Post by Serori Yakedo-Satsumaimo on Nov 5, 2012 12:33:59 GMT -5
:Name: Komatsuna
:Race: Makaioshin
:Gender: Male
:Age: 27
:Aura color: Red, green, and yellow plaid. Nobody knows how he does it, not even him.
Opaque Black when transformed
:Appearance:
transformed:
:Techniques:
:Starting Planet: Vegeta
:History: A portal opened on the other side of reality, into Other World. Out of it fell, in slow motion, a Saiyan, who looked like he had just been kicked in the stomach, holding up a hand. On this hand, only one finger was raised, and he wasn't pointing, showing off his bling, or trying to be fancy.
The antigravity ended with a splutter, sparks shooting out of the robot's chest. "Forsooth, thine swift kick hath discomboltulated mine gravittdisqualifier, Caiusimo." Upon hearing his voice, Komatsuna looked down at his upper torso. He moved his hand up, and began pressing what would seem like randomly into his chest. Once satisfies, he spoke and took in his surroundings.
"Ah, yes, much better. Although my situation appears to be worsened. Where in all the Gods's names am I?" Komatsuna would soon find out the irony of this statement.
Having nothing better to do, the android reached for his sword, before remembering it was still in the sword school. With a curse he kicked the ground, before sitting down, cross legged. How could he have been so dumb to have gotten himself into this mess? "Whatever...I'll get back. Maybe I will be strong enough to rescue Serori from whatever danger she might be in...and then she will be impressed." But if I'm going to get any stronger, I will have to train, even here.
Dropping to the ground, he began with push up,, followed by situps, squats, jumping jacks, planks, and jogging, along with a plethora of other vigorous warmup exercises. When he was done he walked up to what looked like a sturdy tree, put both of his feet more than shoulder width, and squatted down into a solid attacking stance. He pulled both his hands back, and shot one out, striking the tree. Letting out a roar of pain, he sat turn, holding his hand, wincing in pain. He had practiced on trees before, and never had results like this. Then he remembered trying to attacking that demon that sent him here. He had tried to use his sword ki attack channeled through his hands. It had worked, to an extent. While hitting Caius, it had also backfired into Komatauna himself. This was going to make training much harder.
For what seemed like days, Komatsuna practiced this new technique, but with absolutely no success. Angered, he sat against the tree, arms and legs crossed. He was tired, and needed to rest. He had no way of telling time here, as time just didn't seem to pass, while at the same time it did. It addled his brain, and made him even angrier. Where was he, and what the hell was going on with time? Slowly, his mind slowed, until he was in a stasis, and his mind shut off.
Most of the electronics in his body had shut off, including his internal timer, with the kick from Caius. Thus it was that he was unable to tell the time, and remained in his off state for five years. On Earth and in the far reaches of space many important things happened, to many to recount. Komatsuna would miss all of these in the Otherworld, where nothing was happening in his vicinity. Nothing for five whole years. Komatsuna stayed there, cross-legged, as the tree he rested upon began growing. Roots and vines, leaves and branches began covering Komatsuna, absorbing him into the tree, until all that extruded was his face and knees. Even these were mostly covered in vines.
Nothing else happened. Until there was a disturbance in the space between Heaven and Hell. A daemon pulled himself through a rip in the fabric of space, to the place where Komatsuna rested. Its disfigured body looked like a mix between bird and man, purely evil. It saw the face of the Android in the tree, and grinned. Lurching over, the deamon touched Komatsuna's face, reading his memories. What he found was the want for power, power to win the love of an out-of-reach Saiyan. To become a master swordsman...yes, this one would be easy. It reached down to Komatsuna's forehead, pressing in what looked like random places. However, the daemon had also found how to turn Komatsuna's power core off idle, and in just a second, Komatsuna's eyes blinked open.
"W...where am I." It was a statement rather than a question. His voice hadn't been used in five years. He looked up at the disfigured apparition that was before him. "What in the seven hells are you."
"I..." The daemon's voice rasped, boomed, shaking the ground around them. "I am your key to your future."
"How...what do you mean."
The daemon grinned, showing nastily-pointed teeth. "I have seen your past, know your whims. I will grant your wish, to become powerful, the greatest swordsman, to win your love's heart."
Komatsuna's face remained still. He showed no emotions at the daemon's words. "Where am I, daemon."
"Why, you are in Otherworld. By what means you have been sent here, even I cannot guess."
"Can you get me out of here."
"Yes."
"Do I have to submit to your demands?"
"If you wish to get out of here."
Sighing, Komatsuna closed his eyes. "What are the consequences of accepting your...gifts."
"Consequences?" The daemon's face drew up in mock concern. "Why there are no consequences. I do this out of the...joy that I get out of helping others."
"You are fooling no one, daemon. What do I need to do to get back to Earth."
"Only accept me into your body. In this way, you will gain my power, my strength, my memory...and my mind. In return, I will grant you a body of flesh, a vessel for me. No negative repurcussions."
Komatsuna thought for a second. "Daemon, get me out of this tree that I may think clearer."
"As you wish." The daemon reached a claw hand through the tree like it was water, grabbed Komatsuna's chest, and pulled him out. Komatsuna stood.
"Daemon. I'm willing to take you on. But know this. Should you become a burden, I will exorcice you."
The daemon smiled evilly. "The contract is sealed already human, and you will find it hard to rid yourself of one such as me." He let out a raucous cackle. Komatsuna realised the mistake he had made, went to draw his sword, before remembering it was gone. With a curse, he threw up his barrier, and instilled ki into himself. "Vile one, you have tricked me!"
"It is not I who have tricked you, but you who have tricked yourself." The daemon's voice was a roar, the sky turning dark, wind howling; the damon's body expaned, wisping out like smoke before pouring into Komatsuna's body through his mouth. Komatsuna's screams were muffled as his body twisted and contorted, pieces of metal pushing themselve out of his skin with gushes of blood, his skin pushing itself back together. For what felt like hours Komatsuna's body did this, before stopping as suddenly as it had begun. He fell to his knees, gasping for breath.
'You see human, do you see what power you have now? Raise your hand in front of you.'
Komatsuna was forced to do as he was bidden, raising his hand. Slowly, he felt himself channeling ki into his hand, felt it exiting, and making a katana blade. With this, he slashed the air in front of him, revealing a shimmering portal, which he recognised as similar to what Caius had kicked him through.
'Now, Komatsuna...step through the gate.'
His feet moved of their own volition, standing him up straight, and walking through the gate.
He came out in the middle of the streets of Vegeta, in front of his old home.
:Items:
200x Zenie
2x Senzu Beans
1x One-Use Space Pod
Daemon Katana
:Race: Makaioshin
:Gender: Male
:Age: 27
:Aura color: Red, green, and yellow plaid. Nobody knows how he does it, not even him.
Opaque Black when transformed
:Appearance:
transformed:
:Techniques:
- Flight
- Barrier
- Blades of glory- Komatsuna swings his sword, sending a wave of ki energy towards the opponent, which deals damage
- Telekinesis
:Starting Planet: Vegeta
:History: A portal opened on the other side of reality, into Other World. Out of it fell, in slow motion, a Saiyan, who looked like he had just been kicked in the stomach, holding up a hand. On this hand, only one finger was raised, and he wasn't pointing, showing off his bling, or trying to be fancy.
The antigravity ended with a splutter, sparks shooting out of the robot's chest. "Forsooth, thine swift kick hath discomboltulated mine gravittdisqualifier, Caiusimo." Upon hearing his voice, Komatsuna looked down at his upper torso. He moved his hand up, and began pressing what would seem like randomly into his chest. Once satisfies, he spoke and took in his surroundings.
"Ah, yes, much better. Although my situation appears to be worsened. Where in all the Gods's names am I?" Komatsuna would soon find out the irony of this statement.
Having nothing better to do, the android reached for his sword, before remembering it was still in the sword school. With a curse he kicked the ground, before sitting down, cross legged. How could he have been so dumb to have gotten himself into this mess? "Whatever...I'll get back. Maybe I will be strong enough to rescue Serori from whatever danger she might be in...and then she will be impressed." But if I'm going to get any stronger, I will have to train, even here.
Dropping to the ground, he began with push up,, followed by situps, squats, jumping jacks, planks, and jogging, along with a plethora of other vigorous warmup exercises. When he was done he walked up to what looked like a sturdy tree, put both of his feet more than shoulder width, and squatted down into a solid attacking stance. He pulled both his hands back, and shot one out, striking the tree. Letting out a roar of pain, he sat turn, holding his hand, wincing in pain. He had practiced on trees before, and never had results like this. Then he remembered trying to attacking that demon that sent him here. He had tried to use his sword ki attack channeled through his hands. It had worked, to an extent. While hitting Caius, it had also backfired into Komatauna himself. This was going to make training much harder.
For what seemed like days, Komatsuna practiced this new technique, but with absolutely no success. Angered, he sat against the tree, arms and legs crossed. He was tired, and needed to rest. He had no way of telling time here, as time just didn't seem to pass, while at the same time it did. It addled his brain, and made him even angrier. Where was he, and what the hell was going on with time? Slowly, his mind slowed, until he was in a stasis, and his mind shut off.
Most of the electronics in his body had shut off, including his internal timer, with the kick from Caius. Thus it was that he was unable to tell the time, and remained in his off state for five years. On Earth and in the far reaches of space many important things happened, to many to recount. Komatsuna would miss all of these in the Otherworld, where nothing was happening in his vicinity. Nothing for five whole years. Komatsuna stayed there, cross-legged, as the tree he rested upon began growing. Roots and vines, leaves and branches began covering Komatsuna, absorbing him into the tree, until all that extruded was his face and knees. Even these were mostly covered in vines.
Nothing else happened. Until there was a disturbance in the space between Heaven and Hell. A daemon pulled himself through a rip in the fabric of space, to the place where Komatsuna rested. Its disfigured body looked like a mix between bird and man, purely evil. It saw the face of the Android in the tree, and grinned. Lurching over, the deamon touched Komatsuna's face, reading his memories. What he found was the want for power, power to win the love of an out-of-reach Saiyan. To become a master swordsman...yes, this one would be easy. It reached down to Komatsuna's forehead, pressing in what looked like random places. However, the daemon had also found how to turn Komatsuna's power core off idle, and in just a second, Komatsuna's eyes blinked open.
"W...where am I." It was a statement rather than a question. His voice hadn't been used in five years. He looked up at the disfigured apparition that was before him. "What in the seven hells are you."
"I..." The daemon's voice rasped, boomed, shaking the ground around them. "I am your key to your future."
"How...what do you mean."
The daemon grinned, showing nastily-pointed teeth. "I have seen your past, know your whims. I will grant your wish, to become powerful, the greatest swordsman, to win your love's heart."
Komatsuna's face remained still. He showed no emotions at the daemon's words. "Where am I, daemon."
"Why, you are in Otherworld. By what means you have been sent here, even I cannot guess."
"Can you get me out of here."
"Yes."
"Do I have to submit to your demands?"
"If you wish to get out of here."
Sighing, Komatsuna closed his eyes. "What are the consequences of accepting your...gifts."
"Consequences?" The daemon's face drew up in mock concern. "Why there are no consequences. I do this out of the...joy that I get out of helping others."
"You are fooling no one, daemon. What do I need to do to get back to Earth."
"Only accept me into your body. In this way, you will gain my power, my strength, my memory...and my mind. In return, I will grant you a body of flesh, a vessel for me. No negative repurcussions."
Komatsuna thought for a second. "Daemon, get me out of this tree that I may think clearer."
"As you wish." The daemon reached a claw hand through the tree like it was water, grabbed Komatsuna's chest, and pulled him out. Komatsuna stood.
"Daemon. I'm willing to take you on. But know this. Should you become a burden, I will exorcice you."
The daemon smiled evilly. "The contract is sealed already human, and you will find it hard to rid yourself of one such as me." He let out a raucous cackle. Komatsuna realised the mistake he had made, went to draw his sword, before remembering it was gone. With a curse, he threw up his barrier, and instilled ki into himself. "Vile one, you have tricked me!"
"It is not I who have tricked you, but you who have tricked yourself." The daemon's voice was a roar, the sky turning dark, wind howling; the damon's body expaned, wisping out like smoke before pouring into Komatsuna's body through his mouth. Komatsuna's screams were muffled as his body twisted and contorted, pieces of metal pushing themselve out of his skin with gushes of blood, his skin pushing itself back together. For what felt like hours Komatsuna's body did this, before stopping as suddenly as it had begun. He fell to his knees, gasping for breath.
'You see human, do you see what power you have now? Raise your hand in front of you.'
Komatsuna was forced to do as he was bidden, raising his hand. Slowly, he felt himself channeling ki into his hand, felt it exiting, and making a katana blade. With this, he slashed the air in front of him, revealing a shimmering portal, which he recognised as similar to what Caius had kicked him through.
'Now, Komatsuna...step through the gate.'
His feet moved of their own volition, standing him up straight, and walking through the gate.
He came out in the middle of the streets of Vegeta, in front of his old home.
:Items:
200x Zenie
2x Senzu Beans
1x One-Use Space Pod
Daemon Katana
