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Post by Grisha on Sept 12, 2021 9:33:52 GMT -8
Welcome to the Muscle Fuel Gym. This is an open personal saga where all characters with membership to the gym can train. Characters can spar with others, experiment with martial techniques, or use this gym in character development plots. Everyone in the gym is here to help each other get better at the game; feel comfortable doing so; and to enjoy a good story. Once all plots are finished in this thread, then this thread will be turned in. Please post your character's current power level on your first post so that turn-in isn't a hassle. Gym Rules1. Only members of Muscle Fuel Gym can join this thread. If you are interested in joining the gym, then head over to the Marketplace. Find the thread labeled “Muscle Fuel Gym” and post your interest as well as a contribution. The size of the contribution doesn’t matter. All contributions go toward the improvement of the gym. 2. Re-rack your weights! What is this a zoo? 3. Slamming weights. Do not do this. You will be kicked out. 4. Destroying the gym. Again, you will be kicked out and your membership removed. 5. Clean benches and equipment after use. Some of you sweat buckets. Clean that up! 6. Be respectful and willing to write with everyone no matter the size of their power level.7. Have fun!Training Room Current Rank: Lv 2. Bonuses granted by this thread are as follows: Special Gym Notes:All weights, machines, punching bags, et al in the gym use Capsule Corp technology. They are designed to train superpowered beings. Weights can be electronically set to a weight exceeding tons and treadmills can exceed speeds of an F16 fighter jet. Again, if the weight is too heavy, then don't try to lift it. We don't want you breaking the equipment or yourself! Additional Gym Features:Protein Bar - There's actually a bartender there who will prepare you delicious and high quality protein shakes. Non-protein shakes are also available. Fiber-fueled smoothies for those needing more vegetables and fruit in their diets.
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Post by Grisha on Sept 12, 2021 13:52:12 GMT -8
It was unusual for him to train in a gym. Two years ago, his favorite training ground was a mountain whose height was fabled to reach heaven. The temperature grew so cold and the air so thin that even light exercise felt like an arduous task. It was something he had to get used to. As long as he stayed in South City, there weren’t too many locations where he could train at the same level. The technology made working out convenient, but Grisha was a little old-fashioned. He never had to rely on it before until recent. Grisha was seated cross-legged in the boxing ring as he waited for Jack to show up. His arms were crossed before his chest, which bore a Muscle Fuel logo, and his eyes were closed as he ruminated over a good training method. He never had students before…well, not officially. He did teach some of the village boys how to get big and strong. He grasped his chin and hummed a little in frustration to himself. If they had gone to Mt. Tengoku, then the training would have been simple. Survival would have been the training. He would have needed to survive the thin air, monsters, and the cold, while making a shelter and feeding himself. They couldn’t simulate that sort of training here, but Stefan did say there would be an upgrade to the gym soon. Grisha’s tail lightly rapped upon the stage floor. Jack was slender, but he was capable of using ki unlike him. He would teach him everything he knew. His tail was brand new, and so that was another thing he would teach him how to use. WC: 279 Tag: Jack Pota
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Post by Jack Pota on Sept 14, 2021 9:53:13 GMT -8
Jack had never been to a gym before, but he assumed it would probably be wise to join the Muscle Fuel Gym, especially when it would give him the opportunity to learn directly from the Saiyan. He was dressed in a black tank top and a pair of white running shorts with a small hole in the back that his new brown Saiyan tail was slipped through. Upon walking inside of the gym, he was initially in awe when he saw all of the impressive equipment until his eyes fell upon Grisha sitting cross-legged in the boxing ring with his arms crossed over his chest. Without disturbing the Saiyan's thoughts, Jack climbed onto the boxing ring and walked up to Grisha before sitting down quietly with his hands on his thighs while he got some meditation in while Grisha gathered his thoughts. However, Jack couldn’t help but feel curious about what kind of training that Grisha had in mind. WC: 159 Tag: Grisha
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Post by Grisha on Sept 14, 2021 12:11:02 GMT -8
Grisha’s eyes opened when he caught wind of the mushroom boy. His grey eyes lingered on him for a few seconds until the giant uncrossed his arms and rose to his feet. The Saiyan smiled at Jack as he greeted, “Welcome brother. Your tail newborn.” Grisha’s tail whipped around and the end of it plopped into his open fist. Grasping it, he held it before Jack’s eyes and explained, “Tail very good. Tail weapon and tool. Tail also help balance.” His brown tail then whipped behind him and planted on the stage floor. Grisha leaned back, placing his weight on it. He crossed his ankles and his arms behind his head as he comfortably lounged. “If your tail strong, then brother can do this. Strong tail make for powerful weapon.” Leaning off his tail, the brown fuzzy appendage curled upward in a reverse C shape before it whipped down to slam the top of the ring. The ring trembled beneath their feet from the force of the impact and that had been Grisha holding back so as not to damage gym equipment. He pointed at Jack and informed, “Jack has baby tail. Jack needs strong adult tail.” He slammed his tail again as though making a point. “We train tail; we train balance. Both good for speed.” Grisha pointed up before he looked up to show Jack a tightrope over the ring. “We go up there.” The Saiyan crouched and sprang into the air. His leap carried him above the rope, and once it was beneath him, he extended his legs to stand on it. Grisha was balanced with his left foot in front of his right. His tail was curled behind him, granting his large frame balance on a surface so narrow. He waited for Jack to join him. WC: 300 | 579 Tag: Jack Pota
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Post by Jack Pota on Sept 19, 2021 15:31:51 GMT -8
Jack stood up and bowed when Grisha greeted him and he stood up straight again just in time to see Grisha plop his tail into his hand and held it before Jack's eyes. He confirmed to the Hybrid that the tail was both a weapon and a tool that also provided assistance in balance, confirming Jack's own theory on the Saiyan Tail besides it obviously being a necessity for the Great Ape form that Saiyans were capable of transforming into during the full moon. Jack then watched in awe at Grisha using the tail to carry his full weight momentarily and slamming the arena a few times with it to prove that his own tail was strong, much in contrast to Jack's own that he kept well-combed. After Grisha explained to Jack that they would be training his balance, he looked up to the tightrope above the arena and mentally prepared himself to jump up ontop of the tightrope after Grisha landed. Jack then crouched down and used his Ki to assist in giving him the extra hight he needed to land on the tightrope with his right foot in-front of his left with his arms spread out like the wings of an airplane while his tail stuck straight out behind himself as he slowly raised to his full height slightly shakily as he kept his eyes on Grisha. WC: 229 | 388 Tag: Grisha
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Post by Grisha on Sept 20, 2021 16:41:49 GMT -8
Jack had made it on top of the rope! Grisha’s tail happily wagged a little for he was concerned at first. Then again, Jack could swing the enormous brave sword without losing his balance. Grisha couldn’t help but smirk. While Jack wobbled a little, it seemed the giant wasn’t too concerned with it. If Jack wanted to really learn how to balance with his tail, then he had to force him to maintain his balance. “Now, no fall,” Grisha instructed. A mischievous grin expanded on his face as he hopped up and down on the rope. His actions sent ripples through the line causing it to oscillate before he sprang high into the air. The large Saiyan crossed the gap between them. He cocked back his right arm like the hammer on a gun, and when he started his descent toward Jack, his fist was released. Like a battering ram, Grisha’s fist was headed straight for his face. “No fall!” Grisha bellowed as though reminding him. WC: 166 | 745 Tag: Jack Pota
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Post by Jack Pota on Sept 22, 2021 10:04:53 GMT -8
Jack watched as Grisha's tail happily wagged slightly as he had stabilized himself on the tightrope. Not too long afterward, Grisha instructed him not to fall while he wore a mischievous grin that made Jack wary of his intentions. Grisha then confirmed his wariness by hopping up and down on the rope to raise the challenge on Jack as ripples were sent through the line. He was able to curl his tail behind himself in an arch to balance himself against the oscillating ripples, but his mind was sent racing with adrenaline when the Saiyan sprang himself high into the air and closed the gap between them as he cocked his arm back before he released it in an attempt to hit Jack squarely in the face. However, he felt a tingle up his spine as he reactively arched his back backward so that his torso became parallel with Grisha's hulking arm. After successfully and narrowly dodging the punch, Jack's right leg sprang upwards and backward, followed closely behind his left leg, as they were sent from high kicks into a reverse cartwheel to propel himself back onto his feet while his brown tail was curved into a C-shape. It was entirely an instinctive reaction that his body made of its own accord that he didn't know he was capable of, but it was still a welcome maneuver for his training. WC: 231 | 619 Tag: Grisha
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Post by Grisha on Sept 22, 2021 13:38:42 GMT -8
After Jack displayed some gymnastic flare to dodge his punch, Grisha landed sideways on the rope. His arm and tail were dangling over opposite sides while the rope swayed some beneath his mid-soles. The giant was observing the swordsman out of the corners of his eyes as he contemplated if he wanted to keep fighting him or not. His tail was brand new and probably wasn’t strong yet. Grisha didn’t want to cause it permanent damage or dismember it just when Jack earned it. Just a few more, Jack had to build his balance and how could he if he wasn’t challenged? Grisha raised his arm in a fist and smiled over at him. “Good. I attack a lot now,” he warned. The giant lunged into a sprint toward Jack. His feet became a blur as he charged at the swordsman. He threw a right hook, and then a left toward his jaw. If he dodged the strikes, Grisha would drop his stance. His hands grasped the rope beneath him as he swung his right leg in a sweep for Jack’s legs. If he dodged it, his tail would have followed in a consecutive sweep to trip him up. WC: 199 | 944 Tag: Jack Pota
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Post by Jack Pota on Sept 23, 2021 9:58:49 GMT -8
Once Jack had pushed himself back into an upright position from his reverse cartwheel, he saw Grisha land sideways on the rope with his arms and tail pointed over the rope in opposite directions to act as a counterbalance as the rope swayed some under the giant's weight. "I'm ready." He said to Grisha with a nod to the warning that he would attack him a lot more now, and Jack raised his hands in front of himself as he mentally prepared himself to evade the incoming attacks while maintaining his balance. Jack used a feint to dodge the right hook and then leaned out of the way of the left punch to his chin. In order to dodge the leg sweep that Grisha was sending his way, Jack hopped off of the rope before landing on it again in poise. However, the tail came around and tripped him off of his feet and he landed squarely on his back with a soft grunt while his arms and legs dangled over on either side of the rope in a very precarious situation where a shift of his weight could result in a fall beneath him. WC: 195 | 814 Tag: Grisha
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Post by Grisha on Sept 24, 2021 12:16:20 GMT -8
Grisha’s leg finished swinging around to post onto the rope, while he continued to grip it beneath him. The line was wobbling back and forth, and he stared at Jack as he tried to maintain his balance in order not to fall. The giant slowly stood before he gave Jack a thumb up. “Good. Done with rope. Run now,” he stated. He hopped off the rope and dropped down to the ring below. The stage shook beneath him when he landed, and he patiently waited for Jack to join him. Grisha grasped his Muscle Fuel T and removed it, pulling it up and over his head. He handed the garment to Jack, and if the half-blood accepted it, he would feel a great weight in his hands as though every fiber that comprised the shirt were made of titanium. The giant pointed at the shirt and instructed, “Put it on and come.” He parted the ropes of the ring and stepped through them. He then hopped down and started to head over to the gym doors. Once outside, several South City citizens gawked at the shirtless Saiyan. Grisha was gazing down the road as though he could see an imaginary finish line. Instead, he was mentally mapping the route. While he didn’t know the map of South City, running until there wasn’t any city anymore seemed like a good idea. Either way, Jack had to follow him. “We run. Follow me,” Grisha would tell Jack if he followed him out. He leaned forward, his knees bending to lower his stance in preparation to bolt. Grisha’s calves and quads suddenly inflated with strength before he launched forth. The cement cracked like glass beneath his feet and his body became a blur that turned and curved around the citizens. The pedestrians didn’t have time to react to Grisha, so instead, Grisha had to react to them dodging them or he’d risk injuring them. If Jack didn’t want to lose him, he would have to be able to do the same and with weight. WC: 341 | 1,285 Tag: Jack Pota
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