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Post by Deleted on May 24, 2018 14:25:27 GMT -4
Nobunaga Tsukiko  It is said since time in memorial that rivalry can start almost anywhere and everywhere, at any time and any place. In this case, deep at the central gym area of the training facility where students can gather to focus and harness their physical bodies, two likely students with rather similar abilities were about to collide in the most unlikely way possible… Either that, or the class anime life dictates that two people who are striving the become stronger and outmatch his friends usually form such a cliché bond of training and that ‘never-ending’ search for new heights and power.
For Nobunaga’s current training regime, he has decided to combine the usual cardio, muscle and overall body workout routine. This normally composes of completing all workouts within 8-10 reps, four times each. However, he was now combining his routine with ankle, wrist, chest and pant weights for a more potent result to make his body much stronger than before and able to endure more blows from his future opponents. The ankle and wrist weights were 10lbs a piece, whilst the chest and pants weights were 40lbs each. Such results for an extensive training regime was to be proud of for sure, albeit Nobunaga was clearly feeling the strain of his strict workout, as sweat began to pour from his forehead as he began to use his arms and legs against a training punching bag.
For now, the young man was alone, using the empty training facility for his full usage his punching and kicking against the training bag echoed throughout the facility due to the quiet nature and lack of people using the equipment to better enhance themselves. It was honestly quite peaceful for Nobunaga which he thoroughly enjoyed as he never really saw how he could connect with the other students of the Academy…
Who knows? There could be a potential rival just around the corner.
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Post by Nick Cross on May 24, 2018 15:20:44 GMT -4
The doors to the gymnasium suddenly swung open and slammed against the walls, two louds echoes reverberating around the room. It was a very dramatic entrance, one befitting of Nick Cross. His fiery eyes surveyed the seemingly empty gym for a moment. Turned out it was not as empty as it had initially seemed: another student was there hammering away at a punching bag. He did not recognise the student from his own class. Given how his own class had been getting on his nerves lately, perhaps that was a good thing…
Someone as anti-social as Nick would have greatly preferred the gym be empty, so he felt something inside him sink a bit upon realising he was not alone. Nothing he could do about it, however. He had to train. It was not a pass-time for him; it was a requirement for several different reasons. For one, a good hero was not one who was out-of-shape. For another, his body needed get stronger to maintain his armoured form for longer. Finally, being healthy and strong felt good.
He cracked his neck and walked over to the punching bag beside the other student. He watched the other student from the corner of his eye; he had great technique. Every strike was on point. This guy had definitely had some prior training.
Well, so had Nick himself. He assumed a fighter’s stance and exploded into a flurry of punches and kicks of his own. Every blow was carefully aimed and executed with incredible force. The bag strained as Nick did his best to match the other student to the best of his ability. He could not help it: his natural competitive nature drove him to do so, even if he had yet to speak a word to this other student, whoever he was.
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Post by Deleted on May 29, 2018 16:32:04 GMT -4
Nobunaga Tsukiko Upon hearing the gymnasium doors slam with a thunderous roar that clearly signalled the arrival of someone else other than Nobunaga using the day to train at the Gym actually caused the Tsukiko to stop for a minute. He never really expected for anyone to use the training facility and began to suspect that it was perhaps a teacher getting a simple workout down to keep in shape, or maybe it was a fellow Class 1-b student who has finally decided to give the exercise room a try. After all, whether it was an adult or student, one must always be the pinnacle of physical fitness before his or her students or teacher.
That’s when Nobunaga turned his head for just a moment and saw it was a fellow student that he has not seen before: the muscle development, stern look and overall posture that Nick presented was a direct resemblance to the Tsukiko himself. It appears he will no longer be the only one who will use the training facility to himself. It was both a shame and relief, because now he has competition, someone he can try and match up against with raw physical power and endurance, which resulted in Nobunaga getting back to work and focus on his punches. He was more focused than ever before!
The training facility had transformed from a once quiet gymnasium into an orchestra of the Class 1-b student throwing everything he had at the punching bad, resulting with the room bursting with the life of sound that resonated throughout the thick walls that contained the training utensils. Combing his family’s martial arts with years of training and experience with the usage of body weights attached to his arms, legs, and chest, the Tsukiko was more than getting his money’s worth of a workout.
However, now and again his left red eye would look to his right and watched Nick workout on the punching bag that was directly next to Nobunaga’s. The tremendous onslaught of punches and kicks at the very equipment, let alone the speed was enough to make the Tsukiko grind his own teeth at the thought of someone being stronger than him. Yet, he has been training at the Gymnasium for well over a couple of hours and was currently working more on his endurance rather than brute physical force.
Perhaps it was time to get the first word out whilst he too was concentrating on his own punching bag.
“You’re strong, I get it. But don’t go immediately all out on the punching bag, you’ll tire yourself out much quicker. Try and focus more of the long term.”
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Post by Nick Cross on May 31, 2018 10:39:17 GMT -4
Nick was giving it everything he had. He channelled all of his anger, all of his hate and all of his frustration into his blows. The last few weeks had been a tedious nightmare for him. It seemed that everything that could have gone wrong had done so in the most irritating way possible, from all of his training classes being a disaster in some form, to worst of all his cover almost being blown by that plant girl for reasons he still did not know. The more he hit the bag the more consumed he was until nothing else existed to him but his need to get these emotions out.
Then the other guy spoke to him.
Nick was so caught up in the storm of his emotions he almost missed what the guy said. He paused and glanced at him. Then, his words finally sunk in. Nick’s eyes narrowed. Every part of his being balked at being told what to do.
“I know that,” he grunted.
Still, as rationality returned to him he realised he probably should slow down. Overexerting himself was what had caused him to almost fail the rescue exercise. Had he not originally decided to come here to better hone his body against that? He let out a long exhale. He needed to stop being so easily swept up by his emotions.
He started up again, much slower and more concentrated. After a moment, though, he backed away from the punchbag and walked over to a nearby weight rack. He scanned the weights thoughtfully, trying to decide which to start with.
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Post by Deleted on Jun 19, 2018 6:30:42 GMT -4
Nobunaga Tsukiko The eyes of Nobunaga locked onto Nick, watching him with keen interest. But then frowned as he saw the him left the punching bag and walked over to the weights, the Tsukiko expected Cross to continue using the punching bag until he would’ve tired him out. However, weight training was also a very essential tool in order to better hone and develop one’s muscles. The young man turned to face his punching back and looked at his own body, noticing the sweat and drenched clothes that were a signed of a successful workout, but he needed more in order to become stronger.
As Nobunaga began to slowly remove the body weights from his arms and legs, he felt his body becoming much lighter, and watched the very weights fall to he ground with a loud *THUD*, signalling just how heavy the weights were. With the chest having slammed the loudest, Nobunaga was finally free to move freely without the heavy chains of the body weights holding him down and proceeded to make his way to the large arena ring in the training facility and began to throw several punches and kicks in the air, noticing his own fighting techniques increasing in speed which brought a smile to his face.
That’s when he had an idea, to test his current training regime to the limits, taking one more look to the fellow and smirked. “Oi, how about a challenge. Let’s see how strong you really are.” Nobunaga called Nick out with a grin, using his left hand to beckon the fellow transforming Student, deciding to use the opportunity for a fully fledge spar between the two students.
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Post by Nick Cross on Jun 24, 2018 8:29:32 GMT -4
Nick froze mid-lift. He glanced across at the other student and narrowed his eyes. Technically, they were not allowed to go all-out without the supervision of a teacher – at least, that was what he believed. But this guy challenged him, and Nick never backed down from an opportunity to show his strength and superiority. As long as they did not make too much of a mess, it would not matter, he was sure. No one even had to know.
A small but cocky smirk formed on his lips. “Very well, then.”
He strode over, head held high with all the confidence of a man who owned the world. It was important to appear certain of yourself to an opponent, after all; in some cases it worked to intimidate them. He stepped into the training ring opposite the other student and raised his fists in a battle-ready stance.
Nick did not know what this guy’s Quirk was, being that he was in a different class. If he had to guess, though, he would say it involved direct physical combat similar to his own Quirk, given the way the guy was training. He was probably another transformer.
Nick’s interest could not help being piqued at that. He had yet to face off against someone else with a transformation-based Quirk, having only dealt with Emitters thus far.
Whatever this guy’s Quirk, though, he was going down. That was what Nick told himself. He had suffered too many losses lately, and desperation to rectify that and prove to himself that he was still a capable fighter burned away at him.
“Come on, then,” he said.
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Post by Maya on Aug 7, 2018 16:03:05 GMT -4
I remember reading this one when it started. Once again, a shame a thread came to an abrupt stop
Nobunaga-9 EXP
Nick- 7 EXP
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Post by Deleted on Aug 7, 2018 17:00:47 GMT -4
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