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| Kular(l) Vs Rem(w); Planet Forum Spar - Alliance | |
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| Topic Started: Aug 26 2012, 11:36 PM (88 Views) | |
| Kularian | Aug 26 2012, 11:36 PM Post #1 |
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Kularian gave a low whistle as he stretched, his muscles taut and unyielding for a few seconds before they gave way, the force of the stretching giving his body a much needed muscle pull. There was a brief few seconds after the fact where his breathing was a little off, but then he shook his head, recovering as he glanced over to his green ally. “I think we should spar,” he spoke, giving a grin to the fellow warrior. The grin wasn't the general humor that Kularian had long since lost, but was replaced by something that was almost eager to fight, to inflict and feel pain. “I know we're back on Earth but I think you need to just chill the hell out for a little while,” Rem grunted. During Kularian's last little excursion to the underbelly of Hell, and during the fight with that demonic thing, Kular's mind had become adapted much more to the concept of fighting for survival. Every fight he had been in, he'd given his all to, and now it was something that he was accustomed to. It was like the last fight's he'd had with Rem back on King Kai's planet, when the Namekian had gone all crazy on him. “Not a chance,” Kular said, shooting forward towards the Namekian, who had already adopted a defensive stance, knowing that the other was going to come rushing forward at any moment. Kular's arm was pulled back as he moved, ready to begin the fight in a melee. As per usual. The initial contact wasn't as smashing as Kular had hoped, his fist striking nothing but air as the Namekian darted away, already hurling bolts of ki at him. Kularian gave a hiss as the attacks landed, but did his best to shrug them off and shot forward again, eyes alight with the will to fight. -- WC: 314 |
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| Rem | Aug 26 2012, 11:47 PM Post #2 |
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It was strange... The effects the last month or so had had on their group. Rem had experienced some serious remorse and guilt; and never told a soul the reason why, had simply taken it out on them in battles. But... It had passed, in time. He had accepted that certain things were unable to be stopped, and his attitude had slowly shifted. He had become... not himself again, because he could never be the carefree guy he had been not that long ago. But... more at peace. He found it easier to cope with the world around him; even though it seemed a lot more dangerous. Kularian, on the other hand, seemed to... Well, seemed to be going batshit. Months ago when their group had come together the human had been a rather rough and tumble character; but he had seemed to be the most level headed of the bunch. But as time passed he seemed to change. The first Rem could recall it was the day... with the zombies. Kular had never, in his eyes, been the same again. And maybe he was just looking for hints that the beast he had witnessed ripping the face off a man was in there; but maybe they actually were... "FINE!" Rem shouted, throwing himself into a backwards somersault and letting his arms shoot to the side, energy dans exploding from his hands as he spun away. Even before he was fully back on the ground he was moving; knowing he had to use his superior speed to keep ahead of the raging maelstrom that was Kularian in a melee confrontation. He was going to push his limits, always had to, when the two of them fought. 315 |
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| Kularian | Aug 26 2012, 11:54 PM Post #3 |
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Kularian's mind was there, gone, and back again as he fought against his ally. He was always in control enough to never actually harm his fellow warrior, but that control was always like grasping sand, as far as he understood, and could explain it to others. He had a grip on it, and he was sure that he did, but as time went on, and he was in the realm of battle, that control gradually slipped away. It was like there was something more that lurked beneath the surface, something that he couldn't explain or control, but that he tried to with every waking moment. He knew that, even before all of this had happened, before he'd met Rem and Sai, that he was something a little odd. His anger was something that was beyond understanding, and he was unable to keep a good hold on it. And lo, when he had recently gone into the meditation room at Kami's, and had studied there for what felt like days, he had learned that it had been that anger that had blinded the girl he had fallen for, that had killed his parents, that had nearly killed him, on numerous occasions. He had met several that seemed to know who he was, and then everything had ended. There was a thing that lurked beneath Kularian's surface, something that he tried to control, but he just was not able to. Every day he felt himself losing control of it, and he was actually somewhat afraid of the day when that control went beyond what he was able to hang onto. The man's anger pushed him to fight, but in fighting, he felt his control on the entirety of his mind slipping slightly. -- WC: 604 |
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| Rem | Aug 27 2012, 12:05 AM Post #4 |
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Rem wondered for a few moments whether the man who had called himself a Tayou Knight had known what he was talking about. He'd explained that within every person a Mystical Beast of Power lived. Some people who were either luckier, stronger, or gifted; tended to have stronger, more powerful beasts. A few even possessed what he had referred to as Great Beasts. It was... certainly a crazy thought, on the surface, to think that every single person who had ever lived was sharing their mind, body, and consciousness with the soul of something else. Something that most of them would never even suspect of existing, much less meet, converse, or talk with... But... The Knight had seemed certain. He had called Rem the Phoenix, had actually accused the Namekian of being the new bearer of the Great Phoenix. All of this, these thoughts, circled back towards Kular. What of him? Was it truly Kular who was this fighter before him? Or was it a great beast, trying to take control? The Namekian near scoffed at the idea; but... Maybe they did need to see about heading to Tayou sometime soon; discover if what the man had hinted at was true. Maybe the planet didn't even exist anymore, or the civilization. Maybe there would be no answers for the 3 comrades, each who had a strange, nearly unbelievable tale. But... maybe there would be peace? Maybe they could discover what it was that lived within each of them that drove them forward, onward, and gave them the heart to do what they had to do when the chips were down. "HRRRRAA!!" The Namekian shouted, a beam of energy loosing from his hands and catching the human in the chest; mid leap. The beam slammed into Kular; his eyes widening in surprise and incomprehension. He slammed into a tree before sliding to the ground to settle on his ass, barely conscious. "Maybe that'll settle him down for a while." Rem said, turning and letting his abundant cloth flap and twist in the wind about him as he walked away to do more training. 390/705 |
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