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Post by Emperor Ticoga on Jan 3, 2023 2:25:57 GMT -5
Within the Kuriza military headquarters, officials and soldiers alike look on in awe - awe of the power on display. Power... from the sole surviving member of a centuries shamed clan. A clan that had its name stricken from all official records. A clan that was supposed to be forgotten and die with the life of the only member left.
Only that is not what happened. No, instead, Ticoga had risen from the dregs and had grown into a force of his own reckoning. A force that would soon eclipse entire armies in power... Thousands of combat drones lay in shattered, melted heaps across an arena a thousand feet in diameter, located deep beneath the city. The walls surrounding the arena shimmer with a deep violet light, shuddering with every drone that had been smashed against it, or every blast that struck it.
Ticoga had been training almost non stop for close to a full month - the threat of outside forces eventually rising to challenge the Empire had given Ticoga the drive to improve; but it was Emperor Mint's declaration that Ticoga would serve the Triumvirate as the Shield of Arcose. With that position, he was the last line of defense between the Empire's enemies, and the Triumvirate themselves. It was an honor he would endeavor to never fail.
To that end, Ticoga had commanded that the military continue sending war training droids set to their maximum destructive modes be sent at him, and they were not to stop until either Ticoga fell to the onslaught, or until the machines had been all but eradicated. Ticoga stands in his True Form, standing at just over five foot five, surrounded by several dozen battle drones in every direction.
Two drones move in from behind, but Ticoga raises his fists, jutting his thumbs to point behind himself - thin beams of Ki shoot from the thumb tips, striking the drones and obliterating them in an instant! Ticoga moves with a sudden grace, pointing his right index finger at each drone in turn, firing intense, but fast beams from his finger tip. Dozens of explosions ring out, happening with such speed, it would almost seem as if they had all been shot simultaneously in the same instant.
Their smoking refuse fall, littering the arena with more molten slag. Ticoga straightens as a large door opens - cleaning drones spill into the arena, and Ticoga relaxes his shoulders, and lets out a deep breath. It would be quite some time before the drones finish cleaning the debris away, so Ticoga walks to the center of the arena. He closes his eyes, and visualizes Emperor Mint - the form Mint had shown him, and the power it offered.
Ticoga had been practicing - and now, he felt that he was ready to try again.
The crimson skinned Arcosian spreads his feet apart, and clenches his hands into tight fists. Gritting his teeth, Ticoga growls at first as he focuses his power - and begins trying to draw out more. His aura burns with a light glow around his form, and electricity dances along it.
"HaaaaaaaaaAAAAAAAAAAHHH!!!" Ticoga snarls, his eyes snapping open. Veins like rivers along his body pop up from the strain as Ticoga's power begins to skyrocket! "...Sixty Percent... Seventy!!"
The muscles begin to bulge, growing almost disproportionally as his form expands.
"Eighty five percent!! Ninety!!" Ticoga howls. He was almost there... ALMOST there!! With a final shout and a great push from his very core, Ticoga's body ripples with engorged muscles and his aura explodes in a brilliant flash of red. The shields flicker against the pressure of the Arcosian's power, and the ground quakes beneath his feet.
Panting, Ticoga smiles.
"One hundred percent..." Ticoga mutters, looking at his hands. He had done it - he had reached the same form that Emperor Mint had shown him on Earth. One Hundred Percent Power... This was it - this was his power at it's greatest heights. ...For now..
Only that is not what happened. No, instead, Ticoga had risen from the dregs and had grown into a force of his own reckoning. A force that would soon eclipse entire armies in power... Thousands of combat drones lay in shattered, melted heaps across an arena a thousand feet in diameter, located deep beneath the city. The walls surrounding the arena shimmer with a deep violet light, shuddering with every drone that had been smashed against it, or every blast that struck it.
Ticoga had been training almost non stop for close to a full month - the threat of outside forces eventually rising to challenge the Empire had given Ticoga the drive to improve; but it was Emperor Mint's declaration that Ticoga would serve the Triumvirate as the Shield of Arcose. With that position, he was the last line of defense between the Empire's enemies, and the Triumvirate themselves. It was an honor he would endeavor to never fail.
To that end, Ticoga had commanded that the military continue sending war training droids set to their maximum destructive modes be sent at him, and they were not to stop until either Ticoga fell to the onslaught, or until the machines had been all but eradicated. Ticoga stands in his True Form, standing at just over five foot five, surrounded by several dozen battle drones in every direction.
Two drones move in from behind, but Ticoga raises his fists, jutting his thumbs to point behind himself - thin beams of Ki shoot from the thumb tips, striking the drones and obliterating them in an instant! Ticoga moves with a sudden grace, pointing his right index finger at each drone in turn, firing intense, but fast beams from his finger tip. Dozens of explosions ring out, happening with such speed, it would almost seem as if they had all been shot simultaneously in the same instant.
Their smoking refuse fall, littering the arena with more molten slag. Ticoga straightens as a large door opens - cleaning drones spill into the arena, and Ticoga relaxes his shoulders, and lets out a deep breath. It would be quite some time before the drones finish cleaning the debris away, so Ticoga walks to the center of the arena. He closes his eyes, and visualizes Emperor Mint - the form Mint had shown him, and the power it offered.
Ticoga had been practicing - and now, he felt that he was ready to try again.
The crimson skinned Arcosian spreads his feet apart, and clenches his hands into tight fists. Gritting his teeth, Ticoga growls at first as he focuses his power - and begins trying to draw out more. His aura burns with a light glow around his form, and electricity dances along it.
"HaaaaaaaaaAAAAAAAAAAHHH!!!" Ticoga snarls, his eyes snapping open. Veins like rivers along his body pop up from the strain as Ticoga's power begins to skyrocket! "...Sixty Percent... Seventy!!"
The muscles begin to bulge, growing almost disproportionally as his form expands.
"Eighty five percent!! Ninety!!" Ticoga howls. He was almost there... ALMOST there!! With a final shout and a great push from his very core, Ticoga's body ripples with engorged muscles and his aura explodes in a brilliant flash of red. The shields flicker against the pressure of the Arcosian's power, and the ground quakes beneath his feet.
Panting, Ticoga smiles.
"One hundred percent..." Ticoga mutters, looking at his hands. He had done it - he had reached the same form that Emperor Mint had shown him on Earth. One Hundred Percent Power... This was it - this was his power at it's greatest heights. ...For now..
Thread PL: 64,200 -> 100% Power True Form: 513,600
KP: 6/6
MP: 0/6
HP: 0/270%
WC: 656
Resources: Durability, Supremacy
KP: 6/6
MP: 0/6
HP: 0/270%
WC: 656
Resources: Durability, Supremacy
