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| The Space Pod; personal role play | |
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| Topic Started: Jan 11 2007, 01:59 AM (161 Views) | |
| OldGin | Jan 11 2007, 01:59 AM Post #1 |
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Kami’s Lookout extended above the clouds, sitting atop Korins Tower. This was the home of Earth’s guardian and also served as the training ground for many of the universe’s greatest and determined fighters. Many seek the wisdom of Master Kami, Earth’s Guardian. He was able to provide them with the necessary tools and atmosphere for each fighter to reach their maximum potential. It was this reason that a purple stranger sought out this mystical location to achieve more power in himself. Ginyu was well into his fourth day of training under Master Kami. Though the training was intense and rewarding, Ginyu still wanted more. He was unsatisfied with his gains and upon taking a break from a sparring match, Ginyu snatched up a catalog that was placed on the counter in Kami’s kitchen. “Z-Items Unlimited” was the name colorfully plastered across the upper left corner of the magazine. Ginyu had recently acquired several hundred zeni and decided to skim through the pages. As he rested in an old wooden chair, students migrated back and forth from the training ground into the kitchen. These students grabbed bottles of water to fight dehydration and the occasional sensu bean for the unlucky ones knocked out during a sparring match. Ignoring the incoherent chatter from the other trainees, Ginyu slowly turned the pages. As he was reading, he came to one page and stopped. As he read the full page ad, his eyes widened and a smile briefly appeared under his narrow pointed nose. “Seek the training you need… NO! The training you deserve!” screamed the text in a bright techno-red color. As Ginyu studied the page further he was satisfied that he had found the answer to his quest for power. He quickly got out of the chair and raced to the nearest phone. Dialing the number on the bottom of the page, Ginyu placed the call and within minutes he rejoined the students and began another sparring session under the watchful eye of Master Kami. The following day Ginyu woke from his slumber. The sun brightly shown through the small window in his room. One of the luxuries of training with Kami, students were given living quarters during the time of training. Ginyu shared this particular room with a small student from the Northern Peninsula. This student rarely slept and had spent the last several nights training throughout the night. Ginyu smiled as he readied himself for the day’s training exercises. It was difficult to hide the excitement, but Ginyu managed to keep his cool. Though training was important, Ginyu couldn’t help but think of the item arriving today. The same item that was pictured in the catalog that he had picked up the day before. Ginyu changed into his weighted clothes and stepped out into the hallway. The hall was lined with portraits of historical battles of the famous Z Fighters. Ginyu noted a particular one of Goku in the midst of a Super Saiyan transformation. Admiring the power captured in the painting, Ginyu swore to himself. “I will soon reach powers of that magnitude,” he thought. “Of that or greater” he added as he walked to the end of the hall, stepping out into the sunlight. “Ginyu! Over here!”, shouted a short, tan-colored gentleman as he directed Ginyu to where other students were lining up. This student’s name was Kojiro and he had been training with Kami for several years. His abilities were matched by few and he retired from competing last year to train alongside Kami. His pleasure was providing the universe with better skilled fighters. Thus he began the class as Ginyu fell inline with the other students. The next few hours were spent throwing kicks and punches in various combos. The students were later paired up to perform combo attacks and counter maneuvers. Ginyu excelled in close-range combat and made quick work of his partner. “Take it easy” complained Harry, a tall, extremely toned kid with a shaved head. Ginyu listened in a slight daydream. He threw a left jab, and another, then a right hook. He finished, kicking out his left foot in an attempted sweep. Harry easily slapped the thrown punches and bounced off his feet, dodging the sweep. He repeated the combo against Ginyu and they continued for several minutes. Ginyu watched, slapping the first jab and the second. He was then distracted by a loud beeping and was caught in the jaw with Harry’s right hook. He then felt his legs knocked from under him and Ginyu crashed to the ground. “OUCH!” he exclaimed as he crawled to his knees and then to his feet. Accepting Harry’s apology, Ginyu looked to where the beeping noise came from. The slight discomfort in his jaw faded when he saw a delivery craft backing up to the edge of Kami’s lookout. Sprinting over to the service tech, who was unloading the large crate, a smile stretched across Ginyu’s face. Inside this crate was his means to finding a new place to increase his power and improve his fighting abilities. Without hesitation, he snatched the clipboard from the tech. “Where do I sign?” he questioned. The delivery manager exited the craft and saw the slight fear on the face of the service tech. “Are you Gin..ew?” he asked, waving the tech back into the craft. “That is GINYU” the purple skinned student of Kami corrected. “Yes I am and now, where do I sign?” Ginyu repeated the question as he waved at the man, obviously wanting a pen. The delivery manager obliged and handed Ginyu a pen. The clipboard was practically shoved into his hands as Ginyu finished his signature and began examining the crate. “Alright then” he started, “Thanks again for your order.” Ginyu was too excited and ignored the comment by the delivery guy as he got into his delivery craft and it pulled away with a buzzing sound. Ginyu cracked his knuckles and began prying apart the crate. Pieces of wood and Styrofoam were thrown to the ground as Ginyu uncovered his new possession. Harry walked up, stepping over the debris. “So what did you order this time?” he asked, chuckling as he ducked under a plank of wood that Ginyu tossed over his shoulder. “You’ll see,” he laughed. Ginyu had the crate completely dismantled and what was inside could now be seen clearly by all the students. Ginyu ran his hands over the smooth metal finish, following the curvature until he came around to a small round window. Peering inside, he glanced upon the luscious interior. As he drooled over the features inside he reached for an envelope taped above the window. Pulling a small remote from the envelope, Ginyu pressed the button and a loud hiss sounded as the window raised upwards. “You bought a space pod!” asked Harry in shock. Ginyu stepped back as the hatch to the pod opened, spraying a steam of air from the hydraulic system. “The interior was better than picture“, he thought as he turned and sat inside. “Yeah!” Ginyu shouted, still chuckling. “Now I can travel to far away planets and train under more extreme conditions” he explained. “I heard of this one planet where a few capable fighters are residing and I want to go and train with them” Harry just stared as Ginyu finished telling him the story of a team of fighters who did nothing but train under unimaginable gravity levels. These men and women attained power levels that Harry and Ginyu only dreamed of. Harry was starting to feel uneasy, wishing he had purchased his own space pod. Leaving Ginyu to his new toy, the students left and continued their training where they had left off. Ginyu just played with each button and eventually fell asleep in the spacecraft. Later that evening Ginyu had awoken. He had spoke with Master Kami, expressing his desires and requested permission to leave. Kami, who would never hold back a student granted Ginyu permission to seek out what he wanted. “Remember that you’ll always be welcome here to train,” offered Kami as he turned to walk away. Ginyu appreciated the comment and finished packing his belongings. All he had was fitted into a small satchel and Ginyu tucked it into a compartment above the right control panel inside the pod. Ginyu stretched before crouching down and sitting into the soft, leather seat. Settling into the space pod, Ginyu pressed a button and the familiar hissing sound was repeated as the hatch lowered locking into the closed position. Moments later the lights flickered on as the power system came to life. There was a click as the air support system began running. A small fan blew cool air onto Ginyu’s face. As he quickly read the manual, he pressed a few buttons and flipped a couple of switches and soon the computer chirped back the entered coordinates. Pleased, Ginyu looked to the screen as it read “READY FOR LAUNCH?” He located a large square, blue button and pressed it, resting back into the seat. The space pod began to tremble, as lights flashed and a series of beeps and blips rang Ginyu’s ears. The sounds blended harmoniously as Ginyu was vibrated to sleep. The pod lifted off the ground and shot into the air, leaving Kami’s Lookout and earth a spec in the grand portrait of the galaxy pictured outside the window. Ginyu opened his eyes to appreciate the sight and pressed another button. Soon the seat back began to vibrate as the motors inside initiated the massaging feature. Ginyu slowly fell back into a trance and began to dream. His dreams were of kicks, punches, grapples, and jumps. He imagined he was fighting an army of saibamen and each one fell to the massive power that he possessed. The craft veered, aligning itself with it’s coordinated destination. With a subtle jolt, the space pod propelled itself in that direction. Ginyu continued his meditative state, enjoying the back massage. He was then soothed with the sounds of a instrumental piece that flowed from the surround sound speakers in the pod. |
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