Body Building T2 (With Creatine) - Bryce5015

(Creatine has been consumed during these set of roleplays)

1. Gisela Ficher didn't want to be running or jogging up the stairs, she'd been doing something like that while weighted, it was agonizing, albiet it a good start for training in such things. Why did Benkei get to jump? Infact, he was jumping so good that all she could really see was the impact of his feet propeling his weight from the floor and up the steep climb. He was shockingly fast, even with her seemingly amazing shoes giving her an edge, she was many times slower than the goliath known as Benkei, the god of fitness as she may as well call him. Her feet were splattering muddy puddles of water as she sprinted at the stairs, attempting to leap with what strength she could muster, putting her airborne a great many meters in the air, though nothing close to Benkei's own numbers. It allowed her to skip nearly a hundred steps.

2. Finally crash landing into the stairs, fumbling a bit as she tries to just run the rest of the way up since the leap didn't exactly improve her time much. It was a very tedious process, but nothing that would tire her out...he was right to assume it as a small warm up, for her at least, it's just that she associated it with the bad times with weights on her legs. "Ahaha...I wanted to keep up but you've been waiting up here a while, haven't you?" Is all she could think to say upon finally finding Benkei at the top.

3. Gisela Ficher more big number training exercises, a curse and a blessing was Benkei's enthusiasim to the cause. He intended to make strong people out of his supposed fellow students, she almost felt like Benkei could pass off as a teacher at Trinity College at this rate. She starts with pushups, dropping down to her palms and doing the pretty standard routine, this was nothing to sweat over, but every single one after the last would grow just that little more bit of a struggle, but before it became too demanding the 50 pushups would eventually be up, having given her some times to think, but not enough.

4. She moves on to the sit-ups, repeating the process much like the pushups. She thinks about it, and she wanted to specialize with her jaws, since those muscles were inhuman, her teeth as well were made out of something probably more durable than her regular ass bone structure. Biting through things many times tougher than her was ideal, but it wouldn't hurt to get other areas. About 30 situps in she finally slows down to declare her objectives. "Jaws! Arms! Legs! Body! Everything!" She sought the ultimate ideal bodybuilding experience, and well, jaws on top of that for perhaps obvious reasons. Being faster, stronger, durable, the whole shehbang. Going in and completing the rest of her situps, going over by about 4 since she lost count for a bit, forcing her to huff as she picks herself up out of the accumulated pool of muddy rainwater.

5. Gisela Ficher had done virtually the same workout, or something akin to this back in Manila. Though the weight wasn't designed for the jaws of a freak, so she kinda left bite marks in it as a result of her lack of care. Though the sacks though, were interesting, she had bought legweights from a vendor some time ago, and it would be a waste to not use them, though she had been adjusted to them, it was only partial. There was likely more to benefit from. "I have leg weights stored with my bike." She could probably exchange the heavy sacks for the new, heavier ones offered though. It would mean clammering back down the mountain, so she ignored it for now. Weight training could come -later- She'd just take the heavy sacks when the time comes, which for now she would underestimate the weight of.

6. She starts rolling out some of the weights designed for barbell usage, bringing it over to the Lycanus specialized one brought out for her and attaching up to 250IBs on each side, totaling at 500. This was a huge jump from where she was before coming to Teikoku, but she hadn't exactly -not- gotten stronger since then, her jaws could support the weight her own legs could, she was confident in this fact. She reaches down, pulling it up, struggling just a little before clamping down onto the center of the bar using her mouth, her teeth slotting in for a comfortable grip. Once it was settled, the let go with her hands, the full weight pulling down on her jaw, demanding it open due to the sheer force of gravity.

7. She did not give in, placing her arms out from her chest as she drops down low, and goes up, training her legs and torso, while also giving her jaw some much needed excercise in a manor that wasn't destructive or flesh consuming. Squatting had the kinda burn that she oddly enjoyed more than most routines. It made her feel empowered to go anywhere she wanted when finishing up. Well, 500 Ibs, even if her body could support the weight it was mostly a matter of each squat becomming more painful than the last. The rain turning into a swampy substance as it landed on her skin, something she may one day grow accustomed to tempering her body under as it seemed nearly eternal in Teikoku.

8. 37 Squats in and it was becomming a absolute chore, the weight definitly makes this a difficult task, did she bite off more than she could chew? pun intended? The raw material dragged her towards the earth, she felt the need to relax her mouths grip upon it, but only bit down harder, testing the durability of her carnivourous teeth as she dropped down and brought herself back up. Steadying closer to the desired number, 50. She knew she could survive it, but she was relying heavily on her natural bearer strength, or perhaps her lineage to keep this up. The number finally reached, she reached up and unlatched quickly as she let gravity do it's thing, dragging her and the weights down to the rocky floor. Had this been a real gym floor she might have damaged it, but thankfully not. In the middle of all her muddy rain, there was actual sweat, feeling the burn pretty substantially. "Damn..."

9. Gisela Ficher can't just help but sorta kinda feel like Benkei may be trying to come after her life with this next request. The three minute break spent sitting down so her legs could figure themselves out. He wanted her to do deadlifts while supporting the same weight in her mouth? She almost wished she picked something a little lighter, even 100 pounds less would be substantially better. She was outpacting Eiko. It was bizzare, the force of his slash implied he should by all means be physically as capable as Gisela. The only real reason it would make sense is a lack of exposure to the weightlifting world. Still, he hadn't given up, he should at least be able to finish his before her break is up.  "Eiko, you gotta finish up before I'm moving on! Cause I'm gonna like, die."

10. Gisela Ficher was now the one falling behind, as it seemed. She rests the deadlift weight on the floor. She drops the weight in her mouth, only to catch it and set it down as she breathes in and out heavily through her mouth, winded by the training at hand. "I want...to be so strong...that it blows the scales off him, that he can't help but see me and recognize me. I don't care how many people want him dead, or if he's not the strongest of gods. Maybe..hahaha...I wanna become stronger than him, actually...So that I can make him realize he shouldn't have ignored me for so long."