King for a day, Nam and Zach gravity training

[Zach]

Everything was going perfectly, with every devastating impact of his knee into Nam’s stomach, Zach could feel the fight swinging further and further to his favor. His grip on the other boy’s head was firm and unyielding as he drove his fifth knee forward and then the world exploded, figuratively of course. Zach was caught completely off guard when the other boy’s fist exploded into his solar plexus. Not only were his abs not tense, but they wouldn’t have offered any protection against such a blow. Nam’s fist sink easily through the most sensitive part of his body, blasting his liver and stomach with unbelievable strength as it plunged almost to his spine.

“Uuuuuuugh!!!...” the blonde boy gasped out as a mouthful of saliva exploded from him along with every molecule of air he’d breathed for the last year. Zach’s eyes went wide as his aura vanished, his body visibly deflated and he hunched forward over Nam’s intruding fist. His arms fell lifelessly away from the back of his opponent’s head and his world was still nothing but an explosion of color and impossible pain when Nam grabbed his neck in return.

“Booof…”

The boy landed his knee without contest and Zach went flying backwards, landing on his back with a sickening thud. His arms dropped out to either side as blood started to trickle out of his nose and his eyes remained wide, a shocked expression frozen on his face. It took Zach’s body several moments before the nerves in the solar plexus got over the trauma and his chest finally started to move again and that time the blonde had lost a lot of his color. It was about now the strength consuming ache erupted throughout his guts once more and if Zach had been a lesser man he probably would have rolled over and curled up into a ball holding his stomach.

Instead the teen’s aura slowly started to flare up, he poured the last of his energy into ascending back into his transformed state. Rage was the only thing keeping him going now. In fact the boy was in such bad a shape, he would probably end up passing out from lack of oxygen with just a few more punches to his middle. He wasn’t thinking about that though, all he could think about was jumping on Nam and pounding that imagined sneer off of his face. His arms came back to life a few moments later, his fists clenching and then loosening up as he took in his surroundings and realized his was on his back. Wish what was left of his strength quickly evaporating, Zach pushed with everything he had and climbed back to his feet. He wasn’t even in a stance any more, just standing, barely, his shoulders visibly slouched, arms dangling and nose trickling blood as he breathed, short, stilted and desperate breaths.

[Nam Reikonaga]

Nam's eyes widened as he saw the blood going down Zach's nose, he began to wonder if he had gone a bit too far; then again, only an idiot would think a knee in the face wasn’t capable of such injuries. Suddenly, Zach’s power began to rise again. Nam was surprised that he could still go on, but Zach was pushing himself. Is he nuts? He can’t keep fighting… he thought. Nam was still standing as he was, taking deep breathes, trying to recover. He couldn’t believe the shirtless wonder was going to continue. Nam remembered the feeling of his abdomen. It was as soft as a marshmallow.

But the blond man’s power suddenly dropped and with it the body. Nam could remember himself trying the same thing during the tournament. Nam was on the ground in the moist grass, Zach had given his back to him, concluding his victory; but Nam was still conscious and he was going to keep fighting. That was the plan, but as he lifted his single hand and began to whisper the syllables of his Kamehameha Wave, the half-saiyan blacked out. This was exactly the same thing. Zach stood up with the resolution of winning, but his body gave in.

It’s over… he thought, breathing heavily and lowering his defense. It was evident that Zach had reached his limit, this experience rose Nam’s belief in his Kaioken technique. It was true that it was a very limited method, but in the end, its power was proven in battle as it only took one hit in the solar plexus to bring his rival down –the knee in the face was probably over board, or perhaps it was exactly what ended the fight.

Nam began to walk towards the controls of the gravity machine, he didn’t know how to work it, but he imagined it would have a big red button saying “OFF”. As he began to turn though, he heard the sound of movement, and his peripheral vision detected it too. Nam glanced back at the fallen human, only to see him struggling to his feet once again. Incredible… but Nam couldn’t bring himself to continue the fight. “Zach… I think we should call it a draw, seriously, you’re in no condition to keep going…” although Nam said this, he knew his old friend would disregard his advice. Nam would have to knock Zach out before the fight ends, but he waited for him to make the first move. Just in case his body gave in and saved him from another strike.

The half-saiyan turned to face his prideful friend, willing to grant his wish to continue, half-heartedly.

[Zach]

With his chest heaving and his body belching out the last vestiges of his power in the form of his wildly fluctuating aura, Zach ignored Nam’s advice. One of them was going to get knocked out, here and now. Clenching his fists tightly, Zach roared with what breath he had and lunged at Nam. Drawing his left fist back, the blonde boy threw every last bit of his physical strength into a titanic punch aimed strait for Nam’s face. He couldn’t imagine anything but complete victory. That illusionary slug façade would be wiped clean by a bloody nose and unconsciousness and he will have finally proven that they wouldn’t leave him behind.

Zach’s anger was truly a terrifying thing. Any other fighter in his condition would have dropped back to the floor and given up, but the boy would not stop until his body refused to take any more. Weights and gravity be damned, his rage had turned what was to be a friendly bout into a person battle, at least for him and he was going to make sure those who had offended him would pay. The fatherly image of Kami was gone, replaced by a conniving, scheming worm trying to undermine him and he would punish him by defeating his new champion.

[Nam Reikonaga]

Nam tensed up as his blond rival charged at him once again. His mind began to race about how he should act about it, Nam didn’t want to continue hurting his friend, and he didn’t understand why Zach was so determined to keep on fighting. It was just a spar after all. The half-saiyan stared at the man’s flushed face as it made its way, puzzled, trying to figure it out. Perhaps, Nam did go too far and the blond man was now furious because of it.

Nam cocked back his right hand and clenched it into a fist, preparing to thrust. Still unsure about what he was going to do, but at the very last second, the half-saiyan fell to his left knee and extended his left arm to support him. Zach’s thrust going overhead. To him, it probably seemed like a swift evasion, like last time when Nam used the gravity to his advantage; but the truth was, his legs had shaken and collapsed as he feared, evading the attack in the process.

The half-saiyan took a moment to brace himself, and with legs still shaking, he propelled himself towards Zach's midsection with a right fist uppercut; with the intention of ending the battle once and for all, along with a lengthy roar. “HRRRAAAAGH!!”

After the attack, Nam attempted to stay a foot, but his legs shook violently and to both knees he dropped with his hands laid in front for support. Nam began to cough, while sweat dripped from his face and puddled the floor beneath. Breathing desperately and trying to recover his strength. He wanted to let himself lay to the ground, but he wasn’t going to let himself until he was sure his opponent was down for the count.

[Zach]

Barreling at Nam as fast as the last of the strength in his legs to take him, Zach launched the first that was to end the fight right at the other boy’s face. The shot was perfect, his fist was right on target, the only problem was the target was suddenly gone. ‘What?! No!’ Zach screamed in his head as he overshot the mark. The blonde could do nothing to respond now, he’d thrown everything into his forward momentum, counting on his impact with Nam to stop him from going through the wall. He did impact with Nam though, it just wasn’t his fast that made contact.

Zach’s body jackknifed as Nam buried his arm into the blonde teen’s gut. It didn’t just sink to the wrist, but half way up Nam’s fore arm. There was a hard impact inside his body as the other boy’s fist met his spine. Had the scene been a cartoon, Zach’s back would have had a lump sticking out where Nam’s fist pushed through. Instead the boy’s body was simply folded over the other’s fist, quivering. Another mouthful of spit ejected from Zach’s mouth, his lungs completely seized up and the lack of oxygen started to take it’s toll. The blonde’s aura vanished once more, his strength completely spent and as Nam pulled his arm away, Zach would collapse to his knees next to him. His face was once again frozen in shock although it was slowly shifting to a dull listless expressing as with his strength, his consciousness evaporated as well.

A moment or two after dropping to his knees, Zach rolled to his side, opposite Nam and then onto his back. His eyes glazed over and as consciousness was leaving him, his only thoughts were to get up and keep fighting. He couldn’t let this happen. Then resignation settled in and his thoughts shifted. If he couldn’t take Nam down this time, fine, let him have his win. He can be king for a day, but tomorrow he’d teach him who was boss. Another moment later and the boy’s eyes had closed, his sweat soaked and exhausted, prone form slipping into the serene blackness slumber beside his opponent.


{Topic concluded I’m guessing. Requesting power level increase. Heavy clothing and 10X gravity.}

[Nam Reikonaga]

Nam gazed under his arm behind him, watching his opponent slowly lose consciousness. This time Nam was positive it had ended. He loosened his body up with a sigh, letting go completely and dropped to his back inflating his lungs with as much air as possible in a constant rhythm. His arms were laid beside him and his legs spread apart, opposite to his adversary. The strand of hair fringed on his face drifted to the side of his face. Nam was so comfortable, regardless of all his bruises and injuries; he wasn’t sure about wanted to get up. He was considering sleeping under the increased gravity.

His left forearm was marked by Zach’s frontal attack and his abs let a burning sensation all around. He was glad he only had to use Kaioken once in the battle. The half-saiyan closed his eyes for a second, he could feel his eyes starting to drop and he began to search for a particular reason why he shouldn’t allow himself to sleep with his rival. He couldn’t think of any reason. Kami had released him to whatever training he desired and after such a fierce spar –which almost seemed like a one-sided quarrel for unknown reasons, he had to rest either way. Another reason he couldn’t help but point out was that it would also help his body adapt to the gravity in an effortless way by doing such ordinary things like sleeping.

It was settled; Nam allowed his body to rest on the cold plated floors and succumbed to his exhaustion. By the time Nam would wake up, he’d turn off the gravity and carry Zach to his bedroom where he could rest more comfortably. He was positive that he wouldn’t stay asleep longer than his rival. Nam couldn’t help but smile as he began to lose consciousness, it was a satisfying battle and they each gave their all without using ki based attacks –and to top it off, he was finally the victor. He was tired of beating small fries, but when it came to his social groups, he was always the weakest for some reason. He was always the worst player, worst anything. But this time; he felt like a king and he was determined to protect that new found confidence.

King for a day… for a day because the first… but not the last.

Nam would strive…

(Powerlevel + heavy weights (.75) + 10 times gravity.)

[Rensou Hiruen]

Jesus. Christ. Epic spar is epic, both if effort and scale. You guys painted a great picture here, and I'm going to award Zach with 8,000 PL, and Nam with 8,000 as well. I would have given Nam a bit of a lower number due to fighting a weaker opponent, but the way you showed how your character was disadvantaged due to weights and gravity, Nam, that was great work.

8,000 PL to each. Gravity and Weights go hard.