the end. He wasn’t going to be stubborn and turn down his father’s and Haku’s help, he wasn’t that kind of person. Lowering his body into the same stance as his father he shifted his feet, feeling unsure as to how this might help when he had a fair bit of fluff that would also get caught in the wind. “Okay…okay, I think I’m ready! I’ll try my best…”

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Krom simply waved his hand at Takeshi, caring very little about what he had to say. “Yeah, yeah, yeah. Just don’t hurt yourself too much trying to think about the reasons why. I know you have an awfully hard time with intelligent thought…” It was already known why he was there, he shouldn’t need to keep explaining it to Takeshi over and over again just because he was too stupid to understand what it meant to have to do something like this. He was just an idiot child from an even bigger idiot. At least Shu had an excuse, Takeshi didn’t. Now that he considered it, Shu was looking like he was in quite a strong mood but one that appeared to had started long before he was even told he should still train them today. Maybe that’s why the instruction to not let him do the usual training had been given to him, but that was none of his business. “Didn’t your mother teach you manners? Oh wait!” he spoke before turning to leave again, “Now hurry up and stop being a little idiot so we can get to this training thing. Sure would be bad if you slacked off so much that you ended up dead next battle…”

Shu let out a huff, slowly shifting out of his seat and sliding onto the floor. “Stop being dummy, just go…” he muttered as he straightened his baggy clothing before slowly moving to walk out. Takeshi was just picking a fight because he saw himself as superior and got all big headed about it, not that he actually cared much that it was Krom. It was only because of the whole restriction they had with how they should handle Krom was Takeshi expressing his distaste for the man through insults that were all in all pointless. All he was doing was holding them up anyway and that wasn’t going to do them much good if only make the training session shorter, even if he was going to be doing something completely different from the usual stuff today because he hurt himself and everyone thought he was soft and brittle because of it.

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It had been only a short while since all the chatting was done and the topic had moved on to having to talk to Vegeta, except this was going to take place elsewhere instead. Viral didn’t care at all, he was already feeling angry over everything he had been told and was simply doubting his own abilities even more. His purpose had been unclear since the beginning and now it was even more so with his mind being sent away to ‘he was simply made as a challenge to Aito and then passed on to be a babysitter’. He was angry at a number of things now and feeling disappointed in himself, left with more questions than answers after all that. Aito had decided to take him along to the training room, probably because he expected things to get bad, or maybe it was because he was juggling jobs again and was supposed to be doing something else other than this. Probably because this whole thing wasn’t on his list of things to do in the first place and he had other plans. He wouldn’t put it past him at all, he was just that kind of person. This was supposed to be ‘good’ for him, but all it was doing was building up resentment for Aito. Just what was he supposed to be doing now, anyway? He could’ve talked to Vegeta anywhere else, it wasn’t as if he was going to find somebody who would willingly train with him here either. “This is a waste of time. I regret even mentioning you told me you’d help me…”

Legend of Zelda: Templar Ascension

I'm fine with whatever, honestly! I don't use Facebook though and I'm afk most of the time on Discord, but Discord is probably the place I'll catch messages too when comparing lol

Germany sounds good though! Less stress for sure.

Dragon Ball: Legacy (Mogtaki and Vena Sera)

There was no question about it that T’charrl was nervous about the upcoming challenges he would be facing, especially when this was supposed to be going on for a month. While he was aware that today was more of a trial run to see if he could withstand the pressures he couldn’t help but feel too brittle for these sorts of things. Maybe he should’ve tried to concentrate on planting his feet more when training elsewhere, but then again all the places he tried to train in had flat floors that he couldn’t curl his claws into. He had to try and trust himself, but it was hard when that was just the first test and he nearly fell if it didn’t stop. It was rather stressful, but he hoped he could make his father proud and actually make some suitable progress without failing completely. It wasn’t his first time training, he had trained a lot when he was growing up, but this was definitely the most different and most dangerous. It felt like he was learning to fly all over again.

As his father attempted to make him feel proud he lowered his head, feeling all sorts of embarrassed especially with all this being said around Haku. “Ohhh, please…” he spoke lowly, hiding his cheeks behind his claws, “I won’t falter, I’ll try not to! Really, I’ll try my best. I don’t want to live like this all the time, after all…” He was worried he would disappoint everyone if he didn’t try as hard as possible to do this, all that time and effort would be wasted. Looking back to his father he slowly nodded, looking to the chasm. “I am a soldier! I know I am! I can do this…” All he had to do was stand in the chasm and take the force of the wind, it shouldn’t be too hard after doing it already. Getting ready both mentally and physically he let out a sigh, slowly moving into the chasm and immediately having to brace himself as the wind didn’t let up. He had to hold his own to show his father he was capable, but he was already feeling his feet being pushed back. The previous blast of wind he took had managed to weaken him more than he thought, but he had to try. He probably looked stupid doing this, even if it was important. Holding his ground he thought he had it, but with one sudden strong gust his feet slipped out from under him causing him to fall onto his back with a sudden thump.

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Shu was just getting beyond frustrated now. Nobody even tried to understand him most of the time even when he was trying hard to focus on the words he was speaking. Growling lowly he eventually threw his arms up before folding them hastily, looking away from Takeshi again. “Don’t care! No to care on that!” He was pretty huffy now, he wasn’t going to get his way anytime soon with the conclusion always being brought right back to the fact that he was not very good at control. Maybe that’s why they constantly treated him like he was weak and brittle, they were all scared of what he was capable of turning into. None of this was making him feel great, Takeshi didn’t even know what he was doing wrong and he couldn’t tell him exactly what was bugging him because he was too upset. Groaning lowly to himself he didn’t even look to the door when it opened, nor did he bother to get up off his seat. He knew who it was, he just didn’t care much.

Krom was all used to this kind of behaviour from Takeshi and quite frankly he didn’t care. It was always the same from him and even if he tried to make fun of him in his odd ways he held very little care towards his words. He was an adult, Takeshi just wasn’t going to cut as one anytime soon. Since Aito was busy elsewhere and still in a mood he was being monitored though other methods despite showing he wasn’t going to bail anytime soon. He had more important things to do than run on back to Kortal because he was fed up with the Princes. “Do you sit in your room trying to come up with insults? Kind of sad if you ask me”, he sighed, hardly showing any care and almost looking lazy about today’s activities, “Since your brother is still recovering from a head injury he’s not going to be doing too many physical activities, at least not until next lesson. Isn’t that just spiffy, though…? You won’t have to wet yourself over your brother getting mean on you! He already looks moody with you, anyway. As a result he’ll be meditating and you’ll be doing a ‘standard’ workout…or rather twice the workout you usually do! Lots of laps, lots of push-ups, lots of lifting all one after the other…”

Adelon: Steeling the Faith [Open!]

Hopefully Norman has an answer for Cecil! Maybe soon?

Yeah it's funny how fast it was at the start and since the boat it's been maybe 3 days with 2 of those days Cecil's spent awake? Zander was barely around for a day when you think about it haha

Dragon Ball: Legacy (Mogtaki and Vena Sera)

That wind just felt like hell to him, but at least he managed to hold his ground while it tried to knock him down. He didn’t know how he was supposed to get on with the rest of the challenges if that was the starter challenge, probably face great injuries in the future even if he tried to be careful and show how strong he was. Staring at his father he sighed lightly, rubbing his stomach a little as he tried to feel out for any pressure that might still be bothering his body from that burst of wind. “Oh right…still got to try and fly…” he muttered before sighing, his eyes staring down at the ground for a moment before looking up as his father placed his hand on his head. He didn’t really know how to respond to something like that, he never did feel powerful and didn’t know how his father was measuring his power and what it was based on. Soon enough his father made it clearer that he was basing this on: some level of determination that he had instead of strength. “I mean…I guess it hasn’t changed. I still plan on going all the way through with this”, he spoke lowly, lowering his gaze as he thought about it, “I don’t plan on giving up, I really need this. I guess…maybe that makes me strong, I just…need to get stronger in the other way. What else should I do…?”

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Shu didn’t see any problem with Master Roshi still knowing some stuff, he was pretty wise and certainly had more combat experience than he did so he was probably pretty experienced in teaching someone like him too. It just wasn’t right to say one of their own teachers wasn’t suited for teaching them still, there was always lessons to be learned no matter the other’s strength. Feeling pretty huffy with Takeshi’s choice of words he was met with Takeshi getting all annoyed at his annoyance, folding his arms tighter in response. It was even worse that Takeshi was telling him to ‘get over it’, like it was no big deal because he wasn’t the one who had been receiving this treatment for so long. Groaning lowly he continued to not meet Takeshi’s eyes with his, not wanting to be this angry himself but he couldn’t get out of the mood. “Get over-every people do it all the time!” he squeaked angrily, throwing his arms up momentarily before promptly folding them again, “Always the thinking Shu is weak!” Not particularly in a good mood he let out a snort at Takeshi’s offer, almost bouncing out of his seat at the same time. “Fighting no make the happy! You just stand and the hitting and pretend it strong! Feel strong no make the happy! Oooohhh…the no happy make the speaky bad…no speak good when mad…”

Adelon: Steeling the Faith [Open!]

@PascalIt's only been maybe 2 days-ish in RP time for Cecil, roughly. We actually have plans but it's taking a while to get to them because of sudden plot ideas.

Adelon: Steeling the Faith [Open!]

@PascalThere be stuff only me and Vena know about and it's mostly due to how he doesn't recall where he was built, has people hunting him down, has been viciously told off for killing people (brutally), realising he can't fit in with people because of all these things as well as having seen normal Machina and watched how they were brutally destroyed without care lol

He's uhh, got a lot of problems going on that aren't quite being resolved and the pressure's really getting to him D: