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Feb 28, 2023 7:43:38 GMT -6
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Post by Onyan on Feb 28, 2023 7:43:38 GMT -6
Maiz had brought up a good point the last they battled. If she waited out a stronger opponent...one that was tossing around big moves that were taxing...she could likely gain the upper hand.
Well. Assuming the gap wasn't too big. There's still the issue of actually causing that person harm.
But still.
Sitting on her bottom and closing her eyes, Onyan decided that she'd take a more mental approach to improving herself. At first, she just concentrated on controlling the flow of her ki, finding the most optimal way to use it and not waste unnecessary energy. She'd float in place, her energy blooming around her for a moment before she slowly descended back onto the ground and exhaled.
Next, she'd start image training, naturally falling on Maiz as her opponent as he's the one she knew most. He'd also been pretty obnoxious lately.
Over and over, Onyan struggled to find a course of action that led to Maiz using up all his energy. For some reason he always said something that triggered her and she'd go in instead of continuing to focus on dodging.
Well. This was a failure.
But it gave her an idea.
"Maiz!" she calls out, hopping to her feet to go find him.
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Mar 22, 2023 10:30:59 GMT -6
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Post by Onyan on Mar 22, 2023 10:30:59 GMT -6
The sounds of grunting and destruction were hard to ignore. Orbs and beams were flying out here and there and whatever was happening looked one-sided as hfil.
Because it was.
The easy way would have been to ask Maiz, but, she didn't feel like getting beat up by him this time. She wanted to do some research on her own.
Picking herself up from the debris, Onyan had been aiming her own attacks at herself and taking them head on, trying to damage herself to a degree where she was still conscious. Her golden eyes were only partially open as she panted. This should do.
Closing her eyes, her green aura would flare and all her cuts and bruises would heal up.
But a frown crossed her features.
"It's not the same as last time..." Onyan would say softly.
"I can tell...it wouldn't help my brother. I need to be able to do it like last time..."
More power then. She'd find a way to get to it.
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Apr 3, 2023 19:17:25 GMT -6
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Post by Onyan on Apr 3, 2023 19:17:25 GMT -6
Aaaaaaand crash.
Onyan was laying waste to pretty much everything, putting holes in this, weakening that, totally deleting those. The works.
While she understood that the amount of power output she needed decided what the effect was...that could mean just about anything depending on the thing. So, to understand it a bit more, Onyan had been busying herself with charging her tattoo at different outputs and seeing what it did to everyday, mundane things. Like trees. Walls. Ground. Shit no one would miss.
Probably.
Well other than the person whose yard she was in.
"Okay this little on this wall just weakened it." she'd say, flicking the wall and watching it crumble.
She'd put more energy, watching her tattoos glow before pressing her hand what was left of the wall next to it. This time it would practically disappear.
"It doesn't take TOO much energy to just...get through something." she'd tap her chin.
"So that means I can sneak in somewhere more quietly if I do it right...compared to breaking through."
You know. If she doesn't eat up some sort of foundation.
In any case. She'd puff her cheeks in annoyance as she heard someone inside the house scream. Time to go.
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Apr 12, 2023 8:03:49 GMT -6
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Post by Onyan on Apr 12, 2023 8:03:49 GMT -6
She couldn't believe it. A Royal still existed.
If they were anything like the one she'd met, she might have to be much stronger in order to keep up...
Training today was simple. Typical workouts.
Onyan would stack as many heavy things as she could find before either holding them or placing them on her back as she went through hundred of reps. Push-ups, squats, sit-ups hanging upside-down from something. Anything she could increase the weight of while still wearing the weighted jacket from Vo.
By the end of it, her whole body was screaming. All her weights- namely big rocks- laid around her crushed or blasted for good measure. Onyan lay there panting, unable to move a muscle.
She'd forgotten the benefits of just...moving.
"Tomorrow...I'll do DOUBLE!"
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Apr 19, 2023 13:04:47 GMT -6
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Post by Onyan on Apr 19, 2023 13:04:47 GMT -6
She couldn't believe this.
Chaya clearly turned on her because she KNOWS Maiz had spoken first. He told her to give up. She HEARD him clear as day. That girl needed her ears checked.
Either way, that meant she had to be a sore loser. She once again refused to talk to him, but, insisted in being in his vicinity...watching. Glaring.
At first, Maiz was amused with it, prompting him to ask her what she wanted or what she was doing. With no answer, it seemed he would just try to ignore it.
But she won't be ignored.
She'd just keep being quietly in his way as he did things, thinking angry things towards him since she wouldn't give him the satisfaction of hearing her answer.
'You're a loser. You're an idiot. Oh I'm in your way? Deal with it, you baby.'
The whole day she pretty much just made herself feel better by minorly inconveniencing him and angry thinking in his direction.
As Maiz was training outside, Onyan would just kinda stand in front of him, causing him to have to constantly punch around her. Something said landing a hit on her would be a bad idea right now.
'I hate you.' she'd glare at him, and Maiz would suddenly stop.
"That's the first thing you're going to say to me?" he'd ask with raised brows.
Onyan would blink incredulously.
"I didn't even talk!"
Something was....definitely up, here.
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Telepathy
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Post by Onyan on May 3, 2023 9:31:30 GMT -6
Onyan was busy making up scenarios in her head about challenges she may face and how to overcome them.
Today she ended up on 'what if I couldn't use my arms and legs?'.
And then answer? She has a tail.
She'd trained it to be more durable and less sensitive to being squeezed and such...(embarrassingly), so, now she just needed to make sure it was in good shape to be used like an arm!
"Maybe shielding over it so it doesn't get cut off..." she'd mumble. An issue often avoided when they wrap their tails around their waist.
Well she already know how to make a shield! Might as well apply it to her tail? Like...a layer of protective energy. Onyan would sit down cross-legged and cross her arms as well so she couldn't use them. Concentrating, she'd send her energy specifically to her tail in order to cover it in a protective cocoon of energy.
From there, she'd use her energy to propel herself towards trees, using her tail to hook herself to branches and swing from place to place.
It felt weird...but with the energy at least it didn't hurt.
Flinging herself towards the bark of another tree, she'd give a spin to strike it with her tail, leaving a large dent in it before falling to the ground.
The mobility was awkward...but at least she was able to do it. She'd have to do a lot of rolling to dodge...
Flicking her tail up across herself, she contemplated how to best block with it...and deflecting might be the best option. She was small...but tails didn't cover that much area.
In any case she'd smile to herself, pleased with how it turned out.
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Ozonsou (Ozone Layer)- Covers her tail in protective energy that powers it up by 15% PL.
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May 15, 2023 18:06:01 GMT -6
Post by Onyan on May 15, 2023 18:06:01 GMT -6
Slashing versus stabbing.
Maiz was soooo stupid.
Long and pointy is for stabbing, obviously. That said, she...didn't have one of those. No stab. Only slash. Clearly she was now lacking in ability options.
For a while, Onyan couldn't really think of what she could do or use for a stabby move. The hand sword or stab beam thing was something Maiz already had. She didn't want to just do the same thing. If she was going to return-steal ideas from him, it still had to be somewhat unique.
"What's sharp and stabby?" she'd whine to herself, kicking the heels of her boots down against the floor as she laid on her back.
Sooooo annoying.
"Needles...NEEDLES!"
She'd sit up, grinning to herself.
If she mixed Ryusei-gun and Mikadzuki and like...changed it a bit...she could fire several sharp and piercing beams!
In order to not cause ship damage, Onyan would close her eyes and do a mental training in order to work out the kinks from her idea. At first it was hard to keep the beams sharp while also firing them from multiple locations. So instead of spreading them out, she started to keep them closer together. Like a barrage no wider than her hand, but multiple. It wouldn't cover a wide area...but if she could fire at least 5 of them, it might either ensure one landed, or, break through a tough shell that might have otherwise withstood only one or two hits.
Onyan would open her eyes, satisfied with its finished version.
"And it'll be called....hmmm...Komorebi."
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Komorebi (Rays of Sunlight filtered through trees)- Onyan fires 5 long but narrow 'needle' beams that pierce and do 20% PL.
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May 22, 2023 15:22:20 GMT -6
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Post by Onyan on May 22, 2023 15:22:20 GMT -6
She was becoming more and more familiar with the feelings she needed to feel in order to transform...enough so that it didn't need entirely specific situations to start up. Upset herself and return to some old feelings and that was about what she needed to make it work. It did have its limits, though.
Her energy would flare, eyes turning colour as she ignited in a green glow. After a few moments, the energy would dissipate. Another moment...and the energy would flare out again.
Over and over again, like switching a light on and off, Onyan would practice transforming.
It was a surprisingly tiring thing to do, and after only about an hour of practice, she had to stop and rest.
Hours later, feeling a bit more refreshed from eating and napping, Onyan would once again transform. This time she tried to carry on with her day while leaving herself in that form for as long as she could.
In theory, she didn't expect it to be THAT difficult. She wasn't blasting anything and expending her energy quickly. But....that didn't really matter. She didn't know just how long she managed to stay this way but she pushed and pushed until she made herself pass out.
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May 22, 2023 16:43:49 GMT -6
Post by Vo Lang on May 22, 2023 16:43:49 GMT -6
The form would be incredibly taxing to maintain through an entire day, especially after turning it on and off for a while. She'd likely pass out after four hours.
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May 28, 2023 19:13:57 GMT -6
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Post by Onyan on May 28, 2023 19:13:57 GMT -6
The last while had caused some disturbances in Onyan's lil' noggin. Her previous attempt to hold her transformation stirred up questions in her head about what exactly keeps her from tapping into more power without training....but also why it was that Maiz had progressed so much more than her.
He was nearly 10k stronger than her and yet they'd started out more or less the same.
It....caused some feelings of inadequacies in her, truth be told. She could mostly ignore it since they were on the same team but...it's not like she hadn't been keenly aware.
Onyan would start with her usual power-up, her energy flaring in a pink hue around her. This part felt second nature at this point. Like flipping a switch.
She's continue to let her power rise slowly and controlled. She wanted to be completely aware of where the energy was coming from as her pink energy slowly mixed with green until it was completely over-taken. Her muscles grew, and with a harder shout, her eyes turned golden as well.
This was it. This was where she peaked.
Was there truly no way to reach further? If Maiz was able to tap into more power so quickly, why couldn't she? Why was she so behind?!
"This is...bullshit..." she'd grit her teeth in frustration.
"There has to be more! There's no way I can't catch up!"
Crying out even more loudly, Onyan would desperately try to reach for anything more she reach. There had to be more power she couldn't tap in to, couldn't there?
This...just couldn't be all there was right now...
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Jun 3, 2023 17:19:14 GMT -6
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Post by Onyan on Jun 3, 2023 17:19:14 GMT -6
Onyan's flipping and jumping around, keeping her dexterity up! Being quick and flexible was very important to her, despite her very in-your-face style of combat.
While in the midst of her acrobatic, she'd roll through the air like a little ball before popping out and landing.
Huh.
An idea occurred to her.
What if she charged up an attack like that? She'd be all quick and hard to stop and then she can pop out and POP EM IN THE DICK or something. Something that could work as a combo move too if she's tossed at someone. She could be a living bowling ball.
She'd try a couple different 'ends'. She rolled and rolled then popped out with a punch, throwing herself forward.
No...felt...clumsy.
Roll....roll....uppercut? No...no....Maiz does that shit all the time. She has to be different.
Roll...roll...kick!
Yeah! That one was feeling right! Her legs gave her more reach and it was easier to pop out of her roll feet first. This is it!
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Kyuokuchoushinsei (Hypernova)- Onyan picks up momentum as she spins in a tight ball before bursting out with a swift empowered kick! +10%
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Jun 12, 2023 17:04:27 GMT -6
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Post by Onyan on Jun 12, 2023 17:04:27 GMT -6
The activity for today was THE STRONGEST PUNCH IN THE WORLD!! (Allegedly).
Or as hard as she could throw one anyway.
Onyan faced down against a dummy she made of Maiz, which was mostly sticks and a crudely drawn face on a piece of paper. And a ponytail made of mystery grasses.
"If you don't dodge, you're gonna get it!" Onyan would taunt, her arm reeled back as her ki grew more and more around her arm and fist. All her energy was getting concentrated to that point, growing more and more condensed as time went on.
Dummy Maiz stares back...dummily.
"Let me know when it hits me, I might not notice." Onyan would voice for him, using a deep and very mocking voice for him.
Then she looked offended.
"You'll fucking regret that!"
Just a little more...and there! That was the absolutely most energy she could put away into this move. She could already feel beads of sweat falling from her forehead as her breathing became heavier.
"Alpha Leonis!" she yells out, punching towards the dummy and absolutely destroying it. The pieces would fly off only to be swallowed up and disintegrated by Ki taking the shape of a Lion's head.
There was barely any rubble left as she panted and dropped to her bum.
"Bet...that felt like something..." she'd huff.
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Alpha Leonis- After gathering almost all her ki into her arms and fist, Onyan sends out a super punch! Whether or not she connects with someone/something, her ki explodes forward in the shape of a lion head, engulfing anything within three meters of it and dealing 25% PL.
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Jun 26, 2023 17:58:18 GMT -6
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Post by Onyan on Jun 26, 2023 17:58:18 GMT -6
Following the sword debate, Onyan was suddenly curious about the handling of weapons. So many races made a whole personality out of it, there must be something cool about it.
Not cooler than your own fucking might, but, cool enough.
Lacking a weapon to even speak of, Onyan found herself some kinda stick. A cute one with some leaves still on it. Hell yeah.
Then she just kinda...started stabbing at the air.
It was kinda fun...
She started swishing it side to side after that, finding it was kinda amusing too. The stick made wooshing noises. It was like having a super long arm. She'd never known reach quite like this. So much so, she imagined a person towering above her...and jabbed the stick upwards. Like she poked them in the eye.
Heh. Didn't even have to jump.
She spent the day swing and jabbing the stick around, having a grand old time. Then all of a sudden she swung it and it hit the side of the ship, cracking immediately in half.
Onyan would stare at her stick, throwing it away, then lock herself in her room.
No one would ever understand.
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Jun 28, 2023 18:42:28 GMT -6
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Post by Onyan on Jun 28, 2023 18:42:28 GMT -6
It's time for TRAINING MONTAGE~~~!!!!!
Our girl has woken up!! It's time for a warm-up and she's definitely groggy! What will she do!? Could it be!? YES! She's running in place! Oh the CARDIO! That'll wake up the muscles and keep you from pulling them by accident!
Hold on to your pants, folks, we are Moving On. There's some stretching, there's some twisting, there's some GROANS. We are officially awake and raring to go!
What will she do next? A drop into some push-ups!? Classic! Also doesn't need much space. Up and down, hundreds of times. What an athlete! What a trooper! But she's not done yet! Next are SIT-UPS; hundred and hundreds of sit-ups!! She's starting to really sweat now!
Honestly how can anyone even keep going after even just that?!
OH MAN!
SHE'S HEADING FOR A BAR!
PULL-UPS?!
Yes.
Hundreds...and hundreds...of pull-ups.
I'm sweating just writing this. Damn.
And just when you think...surely this is the end...it isn't.
The girl just starts throwing punches and kicks at the air. Oh my Kami! I think...maybe she's finally starting to slow. After all this, what does she have to say!?
"I'm hungry."
She's hungry.
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Jul 9, 2023 17:08:32 GMT -6
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Post by Onyan on Jul 9, 2023 17:08:32 GMT -6
So we're not dropping names today but Maiz had mentioned the last meal she'd cooked was alright.
Like, just alright.
The fuck does that mean?
Just that like, a little more seasoning could bring it out more.
Well you don't have to eat it if you hate it so much.
I don't hate it! It was just an observation!
Anyway, now she felt like she had to prove she has the chops to make things bursting with flavour. Enough to rival the food at Vo's place!!
She didn't know much about the flora and fauna of this place, but, she started with hunting and killing animals similar to deer before she went into the forest to pick and taste random grasses and herbs. Some did have distinct and pleasant flavours. Others...just kinda grassy.
In the midst of it all, one particular plant hadn't been sitting well with her and she suddenly became groggy and dizzy.
Even still she didn't want to wait to start cooking. The whole process was a blur.
Next thing she knew she woke up next to a cooked meal and Maiz was already having his share.
Verdict?
A success.
Sadly she couldn't remember how she even did it.
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