Post by chi on Jun 8, 2012 23:50:31 GMT -5
The mind is like that of a suitcase: if well-packed, it holds almost every thing; if ill-packed, next to nothing. This is a true statement to most humans yet dangerously so for Majins in more way then one. One of the most interesting aspects about Majins is their amorphous, shape-changing bodies that allow them to mold into and effectively dodge attacks, regenerate, absorb opponents, and liquify. For each Majin is its own being, Living to their own accord. Yet all Majins can be defined with 7 words.
Lechery; unrestrained and excessive indulgence of sensual desire, a feeling a Majin is overcome with far to often. Gluttony; gulping down or swallowing, excessive eating the over-indulgence and over-consumption of anything to the point of waste. A power yet only ranking third in the emotions of Majin most reoccurring sins. Greed; excessive or rapacious desire, especially for power and possessions. Sloth; habitual disinclination to exertion; indolence; laziness. Usually unnoticed by most this can be found in all Majin, though some so more noticeable signs than others. Wrath; fierce anger, vengeance and punishment out of the consequence of anger. One of the strongest and deadly feelings a Majin can ensue after angered. Envy; discontent and covetousness with regard to another's advantages. A Majin being over powered searches for the chance to control what it was not endowed with either subconsciously or consciously a Majin will strive for that power! Pride; high and inordinate opinion of one's own dignity, over importance, merit, and the feeling superiority over anything and everything. It's clear to see that once a person's mind and soul have enter into a Majin body their chance of over powering said Majin are slim at best. All these emotions and feelings arriving at the brain make it enter into activity, just as food falling into the stomach excites it to more abundant secretion of gastric juice. The mind of a lesser being could only except and forfeit their well to their new host.
People are ruled by their memories, like so as are Majin whom absorb those with a past. If dominance is in the mind and the mind is carried by ones memories, should that mean that the mind rules over that body? If one can with stand the emotional strain of which a Majin's thought process develops and intertwines with their own. Would that mean that their mind can control their host the said Majin? Meaning that the mind of the absorbed rules the body! Yet if the mind, that rules the body, ever so far forgets itself as to trample on its slave, the slave is never generous enough to forgive the injury, but will rise and smite the oppressor Giving rise to a greater evil that is Majin's new form.
It had been just a little over several weeks since the battle of the minds had ensued. The young Saiyan girl with a goal to bring peace to all in the galaxy with exceptional ability to heal rather than fight. Went up against a mindless Majin who had seem to have forgotten its way of life over the many year in which it had been locked up and sealed away. If this battle had taking place with any other Majin in their right state of mind this battle that still continued would have long since be complete. It was almost as though their was not one mind but two in a single vessel. Every thought every movement and gesture was a battle in it self. A mere smile or frown could go either way celebrating a different victor leaving everything to simple chance. It would seems to the outside world that this was nothing more that a being with mixed emotions or possibly an wildly over conscious thinker. Truly this was a disadvantage but with all downfalls there is an uprising to be found somewhere, one would just have to know where to look.
Hours before the body mass of thin toned yet blubbery dark violet strolled through the deadly life brimming forest filled with battle worn statuesque tree, that seemed to mock and tease all those whom were shaded by their majestic brownish emerald leaves of immense proportion. The Majin had been chin high in a sparking turquoise ocean. The reason being that one would be swimming in an inhabited ocean packed full of deadly creatures, would be that of a somewhat simplistic explanation. The mind Chisai wanted to fly to the next destination and Robata had strongly disagreed just for the sake of being the victory of yet another battle of the minds between the two. The clam ocean was in a state of uncertainty, The deadly sea was far to quiet up until the Jaws of a great ivory knife tailed shark rose from beneath the the waters surface. Robata wanted to attack the Shark fast and hard, yet Chisai waited to distance herself from the beast. Hitherto either ones will the plum colored humanoid had flew away gather distance while creating an attack that forced the shark to take cover under the blanket of the sea it had just emerged from. It seemed that the two only doubtlessly got along was when their life was on the line.
Once the purple fem-like identity reached dry ground it landed and traveled to the center of the forest due to each of the minds agreeing to a certain degree, One was in search, hoping to find a worthy opponent. The other was looking for a being of a more humanoid posture other than the beast that thrived in this area. The sound of a sinewy whistle rushed toward the back of the magically created being. thwack A javelin had been thrown in the Majin's area. Looking down at its femininity toned abdomen it noticed it had a thin whole right through the center. Return its Yellow eyed gaze back to the javelin that was now stuck in the bark of a tree that grow no more than a few centimeters in front of the Majin's body. Reaching for the javelin the violet being snatched the extra long throwing stick out of the tree. Jabbing the end that was just removed from the tree into the moist blueish-green grass carpet like ground in which the plum humanoid magically created being stood. Again the being was torn between the two feeling a bit resigned with fighting whoever had thrown the javelin and Kill any and all who approached without as much as a warning. The leaves of a few bushes shook as the Majin's electrifying tawny eyes focused of the bushes to its rear. Only mere moments had pasted out out popped a Tribal Saiyan. His skin was of a darker tone the that of an average Saiyan. He wore ripped up spandex pants which gave lead to the imagination that would only make a girls mind wonder. The plum colored cheeks of the Majin became slightly darker as the examining citron eye of the blushing being study more of the mans body. A feather crown rested on it head, leading one to believe he was the leader of a group. He then pounded his chest as dozens of males and females a little emerged from behind the bushed as though they were ready to pounce on the Majin that was now surround by 4 dozen Natives.
The darkened colored cheeks seemed to evaporate as though the humility had forced the Majin to sweat it off. The magic being had not and was still not effected by that heat. In fact the Purple being had not noticed it was warm until it gazed around watching sweat drops run down the forehead, neck and legs of the Native Tribal Saiyans. It was defendant that they were ready to fight 48 against one lone Majin. Quickly the Majin picked up the javelin it seemed as both minds were in compliance with each other, this was a fight and they were going to attack and defense seemed to be the option they had both chosen. Whoosh.....Swoosh the blade of the Javelin on which the Majin held over its female formed body with its right hand alone spun with tremendous force. The blade then came downward slicing into skin like like a knife through butter. The group of 48 eye opened wide as they could not believe what had just happened. The Majin had cut itself in half in front of the entire group. Quickly the plum colored body reformed as one as though nothing had happened at all. The leader and Chief of the tribe Looked deep into the eyes of the Majin as did the Majin into his. The Chef then nodded his head before turning around and disappearing back into the forest via the leave branches form the bushes hiding his path. One by one his followers followed suit. Until one One being remained, and that being was the dual minded Majin.
To be continued........
Lechery; unrestrained and excessive indulgence of sensual desire, a feeling a Majin is overcome with far to often. Gluttony; gulping down or swallowing, excessive eating the over-indulgence and over-consumption of anything to the point of waste. A power yet only ranking third in the emotions of Majin most reoccurring sins. Greed; excessive or rapacious desire, especially for power and possessions. Sloth; habitual disinclination to exertion; indolence; laziness. Usually unnoticed by most this can be found in all Majin, though some so more noticeable signs than others. Wrath; fierce anger, vengeance and punishment out of the consequence of anger. One of the strongest and deadly feelings a Majin can ensue after angered. Envy; discontent and covetousness with regard to another's advantages. A Majin being over powered searches for the chance to control what it was not endowed with either subconsciously or consciously a Majin will strive for that power! Pride; high and inordinate opinion of one's own dignity, over importance, merit, and the feeling superiority over anything and everything. It's clear to see that once a person's mind and soul have enter into a Majin body their chance of over powering said Majin are slim at best. All these emotions and feelings arriving at the brain make it enter into activity, just as food falling into the stomach excites it to more abundant secretion of gastric juice. The mind of a lesser being could only except and forfeit their well to their new host.
People are ruled by their memories, like so as are Majin whom absorb those with a past. If dominance is in the mind and the mind is carried by ones memories, should that mean that the mind rules over that body? If one can with stand the emotional strain of which a Majin's thought process develops and intertwines with their own. Would that mean that their mind can control their host the said Majin? Meaning that the mind of the absorbed rules the body! Yet if the mind, that rules the body, ever so far forgets itself as to trample on its slave, the slave is never generous enough to forgive the injury, but will rise and smite the oppressor Giving rise to a greater evil that is Majin's new form.
It had been just a little over several weeks since the battle of the minds had ensued. The young Saiyan girl with a goal to bring peace to all in the galaxy with exceptional ability to heal rather than fight. Went up against a mindless Majin who had seem to have forgotten its way of life over the many year in which it had been locked up and sealed away. If this battle had taking place with any other Majin in their right state of mind this battle that still continued would have long since be complete. It was almost as though their was not one mind but two in a single vessel. Every thought every movement and gesture was a battle in it self. A mere smile or frown could go either way celebrating a different victor leaving everything to simple chance. It would seems to the outside world that this was nothing more that a being with mixed emotions or possibly an wildly over conscious thinker. Truly this was a disadvantage but with all downfalls there is an uprising to be found somewhere, one would just have to know where to look.
Hours before the body mass of thin toned yet blubbery dark violet strolled through the deadly life brimming forest filled with battle worn statuesque tree, that seemed to mock and tease all those whom were shaded by their majestic brownish emerald leaves of immense proportion. The Majin had been chin high in a sparking turquoise ocean. The reason being that one would be swimming in an inhabited ocean packed full of deadly creatures, would be that of a somewhat simplistic explanation. The mind Chisai wanted to fly to the next destination and Robata had strongly disagreed just for the sake of being the victory of yet another battle of the minds between the two. The clam ocean was in a state of uncertainty, The deadly sea was far to quiet up until the Jaws of a great ivory knife tailed shark rose from beneath the the waters surface. Robata wanted to attack the Shark fast and hard, yet Chisai waited to distance herself from the beast. Hitherto either ones will the plum colored humanoid had flew away gather distance while creating an attack that forced the shark to take cover under the blanket of the sea it had just emerged from. It seemed that the two only doubtlessly got along was when their life was on the line.
Once the purple fem-like identity reached dry ground it landed and traveled to the center of the forest due to each of the minds agreeing to a certain degree, One was in search, hoping to find a worthy opponent. The other was looking for a being of a more humanoid posture other than the beast that thrived in this area. The sound of a sinewy whistle rushed toward the back of the magically created being. thwack A javelin had been thrown in the Majin's area. Looking down at its femininity toned abdomen it noticed it had a thin whole right through the center. Return its Yellow eyed gaze back to the javelin that was now stuck in the bark of a tree that grow no more than a few centimeters in front of the Majin's body. Reaching for the javelin the violet being snatched the extra long throwing stick out of the tree. Jabbing the end that was just removed from the tree into the moist blueish-green grass carpet like ground in which the plum humanoid magically created being stood. Again the being was torn between the two feeling a bit resigned with fighting whoever had thrown the javelin and Kill any and all who approached without as much as a warning. The leaves of a few bushes shook as the Majin's electrifying tawny eyes focused of the bushes to its rear. Only mere moments had pasted out out popped a Tribal Saiyan. His skin was of a darker tone the that of an average Saiyan. He wore ripped up spandex pants which gave lead to the imagination that would only make a girls mind wonder. The plum colored cheeks of the Majin became slightly darker as the examining citron eye of the blushing being study more of the mans body. A feather crown rested on it head, leading one to believe he was the leader of a group. He then pounded his chest as dozens of males and females a little emerged from behind the bushed as though they were ready to pounce on the Majin that was now surround by 4 dozen Natives.
The darkened colored cheeks seemed to evaporate as though the humility had forced the Majin to sweat it off. The magic being had not and was still not effected by that heat. In fact the Purple being had not noticed it was warm until it gazed around watching sweat drops run down the forehead, neck and legs of the Native Tribal Saiyans. It was defendant that they were ready to fight 48 against one lone Majin. Quickly the Majin picked up the javelin it seemed as both minds were in compliance with each other, this was a fight and they were going to attack and defense seemed to be the option they had both chosen. Whoosh.....Swoosh the blade of the Javelin on which the Majin held over its female formed body with its right hand alone spun with tremendous force. The blade then came downward slicing into skin like like a knife through butter. The group of 48 eye opened wide as they could not believe what had just happened. The Majin had cut itself in half in front of the entire group. Quickly the plum colored body reformed as one as though nothing had happened at all. The leader and Chief of the tribe Looked deep into the eyes of the Majin as did the Majin into his. The Chef then nodded his head before turning around and disappearing back into the forest via the leave branches form the bushes hiding his path. One by one his followers followed suit. Until one One being remained, and that being was the dual minded Majin.
To be continued........
