(Private Roleplay) Asonja Core Training (with SonicSilva1)

There hadn't been any formal way of contacting the Identity. She never left a number or something along those lines. Eventually, however, someone did make an appearance. Despite not being tall, the woman was incredibly thin: thin arms, thin legs, thin torso. She wore a full-body suit, with no bodily-lines shown, and only the slightest form of feminine frames. Her "hood" was pointed, upward, collaring her neck along with the suit. The wrists and feet had dark green designs, matching the green snake eyes. Black, green, the only colors.

A very dronish, emotionless voice asked "You are Asonja?"

"Y-yes?" He answered. "And you...called me here to see you? A strange place to be contacted..."

"You were calling for someone and I am inspecting your reasons."

"Oh...well, it's because of my 'potential'. I'm unsure how to unlock it..." He states nervously.

"... Core energy," She analyzed.

"C-core energy? I don't really...have any of that. I don't even know what that is, to be frank." He replied.

"Everyone does to some extent... but you are showing higher readings... Stay here for a moment," She began vanishing.

"O-okay...? I'll be here then..." He says as he sits down.

A short minute later, Virus appeared in place of the green-suited identity.

Asonja stood up again, seeing she returned with someone else. He was still mute.

"... Hey," The red-striped feline waved.

He waved back, nervously. "H-hey. Who're you?"

"... Is this some kind of amnesia thing?" Virus asked.

"I dunno. It takes me a while to figure out who people are. I might be getting Dementia or something..." He sighs, rubbing his head.

"He discussed unlocking potential," The Green-tinted identity mentioned.

"Yeah, I had something to do with that," Virus replied. "So you remember that much."

"Sorry about that..." He sighed. "I can barely remember what I did yesterday yet I can still remember what happened 5 years ago."

"Well then I'm only a lot offended," Virus sighed.

"Let's not dwell on that for too long. I was actually asking whom the identity you brought is." He then shook his head quickly. "N-nevermind. All I'm more concerned of is unlocking my potential and I need some help as soon as possible."

"This is Device," She answered, "and alright, we can do some of that."

"Alright, good. Thanks a bunch." He nods. "So, what will we do first? I'll practically do whatever you say at this point."

"Oh ho, don't give me any ideas," She grinned deviously, walking around him a bit. "... Alright, stamina is a good place to start.  What's yours like?"

He already felt regretful that he said she could do whatever to him. He answered, "Uhh...I cannot run for more than 1 minute?"

"Alright, well go for it."

"You want me to show how much of a failure I can be?" He asked. He didn't wait for an answer as he ran straight ahead. Just like that, he was out of breath and collapsed. He managed to cover about...100 or so feet before giving up.

"Gonna pretend I didn't hear that little piece of Green Day," She commented after walking up. "Where do you feel the most in your body right now?"

He panted for a bit, then finally regained his breath. "Two things; What's Green Day, and secondly, I feel most of my body in my chest like it's on fire."

"That's because your heart and your lungs are right there, where most of your stamina comes from.  Ki ignites from your blood.  It's like the spirit version of it.  You can run out of it, die from the loss, and it looks really pretty."

He stood up as much as he could. "So...you're telling me that I have to...focus on this spiritual energy thing inside my body instead of using my lungs and heart...?"

"Well that would certainly be entertaining, but no you still need to use all of them.  If your mental self dies, so does your physical, and if your physical dies, then there's a high chance your mental self will pass on: your spirit into the afterlife."

"I see...so how do I control my 'Ki'?" He asks. He had that look of 'I really don't want to do this' and 'I have no idea what I am doing'.

"First you need to have better control over your physical body so you don't just shut down while accessing your ki.  And if you don't have any experience prior with the energy, your supply will be incredibly low.  How long will you last?" Her hand lit up blue before lunging it at his chest.

He was pushed back, hitting the back wall. He was already drained by that since the wind was knocked out. "Man...that was fast..." He fell from the wall, landing face first. He got up shortly afterwards.

Virus held a stream of murky blue energy in her hand. "This came from you..."

He walked up to it, looking at it. "This? From me? I thought I had blood in me and not...whatever this is."

"Ki..." She held up the energy a little high, licking it a bit before scrunching her face up. "that's bitter... You've got way too much mental conflict to channel this right... yet."

He took some of it himself and licked it. He taste anything first but then he reflected a bit. "Ew, you're right. I keep thinking about my past. Bitter, hint of sadness, a lot of anger of self-loathing..."

"Whoa!" She yanked the energy back. "Let's not make your tongue implode here.  Anyway, yeah that needs to fix, at least when needed." (BRB)

(Kk. You alright? .-.) "I agree...how can I empty my mind with all of this...jumbled up nonsense of my past?" He hid the fact that his tongue was infact not okay with this bitterness and he looked around frantically for something to drink like he just ate the world's hottest pepper.

(I'm good.  I just noticed that I went from 145 lbs to 146.6 and decided to take a walk to fix that.  Lot of hand-hurting chin-ups, and believe me when I say it hurts when you aren't an arm-guy >__<  Good workout though.  I listened to a Kirbopher blog because I couldn't get the TOME theme song out of my head.) "Well if you actually want to be able to improve and grow in your abiliites, you'll have to come to terms with it by overcoming it or embracing it, but in the meantime, as long as you're able to completely keep that out of your mind when needed, you'll be able to at least channel minimal ki energy."

"Alright...sounds good." He was drinking from a water bottle from who knows where he got it from, entirely gulping it down. "Geh....sorry, the aftertaste is still there..." (Is is a problem when you're trying to gain weight but your metabolism is like "Nope, I'm eating away all of your fat so you can become skinny forever"? Because I'm trying to get to 137 pounds but I'm at a very unhealthy 103. I was about 110 at the beginning of last week and just yesterday my weight was 104. o.o)

"Yeah, don't do that again," She replied passively.

(What does your diet and exercise consist of?)

(Well, I don't exercise [mainly because I don't have a lot of equipment nor the determination to do so] and I barely eat anything. I only eat dinner after I get up very late [about 2 PM] and barely eat anything else until I want to eat something which would probably be like 8 hours later after dinner. And then repeat)

"Lesson learned..." He crushed the bottle and threw it away. "So, now what do we do?"

(Well that's the entire problem in a nutshell.  I get your issue with the equipment and such for sure.  Even though my house has some, I definitely don't use it much.  I'm very much a walk person and everything else is an optional thing.  Taking walks can REALLY get you in a good shape as long as you don't take breaks for more than 2 1/2 days at a time or the muscle will shrink.

As for the eating, that's simple. Get up earlier, get a BIG breakfest, do some physical stuff throughout the day for at least 30 mins total, and snack regularly until Dinner. Lunch is optional as long as you're consistently snacking. I've always had MASSIVE insomnia, but thankfully your body won't hate you if you force yourself through it. You'll be tired but you'll still get more healthy.)

"I'm more just here to get you some tips for you to start, but if there's something more you want to know that can be arranged," She added. "Or... something... else...?"

(That may explain my sleeping disorders as I do not eat very much and I just drank soda not 5 hours ago. I had like no protein today, only Medium fries and a medium soda. I had a few carrots though, and it's not alot. Like...fifteen? Also, because of my sleeping disorder I've been getting up later and later and it's kinda unhealthy for me.)

"You do what you want with me, I don't care what it is..." He paused for a moment, and then thought how wrongly it can go for him, but he shook it off. "Like, you can coach me during the time that I'm training or...something...else..."

(Get up earlier, and DO NOT eat later than 9:00 P.M.  It is incredibly bad for you because fat goes to your body hours after being in it, even if it's good for you, unless you exercise or move in some way.)

She smirked. "I'm not really in the mood torture anybody, particularly you right now... then again I AM prone to mood swings.  Anyway, more exercising, say... two more hours, and then we can all do some... social event."

"Well, first of all what is this 'Social Event'? Does it involve me...talking to people?" He asked.

(Sometimes I hardly eat at all after dinner. Right now, my dinner was Medium Fries from Hardee's and a Medium Soda. I've had NOTHING else and I don't even remotely feel hungry. Well, I mean, I am, but...)

"I dunno, it doesn't have to," she shrugged. "It probably will."

(Eat anyway.  There are a lot of dietary websites that can show you what's best to choose, like this one )

(Well, I'm not trying to go on a diet, I want to gain weight. I'm severely underweight. I'll check it out later)

"I hope not..." He muttered. "So uhh...what do I need to specifically train on for the next two hours on my own?" He asks.

(I know, but it's important to eat the right food anyway.  There IS a difference between good and bad fat.)

"I unlocked a bit of your connection to ki energy already, so you SHOULD be able to at least feel it when you focus enough, but in the meantime you can just run about, do some sit-ups, chin-ups, etc."

"Alright...I'll see if I can figure this out...maybe. I'm not good with vague instruction and then a 'good luck' notification." He shrugged. "But, I'll see if I can try."

"Cool.  Just keep looking forward to two hours later."

"R-right." He nodded nervously. He stood there for a while, thinking about what he should do first. (I'm going to transfer to my phone so my replies may be a bit slow.)

Device walked over, sitting in place to observe. (Alrighty.   I'm heading to bed in a minute anyway.)

Asobja looked down at Device but said nothing about it. He decided to try Push-ups, which didn't work for him as he only done one complete one. He tried situps, still nothing. (Same. 'Night)

"Keep pushing," Virus directed. "Your body will burn like mad, but after you collapse, it'll gradually go back.  Nothing's going to break to keep pushing."

That seemed to lift him a little bit; he always hated getting himself hurt even though he cuts himself occasionally as he was told it'll release stress. He tried doing some pushups again. As he was pushing himself this time, he managed to do 20 pushups before he realized if he did anymore, he'll burn out entirely. So he collapsed this time, panting heavily.

"Cmon...! It hasn't even been 2 hours yet!" He growled a bit to himself.

"If getting mad motivates you to keep pushing, then get mad," Virus said. "Otherwise, don't waste the energy."

"I'll see what I can do.." He gets back up and thinks again after regaining his breath.

The next hour consisted of him trying every workout routine possible, but failing in the middle of it which gets him even madder. His most well done achievement was doing 100 sit-ups, growling and muttering to himself on how much of a failure he is, and why he couldn't save his parents from their inevitable death. His words would classify the craziest man in an asylum as a baby.

"Do you normally have a temper?" Virus asked.

He stopped talking to himself and looked at Virus. His hair was a slight mess, but not too noticable. "I do...sometimes I can hardly control it."

"Hm... Well emotion is a huge part of Ki, so you could always channel your anger to power your ki."

"I could try that...but how would I know that I'm controlling my ki?"

"Oh that's not for now.  That comes WAY later.  You've still got to get in balance first."

"Alright....I could really go for a cheeseburger right now..." He says, sitting down so he could take a breather.

"You've still got an hour left."

"I know...maybe I'll get one later." He sighed and starts thinking of what to do now for the next hour.

"Alright, we can try a bit of Ki stuff if you'd like, but don't expect to get much out of it."

"I know, I know but it's worth to learn as much as I can."

"Alright well take some deep breaths.  Focus on the feeling in your body."

He nodded and did so. He had to close his eyes in order to feel the energy. "I can feel it. It's not a lot."

"People don't start out with much.  Organics barely have any regularly.  Even the ones that can use it have to resort to magic or other things to harness it right.  But if you keep at it, your body will adapt."

"I see." He opened his eyes again, starting to feel nothing but the air now. "So, I got another hour to go and then this...'event'?"

"Yep."

"Oh boy...whateer this event is, I really hope it won't affect me too much." He sighed and went back to doing some other excersizes for the next hour.

After an hour passes, he collapses onto the ground panting again. "Arrrgh....everything...on fire..."

"That's because the blood is moving rapidly throughout your body.  Concentrate on that.  Concentrate on projecting that feeling outward.  The fingers are a good place to start."

"Alright..." He gets up and holds out his hands and tries focusing on directing the feeling toward his fingers. Something was starting to happen but Asonja couldn't tell what was going on. "I'm...feeling something."

"Keep pushing, but make sure you're still breathing."

He forgot that he was holding his breath and started to breathe again. He started pushing the energy as hard as he can at this point. He still couldnt see what was going on.

"Alright keep trying.  Give it a few more seconds..."

He pushed more and more, his eyes clenching as he pushed out more energy. "I dunno how long I can hold this!"

"Okay you can stop now."

He exhaled sharply and the energy vanished. His arms dropped. "Argh..that was hard."

"Normally it takes decades to be able to do that."

"Just to get THAT far?" He looked at his hands, seeing nothing.

"Considering that most people barely have enough ki to do anything, yeah.  Of course, if you get strong enough, you may be able to tap into the Ki energy pool, just like all the others," She twirled a bit of red energy in her fingers.

"Hmm...you have my attention now." Asonja states. "After this event, I'll get right back to work."

"Oh right, has it been two hours already?"

"Yeah. I think it just ended." He nodded. "Now what is this...'event' that you want to show me?"

"Just a hangout," She shrugged. "If it makes it seem more special, Device will be joining us."

"...Very well," The Green-Tinted Identity replied.

"Alright then...I'm not very good with socializing but...I suppose we can do that." He shrugged as well.

"Good because you could use some food."

"Thank god, I need some cheeseburgers pronto."

"This is your world, right?  Where's the nearest spot?"

"It should be about...3 blocks away from here." He answered. "Wait...what kind of world do you live in? I'm curious to know..."

"It's more just a city at the moment," Device informed.

"A city of 'Identities'," Virus added. A flicker later, and the Green-Tinted identity had located the building. They were teleported to the front door.

Asonja blinked a few times to register that he teleported. "Oh...wow...we're here." ''Again, I just have some energy in me called Ki, not anything like this. I don't even have Chaos Powers! Seriously, who needs a hero with no powers...?'' He thought to himself.

"You're coming inside, right?" Virus asked while opening the door.

"O-oh...yeah...right." He said nervously and went inside. It was more of like a fancy restaurant except it was filled with large groups of people chatting, getting food, and everything. Virus noticed Asonja's sudden increased heartrate.

She looked over to him, then the public. "Hey everybody!  We totally stand out!  We're incredibly strange and worth your time to stare at... Aaaaand we're moving on," She looked for an open table.

Nobody even looked when she said that. Some people did but they didn't care. Asonja was carefully strolling along with them, occasionally moving around people like they had the Bubonic Plague and moved on.

"See?" She looked over to Asonja briefly. "Nobody cares... even if Device looks like an alien," She tapped the table like a drum while sitting down, looking for a menu.

Asonja's hands were gripping together, looking around. "I...I know that but...I've had this fear for quite a while. I once lost my parents in a huge crowd for over an hour."

"Well we could just kill everyone here but then we don't get burgers." (Forgot to mention, but Belle and the Owl Being are up for grabs if you want to own them as characters.  You don't have to of course, but I certainly don't need them.)

(Alright. I'll see what I can do with them later, maybe. I never really owned more than two characters in any rp before so I suppose this'll be a new challenge for me)

"Yeah, true. Maybe we can do that after we're done? This place has had a bad reputation years ago anyway..."

(Well again, this is entirely if you actually WANT to keep the characters.  If it's a bother you don't have to, but if you genuinely DO want the characters, I can give you the rundown on their biology.) "Ooh, what kind?" She grinned.

"Well, there were some cases of bar fights where the entire place went waywire and destroyed half the place. This dude who started it had like immense power and insanity and he was sent to the asylum. Basically there are rumors going around that the entire fight was intentional. I dunno why, but it was from what I was told." He replied.

(I mean, sure. It's not that much of a bother. I'm just afraid that if I do not know what abilities they have or what they do, I'd mess everything up entirely.)

(I'll write up how they work for you.  Hopefully it won't be confusing.)

"Interesting, and I'm guessing that led to late waiters?"

"I think so. Some kind of chemical that makes anyone go insane with power. I dunno what it's called but it is massive and it would make the weakest kind of people into the strongest...Maybe, I dunno. I think it's a drug." (Okay, thanks.)

<--       "... Wait so they actually DO affect the quality service?"

"Nobody knows, but that is my theory." He replied.

"... That's..." She looked around for a waiter.

Soon, a dark red fox waiter came over. "Hello, and welcome. I will be your waiter for today, and what can I get you three?" He first looked at Asonja, who hasn't looked at the menu yet but ordered regardless.

"Uhh...I'll take a...Plain CheeseBurger please? Medium Rare?" He asked. The waiter nodded and wrote it down on his notepad. "Anything to drink?" He asked to Asonja.

"Cheerwine, please." Asonja answered. The waiter nodded, and looked to Virus. "Alright, and what about you?"

"I'll have that too," She answered. "If you could swap the drink with something lemony though that'd be nice."

He nodded, and wrote that down. He looked to Device. "Anything for you today?"

Slowly the Green-eyed girl looked to Virus, who said and motioned nothing, so she looked back to the waiter. She looked to the menu, then back up. "... Fries..." She half-wheezed out in a partially-conscience voice of disinterest.

"Alright then." He nods anyway and writes it down on his list. "I'll be right back to get you your drinks." He walked of, his red tail flicking as his left.

"... Red," Virus noted. "So do you come here often?" She asked Asonja. 

(I really like those pictures. I'm curious how to draw so well.) "Sometimes, when I feel like I need to relax. It's been a while since I went here anyway." He says, looking down at his hands that were still tightly held together.

(Did you mean how I draw so well or how you can get to draw so well?  Either way, I sound pompous X{D) "Do you have a job to pay for it all?"

"Yeah...but my job isnt really important to talk about..." He says, looking away. It seemed to be a rather personal job. (I meant how do you draw so well, sorry XD. You dont really have to explain it all to me)

"Uh huh... Spill," She was far too intruiged to care about personal boundaries.

(Well after being bestowed upon by the Lord Almighty- just years honestly.  I'm actually one of the SLOWER artist improvers.  You wouldn't BELIEVE how fast other people I've own can get better than I have over time.)

(Yeah. I just gotten into making clothing but I'm still very bad at joint movements and perspective. I can make some hella good buildings in 2-point perspective though .3.)

"Alright fine...I'm basically a Bounty Hunter. Sort of." He replied.

(See, that's something I'm terrible at: environments, at least on the computer.  I'm okay on paper, but I can't for the life of me on digital.) She blinked a few times. "... Well you just got significantly more attractive, though that 'sort of' is hanging things in the air a bit."

(Yeah, me neither. I'm best on paper. Btw, I gtg. I'll be back here at about Noon my time. Night) He blushed at that, looking away as he hid his smile. "Well, it's been a while since I've gotten a job though. About a month or so."

(M'kay.  G'night.) "And before that?"

"I used to take down one of the fearless beings that had the most amount of bounty, ranging from $50,000 to almost one whole million." He says. "Maybe one day, I'll get to take down someone again."

(Still waiting on ya Trisell XD)

"And yet you've got low self-esteem?" (LONG day)

"Yeah...weird huh? Sometimes actually get low self-esteem can get you pretty far. It's a miracle I'm still alive."

"Why do you hate yourself again?"

He thought for a moment, silently. "I'm guilty for not preventing my parents' deaths"

"As a small child who wasn't prepared.  If you want someone to blame, blame the person that killed them."

"Then I'm blaming the fat man." He crossed his arms.

"The fa-... Oh you're kidding..."

"Nope. I saw him kill them with my own eyes."

"... Robotnik... Your parents were-" She lost it. Tiny turquoise sparks were shooting about as the identity laughed it out.

Asonja looked at her, slightly confused. "Uhh...are you laughing in joy or...?"

"I... I just-... Robotnik... Mr. Eggman himself... wow..."

"Do you need some...privacy or something?"

"No- no I'm fine," She took a breath. "...Is he still around?"

"Yeah, in Robotropolis like usual."

"Okay, new plan: we're totally visiting Robotropolis."

"Right." Soon, their food arrived. They were given exactly what they wanted. The red fox waiter said, "If any of you need a refill, let us know." He smiled and walked off. After thanking the waiter, Asonja bit into his burger.

"Just 'right'?" She asked.