Jul 29, 2024 14:22:57 GMT
Post by Liek on Jul 29, 2024 14:22:57 GMT
The Inheritor of the Fury stood at the edge of a rocky cliff, overlooking a vast desert that stretched out as far as his keen eyes could see. The wind whipped through his hair, and the sun beat down on his back, but his mind was elsewhere. He had been training relentlessly for months, pushing his body to new limits, but there was one limitation to his abilities that bugged him, the ability to communicate with allies without being overheard.
The idea of learning telepathy had been planted in his mind by the technologies used by the Fury and the J Numbers. The helmets of Fury armour had life detection and long range communication capabilities built in. It was those communications systems that had interested the young man the most. Why? Because they didn’t rely on verbal signals being transmitted, but instead could detect thoughts intended for transmission and send them to the intended receivers without the risk of jamming, interference or being overheard. If he could master such a skill then he could use it to better coordinate the Tri-Stars and with any other potential allies without risk.
Liek closed his eyes and took a deep breath, focusing his energy inward. He had read about telepathy in the various books kept in his Grandmother’s library, though accounts ranged from pure fiction to mere speculation. But if the Fury could do it with Orgone based technology then, like any Fury technique, it was not beyond his reach, he just had to find how to apply ki in the exactly the right way. It would require more than just power; it demanded intense concentration and a deep connection with one’s inner self.
As he meditated, he recalled the words of old Master Roshi when he had visited the old man earlier to ask for his advice on the matter. The elder had spoken of the ‘mind’s eye,’ a place within where one could tap into the flow of thoughts and emotions that connected all living beings. It made a certain amount of sense, given that both ki and Orgone techniques started from similar concepts.
He concentrated harder, trying to visualise this mind’s eye. At first, there was nothing but darkness, but gradually, he began to see faint glimmers of light. These glimmers grew brighter, forming into a swirling vortex of colours and shapes. Liek felt a strange sensation, as if he were being drawn into this vortex, and he let himself go, surrendering to the pull.
Suddenly, he found himself standing in a vast, ethereal landscape. The ground beneath his feet was a shimmering, translucent surface, and the sky above was a swirling canvas of colours. He could sense the presence of other beings, their thoughts and emotions like distant echoes in his mind. It was different from his ability to sense life energy, this wasn’t life he was feeling, but minds.
“Hello? Who is this?” A naselly voice asked in surprise. The youth turned, or as best he could in this strange ethereal plane, and tried to make out who was speaking. There he found a shrouded figure. The teen couldn’t make out the details, only that they where very squat, that they either had very pointy shoulders or where wearing something with pointy shoulders and seems to have antenna on their head. They also seemed to be a man, “How did you get this number?” The short man added. In part the figure thought it was halfway his own fault, he’d been sweeping Earth a little too closely with his senses moments prior and it seemed likely this kid just happened to latch onto his signal. The teen’s attempt was nowhere near powerful enough to reach him.
“Uh…” Liek gawked, not entirely sure how to respond to the implication of people using telepathy like some kind of phone service, “I am Liek, I’m trying to learn telepathy.” His mental form bowed politely, “Are you a wise Master in the art? If so, could you please teach me?”
The ghostly figure sighed, “Wow, all these years, so many students and the first morty to connect to me while learning telepathy is this kid, yeesh.” The figure looked up and replied, “Well, you’re polite, I’ll give you that.” Silence followed as the figure considered what to do for a long moment, “Hmm… but no, you aren’t ready for any training I may give you. But if you ever find yourself meeting a big red guy behind a giant desk just ask where you can find good training around there. He’ll point you my way.”
“Um…” Liek blinked, “Ok…?”
“Cool.” The shadow chuckled before adding, “I’ll do you a solid and patch you through to someone more you’re speed. They’ll get you all trained up on telepathy, alright?”
Liek beamed, “Thank you so much sir!”
A moment later the ethereal world shifted and went static-y, what felt like screeching filling his ears for a moment, though he logically knew he wasn’t hearing with his ears right now. As quickly as things had gone weird they straightened out again and a new shadow figure stood in the void. This one was taller, but hunched with age, they where dressed in unflattering robes, had short antenna on their head and held a staff that Liek presumed was wood.
“Well, hello there young man.” The elder’s voice echoed out, “I here you are attempting to learn the secrets of telepathy?”
“I… I am.” The youth replied, bowing once again, “Are you a wise Master who can help me in this endeavour?”
“Perhaps.” Came the measured reply, “That depends on your motivations.” He leaned in before asking, “How do you intend to use this power?”
“To Defend.” Liek replied with certainty, “In order to better defend the innocent and my friends from harm, in whatever form it may take.”
“Good answer.” The tall shadow nodded, “Very well, young man. Listen closely to my words, a follow along as best you can.”
The shadow’s expression grew serious, as serious as it could without definite features, “Telepathy is not merely a technique to be learned. It is a state of being, a way of connecting with others on a deeper level. You must open your mind and heart to those around you, and allow their thoughts and emotions to flow into you.”
Liek frowned, “How do I do that?”
The shadow gestured to the swirling landscape, “This place is a reflection of your inner self. To master telepathy, you must first understand and control your own mind. Only then can you reach out to others.”
Liek took a deep breath and closed his eyes, falling back on all the times he had meditated with his Grandmother, focusing on calming his thoughts. The swirling colours around him began to slow, settling into a more orderly pattern. He could feel the elder’s presence guiding him, helping him to find balance.
“Good,” the shadow said, “Now, reach out with your mind. Feel the thoughts and emotions of those around you.”
Liek concentrated, extending his consciousness outward. At first, he felt nothing, but gradually, he began to sense faint impressions. The thoughts and feelings of others were like whispers in the wind, just beyond his grasp.
“Do not force it,” the shadow advised, “Let it come to you naturally.”
Liek relaxed, letting go of his need to control the process. Slowly, the whispers grew clearer, and he could make out individual thoughts and emotions. He sensed the presence of his team, their minds like distant stars in the night sky.
“Now, focus on one of them,” the shadow instructed, “Reach out and make a connection.”
Liek chose Surge, the closest of his team members. He concentrated on the bond they shared, the experience of the heist they where in together, and fighting side by side during the mission to rescue the King. He felt a warm sensation as their minds began to connect, like two streams merging into one.
“SHIT FUCK?!” Surge cursed in surprise, “WHAT THE FUCK?! LIEK?! What are you doing in my mind? How?!”
“Heya, Surge, yeah, it’s me,” Liek replied through the telepathic link, “I’m learning telepathy. Can you hear me?”
“I can,” Surge responded, her thoughts tinged with amazement. “This is fucking nuts. How the fuck you doing this?”
“I’m not entirely sure,” Liek admitted, “But I think I’m getting the hang of it.”
The shadows voice cut in, “Well done, Liek. You have made the first step. Now, you must practice and strengthen this connection. With time, you will be able to communicate with others freely and even pick up on their surface emotions."
Liek nodded, feeling a surge of confidence. “Thank you, Teacher. I will continue to practice.”
The shadow smiled. “Remember, Liek, telepathy is not just about communication. It is about understanding and connecting with those around you. Use it wisely.”
“Wait!” Liek sat up, “If we’re communicating then you must be a living person right? Is there a way for me to meet you in person?”
After a long pause the shadow replied with a chuckle, “If you feel the need to seek me out, ask the Keepers about climbing Korin’s Tower. That is the only clue I can give.” The figure bowed his head before saying, “Farewell, and good luck in all your endeavours, Young Liek.” And with those final words the shadow figure dissipated.
With that, the ethereal landscape began to fade, and Liek felt himself being drawn back to the physical world. He opened his eyes to find himself standing on the cliff once more, the desert stretching out before him.
He took a deep breath, feeling a sense of accomplishment. He had taken the first step towards mastering telepathy, and he knew that with practice, he would only get better. He reached out with his mind once more, and this time, the connection with his team came more easily.
“Everyone, can you hear me?” he sent out the thought, focusing on each member of the Tri-Stars. One by one, their voices echoed back in his mind, filled with surprise and amazement, and a little bit unnerved. But the consensus of the replies was in asking how he was talking into their minds.
Liek smiled, “I’m learning telepathy. Once I’ve got this down things like radio jamming, interference, signal strength, or even just being overheard won’t be an issue.” He could feel through the link that, although not all of them liked the idea of him being able to talk directly into their heads, all of them also saw the advantages and because of those, they accepted the new ability.
But he wasn’t done yet. He wanted to go even further. What he’d just done was recreate a technological effect with a martial art, but he wanted to try something new. Something even the Fury themselves never thought to try. Sitting back down and crossing his legs they youth focused his mind on the sensations he’d felt before, seeking his ‘mind’s eye’ once more. Only this time he mustered his ki along with his focus and pushed the ki towards the edges of existence, probing and prodding. And then he touched… something. Something familiar. Instantly he realised what it was, this intimately familiar thing that permeated all life and he had been immersed in since his childhood. Orgone.
There is was, ever flowing between all living things, all across the Earth. He could feel it all, not just on Earth but reaching out into the endless cosmos. In this moment the youth could almost cry, wondering if this was how the Fury had felt the Orgone? Had they been privy to this beauty from they day they where born, a feeling denied to all others in the universe?
He could never see it how they did, not for longer then a moment, he knew that. He hated it, but he knew it. All he could do was press forward with what he hoped to do. The Orgone Layer, that was what he was feeling right now, the Layer of reality in which Orgone, one of the myriad of life energies that permeated all things, resided and he routinely accessed for his abilities. Right now, the purpose of this trial, the reason for attempting to access the Orgone Layer in this way was to ask a question; could he apply it to his attempts at communicating telepathically? Could he use the Orgone Layer as a medium to transmit messages?
If nothing else, it was certainly worth a try wasn’t it? So that’s exactly the route the boy attempted to take. Delving deeper into the forest green depths of the Orgone Layer, immersing himself in the very pulse of life that flowed through the Layer like currents of a river linking all things. Some currents stood out as brighter, and the closer he looked the more defined they became, eventually coalescing together into bright points. The youth realised the coalescences where living creatures, and the larger the concentration the larger life form. Looking around the teenager realised he could combine this with his ability to sense ki and using both senses in tandem he reached through the Orgone flowing into Surge to try and contact her with this new method…
The moment his mind made contact, however, something entirely unexpected happened.
Suddenly the young man’s mental vision was engulfed by a single face. Ebony scales and crimson eyes, shifting and churning like molten magma, a great crest of horns atop it’s head and massive fangs within it’s magnificent maw. A great black dragon with the same flowing molten magma like light glowing beneath it’s scales looking the boy directly in the eye. The beasts bulk was so great that it’s massive wings stretched from horizon to horizon, it’s body blotting out the sky. It’s jaws opened and a single worded BOOMED into the mind of the teenager.
“INHERITOR!!”
The words slammed into the boy’s mind with such force he was blown clean out of his meditative state and even thrown through the air to slam hard on the ground. Twitching on the ground the youth gurgled for a moment before whispering a single word.
“Vol… da…?”
WC: 2,409
PL: 38,084
Weighted PL: 9,521
Zenny: 5,282
Bonuses: Looters (-25% due to racial)
Super Heavy Weights 75% bonus
Pre-Workout Mix 10% Bonus
Total Bonus: 85% Bonus to PL and 7.5% Zenny
Note: -2TP to Learn [ST1] Fury Telepathy and [ST2] Orgone Telepathy
The idea of learning telepathy had been planted in his mind by the technologies used by the Fury and the J Numbers. The helmets of Fury armour had life detection and long range communication capabilities built in. It was those communications systems that had interested the young man the most. Why? Because they didn’t rely on verbal signals being transmitted, but instead could detect thoughts intended for transmission and send them to the intended receivers without the risk of jamming, interference or being overheard. If he could master such a skill then he could use it to better coordinate the Tri-Stars and with any other potential allies without risk.
Liek closed his eyes and took a deep breath, focusing his energy inward. He had read about telepathy in the various books kept in his Grandmother’s library, though accounts ranged from pure fiction to mere speculation. But if the Fury could do it with Orgone based technology then, like any Fury technique, it was not beyond his reach, he just had to find how to apply ki in the exactly the right way. It would require more than just power; it demanded intense concentration and a deep connection with one’s inner self.
As he meditated, he recalled the words of old Master Roshi when he had visited the old man earlier to ask for his advice on the matter. The elder had spoken of the ‘mind’s eye,’ a place within where one could tap into the flow of thoughts and emotions that connected all living beings. It made a certain amount of sense, given that both ki and Orgone techniques started from similar concepts.
He concentrated harder, trying to visualise this mind’s eye. At first, there was nothing but darkness, but gradually, he began to see faint glimmers of light. These glimmers grew brighter, forming into a swirling vortex of colours and shapes. Liek felt a strange sensation, as if he were being drawn into this vortex, and he let himself go, surrendering to the pull.
Suddenly, he found himself standing in a vast, ethereal landscape. The ground beneath his feet was a shimmering, translucent surface, and the sky above was a swirling canvas of colours. He could sense the presence of other beings, their thoughts and emotions like distant echoes in his mind. It was different from his ability to sense life energy, this wasn’t life he was feeling, but minds.
“Hello? Who is this?” A naselly voice asked in surprise. The youth turned, or as best he could in this strange ethereal plane, and tried to make out who was speaking. There he found a shrouded figure. The teen couldn’t make out the details, only that they where very squat, that they either had very pointy shoulders or where wearing something with pointy shoulders and seems to have antenna on their head. They also seemed to be a man, “How did you get this number?” The short man added. In part the figure thought it was halfway his own fault, he’d been sweeping Earth a little too closely with his senses moments prior and it seemed likely this kid just happened to latch onto his signal. The teen’s attempt was nowhere near powerful enough to reach him.
“Uh…” Liek gawked, not entirely sure how to respond to the implication of people using telepathy like some kind of phone service, “I am Liek, I’m trying to learn telepathy.” His mental form bowed politely, “Are you a wise Master in the art? If so, could you please teach me?”
The ghostly figure sighed, “Wow, all these years, so many students and the first morty to connect to me while learning telepathy is this kid, yeesh.” The figure looked up and replied, “Well, you’re polite, I’ll give you that.” Silence followed as the figure considered what to do for a long moment, “Hmm… but no, you aren’t ready for any training I may give you. But if you ever find yourself meeting a big red guy behind a giant desk just ask where you can find good training around there. He’ll point you my way.”
“Um…” Liek blinked, “Ok…?”
“Cool.” The shadow chuckled before adding, “I’ll do you a solid and patch you through to someone more you’re speed. They’ll get you all trained up on telepathy, alright?”
Liek beamed, “Thank you so much sir!”
A moment later the ethereal world shifted and went static-y, what felt like screeching filling his ears for a moment, though he logically knew he wasn’t hearing with his ears right now. As quickly as things had gone weird they straightened out again and a new shadow figure stood in the void. This one was taller, but hunched with age, they where dressed in unflattering robes, had short antenna on their head and held a staff that Liek presumed was wood.
“Well, hello there young man.” The elder’s voice echoed out, “I here you are attempting to learn the secrets of telepathy?”
“I… I am.” The youth replied, bowing once again, “Are you a wise Master who can help me in this endeavour?”
“Perhaps.” Came the measured reply, “That depends on your motivations.” He leaned in before asking, “How do you intend to use this power?”
“To Defend.” Liek replied with certainty, “In order to better defend the innocent and my friends from harm, in whatever form it may take.”
“Good answer.” The tall shadow nodded, “Very well, young man. Listen closely to my words, a follow along as best you can.”
The shadow’s expression grew serious, as serious as it could without definite features, “Telepathy is not merely a technique to be learned. It is a state of being, a way of connecting with others on a deeper level. You must open your mind and heart to those around you, and allow their thoughts and emotions to flow into you.”
Liek frowned, “How do I do that?”
The shadow gestured to the swirling landscape, “This place is a reflection of your inner self. To master telepathy, you must first understand and control your own mind. Only then can you reach out to others.”
Liek took a deep breath and closed his eyes, falling back on all the times he had meditated with his Grandmother, focusing on calming his thoughts. The swirling colours around him began to slow, settling into a more orderly pattern. He could feel the elder’s presence guiding him, helping him to find balance.
“Good,” the shadow said, “Now, reach out with your mind. Feel the thoughts and emotions of those around you.”
Liek concentrated, extending his consciousness outward. At first, he felt nothing, but gradually, he began to sense faint impressions. The thoughts and feelings of others were like whispers in the wind, just beyond his grasp.
“Do not force it,” the shadow advised, “Let it come to you naturally.”
Liek relaxed, letting go of his need to control the process. Slowly, the whispers grew clearer, and he could make out individual thoughts and emotions. He sensed the presence of his team, their minds like distant stars in the night sky.
“Now, focus on one of them,” the shadow instructed, “Reach out and make a connection.”
Liek chose Surge, the closest of his team members. He concentrated on the bond they shared, the experience of the heist they where in together, and fighting side by side during the mission to rescue the King. He felt a warm sensation as their minds began to connect, like two streams merging into one.
“SHIT FUCK?!” Surge cursed in surprise, “WHAT THE FUCK?! LIEK?! What are you doing in my mind? How?!”
“Heya, Surge, yeah, it’s me,” Liek replied through the telepathic link, “I’m learning telepathy. Can you hear me?”
“I can,” Surge responded, her thoughts tinged with amazement. “This is fucking nuts. How the fuck you doing this?”
“I’m not entirely sure,” Liek admitted, “But I think I’m getting the hang of it.”
The shadows voice cut in, “Well done, Liek. You have made the first step. Now, you must practice and strengthen this connection. With time, you will be able to communicate with others freely and even pick up on their surface emotions."
Liek nodded, feeling a surge of confidence. “Thank you, Teacher. I will continue to practice.”
The shadow smiled. “Remember, Liek, telepathy is not just about communication. It is about understanding and connecting with those around you. Use it wisely.”
“Wait!” Liek sat up, “If we’re communicating then you must be a living person right? Is there a way for me to meet you in person?”
After a long pause the shadow replied with a chuckle, “If you feel the need to seek me out, ask the Keepers about climbing Korin’s Tower. That is the only clue I can give.” The figure bowed his head before saying, “Farewell, and good luck in all your endeavours, Young Liek.” And with those final words the shadow figure dissipated.
With that, the ethereal landscape began to fade, and Liek felt himself being drawn back to the physical world. He opened his eyes to find himself standing on the cliff once more, the desert stretching out before him.
He took a deep breath, feeling a sense of accomplishment. He had taken the first step towards mastering telepathy, and he knew that with practice, he would only get better. He reached out with his mind once more, and this time, the connection with his team came more easily.
“Everyone, can you hear me?” he sent out the thought, focusing on each member of the Tri-Stars. One by one, their voices echoed back in his mind, filled with surprise and amazement, and a little bit unnerved. But the consensus of the replies was in asking how he was talking into their minds.
Liek smiled, “I’m learning telepathy. Once I’ve got this down things like radio jamming, interference, signal strength, or even just being overheard won’t be an issue.” He could feel through the link that, although not all of them liked the idea of him being able to talk directly into their heads, all of them also saw the advantages and because of those, they accepted the new ability.
But he wasn’t done yet. He wanted to go even further. What he’d just done was recreate a technological effect with a martial art, but he wanted to try something new. Something even the Fury themselves never thought to try. Sitting back down and crossing his legs they youth focused his mind on the sensations he’d felt before, seeking his ‘mind’s eye’ once more. Only this time he mustered his ki along with his focus and pushed the ki towards the edges of existence, probing and prodding. And then he touched… something. Something familiar. Instantly he realised what it was, this intimately familiar thing that permeated all life and he had been immersed in since his childhood. Orgone.
There is was, ever flowing between all living things, all across the Earth. He could feel it all, not just on Earth but reaching out into the endless cosmos. In this moment the youth could almost cry, wondering if this was how the Fury had felt the Orgone? Had they been privy to this beauty from they day they where born, a feeling denied to all others in the universe?
He could never see it how they did, not for longer then a moment, he knew that. He hated it, but he knew it. All he could do was press forward with what he hoped to do. The Orgone Layer, that was what he was feeling right now, the Layer of reality in which Orgone, one of the myriad of life energies that permeated all things, resided and he routinely accessed for his abilities. Right now, the purpose of this trial, the reason for attempting to access the Orgone Layer in this way was to ask a question; could he apply it to his attempts at communicating telepathically? Could he use the Orgone Layer as a medium to transmit messages?
If nothing else, it was certainly worth a try wasn’t it? So that’s exactly the route the boy attempted to take. Delving deeper into the forest green depths of the Orgone Layer, immersing himself in the very pulse of life that flowed through the Layer like currents of a river linking all things. Some currents stood out as brighter, and the closer he looked the more defined they became, eventually coalescing together into bright points. The youth realised the coalescences where living creatures, and the larger the concentration the larger life form. Looking around the teenager realised he could combine this with his ability to sense ki and using both senses in tandem he reached through the Orgone flowing into Surge to try and contact her with this new method…
The moment his mind made contact, however, something entirely unexpected happened.
Suddenly the young man’s mental vision was engulfed by a single face. Ebony scales and crimson eyes, shifting and churning like molten magma, a great crest of horns atop it’s head and massive fangs within it’s magnificent maw. A great black dragon with the same flowing molten magma like light glowing beneath it’s scales looking the boy directly in the eye. The beasts bulk was so great that it’s massive wings stretched from horizon to horizon, it’s body blotting out the sky. It’s jaws opened and a single worded BOOMED into the mind of the teenager.
“INHERITOR!!”
The words slammed into the boy’s mind with such force he was blown clean out of his meditative state and even thrown through the air to slam hard on the ground. Twitching on the ground the youth gurgled for a moment before whispering a single word.
“Vol… da…?”
WC: 2,409
PL: 38,084
Weighted PL: 9,521
Zenny: 5,282
Bonuses: Looters (-25% due to racial)
Super Heavy Weights 75% bonus
Pre-Workout Mix 10% Bonus
Total Bonus: 85% Bonus to PL and 7.5% Zenny
Note: -2TP to Learn [ST1] Fury Telepathy and [ST2] Orgone Telepathy
