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Post by kurzahn on Jun 7, 2008 8:38:09 GMT -5
Kurzahn was dragged down by them weight of the armour, but rose enough to move aside and kick Thurrak hard as he landed. This sent Thurrak rolling across the ring, all the way to the edge.
Kurzahn stood, shakily at first, but soon regained his composure and ran forwards. Just as Thurrak began to stand, Kurzahn lifted him above his head and dropped him bodily out of the ring.
The trainer chuckled and hurled an even heavier set of armour to Kurzahn. Kurzahn grumbled as he put this on.
[12/20]
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Post by kurzahn on Jun 7, 2008 8:40:20 GMT -5
"Now you are wearing the heaviest set we have, you'll be doing some weights." He gestured towards a massive barbel, and some heavy looking dumbels.
"Get to it, I want you to lift that barbel fifty times, and the dumbels one hundred times."
Kurzahn moved up to them and started his lifting. He quickly lifted the barbel thrity times before the muscles in his arms began to ache.
But he had to carry on.
[13/20]
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Post by kurzahn on Jun 7, 2008 8:41:58 GMT -5
He lifted the barbel another twenty times and then put it back down, stretching his arms to try and make them hurt less.
However, the trainer barked something at him, and Kurzahn decided he might as well to the dumbels now.
They were a lot lighter, he did one hundred lifts in three minutes.
[14/20]
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Post by kurzahn on Jun 7, 2008 8:44:17 GMT -5
The trainer smiled at the visibly more muscular Changeling.
"Now, do forty laps round the dojo with the armour on and holding a dumbel in each hand."
Kurzahn left and began to do this, it was slow due to all the weight he was carrying, but he did not begin to tire until the twenty-fourth lap.
He continued going though, all the way through to lap forty, sweating like a pig and panting like a dog.
[15/20]
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Post by kurzahn on Jun 7, 2008 8:46:53 GMT -5
Kurzahn returned to the trainer, who gave him a drink of firewater, a sort of whiskey, and some bread.
Kurzahn hungrily devoured this meal, and once rested, rose for the next part of the training.
"Now, wearing that armour, you will fight Thurrak, who will be completely un-hindered by weight."
Once again they stepped into the ring.
[16/20]
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Post by kurzahn on Jun 7, 2008 9:01:52 GMT -5
This time Kurzahn made the first move, lunging forward with a clumsy punch, Thurrak simply brabbed his arm, twisting and hurling Kurzahn, who fell to his knees.
The Changeling rose to his feet again, circling the calm Orcling. Suddenly he lashed out with a kick to the back of Thurrak's knees, knocking him down, then Kurzahn moved in fron tof him, kicking his stomach, winding him and forcing him to double over.
Then Kurzahn wrapped his tail round the young Orc's neck, and thought for a minute about snapping it before he remembered where he was, and simply hurled him once again out of the ring.
[17/20]
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Post by kurzahn on Jun 7, 2008 9:08:40 GMT -5
Thurrak got up, rubbing his head and walked off to lie down somewhere. The trainer clapped.
"So, you can beat my son, but can you hold up against me for two minutes wearing that suit?" Kurzahn simply nodded and prepared to battle.
However, as soon as the trainer charged, he knew he'd need a different tactic. The trainer's fightin style focused more on punches and kicks than grapples and throws, unlike his son.
After a viciously fast twenty-second exchange of punches and kicks, the two moved back apart. The trainer was not fazed at all, though Kurzahn's tiredness was showing through.
[18/20]
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Post by kurzahn on Jun 7, 2008 9:11:19 GMT -5
And the two leapt at eachother once more, this time Kurzahn was wild, yelling and spinning, smashing his foe with hands, feet, and tail. However, the Orc had spotted an opening in this confusing defense, and planted a single punch that knocked Kurzahn reeling, almost over the edge of the ring, but with only 30 seconds to go, Kurzahn would not allow himself to lose now, and waited for the trainer to charge again, which he did.
This time, Kurzahn side-stepped around the attack, delivering a kick to the Orc's back, it was like kicking a steel wall. So he went for the back sof the knees, which managed to bend his legs a little.
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Post by kurzahn on Jun 7, 2008 9:18:50 GMT -5
Then Kurzahn grabbed the Orc's massive body while he was in a prone position and flipped him out of thr ring, or he would have, if the Orc had'nt grabbed him and hurled him out instead.
However, by the time Kurzahn had hit the ground, it had been exactly 2 minutes and 43 seconds since the fight started.
The trainer helped him up and urged him to remove the weighted suit. Amazing! He felt so light!
"Feels good doesn't it?" said the trainer. Kurzahn merely nodded.
"Well your strength has definitely improved a lot since we started, without the armour you're at least twice as strong as you were." Kurzahn thanked him and ran outside, launching himself back into space.
[20/20 done, strength increase by 1.5, leaving for space again.]
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Post by Mesthesi (Elite) on Jun 12, 2008 12:51:36 GMT -5
Mesthesi reappeared with Pim and said to him "Sorry about that but I don't like crowds." He smiled at the namekian and said "I see you learnt Instant Transmission. Good now this will make you really tougher. The orcs will train your attack and defence and I recommend that you learn their ways."
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Post by Pim on Jun 12, 2008 12:53:59 GMT -5
"Right Mesthesi i'll do that" and so Pim headed off first to find out where he was.
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Pim
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Post by Pim on Jun 12, 2008 13:16:39 GMT -5
He approached a rather ugly and foul smeeling green skinned individual. "Hi there, could you tell me where i am?" "Corse i can. Yous on Orisminium. The home of us orcs" he said and waved a muscular arm in a sweeping motion. "Sos then what do yous want eh?" "I heard that you orcs are extremely tough, i want to be tough aswell" trying to put things simpley. "Heheh ok then puny i'll make you tough". 1/20 muscle bound
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Post by Mesthesi (Elite) on Jun 12, 2008 13:20:58 GMT -5
Mesthesi saw Pim into the gym and went to check up on his friends to see how they were coming along.
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Pim
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Post by Pim on Jun 12, 2008 13:21:10 GMT -5
"'Ere you need to be ready to hav big muscles like mine, put these on" and the orc threw some weigthed clothes to Pim. Pim quickly put them on, surprised to find they fit well but also how heavy they were. Could the orks realy make him this strong. 2/20 muscle bound
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Pim
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Post by Pim on Jun 12, 2008 13:28:20 GMT -5
He didn't have time to keep thinking though as the orc quickly barked another order to him. "Cum on puny get training. Do some press ups!". Pim hit the ground and started to do press ups. His muscles started to ache from the weights and he had a feeling this training would be rigerous. /20 muscle bound 3
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