Post by Shou on Oct 14, 2020 19:19:14 GMT -8
It was a rare moment of peace and tranquility in Shou's life. Rather than mingle with the women of West City like he usually did on his days off to satiate his hedonistic desires, however, Shou chose these very moments to train. There was no doubt in his mind that if he had any interest on achieving those goals so close to his heart, he would most certainly be forced to pushing himself beyond any limits imaginable. In a world as corrupt and morally bankrupt like this, it needed not only an intelligent God, but one that could keep the criminal scum in line with an iron fist. While most would be content with languishing in mediocrity, Shou had never been in his life such an individual, preferring to subject himself to the harsh environments that could be found beyond West City if one was brave of heart...a place where the watchful eye of the law couldn't have the type of sight it wanted.
Rather than his usual garments that signified he was someone who was definitely aligned with the government, today the swordsman chose to wear a simple, black gi signifying his dedication towards the martial arts. Fitting to his athletic form and sleeveless, the Kanji for 'Justice' was evident on his back in bright red, while a white belt was wrapped tightly around his waist, his signature katana hanging on to the side of his hip. As he wanders through the dense foliage that surrounds him, a thin smile forms on his face as a group of five bandits emerge from both the trees and bushes, various amounts of weapons apparent on their form. One of them, which seemed to be the big, macho alpha of the group, steps forward, dragging a bat with various nails and spikes lodged into it across the ground. "Told ya we'd find a mark out here, boys! These damn martial artists can't help themselves with all the crazy training! Keep that stupid shit in the movies, ya loser!" The dimwitted goon raises his bat, pointing it directly at Shou. "Now, unless ya want to end up six feet under, I suggest you give me your damn wallet! And don't try the "I left it at home" trick, either! We ain't gonna fall for that!"
Even when he wasn't on the job, Shou possessed a penchant for delivering his own brands of justice. The only difference here being was because he wasn't technically representing the world government and was away from the eyes of civilians, he could truly cut loose and enjoy the thrill of battle for everything it actually was, bloodshed and all. "Is that so?" His blade is drawn, beams of sunlight reflecting off of its stainless surface. "If I were to die to a miserable pile of braindead weaklings like you, then it only meant my life possessed even less meaning than yours." A chuckle escapes his mouth. He just couldn't take idiots like these seriously. "Even if you all don't give me a good fight, I think I'll enjoy murdering the lot of you...the world would be so much better off without a group of incompetents whos IQ wouldn't even match the excrement from a cow!" A sadistic smile forms on his face, intimidating the lackeys that surrounded him. But, to the head honcho's credit, he remained unflinching in his resolve. "If you think a bunch of big words are gonna scare me, you've got another thing comin', pal! I'm gonna smash that stupid head of yours right into the ground and have ya beggin' for your mama!"
These low life scum, even more idiotic than the thugs he would find from the city never ceased to amaze him. Not only were they so utterly hopeless that even the basics of sensing ki escaped them, they always seemed to say the same, generic catchphrases too. But what could he expect from lesser lifeforms like these? People that represented the worse that mortals had to offer? Shou could only watch in complete amusement as the giant brute charges at him in the most sloppy manner he'd ever seen in his life, leaving a myriad of openings for him to take advantage of. But, oddly enough, he decides not to take it. "What's the matter?! Scared!? Well you should've thought of that before ya messed with me!" The brute swings down his bat with all of his might, crashing into the ground and leaving a crater right where Shou was standing, but...
"What the?! Where did he g-" In an instant, Shou already takes his flank, the blade he possesses ripping and rending through flesh and bone to pierce his heart, killing him instantly. He turns to the rest of the bandits, an odd grin on his face given the situation. "You see, today's my training day. Usually, I just take care of insects like you without much of a problem, but I like to make my training exercises a little fun for me." He withdraws the blade from the giant's body, allowing his corpse to crash to the ground with a thud. "I'll give you all a hour. One whole hour to hide wherever you want, and if I can't find you, I'll let you live. But, if I -do- end up finding you..." He gestures over to the man they all looked up too and feared. "Well, none of you were even half as strong as he was, so I don't think you'll end up putting much of a fight. "Any questio-"
Before he even got a chance to finish what he was saying, the remaining bandits bolt off deeper into the forest. He chuckles, polishing off his blade in the meanwhile. "Good. I really do hate repeating myself. Well, since those idiots really think I'm going to let them live, I might as well take my time. They're just leading me to their base, after all..." Truth be told, he didn't come to -this- specific location just for fun. After scouting the location out for a few days, it came to Shou's attention that this area had a nasty bandit problem, mugging any travelers that were unfortunate enough to have to walk by. Thus, he decided that it was only fair he use them as a training exercise to help him push past his limits...and besides, as Shou's father once told him...
Heroes never really took a day off.
WC: 1074
Rather than his usual garments that signified he was someone who was definitely aligned with the government, today the swordsman chose to wear a simple, black gi signifying his dedication towards the martial arts. Fitting to his athletic form and sleeveless, the Kanji for 'Justice' was evident on his back in bright red, while a white belt was wrapped tightly around his waist, his signature katana hanging on to the side of his hip. As he wanders through the dense foliage that surrounds him, a thin smile forms on his face as a group of five bandits emerge from both the trees and bushes, various amounts of weapons apparent on their form. One of them, which seemed to be the big, macho alpha of the group, steps forward, dragging a bat with various nails and spikes lodged into it across the ground. "Told ya we'd find a mark out here, boys! These damn martial artists can't help themselves with all the crazy training! Keep that stupid shit in the movies, ya loser!" The dimwitted goon raises his bat, pointing it directly at Shou. "Now, unless ya want to end up six feet under, I suggest you give me your damn wallet! And don't try the "I left it at home" trick, either! We ain't gonna fall for that!"
Even when he wasn't on the job, Shou possessed a penchant for delivering his own brands of justice. The only difference here being was because he wasn't technically representing the world government and was away from the eyes of civilians, he could truly cut loose and enjoy the thrill of battle for everything it actually was, bloodshed and all. "Is that so?" His blade is drawn, beams of sunlight reflecting off of its stainless surface. "If I were to die to a miserable pile of braindead weaklings like you, then it only meant my life possessed even less meaning than yours." A chuckle escapes his mouth. He just couldn't take idiots like these seriously. "Even if you all don't give me a good fight, I think I'll enjoy murdering the lot of you...the world would be so much better off without a group of incompetents whos IQ wouldn't even match the excrement from a cow!" A sadistic smile forms on his face, intimidating the lackeys that surrounded him. But, to the head honcho's credit, he remained unflinching in his resolve. "If you think a bunch of big words are gonna scare me, you've got another thing comin', pal! I'm gonna smash that stupid head of yours right into the ground and have ya beggin' for your mama!"
These low life scum, even more idiotic than the thugs he would find from the city never ceased to amaze him. Not only were they so utterly hopeless that even the basics of sensing ki escaped them, they always seemed to say the same, generic catchphrases too. But what could he expect from lesser lifeforms like these? People that represented the worse that mortals had to offer? Shou could only watch in complete amusement as the giant brute charges at him in the most sloppy manner he'd ever seen in his life, leaving a myriad of openings for him to take advantage of. But, oddly enough, he decides not to take it. "What's the matter?! Scared!? Well you should've thought of that before ya messed with me!" The brute swings down his bat with all of his might, crashing into the ground and leaving a crater right where Shou was standing, but...
"What the?! Where did he g-" In an instant, Shou already takes his flank, the blade he possesses ripping and rending through flesh and bone to pierce his heart, killing him instantly. He turns to the rest of the bandits, an odd grin on his face given the situation. "You see, today's my training day. Usually, I just take care of insects like you without much of a problem, but I like to make my training exercises a little fun for me." He withdraws the blade from the giant's body, allowing his corpse to crash to the ground with a thud. "I'll give you all a hour. One whole hour to hide wherever you want, and if I can't find you, I'll let you live. But, if I -do- end up finding you..." He gestures over to the man they all looked up too and feared. "Well, none of you were even half as strong as he was, so I don't think you'll end up putting much of a fight. "Any questio-"
Before he even got a chance to finish what he was saying, the remaining bandits bolt off deeper into the forest. He chuckles, polishing off his blade in the meanwhile. "Good. I really do hate repeating myself. Well, since those idiots really think I'm going to let them live, I might as well take my time. They're just leading me to their base, after all..." Truth be told, he didn't come to -this- specific location just for fun. After scouting the location out for a few days, it came to Shou's attention that this area had a nasty bandit problem, mugging any travelers that were unfortunate enough to have to walk by. Thus, he decided that it was only fair he use them as a training exercise to help him push past his limits...and besides, as Shou's father once told him...
Heroes never really took a day off.
WC: 1074