Shu didn’t know what he was supposed to think when it came to that kid, seeing him as someone who was both threatening yet thinking he was possibly just an idiot. Frowning a little when the guy finally left them alone, he looked up to Takeshi and nodded a little as he was patted, “I knowww…but he’s still scary”, he spoke up, smiling a little, “I would like some food though, yes!” Shu was a little concerned that T’charrl was asking the kid to get food, especially after what happened between the pair. If he was going to end up becoming desperate enough to ask a former enemy for food then there had to be something wrong with their friend. He had become awfully withdrawn since turning into a big monster. Letting out a sigh, he followed Takeshi into the kitchen and looked around curiously, “Ooooh? Sweet and spicy?” he asked curiously, frowning a little, “Is spicy that green stuff you fed me…? I don’t know if I want that again…”
Viral had a pretty uncomfortable time changing like that, especially when it wasn’t immediate like it could potentially be. He was out of practice with this one, he was not sure how this change worked either so everything felt so awkward and a little sore. He was having a hard time trying to recognise what he was supposed to be feeling out for, especially as he was suddenly being altered against his will and distracted by the while ‘changing into a giant cat’ thing. He wasn’t having a very good time with this, his mind constantly switching between two states with one half threatening to force him to attack Vegeta. It was all for science and trying to understand how he worked and what made his changes tick, but he still really felt the massive urge to slap Vegeta across the head because of his enthusiasm. In his fully transformed state it was lucky that he hadn’t damaged his vocal chords this time, so it was an improvement from before.
The change to a giant had thrown him off more than anything, especially when it meant everything inside him as well had to change and get bigger with him. Of course his appetite would increase, of course he’d find the urge to batter Vegeta around like a ball almost becoming too much, but of course his attempted resistance against these desires had him dizzily falling on the floor at the same time. Reaching out for some food pathetically, he moved his legs around to sit up as Vegeta gave him another steak, pulling it in with his paws as he managed to sit up. Picking up the steak, he licked it slowly with little attention being paid to Vegeta until he spoke up, his eyes quickly switching to him for only a second before going back down to the steak. He was losing his attention span over Vegeta, chomping down on the steak instead of paying attention to him.
T’charrl was feeling just awful, already feeling like he failed himself and everyone else by becoming this monster and now what was worse was he probably looked even more terrifying with the longer frontal appendages. He looked somewhat noble in his stance, less hunched forward and yet he still looked depressed for a gross toothy monster. He didn’t have his mother or any other source of positive energy to get rid of the negative, nor was there any way he could exert the energy. Slowly lying down on his massive claws, he let out a hissing groan before hearing the door unlock, his elongated antennae twitching before he turned towards the door upon the sounds of a vocalised splat that sounded through the room. Haku had returned, his eyes going straight down to the fruit before he made a manic leap straight for it. He wasn’t the giant he could be, but having a big bug-monster suddenly jump at a pile of fruit in desperation. Pulling it all towards him, he hissed and snarled as he used his long tongue to pick up and toss the fruit into his mouth, chomping on it with a strange sense of purpose to simply eating while his antennae moved towards Haku with interest. He could smell the meat juices on him, his eyes going up to him as he continued to lick up the fruit.
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Shu felt pretty stuck there, not knowing whether to accept Takeshi’s logic or not. Fruit didn’t move so he couldn’t stalk it, but he did eat it so maybe it was also prey. Scratching his head, he shrugged a little, “Maybe! Yummy things! I do like the sound of that”, he cheered, finding it downright fun to think of himself as that, even if it wasn’t exactly realistic thinking, “If fruit ran around and I could catch it, that would be fun…then biting into it! All juicy and sweet…” Feeling pretty excited over eating now, he was put on alert over the figure racing on up towards them. At first he wasn’t really aware of who it was until he snapped out of his little bubble he had with Takeshi and instead quickly hid behind him, peering at Haku from behind Takeshi. He didn’t know what he was up to, but he did squeak when the kid spoke up and his eyes went to Takeshi, “Friend T’charrl asked him for food…? I guess Mister Viral really isn’t training anymore…”
T’charrl was well enough accepting his fate at this point, looking down at his painful growing body until he couldn’t even see his toes; of course, that was until they grew large with powerful legs to support his body. He couldn’t help but fall forward at this point, he was exhausted and now he needed to go through the horrible pain that was mutating. As his arms grew larger, he slowly turned his enlarging head to look at them before suddenly taking a fit of pain from his upper arms. The growths he had before were also growing large, but much larger than being merely curved sword-like. They were proper extensions on his arms in this form, driving sharp points into the ground with hair running up in grooves along them. It seemed this mutated form changed with him, the large pointed extensions now able to support him and allow him to reach out beyond what he could before. Panicking, he started rapidly breathing, his claws going to his chest before he decided to sit up. His secondary arms had lengthened to support him completely with massive biceps to support his weight, his usually main arms sitting to the sides now that they had been freed up completely. Despite being fully mutated again, T’charrl wasn’t acting like a wild animal, but he was struggling to control that side of him. He may had mutated, but his latest increase in power had granted him just that little bit more control over himself.
Viral mildly wished Vegeta wasn’t revelling in this, knowing what he was like when it came to science and considering this was still an experiment had him enjoying this greatly. Viral wasn’t enjoying it, especially when he was struggling to hold his mind together and hope he could still talk in the end. His vocal chords had been damaged when he first transformed into this creature, probably due to the state he had been in when he changed, but he didn’t want to risk something like that happening again. Feeling a little vulnerable, he stared at Vegeta as he expressed his excitement, frowning a little as he spoke on about what he had possibly discovered before he realised he was going through another surge of change only as he realised his snout was coming in. Holding up a paw to his face, he let out a groan, “Nnh! Just…got to…speak…” he growled, his snout fully forming with his already pointed shark teeth forming into a good set of fangs with his talking acting as reassurance that he’ll be able to communicate. He was having a hard enough time trying to keep his mind together, but Vegeta blabbing on was definitely helping.
Growling like a cat when his fur thickened so much so that it forced its way through the tears in his clothing, his forearms lengthening as the change progressed, “…Is this exciting enough for you?? Euchhh it’s…really uncomfortable now…” Slowly moving his paws onto his head, there was a large spike of activity with the smell of meat in the air while his tail also grew out long and large. His instincts were beginning to increase greatly beyond reasoning but while he still struggled to try and keep his mind there was no way he could not feel the desire to feast. With his clothes almost at bursting point from the fur and forming muscles, he lowered his paws at the smell of cooking meat with barely any wonder going through his mind to where Vegeta got that from. Taking the steak, he stared at it with rounded pupils before he began to chomp at it, letting Vegeta remove the nodes. The steak was definitely very satisfying, but as he finished it up he gasped when a loud tearing sound signalled he was growing taller, his body becoming muscular yet lithe as he towered over Vegeta.
Viral couldn’t help but fall over after growing twelve feet tall, feeling dazed and disorientated with all the mental struggle he was going through. He needed to get his mental state under control nevermind the changes himself. Holding up his paw pathetically, he groaned in anger before slamming it on the ground, his face shifting to rest on the side as he tried to speak, “Arrooghhh…my head…” he spoke in a deep voice, “More…where is my food…?” His mind had turned into a single-track road, his care completely off his change and just pining for more food instead. He wanted it, sure, but the fact that he was now a half-ton cat monster had disappeared had disappeared completely for now.
T’charrl was well enough accepting his fate at this point, looking down at his painful growing body until he couldn’t even see his toes; of course, that was until they grew large with powerful legs to support his body. He couldn’t help but fall forward at this point, he was exhausted and now he needed to go through the horrible pain that was mutating. As his arms grew larger, he slowly turned his enlarging head to look at them before suddenly taking a fit of pain from his upper arms. The growths he had before were also growing large, but much larger than being merely curved sword-like. They were proper extensions on his arms in this form, driving sharp points into the ground with hair running up in grooves along them. It seemed this mutated form changed with him, the large pointed extensions now able to support him and allow him to reach out beyond what he could before. Panicking, he started rapidly breathing, his claws going to his chest before he decided to sit up. His secondary arms had lengthened to support him completely with massive biceps to support his weight, his usually main arms sitting to the sides now that they had been freed up completely. Despite being fully mutated again, T’charrl wasn’t acting like a wild animal, but he was struggling to control that side of him. He may had mutated, but his latest increase in power had granted him just that little bit more control over himself.
Viral mildly wished Vegeta wasn’t revelling in this, knowing what he was like when it came to science and considering this was still an experiment had him enjoying this greatly. Viral wasn’t enjoying it, especially when he was struggling to hold his mind together and hope he could still talk in the end. His vocal chords had been damaged when he first transformed into this creature, probably due to the state he had been in when he changed, but he didn’t want to risk something like that happening again. Feeling a little vulnerable, he stared at Vegeta as he expressed his excitement, frowning a little as he spoke on about what he had possibly discovered before he realised he was going through another surge of change only as he realised his snout was coming in. Holding up a paw to his face, he let out a groan, “Nnh! Just…got to…speak…” he growled, his snout fully forming with his already pointed shark teeth forming into a good set of fangs with his talking acting as reassurance that he’ll be able to communicate. He was having a hard enough time trying to keep his mind together, but Vegeta blabbing on was definitely helping.
Growling like a cat when his fur thickened so much so that it forced its way through the tears in his clothing, his forearms lengthening as the change progressed, “…Is this exciting enough for you?? Euchhh it’s…really uncomfortable now…” Slowly moving his paws onto his head, there was a large spike of activity with the smell of meat in the air while his tail also grew out long and large. His instincts were beginning to increase greatly beyond reasoning but while he still struggled to try and keep his mind there was no way he could not feel the desire to feast. With his clothes almost at bursting point from the fur and forming muscles, he lowered his paws at the smell of cooking meat with barely any wonder going through his mind to where Vegeta got that from. Taking the steak, he stared at it with rounded pupils before he began to chomp at it, letting Vegeta remove the nodes. The steak was definitely very satisfying, but as he finished it up he gasped when a loud tearing sound signalled he was growing taller, his body becoming muscular yet lithe as he towered over Vegeta.
Viral couldn’t help but fall over after growing twelve feet tall, feeling dazed and disorientated with all the mental struggle he was going through. He needed to get his mental state under control nevermind the changes himself. Holding up his paw pathetically, he groaned in anger before slamming it on the ground, his face shifting to rest on the side as he tried to speak, “Arrooghhh…my head…” he spoke in a deep voice, “More…where is my food…?” His mind had turned into a single-track road, his care completely off his change and just pining for more food instead. He wanted it, sure, but the fact that he was now a half-ton cat monster had disappeared had disappeared completely for now.
Shu didn’t mind putting the talk about their mother on hold, but he was willing to talk about it more with Takeshi if he so felt like it. He just couldn’t explain it, he just didn’t get the same instinct that Takeshi did or desires to have one, but that was probably because he wasn’t used to having the thought of a parent in his life at any point. Right now his mind was on the thought of eating food, something he could find enjoyment in no matter what his situation was. Bouncing around Takeshi, he smiled up at him, “You know…prey! Like meat!” he squeaked happily, giving Takeshi a poke in the side, “Yeah fruit too! Mix fruit and meat?? Oooh! Maybe! That sounds exciting!” Bread wasn’t something he often liked, probably because whenever he ate it he got the hiccups, but he would still eat it with Takeshi and enjoy it with him. Giving him a smile, he looked back to the corridor, tilting his head a little at the sight of someone up ahead.
Choi hoped Yumi might be excited to learn this technique, however common it was for a pair of Saiyans to learn it and many other species capable of Ki control. It was often Saiyans who were in groups all the time that used it, so of course Choi and Kai used it to communicate with each other and to make fun of Kabocha from behind his back. Nodding quickly, he pointed to his head, “Yes! Anybody who has great Ki control can learn it and it’s super-useful too”. Smiling at her, he gasped a little when she pulled him close to her, staring down at her and raising his hands up, “Uhh no! Not about you, at least! I mean…it’s only me and Kai mostly and we use it mainly in battle…but then again, our telepathy between ourselves is miles stronger than a single being’s…we’ve been capable of using it since we were able to talk”. Giving her a smile, he put his hand on hers and tried to pull away from her grip, “Besides, after I teach you I can teach you how to explode something with it…just not their brains or anything like that, but like invisible Ki…”
T’charrl was trying hard to not scare the kid, especially when he was his last hope to get some food before he had to squeeze out into the corridor and get it himself, or at the very least hope someone would find him trying to get out of the door itself. Finding it difficult to not show off a fierce face, he kept his head covered, “F-Food…y-yesss! Please!” he spoke, finding his words easier to connect even if he was in constant instability. Looking up over his claws a little, he watched as the kid ran to the door and immediately closed it, shouting through it in reassurance. He just had to keep telling himself that he won’t try to eat the kid when he came back, especially considering he tried to attack his mother. If sweet food was brought back to him then he would go straight for that anyway.
Slowly moving his claws away, T’charrl thought he had a moment where his mutation calmed down, but just as he tried to sit up there was a deep rumble that reverberated up his throat before exiting in a horrid snarl, his teeth showing off how long and sharp they were becoming as a mass of drool exited his mouth. The hunger was starting, his mind only questioning why the spirit allowed this to happen to which his thoughts were answered almost immediately. As his body began to expand with muscle again and the floor was slowly becoming farther away as his abdomen extended, he could only curse himself for absorbing the General’s energy and not expelling it before it could do this to his body.
Viral was definitely not having as much fun as Vegeta was and did wish the change would happen quicker than it was, but curse him and his determination to keep his mind together considering this was only his second time utilising this form. He was having a hard enough time keeping on the chair, especially when he had giant paws for hands with thumbs that had moved too far away from his thick stumpy fingers to allow him to hold onto it. Vegeta looked like he was having a field day with this one, trying to hit him with all sorts of extended terms for what he was experiencing. With large paws scraping off the floor, he didn’t expect Vegeta to try and make a break for the kitchen just because he was afraid he might eat him. Letting out a groan, he shook his head in disbelief before suddenly gasping as his legs jolted when Vegeta came back into the room, “God damnit! I’m trying to sit tight!” he shouted as his legs and feet decided now was a good time to change in shape, making it awfully difficult to sit on the chair before falling off.
Letting out a growl, he waved the drooping wires away from his face as he slowly stood up on his newly changed legs, taking deep breaths to try and keep his mind together, “I want…to smack you so hard across the face!” he groaned, his paw going to his head, “I don’t…want to lose the ability to talk…” He knew he shouldn’t be so hard on himself, but this was very stressful. His clothes were already feeling tight and tearing, already making him feel uncomfortable to be stared at. Turning back to Vegeta, he went to move towards him but had his head stopped by the wires still connected to him. He was feeling very flustered right now and confused, his mind switching between two states. Staring at his paws, he let out a groan as he tried to keep his mind together, “…Have you…at least thought about why this is…happening to me…?”
Choi hoped Yumi might be excited to learn this technique, however common it was for a pair of Saiyans to learn it and many other species capable of Ki control. It was often Saiyans who were in groups all the time that used it, so of course Choi and Kai used it to communicate with each other and to make fun of Kabocha from behind his back. Nodding quickly, he pointed to his head, “Yes! Anybody who has great Ki control can learn it and it’s super-useful too”. Smiling at her, he gasped a little when she pulled him close to her, staring down at her and raising his hands up, “Uhh no! Not about you, at least! I mean…it’s only me and Kai mostly and we use it mainly in battle…but then again, our telepathy between ourselves is miles stronger than a single being’s…we’ve been capable of using it since we were able to talk”. Giving her a smile, he put his hand on hers and tried to pull away from her grip, “Besides, after I teach you I can teach you how to explode something with it…just not their brains or anything like that, but like invisible Ki…”
T’charrl was trying hard to not scare the kid, especially when he was his last hope to get some food before he had to squeeze out into the corridor and get it himself, or at the very least hope someone would find him trying to get out of the door itself. Finding it difficult to not show off a fierce face, he kept his head covered, “F-Food…y-yesss! Please!” he spoke, finding his words easier to connect even if he was in constant instability. Looking up over his claws a little, he watched as the kid ran to the door and immediately closed it, shouting through it in reassurance. He just had to keep telling himself that he won’t try to eat the kid when he came back, especially considering he tried to attack his mother. If sweet food was brought back to him then he would go straight for that anyway.
Slowly moving his claws away, T’charrl thought he had a moment where his mutation calmed down, but just as he tried to sit up there was a deep rumble that reverberated up his throat before exiting in a horrid snarl, his teeth showing off how long and sharp they were becoming as a mass of drool exited his mouth. The hunger was starting, his mind only questioning why the spirit allowed this to happen to which his thoughts were answered almost immediately. As his body began to expand with muscle again and the floor was slowly becoming farther away as his abdomen extended, he could only curse himself for absorbing the General’s energy and not expelling it before it could do this to his body.
Viral was definitely not having as much fun as Vegeta was and did wish the change would happen quicker than it was, but curse him and his determination to keep his mind together considering this was only his second time utilising this form. He was having a hard enough time keeping on the chair, especially when he had giant paws for hands with thumbs that had moved too far away from his thick stumpy fingers to allow him to hold onto it. Vegeta looked like he was having a field day with this one, trying to hit him with all sorts of extended terms for what he was experiencing. With large paws scraping off the floor, he didn’t expect Vegeta to try and make a break for the kitchen just because he was afraid he might eat him. Letting out a groan, he shook his head in disbelief before suddenly gasping as his legs jolted when Vegeta came back into the room, “God damnit! I’m trying to sit tight!” he shouted as his legs and feet decided now was a good time to change in shape, making it awfully difficult to sit on the chair before falling off.
Letting out a growl, he waved the drooping wires away from his face as he slowly stood up on his newly changed legs, taking deep breaths to try and keep his mind together, “I want…to smack you so hard across the face!” he groaned, his paw going to his head, “I don’t…want to lose the ability to talk…” He knew he shouldn’t be so hard on himself, but this was very stressful. His clothes were already feeling tight and tearing, already making him feel uncomfortable to be stared at. Turning back to Vegeta, he went to move towards him but had his head stopped by the wires still connected to him. He was feeling very flustered right now and confused, his mind switching between two states. Staring at his paws, he let out a groan as he tried to keep his mind together, “…Have you…at least thought about why this is…happening to me…?”
Shu was pretty forgiving of Yumi’s and Choi’s antics, but of course it was Yumi and if she needed this place then they could go somewhere else and chat about things like their mother and what they might do after. It would be so weird, having them and even Vegeta get their mothers back even if one was lucky enough to get a loving father too. He wondered whether his own father felt anything for him, but then again the guy was not the kind who wouldn’t care for himself like a lot of Saiyans at the top of their game. Giving Takeshi a smile, he bounced on out of the room and looked up at Takeshi, giving him a smile, “Food! I’m in the mood for food!” he giggled, giving him a grin when he was told off for fruit, “But, but, but okay! Heeeee…I waaaaaant…meat! Much meat! Please? I pounced on you like pouncing on prey so I deserve food like prey now.
Choi was a mixed sort of happy right now, mainly because he was a bit guilty that he had chased the brothers out of a little moment but he was getting to train with Yumi. She might find this technique he wanted to teach possibly boring, but it was something he and Kai used all the time and to master it the whole isolation this room brought was just perfect for mastering it. Giving Takeshi and Shu a little wave as they left, looking back to Yumi and giving a nod, “Yeah! Well, it’s kind of a secret Saiyan technique…as in nobody knows you’re doing it”, he spoke, slowly sneaking towards her as if it really was a top secret technique, “Nobody EVER knows”. He was hoping he could teach her some more techniques that would be handy for her, but this one was probably going to be the most useful. Looking to her finger, he smiled a little and shook his head, “Do you want to learn maybe…how to send messages to others in secret? With your mind! No need to speak out loud ever again”.
T’charrl didn’t think the kid would want to stick around in a million years after seeing him mutate before, but maybe after seeing it this one wouldn’t had been any different. He really needed some help now, he was very vulnerable even if he took on a form that looked more suited to demonstrate strength. He wanted to get up to have a proper look at himself, he needed to see what he was by default for now before deciding whether he wanted to be seen by people. Staring at him, he frowned slightly at his answer, finding it to be so vague and not giving him much of a clue, “Just…didn’t? Just didn’t…” he sighed, his body shaking for a moment as it audibly rumbled, “Ackshhh…ffffood…I need food. Sssweet food, I need sweet…” He definitely needed energy, just like he needed it after the battle with the General but didn’t get it properly until he mutated again ending with his mother finding him. It was ending up being the exact same scenario and he should had learned his lesson from it. If he had to look on the bright side of it, at least he won’t mutate into a huge beast and would be a sort of ‘medium’ sized one. Trying to keep it under control, his large arm moved to cover his face, trying not to scare the kid as he unwillingly began to snarl and show his teeth, “S-sorry…but pleassse get…”
Viral felt pretty out of it just over what was happening to him, finding it hard to concentrate on his own thoughts and concerns. This transformation didn’t hurt him, but it caused his nerves to seize as the change happened against his will; it was his ultimate form that hurt like hell when it came out unwelcomed, but that was probably expected considering how violent it was. He couldn’t believe he was actually having to try hard not to make cat sounds, his embarrassment levels pretty high in front of Vegeta. He couldn’t imagine what he was like before when he couldn’t remember what happened, but he just wanted to forget that happened. The size his now cat-paw was getting made him feel pretty uneasy, actually making his large forearm look like a normal arm in comparison. Such an embarrassment he was, but Vegeta seemed absolutely thrilled to catch him in mid-tranformation. Being pulled along he was growing fur in places he didn’t want to exist, his spine starting to become pretty itchy, “Damnit…you know if I was an animal I would let you drag me…”
Finally arriving at the medical ward and his shoes were feeling pretty tight, but hoping he could last to somewhere where he might not fall he took large strides before almost falling onto the chair. His face had fur growing close to his eyes at this point and his eyes were indicating some sort of struggle to keep his attention on Vegeta. Taking hold of the chair as Vegeta hooked up his head without permission, his shoes split open as large cat feet with giant claws protruding from them. Viral was looking pretty dazed at this point, his mind going inbetween feral and normal as he tried to keep focused on Vegeta, “God…describe it? I’m…finding it hard to focus, my head is…swimming, my ears are ringing…I don’t want this to happen but I can’t stop it!” he spoke, trying to keep up the focus as he soon lost grip of the chair as his other hand changed too, his eyes going to it as it formed into a huge paw, “I-It tingles, it jolts, it-…murrrr-becoming hard to keep me from-“ His paws moved to try and grip onto the chair as if trying to stop himself from moving, his eyes desperate to keep focused on Vegeta so that he might keep his current mindset, “Arrghhh-to keep me from pouncing you and trying to eat you! I’m so hungry…so hungry…no! No I’m not! I just think I am! You kicking my gut didn’t help! Does that help you, Vegeta??”
Choi was a mixed sort of happy right now, mainly because he was a bit guilty that he had chased the brothers out of a little moment but he was getting to train with Yumi. She might find this technique he wanted to teach possibly boring, but it was something he and Kai used all the time and to master it the whole isolation this room brought was just perfect for mastering it. Giving Takeshi and Shu a little wave as they left, looking back to Yumi and giving a nod, “Yeah! Well, it’s kind of a secret Saiyan technique…as in nobody knows you’re doing it”, he spoke, slowly sneaking towards her as if it really was a top secret technique, “Nobody EVER knows”. He was hoping he could teach her some more techniques that would be handy for her, but this one was probably going to be the most useful. Looking to her finger, he smiled a little and shook his head, “Do you want to learn maybe…how to send messages to others in secret? With your mind! No need to speak out loud ever again”.
T’charrl didn’t think the kid would want to stick around in a million years after seeing him mutate before, but maybe after seeing it this one wouldn’t had been any different. He really needed some help now, he was very vulnerable even if he took on a form that looked more suited to demonstrate strength. He wanted to get up to have a proper look at himself, he needed to see what he was by default for now before deciding whether he wanted to be seen by people. Staring at him, he frowned slightly at his answer, finding it to be so vague and not giving him much of a clue, “Just…didn’t? Just didn’t…” he sighed, his body shaking for a moment as it audibly rumbled, “Ackshhh…ffffood…I need food. Sssweet food, I need sweet…” He definitely needed energy, just like he needed it after the battle with the General but didn’t get it properly until he mutated again ending with his mother finding him. It was ending up being the exact same scenario and he should had learned his lesson from it. If he had to look on the bright side of it, at least he won’t mutate into a huge beast and would be a sort of ‘medium’ sized one. Trying to keep it under control, his large arm moved to cover his face, trying not to scare the kid as he unwillingly began to snarl and show his teeth, “S-sorry…but pleassse get…”
Viral felt pretty out of it just over what was happening to him, finding it hard to concentrate on his own thoughts and concerns. This transformation didn’t hurt him, but it caused his nerves to seize as the change happened against his will; it was his ultimate form that hurt like hell when it came out unwelcomed, but that was probably expected considering how violent it was. He couldn’t believe he was actually having to try hard not to make cat sounds, his embarrassment levels pretty high in front of Vegeta. He couldn’t imagine what he was like before when he couldn’t remember what happened, but he just wanted to forget that happened. The size his now cat-paw was getting made him feel pretty uneasy, actually making his large forearm look like a normal arm in comparison. Such an embarrassment he was, but Vegeta seemed absolutely thrilled to catch him in mid-tranformation. Being pulled along he was growing fur in places he didn’t want to exist, his spine starting to become pretty itchy, “Damnit…you know if I was an animal I would let you drag me…”
Finally arriving at the medical ward and his shoes were feeling pretty tight, but hoping he could last to somewhere where he might not fall he took large strides before almost falling onto the chair. His face had fur growing close to his eyes at this point and his eyes were indicating some sort of struggle to keep his attention on Vegeta. Taking hold of the chair as Vegeta hooked up his head without permission, his shoes split open as large cat feet with giant claws protruding from them. Viral was looking pretty dazed at this point, his mind going inbetween feral and normal as he tried to keep focused on Vegeta, “God…describe it? I’m…finding it hard to focus, my head is…swimming, my ears are ringing…I don’t want this to happen but I can’t stop it!” he spoke, trying to keep up the focus as he soon lost grip of the chair as his other hand changed too, his eyes going to it as it formed into a huge paw, “I-It tingles, it jolts, it-…murrrr-becoming hard to keep me from-“ His paws moved to try and grip onto the chair as if trying to stop himself from moving, his eyes desperate to keep focused on Vegeta so that he might keep his current mindset, “Arrghhh-to keep me from pouncing you and trying to eat you! I’m so hungry…so hungry…no! No I’m not! I just think I am! You kicking my gut didn’t help! Does that help you, Vegeta??”
Shu certainly was able to hold onto secrets, especially when they were threatened with the permanent removal of smoothies from his life unless he stole them and even then he had no idea how you steal a drink like that, “Ooh! Noooo I won’t tell anyone! I keep secrets, all shhhh”, he spoke, holding his finger up to his mouth before looking behind himself at the back wall, “I no tell! Keep all the secrets, yessssshhhh”. Giving Takeshi a little smile, he slowly looked down at his hands, pressing his fingers together in anticipation over the possibility of seeing their mother. It was an awfully strange predicament to be in; not being able to tell whether his mother would love him and whether he was going to be able to love her. Keeping his head lowered, he nodded slowly before he squeaked, “Hugs and stuff? I like hugs and stuff…ooh! I hope all those things happen! I really do!” Giving him a smile, he hiccupped when Takeshi was suddenly put on alert, his eyes going to the door as well. It was Yumi and one of the twins, he didn’t know what one but probably the one she liked, whatever one that was. Bouncing up to his feet, he waved at Yumi before bouncing over to the pair, smiling at them both, “Hi! We were just about to go! We want food and maybe see if Mister Viral and Vegeta were finished with the room!”
Choi had fun when he was all sneaky with Yumi there, gasping in sarcastic disbelief when they were caught. They had their own fun when they were away together and it was certainly nice, but it was all time for fighting and he was going to try to teach her some moves to give her a present of sorts. He had a few techniques in mind that she might not know about, but they definitely needed this room. Grinning at Takeshi, he gave him a thumbs up, “Hey we didn’t hear anything! No worries! I mean, maybe we did, but we won’t tell until we need to bribe you”.
T’charrl felt like he was going to die, but the worst outcome was probably going to turn him into a disgusting monster instead. His shoulder was in constant pain and he couldn’t move it, the orb struggling to contain the corruption. This must had been how the General got his huge bulking body when he injected himself, but he couldn’t imagine having that sort of muscle; no wonder the General looked so sickly after, he probably wouldn’t be feeling too good himself after this. Hoping maybe the kid might fill out this one request, he stared at Haku who took a moment of hesitation before saying anything else. Staring at him with a pained expression, the kid was soon starting to rattle on with mostly random words. Not giving him much of a clue to what he was wanting to say, he continued to listen to him in hopes that it might help.
All this talking the kid was doing sounded somewhat odd, but his increasing understanding over the language was only implanting itself in his brain the more he spoke. All about his life from the sounds of it, at least regarding what his family was like before he left to Takeshi’s planet. Taking in deep breaths as he stared at the kid, his pained look soon softened as it gradually became less as his eyes slowly looked up to his infected shoulder. The corruption was disappearing, the bone and hardened skin was slowly shrinking and the orb was turning a clear blue again. The pain had eased greatly, but there was still the injury left from the sudden protrusion and that definitely hurt. Frowning, he soon let out a sigh, a large paw slowly moving towards his shoulder before his eyes instead went straight to his paw. Just what had he become? It wasn’t as bad as his monstrous form, but he felt really fat compared to what he was before, his lower arms might as well be trunks while his upper arms might as well be weapons as opposed to actual limbs. The power within this form was overwhelming compared to his last, he actually felt stronger, but he was definitely worried over what his friends might think of him. Letting out a groan, he slowly rolled over onto his front, a deep frown on his large face, “…T-Thank you…yesss…” he spoke, still trying to get used to using the language. It was all the nonsense he had trouble with when he was practicing with Vegeta, but the man had helped him greatly with pronouncing all these words. Despite all of that happening, his insides were still taking their time to change all with a need for sugar rising as his stomachs began to form properly. Looking to the kid, he kept pretty silent before finally speaking up, “You…didn’t rrrun…? Why…?”
Viral barely seemed aware of what was happening to him or what the reality of it was, his only real sign of awareness seemed to be that he was staring at it. Watching as the talon-like claws shot out, he let out a low cat-like groan before suddenly gasping when Vegeta called him out on letting it happen. His eyes quickly changing back to slits, he looked towards Vegeta a little before he was suddenly grabbed and dragged on away with determination. He couldn’t resist it, in fact he was having a hard enough time trying to keep his mind together without it falling apart over what was happening to him, “The…medical ward? But I need to-“ The paw Vegeta was holding onto quickly began to change, becoming large and fluffy with hard underpads. Frowning a little, he held onto his head with his only normal hand, trying to find focus, “…Hurry up before I start tripping up…or something…”
Choi had fun when he was all sneaky with Yumi there, gasping in sarcastic disbelief when they were caught. They had their own fun when they were away together and it was certainly nice, but it was all time for fighting and he was going to try to teach her some moves to give her a present of sorts. He had a few techniques in mind that she might not know about, but they definitely needed this room. Grinning at Takeshi, he gave him a thumbs up, “Hey we didn’t hear anything! No worries! I mean, maybe we did, but we won’t tell until we need to bribe you”.
T’charrl felt like he was going to die, but the worst outcome was probably going to turn him into a disgusting monster instead. His shoulder was in constant pain and he couldn’t move it, the orb struggling to contain the corruption. This must had been how the General got his huge bulking body when he injected himself, but he couldn’t imagine having that sort of muscle; no wonder the General looked so sickly after, he probably wouldn’t be feeling too good himself after this. Hoping maybe the kid might fill out this one request, he stared at Haku who took a moment of hesitation before saying anything else. Staring at him with a pained expression, the kid was soon starting to rattle on with mostly random words. Not giving him much of a clue to what he was wanting to say, he continued to listen to him in hopes that it might help.
All this talking the kid was doing sounded somewhat odd, but his increasing understanding over the language was only implanting itself in his brain the more he spoke. All about his life from the sounds of it, at least regarding what his family was like before he left to Takeshi’s planet. Taking in deep breaths as he stared at the kid, his pained look soon softened as it gradually became less as his eyes slowly looked up to his infected shoulder. The corruption was disappearing, the bone and hardened skin was slowly shrinking and the orb was turning a clear blue again. The pain had eased greatly, but there was still the injury left from the sudden protrusion and that definitely hurt. Frowning, he soon let out a sigh, a large paw slowly moving towards his shoulder before his eyes instead went straight to his paw. Just what had he become? It wasn’t as bad as his monstrous form, but he felt really fat compared to what he was before, his lower arms might as well be trunks while his upper arms might as well be weapons as opposed to actual limbs. The power within this form was overwhelming compared to his last, he actually felt stronger, but he was definitely worried over what his friends might think of him. Letting out a groan, he slowly rolled over onto his front, a deep frown on his large face, “…T-Thank you…yesss…” he spoke, still trying to get used to using the language. It was all the nonsense he had trouble with when he was practicing with Vegeta, but the man had helped him greatly with pronouncing all these words. Despite all of that happening, his insides were still taking their time to change all with a need for sugar rising as his stomachs began to form properly. Looking to the kid, he kept pretty silent before finally speaking up, “You…didn’t rrrun…? Why…?”
Viral barely seemed aware of what was happening to him or what the reality of it was, his only real sign of awareness seemed to be that he was staring at it. Watching as the talon-like claws shot out, he let out a low cat-like groan before suddenly gasping when Vegeta called him out on letting it happen. His eyes quickly changing back to slits, he looked towards Vegeta a little before he was suddenly grabbed and dragged on away with determination. He couldn’t resist it, in fact he was having a hard enough time trying to keep his mind together without it falling apart over what was happening to him, “The…medical ward? But I need to-“ The paw Vegeta was holding onto quickly began to change, becoming large and fluffy with hard underpads. Frowning a little, he held onto his head with his only normal hand, trying to find focus, “…Hurry up before I start tripping up…or something…”
Shu did like to share, but there wasn’t too much of his own life he had shared before either. He wasn’t secretive, but nobody really cared much about his past and cared more for the present, even if he had told Takeshi some of his past. All that wasn’t important anyway, at least not important enough to be concerned with after all. Tilting his head a little, he smiled at Takeshi when he laughed and bounced a little on the spot, feeling pretty happy to hear that, “Oooohh, no problem!” he giggled, hiccupping when he was poked. Giving his head a shake, he rubbed his chest and shrugged a little, “I won’t tell! It’s not a big deal because I know and that’s all that really mattered, right?” Feeling a little more confident about the present, the future still made him feel a little worried considering how he felt about his mother, “Well…she’ll like you! But I don’t know about me”, he spoke, taking hold of his tail, “Maybe she will! But I don’t know because I’m hairy and weird and stuff and maybe she won’t believe we’re brothers because I’m so different from you”.
T’charrl was in a great level of pain after that metamorphosis, not to mention he was feeling stressed out over what he had become. He thought he might just look a little different, but instead there was a whole new form hiding in that old skin of his. This was no time to be stressed though, the corruption forcing an even worse outcome that could either turn him into something no better than the General or just kill him outright. As his insides continued to gargle through reconstruction, he found himself in pain and vulnerable. If the kid decided to attack him he would probably burst a hole in his gut pretty easily. Trying to form words for the kid to understand without sounding too much like an illiterate Kaesstrian, he almost had it if he could cut it out with the kicking and hissing his words as he struggled with the pain. The kid responded thankfully, finding it easier to focus on something that made him more like a person than a corrupt monster. Staring at him with slight curiosity through the pain, the corrupt energy settled a little up until Haku stopped speaking, causing it to spike.
The spike was easily felt and he was quickly struggling again, his claws shifting on the floor before the corrupted orb on his shoulder suddenly swelled and a mass of hard cartilage shot out, a large black spine forming from his shoulder’s bone and forcing out hard rocky skin. T’charrl let out a pained yell, the upper arm barely being shown mercy as muscles bulged up like a tumorous growth around it. The corrupted orb was still trying to fight against the energy as if the spirit itself was forcing energy into it from other places, the muscles pulsating and the spines sometimes receding during the attempt. The kid was going to need to give it more than that if he was to survive, or at least keep his mind, “Sssspeak more!!! I n-need…to feel…normal!” The spirit was helping him all it could, but the corruption was forcing out mutations T’charrl definitely didn’t need to go through while he had to try and understand what Haku was saying and be able to respond to it. He should know the language enough in theory, he just had to reach deep into his mind and find it.
Viral didn’t know why he felt so disorientated, but Vegeta had put a good bit of power into those attacks. He didn’t know what he was supposed to do now that fighting like that didn’t work, especially when being beaten to near death always seemed to work. Maybe he was doing it wrong, but he sure was feeling dizzy too. Slowly reaching up to his head, he gave the bruises a rub as he tried to get blood circulating and not pooling as much considering it was needed elsewhere. Slowing down his breathing, he soon sighed and slowly began to move a table back, staring at it before he slowly came to a halt. He wasn’t there yet, but slowly reaching up to his head he cupped his ears to try and get the ringing to stop, it proving to be most painful indeed when his mind could barely find itself right now and his body being left in pain, especially his gut which was soon rumbling in disagreement. Slowly giving them a rub, he twitched a little when Vegeta spoke up, calling for him to come over to him. Staring at the table, he instead slowly bent forward as if going to reach down for the table but as he withdrew his hands from his ears there was instead large balls of fluff that popped out into big pointed ears. As his ears twitch, his shoulder soon began twitching too as he raised his hand as he watched his claws burst out into large talons as the form decided to show itself.
T’charrl was in a great level of pain after that metamorphosis, not to mention he was feeling stressed out over what he had become. He thought he might just look a little different, but instead there was a whole new form hiding in that old skin of his. This was no time to be stressed though, the corruption forcing an even worse outcome that could either turn him into something no better than the General or just kill him outright. As his insides continued to gargle through reconstruction, he found himself in pain and vulnerable. If the kid decided to attack him he would probably burst a hole in his gut pretty easily. Trying to form words for the kid to understand without sounding too much like an illiterate Kaesstrian, he almost had it if he could cut it out with the kicking and hissing his words as he struggled with the pain. The kid responded thankfully, finding it easier to focus on something that made him more like a person than a corrupt monster. Staring at him with slight curiosity through the pain, the corrupt energy settled a little up until Haku stopped speaking, causing it to spike.
The spike was easily felt and he was quickly struggling again, his claws shifting on the floor before the corrupted orb on his shoulder suddenly swelled and a mass of hard cartilage shot out, a large black spine forming from his shoulder’s bone and forcing out hard rocky skin. T’charrl let out a pained yell, the upper arm barely being shown mercy as muscles bulged up like a tumorous growth around it. The corrupted orb was still trying to fight against the energy as if the spirit itself was forcing energy into it from other places, the muscles pulsating and the spines sometimes receding during the attempt. The kid was going to need to give it more than that if he was to survive, or at least keep his mind, “Sssspeak more!!! I n-need…to feel…normal!” The spirit was helping him all it could, but the corruption was forcing out mutations T’charrl definitely didn’t need to go through while he had to try and understand what Haku was saying and be able to respond to it. He should know the language enough in theory, he just had to reach deep into his mind and find it.
Viral didn’t know why he felt so disorientated, but Vegeta had put a good bit of power into those attacks. He didn’t know what he was supposed to do now that fighting like that didn’t work, especially when being beaten to near death always seemed to work. Maybe he was doing it wrong, but he sure was feeling dizzy too. Slowly reaching up to his head, he gave the bruises a rub as he tried to get blood circulating and not pooling as much considering it was needed elsewhere. Slowing down his breathing, he soon sighed and slowly began to move a table back, staring at it before he slowly came to a halt. He wasn’t there yet, but slowly reaching up to his head he cupped his ears to try and get the ringing to stop, it proving to be most painful indeed when his mind could barely find itself right now and his body being left in pain, especially his gut which was soon rumbling in disagreement. Slowly giving them a rub, he twitched a little when Vegeta spoke up, calling for him to come over to him. Staring at the table, he instead slowly bent forward as if going to reach down for the table but as he withdrew his hands from his ears there was instead large balls of fluff that popped out into big pointed ears. As his ears twitch, his shoulder soon began twitching too as he raised his hand as he watched his claws burst out into large talons as the form decided to show itself.
Shu could remember everything from his past that mattered, mainly his family and playing. The environment was a plus too, but if he had to put it into one of those categories it would be under playing. The world was just one big playing field for him and he loved it, even those big stony jungles Takeshi seemed awfully fond of. The ship was one big playing field too, but it was a little more dangerous when there were buttons that could do something he didn’t want to happen and probably get into trouble for touching something. With his tail waving around, he stared at Takeshi curiously to see what he was going to tell him, hoping it was a good idea to ask him. Smiling when he decided to share, he slowly shuffled across the floor towards him, his legs crossed, “Ooooh? Really?” he tilted his head, giving him a smile, “Do you really mean me…? Ooh, ooh, ooh…” Smiling away, he moved closer to him, staring up at him, “Does that mean I’m super cheesy? You and friends make my life the best too; super cheesy! People like me and that’s such a strange thing for me too! Maybe once we see mother, she’ll like us too…”
T’charrl felt so strange and this pain just felt even stranger as if he was being squeezed, this change definitely feeling like one of these ‘metamorphosis’ things he was warned about. He was going to take a new form because he had increased in strength, but before he could tell whether he could use this power to change back into his normal self he didn’t know yet. This form he had now wouldn’t be lost, he knew what it was for and why he took it in the first place after transforming back from his monstrous form, but he still wanted to get closer to being able to return to his normal form. He was craving power so much as if he was starving and he couldn’t control his craving anymore, leading to this moment. With his insides making all sorts of nasty noises and his body creaking, he stared at Haku upon his refusal to leave, smirking slightly, “Really…? This isn’t-…this isn’t like…last…time…” he gasped, his body shaking.
T’charrl’s problem was because it was all a mutation given to him by the spirit it was not going to feel natural, leading him to envy his ancestors who were gifted with this power; all he knew was he was going to be a great leader and protector mastering all these abilities, but first he needed to experience them. With everything becoming too painful to bare, he slowly moved his arms as they appeared to be shrinking in length but was instead making up for it by thickening. It was the same with his body; he was becoming shorter than his tall form but his body was filling out with increasing mass. His body was becoming heavier with each straining moment, his legs soon struggling to hold his increasing frame before with a loud crack his old hardened skin split open as his upper body widened with increasing mass and a large mane of fur. As his old skin from where it split crumbled as his body became more muscular, his legs collapsed and even his arms were having trouble holding the frame up, at least until his lower arms bulged out with layers of muscle and a mass of fur, lengthening until they were used to hold up his frame. His upper arms instead began to point to the sky against his will, T’charrl’s pained eyes looking up at them before the shoulders of them exploded with muscle, and without warning large bony growths forced their way out around the orbs and formed into long sharp points, his hands underneath straining in pain.
Looking distressed, T’charrl looked like he was struggling to move right up until his bent legs forced his body up with enlarging muscles, his legs moving further apart from each other as his lower abdomen swelled up with spikes forcing their way out at the end. This was a whole new transformation and he was in constant pain, his shortened yet muscular legs shaking as if in pain and fear over what he was becoming. A he pulled his head forward, he looked like he was struggling to keep his mind as his mouth widened all the way up to his cheeks, his face becoming covered in fur as his hair grew out wild and long, his antennae increasing in length all the way down his back. Gasping in pain, the strange Kaesstrian fell forward, his wings breaking out of his widened collarbone in a cloak-like shape. While he was shorter than what he used to be, he was wide and muscular with his upper arms resting on the long large spines that now stuck out of his forearms, sheathing away and allowing his hands to drop to the ground. His orbs swirled with a strange purple energy in amongst the blue, his cravings for power trying to force corruption into him. His large claws for feet scratched into the floor, his eyes wide and struggling to subdue it, “…I…c-c-c-ontrol…mysssselffff…!” he hissed, actually speaking in the universal language since his scouter had fallen onto the powder that was his old skin, “Help! Wordssss…pleassssse…”
Viral was very disorientated and a little mentally pounded, his awareness for anything was definitely gone and he was left trying to think basic thoughts. His stomach was definitely suffering, his muscles straining in the tried to overcome being winded. Nothing had happened during that entire session much to his disappointment, shifting up a little as he decided he had enough of that. Vegeta did not fight with honour, he lied to him with kind words and that really hurt. Slowly moving into an easier position, he slowly pushed himself up and gradually managed to get back to his feet, his hand on his stomach and his eyes closed in pain. He probably would had been knocked unconscious if he wasn’t strong enough to withstand that, much to his disappointment when it would had meant less pain. Letting out a groan, he slowly moved towards the shifted tables, “…Don’t insult me…” he mumbled, slowly beginning to move a table. He felt pretty terrible, not only with pain but he felt light-headed, his ears ringing with a high-pitched screech sounding every so often.
T’charrl felt so strange and this pain just felt even stranger as if he was being squeezed, this change definitely feeling like one of these ‘metamorphosis’ things he was warned about. He was going to take a new form because he had increased in strength, but before he could tell whether he could use this power to change back into his normal self he didn’t know yet. This form he had now wouldn’t be lost, he knew what it was for and why he took it in the first place after transforming back from his monstrous form, but he still wanted to get closer to being able to return to his normal form. He was craving power so much as if he was starving and he couldn’t control his craving anymore, leading to this moment. With his insides making all sorts of nasty noises and his body creaking, he stared at Haku upon his refusal to leave, smirking slightly, “Really…? This isn’t-…this isn’t like…last…time…” he gasped, his body shaking.
T’charrl’s problem was because it was all a mutation given to him by the spirit it was not going to feel natural, leading him to envy his ancestors who were gifted with this power; all he knew was he was going to be a great leader and protector mastering all these abilities, but first he needed to experience them. With everything becoming too painful to bare, he slowly moved his arms as they appeared to be shrinking in length but was instead making up for it by thickening. It was the same with his body; he was becoming shorter than his tall form but his body was filling out with increasing mass. His body was becoming heavier with each straining moment, his legs soon struggling to hold his increasing frame before with a loud crack his old hardened skin split open as his upper body widened with increasing mass and a large mane of fur. As his old skin from where it split crumbled as his body became more muscular, his legs collapsed and even his arms were having trouble holding the frame up, at least until his lower arms bulged out with layers of muscle and a mass of fur, lengthening until they were used to hold up his frame. His upper arms instead began to point to the sky against his will, T’charrl’s pained eyes looking up at them before the shoulders of them exploded with muscle, and without warning large bony growths forced their way out around the orbs and formed into long sharp points, his hands underneath straining in pain.
Looking distressed, T’charrl looked like he was struggling to move right up until his bent legs forced his body up with enlarging muscles, his legs moving further apart from each other as his lower abdomen swelled up with spikes forcing their way out at the end. This was a whole new transformation and he was in constant pain, his shortened yet muscular legs shaking as if in pain and fear over what he was becoming. A he pulled his head forward, he looked like he was struggling to keep his mind as his mouth widened all the way up to his cheeks, his face becoming covered in fur as his hair grew out wild and long, his antennae increasing in length all the way down his back. Gasping in pain, the strange Kaesstrian fell forward, his wings breaking out of his widened collarbone in a cloak-like shape. While he was shorter than what he used to be, he was wide and muscular with his upper arms resting on the long large spines that now stuck out of his forearms, sheathing away and allowing his hands to drop to the ground. His orbs swirled with a strange purple energy in amongst the blue, his cravings for power trying to force corruption into him. His large claws for feet scratched into the floor, his eyes wide and struggling to subdue it, “…I…c-c-c-ontrol…mysssselffff…!” he hissed, actually speaking in the universal language since his scouter had fallen onto the powder that was his old skin, “Help! Wordssss…pleassssse…”
Viral was very disorientated and a little mentally pounded, his awareness for anything was definitely gone and he was left trying to think basic thoughts. His stomach was definitely suffering, his muscles straining in the tried to overcome being winded. Nothing had happened during that entire session much to his disappointment, shifting up a little as he decided he had enough of that. Vegeta did not fight with honour, he lied to him with kind words and that really hurt. Slowly moving into an easier position, he slowly pushed himself up and gradually managed to get back to his feet, his hand on his stomach and his eyes closed in pain. He probably would had been knocked unconscious if he wasn’t strong enough to withstand that, much to his disappointment when it would had meant less pain. Letting out a groan, he slowly moved towards the shifted tables, “…Don’t insult me…” he mumbled, slowly beginning to move a table. He felt pretty terrible, not only with pain but he felt light-headed, his ears ringing with a high-pitched screech sounding every so often.
Shu was definitely having a ton of fun playing around with Takeshi and him not showing any sort of annoyance towards his actions was definitely a plus for him, knowing he could continue on with this so long that Takeshi was in a good mood. While he didn’t know whether Takeshi was having fun, he was going to have to ask him eventually, but for now he was going to test him and try some of his more traditional playing methods to see if Takeshi really wanted to play. Pouncing at him, he managed to get him pinned down and was left staring over him, giggling away in excitement, “I got you! I got you!” he squeaked, staring down at Takeshi before rolling off him, continuing his little roll a few more times before sitting up, “Ooh! I am Shu! That’s what I am. Fun in pouncing! Do you know how to pounce now? It’s more fun with tall grass! All stalking and quiet and looking for food…ooooh! I miss the jungle sometimes! Do you miss places sometimes…?”
T’charrl couldn’t understand this kid, especially when he seemed so confident at the start and now he was a scared all the time and cowering away from attacks. At least T’charrl was training at the same time, so all this was doing was giving him a target to try and hit, “I’ll keep it! Hopefully, I mean I’m still training in that”, he spoke quickly, trying to give himself some time to breathe, “The point of me doing this…is to advance! So I don’t lose control so much!” He was hoping for the element of control so much, maybe even gaining the ability to change into his normal self. He didn’t care if he had to change into a different form to gain that ability; he wanted to be able to wear clothes again among doing other things.
Pushing himself, T’charrl was quick to go in for the attack, aiming to give this Saiyan a run for his money if he had to. The kid had beaten him before he transformed, but now the kid was barely able to withstand any of his attacks. His strength was increasing greatly, he was gaining more power and finally feeling like he was going to be useful to his friends. Going straight in for the kid again, his punches battered the kid’s blocks and with one strong kick he managed to hit the kid away, winning their duel. Watching as Haku picked himself up, he stared at him as the realisation that he had won was met with an insult, “Jerk…? You asked to train, you-ah!” Doubling over, he winced as his body strained and his muscles contracted, the orbs glowing slightly in response as his insides gargled. It was beginning, he had managed to reach the next level and his body needed to change to contain all this power, “I-It’s time-aghh! Y-You can leave if you want…you don’t need to hang a-around for this…”
Viral was really hurting and after all those headshots should probably take a break, but he was trying hard to bring out these forms. He needed to be able to do it before they got to Namek, at least try to get one form down. Holding his head, he slowly moved up and back into the centre of the room again and getting ready. Maybe he should take a break soon, he was really pushing himself and he was already losing his ability to see colours with this many blows. Raising his fists, he watched Vegeta’s stance, taking his word before Vegeta immediately rushed in with a punch straight for his head. He had taken Vegeta’s word that he wouldn’t hit his head again, his fist raising up quickly but he still got clipped, his brain practically rattling before receiving a blow to his stomach and lastly his spine physically abused with a hard smack down. Once again he was on the floor in pain, feeling dizzy, sick and momentarily paralysed. Letting out a groan, he slowly rolled over, his paw on his stomach as he tried to speak up with his other paw waving around in Vegeta’s direction accusingly.
T’charrl couldn’t understand this kid, especially when he seemed so confident at the start and now he was a scared all the time and cowering away from attacks. At least T’charrl was training at the same time, so all this was doing was giving him a target to try and hit, “I’ll keep it! Hopefully, I mean I’m still training in that”, he spoke quickly, trying to give himself some time to breathe, “The point of me doing this…is to advance! So I don’t lose control so much!” He was hoping for the element of control so much, maybe even gaining the ability to change into his normal self. He didn’t care if he had to change into a different form to gain that ability; he wanted to be able to wear clothes again among doing other things.
Pushing himself, T’charrl was quick to go in for the attack, aiming to give this Saiyan a run for his money if he had to. The kid had beaten him before he transformed, but now the kid was barely able to withstand any of his attacks. His strength was increasing greatly, he was gaining more power and finally feeling like he was going to be useful to his friends. Going straight in for the kid again, his punches battered the kid’s blocks and with one strong kick he managed to hit the kid away, winning their duel. Watching as Haku picked himself up, he stared at him as the realisation that he had won was met with an insult, “Jerk…? You asked to train, you-ah!” Doubling over, he winced as his body strained and his muscles contracted, the orbs glowing slightly in response as his insides gargled. It was beginning, he had managed to reach the next level and his body needed to change to contain all this power, “I-It’s time-aghh! Y-You can leave if you want…you don’t need to hang a-around for this…”
Viral was really hurting and after all those headshots should probably take a break, but he was trying hard to bring out these forms. He needed to be able to do it before they got to Namek, at least try to get one form down. Holding his head, he slowly moved up and back into the centre of the room again and getting ready. Maybe he should take a break soon, he was really pushing himself and he was already losing his ability to see colours with this many blows. Raising his fists, he watched Vegeta’s stance, taking his word before Vegeta immediately rushed in with a punch straight for his head. He had taken Vegeta’s word that he wouldn’t hit his head again, his fist raising up quickly but he still got clipped, his brain practically rattling before receiving a blow to his stomach and lastly his spine physically abused with a hard smack down. Once again he was on the floor in pain, feeling dizzy, sick and momentarily paralysed. Letting out a groan, he slowly rolled over, his paw on his stomach as he tried to speak up with his other paw waving around in Vegeta’s direction accusingly.
Shu was just having fun, but when it came to landing he really was not very good at it. Giving his head a rub, he bounced a little on his toes only to abruptly stop when Takeshi poked his forehead, “Ooh! I am not a little dork…” he smiled, staring up at him and holding his head for a moment before dropping his hands again. So they were all done with training and could move on, maybe give the room to Vegeta and Viral. Swaying his arms around, he stared up at Takeshi in anticipation to what they might be doing next, “Uh huh! Pouncing!” he nodded quickly, bouncing on his toes before coming to a halt, tilting his head, “You don’t know? Pouncing is all…crouching down all sneaky, moving around prey…” Getting down on his hands he kept close to the ground, slowly moving around Takeshi before jumping at him, “Then pounce!”
T’charrl was definitely trying to give the kid a good smashing, although a little unwillingly so too. He didn’t mean to put so much power behind it, but if this kid was a Saiyan then he should be able to withstand such attacks and generally be a lot stronger than a lot of other species. It was bugging T’charrl, especially when he already told Haku before doing this that he was going through difficult changes. Throwing in a few attacks it soon turned out Haku didn’t run this time and instead went up, T’charrl looking to him before he was immediately kicked right in the orb on his shoulder. Stumbling back a little bit, he held his shoulder, “…I won’t kill you, I already told you I wouldn’t betray my friend’s trust”, he spoke as he removed his claws only for them to go to his stomach, “Agh, but…I did warn you about my plans here, what I’m trying to do for my friends! I need power, more of it…and right now I can feel it surging through me from our last battle, just waiting for that last step”. It was like a craving for nectar, his body soon ready to go through an important molt that would help him in battle and grant greater strength to the spirit. With his insides feeling like they were going through liquidation, he slowly lowered himself into a crouch, “Now you can help me or not, but if you don’t want to the door is right over there!” With a sudden dash T’charrl was on the offensive again, flying to close the gap before throwing tough punches in a series of directions before throwing out a pretty quick kick.
Viral would keep going if he could for as long as it would possibly take, maybe beyond Vegeta’s ability to keep going. If he was feeling absolutely nothing in terms of primal instincts then he was not going to change no matter how hard Vegeta hit him. Getting hit all these times was pretty tough on him, but he couldn’t keep up the ‘only way is to win’ attitude and had to give up when punches were getting too close; he just didn’t want to be hit in the gut again. Getting punched in the jaw was not a big deal, he even managed to throw in a few good punches himself; however, all that had managed to do was stop the battle once again as Vegeta couldn’t withstand his punches. Staring down at him, he growled lowly as he flexed his fingers, getting ready to attack again before Vegeta vanished once more. Almost immediately, Viral knew he was too late to do anything, especially when Ki was involved with boosting speed. As quick as he could he raised his arms up but received a solid punch to the head, throwing him off before he threw his claws around only to immediately be tackled and slammed straight into a wall. That knocked it right out of him, his head in pain after being hit so many times and same with his back. Grunting in pain, he tried to find his senses again before lifting his paw up and pressing it against the wall, “G-Go again…! I’m not out of this session…I’m not even close!”
T’charrl was definitely trying to give the kid a good smashing, although a little unwillingly so too. He didn’t mean to put so much power behind it, but if this kid was a Saiyan then he should be able to withstand such attacks and generally be a lot stronger than a lot of other species. It was bugging T’charrl, especially when he already told Haku before doing this that he was going through difficult changes. Throwing in a few attacks it soon turned out Haku didn’t run this time and instead went up, T’charrl looking to him before he was immediately kicked right in the orb on his shoulder. Stumbling back a little bit, he held his shoulder, “…I won’t kill you, I already told you I wouldn’t betray my friend’s trust”, he spoke as he removed his claws only for them to go to his stomach, “Agh, but…I did warn you about my plans here, what I’m trying to do for my friends! I need power, more of it…and right now I can feel it surging through me from our last battle, just waiting for that last step”. It was like a craving for nectar, his body soon ready to go through an important molt that would help him in battle and grant greater strength to the spirit. With his insides feeling like they were going through liquidation, he slowly lowered himself into a crouch, “Now you can help me or not, but if you don’t want to the door is right over there!” With a sudden dash T’charrl was on the offensive again, flying to close the gap before throwing tough punches in a series of directions before throwing out a pretty quick kick.
Viral would keep going if he could for as long as it would possibly take, maybe beyond Vegeta’s ability to keep going. If he was feeling absolutely nothing in terms of primal instincts then he was not going to change no matter how hard Vegeta hit him. Getting hit all these times was pretty tough on him, but he couldn’t keep up the ‘only way is to win’ attitude and had to give up when punches were getting too close; he just didn’t want to be hit in the gut again. Getting punched in the jaw was not a big deal, he even managed to throw in a few good punches himself; however, all that had managed to do was stop the battle once again as Vegeta couldn’t withstand his punches. Staring down at him, he growled lowly as he flexed his fingers, getting ready to attack again before Vegeta vanished once more. Almost immediately, Viral knew he was too late to do anything, especially when Ki was involved with boosting speed. As quick as he could he raised his arms up but received a solid punch to the head, throwing him off before he threw his claws around only to immediately be tackled and slammed straight into a wall. That knocked it right out of him, his head in pain after being hit so many times and same with his back. Grunting in pain, he tried to find his senses again before lifting his paw up and pressing it against the wall, “G-Go again…! I’m not out of this session…I’m not even close!”
Shu was disorientated after hitting the ceiling, not quite expecting it to come at him so fast or rather not expect it so soon after darting away like that. He did mean to turn in the air, but he couldn’t stop in time before impact; nevertheless, he was having fun and it’s not like it hurt or nothing. Rocking away in the air as if floating around on water, he shook his head and spun around to look at Takeshi, “Look! See what I did??” he giggled, trying to swim through the air with a doggie paddle motion, eventually managing to paddle his way back down to the ground and landing on his face as if in slow motion. Slowly pushing himself off the ground, he smiled and looked up at Takeshi as he dusted himself down, “Stop practicing? Ooohhhh…ooh! Wanna go eat??...Ooh, no…Mister Viral is trying to be a kitty cat in there…ooh! We should practice other things like pouncing! Do you know how to pounce? Mister Viral would know how to pounce too…because he’s kitty cat…”
T’charrl wasn’t afraid of Haku, he had no reason to be now. Despite what Haku thought of him before, he had grown stronger since then and was on the verge of gaining a great boost. He didn’t know if he would remain in this form or find the ability to return to his original state, but either way he was on the verge of gaining greater power. Going straight into the fight, he tried to hit the kid down but was instead dodged. Turning towards the kid quickly, he gave him a good glaring as he rushed in once more, throwing his fists down only for Haku to run under him instead. Hissing in annoyance, he turned around quickly with his arms raised, his energy increasing as if with a sudden buzz, “Stop trying to anger me and fight me! Or leave…because this isn’t helping!” Spreading his wings he quickly dashed right for the kid, raising his fists before trying to slam them down into the ground while his other arms swung around as if trying to cover both escapes.
Viral frowned a little, feeling uncomfortable with Vegeta’s little retort. Despite what he had said, he felt that one right in the heart, “And you think saying that will help me change form…” Trying to get back into the game, he let out a sigh as he kept his stance, feeling a little distracted. He just felt like he was training with nothing special, the thought of changing form was quite literally just a thought. He had to try and get his mind focused on it, but he had literally no idea how he was supposed to. Raising his fists, he readied himself as Vegeta spoke but was quickly put on edge when he was immediately attacked. Moving his hand down he caught Vegeta’s punch who quickly squatted and tried to pull him off his feet. Getting his leg caught he held his ground but was quickly uppercutted in the jaw, stumbling back a moment before he immediately threw his fists at Vegeta rapidly, “This is doing nothing!! Try harder!”
T’charrl wasn’t afraid of Haku, he had no reason to be now. Despite what Haku thought of him before, he had grown stronger since then and was on the verge of gaining a great boost. He didn’t know if he would remain in this form or find the ability to return to his original state, but either way he was on the verge of gaining greater power. Going straight into the fight, he tried to hit the kid down but was instead dodged. Turning towards the kid quickly, he gave him a good glaring as he rushed in once more, throwing his fists down only for Haku to run under him instead. Hissing in annoyance, he turned around quickly with his arms raised, his energy increasing as if with a sudden buzz, “Stop trying to anger me and fight me! Or leave…because this isn’t helping!” Spreading his wings he quickly dashed right for the kid, raising his fists before trying to slam them down into the ground while his other arms swung around as if trying to cover both escapes.
Viral frowned a little, feeling uncomfortable with Vegeta’s little retort. Despite what he had said, he felt that one right in the heart, “And you think saying that will help me change form…” Trying to get back into the game, he let out a sigh as he kept his stance, feeling a little distracted. He just felt like he was training with nothing special, the thought of changing form was quite literally just a thought. He had to try and get his mind focused on it, but he had literally no idea how he was supposed to. Raising his fists, he readied himself as Vegeta spoke but was quickly put on edge when he was immediately attacked. Moving his hand down he caught Vegeta’s punch who quickly squatted and tried to pull him off his feet. Getting his leg caught he held his ground but was quickly uppercutted in the jaw, stumbling back a moment before he immediately threw his fists at Vegeta rapidly, “This is doing nothing!! Try harder!”
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