He had been in countless battles coming out as the winner and loser many of times. Zorn was not born with a high power level like that monster Broly nor was he a gifted at combat like his King. However there was no doubting that the Saiyan was getting stronger. So much so that he could hardly believe it himself. "It's still not enough" he said under his breath as he continued with his workout. Normal fighters could had a hard time withstand twice their natural gravity but here Zorn was shadowing boxing with a staggering two hundred and fifty times Earths natural gravity. He continued this extreme workout for what seemed to be a hour.
Zorn just could not understand how he could become so strong and still could not figure out the secret of becoming a super Saiyan. He was many times stronger then some of the other warriors taking part in this tournament yet still the transformations eluded him. Just what was it that cause Kakoroto and Vegeta to reach this legendary state?
"Fuck!" He screamed out loud as he forcefully dropped to his knees whiles bringing his left fist towards the floor. The impact caused little bits of tile to break off. "I just don't get it! Why can't I transform! What is it that I am god damn missing!?"
((Note - Before joining please note that you should be close to the power level of Zorn. Which is currently 500ish. I'll settle for someone who's at 400 as well.))
[attr="class","mouths1"] Orin had been friends with Zorn for quite some time as of late, having mutual respect for one another. Though after that tournament that Zorn went to, and came back he seemed tense, almost uncomfortable in his own skin like he needed change. Whatever had happened there in the tournament it must have been something that hit him hard, Orin was watching Zorn train unknowingly, and he seemed to be pushing his self blindly like he was pissed off at something or perhaps someone?
"It's still not enough"
Orin picked up the words his friend spoke due to his enhanced senses. 'Not enough? What does he mean?'
It confused him slightly just what exactly was Zorn trying to accomplish here?, his thoughts were put to a halt as he saw Zorn sink to his knee's yelling "Fuck!" Then he punched the floor, this made Orin a little surprised and not many things surprise him. It was the fact that Zorn deliberately punched the floor but it was that once he did it: his eyes flashed a color of teal and his hair flashed golden for just a second. This made Orin bug-eyed, just what the fuck was that?
"I just don't get it! Why can't I transform! What is it that I am god damn missing!?"
Orin heard him speak again in frustration. Transform? What exactly does he mean by that, could he trasnform into something? The only beings that Orin knew that could transform was that bastard Frieza and his many unorthodox forms that made him more ugly than the last. But Zorn was a Saiyan.. and so was Orin, so does that mean Saiyan's have a transformation too?
Orin opened the door and walked in making his presence known, he didn't exactly know what to say or what to do but it just came out
Zorn, what's wrong? I felt your energy and it was distressed" He made a white lie, he didn't want to seem like he was stalking or anything, that would just be weird.
It was uncommon for the proud Saiyan warrior to feel so frustrated with himself as normally he had the up most confidence in his abilities. Normally when he puts his mind to something he would master what is was he was trying to learn right away and move on to the next task at hand. This however was proving much more difficult then he first imagined it would be. He was just about at that point of giving up when he heard a voice calling out to him.
"O-Oh Orin... I did not see you there" Zorn said hoping he has not seen his little outburst just now. Zorn was not one to lose his cool and the idea of someone seeing him giving in to his basic emotions would embarrass him to no ends. "Nothing is wrong" He lied, not wanting to admit that he was having any sort of problem. "You must be imagining things."
Picking himself from off the ground and slapping his hands together to remove some of the dust that decorated his gloves Zorn looked over his comrade and grinned ever so slightly. He was not one to praise other people but he had to admit Orin was getting strong. He could sense, that power level that he was hiding and although Zorn was currently stronger then the youth he knew if this keeps up Orin would come out on top.
"You know Orin.." Zorn said taking a step towards the warrior, his grin was now a full out smile. "How about we have a little match. Just you and I." He had a secret motive to fight him but he would not let Orin know that. "First blood, loser has to buy the winner's meal for a week."
[attr="class","mouths1"] Orin was slightly amused as the oh so proud Zorn had seemed slightly abashed.
"O-Oh Orin... I did not see you there" Zorn said while getting up and dusting off like nothing had just happen, as if he didn't just lose his cool in his 'alone time'
"Nothing is wrong" He followed up
'Yeah right, can't fool me' Orin thought as he snorted inwardly while keeping his outward facial expression passive then Zorn quickly said "You must be imagining things."
Visible deadpan.. That was just insulting, Orin could tell something was up especially from his energy wavering like a sporadic heart beat on a heart monitor evidently. But regardless Orin nodded anyway and stood there nonchalantly as Zorn resumed dusting himself off. Zorn stopped and looked at him and grinned devilishly 'Heh i know that look anywhere'
"You know Orin" He began 'yup it's coming' he continued "How about we have a little match. Just you and I." heh and there it is. Orin was about to speak until Zorn spoke up again "First blood, loser has to buy the winner's meal for a week."
Orin's smirk that now spread across his face matched that of Zorn's with gusto and contempt, oh yes the joys of fighting even the thought of it would hype any Saiyan be it full blood or not, Orin crossed his arms with a gleam shining in his eyes in excitement.
"I accept, pick a location to lose old man!" Orin said with defiance, they were good friends and that also implied little tid bit insults here and there, what friendship doesn't have that? Especially that of Saiyans. Orin knew that Zorn was stronger than him but he wasn't going to back down now, plus he was younger so that gave him an edge of longevity, win or lose this'll be fun!
"I hope you got a fortune to spend for a week haha!" He unfolded his arms ready to go wherever the battleground would be.
How many times now have they battled one another. Zorn had lost count of the exact number but knew Orin was the toughest opponent he had ever come across. Well in terms of having a friendly fight and not a battle to the death. He knew most of his tricks but it had been a little whiles since there last little one on one match so he would be foolish to think his friend had not improved. He was after all a Saiyan and had the blood of the proud warrior race flowing thought his veins just as Zorn had. Which was why it had to be Orin...
Zorn's alternative motive was a simple one. Get into a fight with his friend and hope he could unlock the transformation of his ancient ancestors. However this was not likely to happen in a friendly one on one match so Zorn knew he would have to go all and force Orin to take this fight seriously. Forgive me for this Orin but it has to be this way Maybe this was not something he should be doing, let alone to someone he considered a friend but Zorn was out of options and it was now do or die. Without giving the younger Saiyan a chance to do anything Zorn rushed at the youth and sent a mean left hook towards his stomach.
[attr="class","mouths1"] Orin had no time to react as he was suddenly punched harshly in the stomach 'crap' Orin skidded slightly back as he spit some blood out and grinned with excitement.
"Skipping the boring stuff and going straight for the action huh, OKAY! Lets go!"
Orin's blood was now boiling with thrill, a familiar thrill every single time he had engaged in a fight or took damage to himself. Orin had dashed in a burst of speed and appeared in front of Zorn initiating a roundhouse kick. Orin intends to knock him off balance and follow up with simple ki blasts.
