Thom - Enter 50

[15:35:28] "Hellstrom..." There wa ssome very dangerous magic out there. Naturally nay magic could hurt you, like fire and the ladder. But then there was a level of magic that no man should ever dwell in, and I was that of Hellstrom. A magic so powerful and dark that it was only mastered by its creator in their thirties. To see Thron with such a magic already? It was pretty scary. But-- this moreso an opportunity to get his list even higher to say the least. Him introducing himself.

"Hello, I am Dr Veese... Interesting magic you have there... Where did you learn it--" Him still trying to fathom a child held so much power...It was pretty fascinating actually.
(Ken Veese)
[15:38:01] The red lighting would have surrounded Thom a bit as he had been zipping and zapping across the city of Nostvale. The boy truely wasn't paying that much attention to his surroundings, focusing on better honing the magic. Thankfully he saw no one he knew, but what he did eventually encounter was a mom who noticed it. The red flickering went out and Thom would land.

"Hello Dr. Veese?" Thom would say curiously.The man looked a bit odd, not like Thom would expect from a doctor, but the boy tried not to judge from appearances. "I learned it from books and stuff. My uncle was supposed to teach me but he was never around." Thom would nod for a few seconds.

"Why ya ask?"
(Thom)
[15:40:35] "Well it isn't everyday that you come across someone who knows hellstrom magic, espically through books... I assume you have yet to dive into the true dark nature then." Naturally Dr Veese was no fighter, not by much anyways. So he assumed anyone who knew any of dark magic simply was a dark fiend in themselves and very dangerous. Him to go on about the fact of your hellstrom aura about you above, and more to add.

"Just a tad curious of why that magic... wouldn't you want something more-- non combatant like... water? Or are you a fighter..." To be 10 and a fighter? A stretch, but Dr Veese had faith he may have finally found someone worth talking to for the list.
(Ken Veese)
[15:43:08] Thom shook his head. "I don't wanna learn about its dark nature. I'm going to use it to be a hero. I'm going to destroy bad things, protect the realm and beat up bad people!" Thom would say with a bit of a smile.

"And I'm not much of a fighter now but I am going to be one day! Cause I gotta beat up all the bad people and stuff. So thats why i know lighting! And fire too!" The boy would nod his head in confirmation, before gathering together a sphere of black flames in his hands. "See?"

Thom tended not to be altogether shy about his magic. Esepecially when others took an interest in him. "But I can fight I think.. I hurt things well.. Maybe too well.."
(Thom)
[15:48:16] "Ah, a hero--- who learned hellstrom. Alright." Dr Veese had to fathom a few things, he was talking to a child anyhow. Somehow blessed or cursed with that of the magic of hellstrom, but still wanting to be a hero or a valiant warrior. Not something Dr Veese would assume came from such a magical affinity, but he didn't much care for it anyhow. His goal as of right now was making sure his list got full. Next on the list naturally was seeing if Thorm was mentally ready for such.

"You say you want to be a fighter, but do you fathom the game for what it is child? Fighting is more than a game. Have you heard of 'The Fifty'...." Dr Veese questioning the young hellstrom hero.
(Ken Veese)
[15:51:40] Thom nodded. "It's a really easy way to get strong." He would say simply before hearing the man's question, in an instant the child's eyes would widden before nodding his head in response. "Yeah I've heard of the fity. My friend is in it. He got his sash taken from him by someone and I wanna punch that guy in the face. But he ran away so I wanna get one of those sashes so I can beat up that guy!"

Thom would say with a grin. "And plus I wanna fight adults.. I'm.. Weird. I got a whole buncha power but I can't fight other kids cause they'll get hurt. So I wanna fight adults caue their stronger and I wanna know if I can beat em." The black haired kid would say in a almost happy manner.

"But no one tells me where to get the ashes for those games.
(Thom)
[15:55:56] "Interesting... well you seem to have the want to be a fighter. But your mental capacity is still so very low of the game that you will be joining. " This was no game. And the wrinkles as well as exspresisons on this man's face would tell you the very same. A game consisted of fun. But think about when you lost? Think about when you finally got beaten and that person did whatever they wanted to do with you after taking your sash.

"There is a Vampire, Town King, and a multitude of hungry prodigies like yourself hunting for sashes. Do you really think you can deal with that danger?" No wasn't a bad answer here. As -multiple- people had denied a sash because of this
(Ken Veese)
[15:59:21] "Eh? How's it low?" Thom raised a brow, thinking that the man was simply saying he was dumb or something but he shook his head. "Doesn't matter who comes at me! I'll get stonger even if those things try to beat me cause either I'll beat em or I'll come back and I'll beat em if they beat me! Eventually I'll be strong enough to take down anything that wants to fight!"

A wide smile spread over the child's face as they said such, obviously having never been exposed to fear before. "Thats why I'm training right? So I can get strong enough to fight those strong people! Like.. What if there are stronger monsters and things out there after all!"
(Thom)
[16:03:37] "Very well then, if you have survived that much of the introduction, then you may be ready for the list then.." Naturally this part scared off most people. Being the fact that you -could die- from playing this game. With all the lethal people out there and sore losers? the man was surprised that he hadn't seen more death by now, it only a matter of time naturally. Dr Veese to speak up again.

"Naturally I assume you want a sash, hmm? Well to get one you'll have to pass the test-- a physical test naturally. Up for this? Or have your senses come to you..." Naturally giving thorn time a warning as to what could be next to come. Dr Veese awaiting confirmation
(Ken Veese)
[16:06:11] Sure, Thom could die or something, but Thom wasn't scarred of death. Even if he passed on or something at least it was fun right? So when Ken said that he had passed the introduction the boy seemed mrely happy. "Awesome, what comes after the introduction?"

"And yeah I want a sash! How do I pass the test?" Thom would aske, bouncing up and down on the balls of his feet. In an instant his hand would have moved to his glaive and he grinned, red lighting swirling around him. "I'll destroy anything I need to! I will be strong and I'll defeat everything I want to!"
(Thom)
[16:12:09] "What Comes after the introduction is the intiation..." Dr Veese lately over a course of time had been getting rather... addicted to the power of mana. Not someone born a magi, he was introduced it overtime, and the man was truly have a power trip over it. At one point he just collected Vials of mana for research, which soon went into him introducing one to his body. And now? Now the man had -3- needles now being stabbed into his arm. No longer did he feel pain from this-- no-- now he felt a -high- from it. A deep inhale as he'd slwoyl rise up from being bent over as the mana began to flow through his stream.

Soon the Dr had one -giant- arm, had to be atleast 4 feet in itself, mutated with puss. All Muscular and still morphing as his skin still bubbled... He'd soon mutter out some words. "We should head-- to an Arena..."

His eyes toward the Dojo north.
(Ken Veese)
[16:14:43] Thom grinned. "Iniation? Alright!" the boy took a couple of steps forwards, looking towards the man who claimed to be a scientist, and watching a little bit as his arm got really big and mutated. It was interesting to say to say the least but at the same time it wasn't as if the black haired youth was scared.

"The dojo makes a good arena then right? I think thats where you're looking! Lets go! I can probally take down a bunch of things someone could throw at me. And even if I couldn't I wanna try! Even a failure can make me stronger if I keep on training and training and training!"

The boy would be prepared to follow Ken.
(Thom)
[16:18:08] ".........." Slowly but surely the man before you was someone you didn't think you'd be seeing. A man of such -power- , a figure of such strength to come from Dr Veese? The described being was that of what Dr Veese was turning himself into. Eventually that mana he shoved into his body would spread through his entire body to have a -hulking- figure infront of you. A snarling, brolic man that had his eyes on you the entire sequence. If you thought that this was going to end ina handshake? You were very wrong.

He didn't attack you just yet... No... no... But you could feel it. You could nearly taste the aggressive fromt he air itself of just what Dr Veese in this mode wanted to do.
(Ken Veese)
[16:20:41] "Oh, you're going all scary now!" Thom said with a grin, watching as the doctor's body would slowly change and mutate, strength seeming to flow into him. The black haired child would simply reach into their pocket and pull a little bit on a scale that was attached to his arm. In a few moments a pair of goggles would be taken out, placed over Thom's eyes as the boy grinned.

Reddish lighting flickered to and fro around his frame though he didn't feel any fear. The word he felt was exictment as the glaive that he always used would be hauled off of his back. The weapon would be spun fanicly for a few seconds before looking towards the doctor.

"Lets fight then! Is that was this initation thing is?"
(Thom)
[16:27:31] "RED!!!!"

Eventually the side of Dr Veese would fade. Him doing this intentionally as he preffered the juggernaut side of him to do it's thing. A persona about himself that wouldn't last long as the hulking monster that was the 7'7, 475 pound Dr Veese was coming right for you. Every damn step you could hear the ground quake underneath his mana influence. So much uncontrolled unstable strength that he needed to focus on. and he wouldn't be going for a dummy in this dojo. Oh no, instead he'd be headed right for you , not having any biased in these attacks to come toward you.

"RED!!!" His thought process narrow, and his goal clear pointing out your red aura, Sprinting at you
(Ken Veese)
[16:29:13] The man seemed almost berserk, almost like something out of doctor jeyll and mr. hyde. Too bad that Valmasia didn't have that story, at least not yet. But Thom wouldn't mind, taking just a moment to give his glaive one more fancy spin as his grey hues glanced towards Ken when the man called out the color red. Sure, it felt like underneath them both the ground was sahking and all but oddly Thom didn't seem to worry too much.

"Red? I'm more of a black color lover myself!" Thom snarkily said before catching the glaive and preparing to take his first swing.
(Thom)
[16:30:04] {combat} Ken Veese has been defeated by Thom in the dojo!
[16:33:29] Bam!

The first move would be a giant wave of fire, directed by the point of the glaive directly at the scientist, extremely hot flames spewing forth form the mouth of the weapon and leaving the mat covered in burns. But that would only be the first of many strikes between the two of them, flying at each other. Thom did his best to avoid the strikes of the man but honestly it was difficult. The black haired youth was able to take down the red haired man in the end however.

But he jumped back. IF there was one thing that Thom knew about magi it was the fact that they always got back up after you knocked them down once. Reaffixing his glasses the youth would focus again on the red-head, sparks of red circling and surrounding him.

"Come on, you got more fight in you then this right!?"
(Thom)
[16:36:03] "....!!" Dr Veese was 31 years of age and physically he out weighed that of the young Thom in everyway shape or form. But that wouldn't mean much here as with the intial attacks to come? Dr Veese found himself in one hell of a problem. The potency of the attacks were just so damn strong. Powerful enough to have Dr Veese questioning himself about was he fighting some kind of illusion. Eventually Dr Veese was back at his feet and just as angry, and just as bull headed.

And like the bull of a man that he was, he'd see you across the dojo platform. Hulking back up to a proportional size of a damned giant, he was headed at you all over again, just aiming to put you down.
(Ken Veese)
[16:37:45] {combat} Ken Veese has been defeated by Thom in the dojo!
[16:41:10] The man was rather large and physically intimidating but it seemed that there was some sort of reason for Thom's confidence. The kid fought like a cyclone, red mana floating to and fro about him with red eletrical cakles as the glaive would direct them, covering the ground in fire or allowing him to burn the surroundings. At some points illusion was cast over Thom but the boy would have just stopped moving, putting his hand down to generate eletrical power and running at the monster, hearing where he was.

It was monsterous of its own right. Non-magi would likely cower at the sight before being taken down but in the end Thom would just send KEn spinning off onto another portion of the mat. Perhaps now the red headed man would know not to get back but as Thom put the glaive back onto his back and pulled up his goggles slightly.

"We good? I think It was good!"
(Thom)
[16:44:35] "....!!!" Naturally Dr Veese was someone who didn't want to admit defeat. So he'd try his upmost to get back up. But the potency of your attacks was just too much, you literally simply were too much for him to handle, and it was something he was going to have to fathom. With such, the man was already reverting back to his more normal state. Black hair, slender tone, pretty much the opposite of the mana beast he was before. A defeat that he didn't want to deal with he was already reaching inside of his sac to pull out 5 needles, he'd just begin to to prod himself relentlessly -begging- for power from the mana strands he collected.

But nothing. His body had just given in. Him so feverishly trying to fight oncemore.. but his body just gave out before his mind. eventually he just sat there, blood spilling from his punctures of the needles as he admitted, face tot he mat below.

"You have won, and you have proven yourself.."
(Ken Veese)
[16:49:42] The man kept going for his sac and pulling out weird things. The grey eyes of Thoms blinked a little bit at this devolpment but he didn't seem too scared. After all, given that he had just taken down the man twice it wouldn't be too hard to supose he would be able to take him down a third time right? The goggles were placed over the youth's eyes, and the red lighting began to spark a few times again up until the man spoke.

"Oh ok!" With that the goggles would be pulled off his face and shoved back into his pocket while his red lighting would start to spark less and less eventually becoming nothing. Thom however, kept being focused on the scientist.

"So what do I do now? Do I just get a sash or are there more tests? More stuff to train again?" The boy seemed almost exstatic about all of this, but wasn't that a given based on how he took the fifty in stride to start with?
(Thom)
[16:53:58] "Now, I must craft your sash. In that from your own mana so that I can track your progress and move things accordingly. Just a procedure. I will be using a needle, clean fo course-- well uh-- lets got for 5 needles actually, being your age." Dr Veese tried to seem calm, he attempted to have a swell taste of a thought process. But he couldn't help but think a 10 year old had just defeated him. Of all of any being that could have done it, and it was a hellstrom user who was 10. Naturally that had to do something to the pride right there.

All his tools ready he'd await your confirmation. " I hope you aren't afraid of needles, child."
(Ken Veese)
[16:56:32] Thom merely grinned at this, the red hellstorm aura flickering back to life. Afraid of needles? While other children might have been such the hellstorm user just took a few steps forwards, thoughts of exictment, of battle, of destruction forming in his head as he drew closer and closer to Ken, though the boy didn't intend to attack him.

"I'm not afraid of needles. Needles should be afraid of me."

Thom would say simply more and more of his energy building up around him as he would extend one of his arms forth, stopping so that the man could put the needles into him. "Alright so lets do this."
(Thom)
[17:01:39] "Very well." Dr Veese would be extracting 5 vials of mana from you. It was beyond the norm in that he needed that much, but to feed his addiction, he was slowly picking up the number more and more. You could see that Dr veese's hands were actually shaky this time around. As if he was just-- just so jittery for some odd reason. Eventually he'd get his 5 vials after prodding you each time with a different needle. A smirk on his face at the fact a 10 year old was confident enough to fight off needles.

Sooner than later you would see your sash.. not the number yet but this was indeed your sash.

"Are you sure that you will accept this curse young one?"
(Ken Veese)
[17:07:37] Thom would nod, staring at the jittery hands of Ken. There would be five vials of mana taken from Thom, perhaps feeling a bit draining but the ten year old would continue standing, having his mana taken and sort of just relaxing the best that he could. The grey eyes closed once then opened, finishing feeling the mana extracted from his system as he stared at the sash that was being made. It seemed like soem sort of complicated procedure.

"I mean I already got my mana taken out and stuff right? No sense in going back now!" The child declared with a shrug.
(Thom)
[17:13:36] "Very true, it is already mine...." Dr Veese was already trying to get that Mana out of you as soona s possible before you thought about going back on things. And as soona s he got it, the man was already eyeing that mana he had taken from you...delicious, the man even licking his lips. And before you could question him about such a spectacle he'd have that sash ready for you.

The sash to be handed to you? That of Sash number 44. Naturally the sash would be handed over back to the boy in that him to marvel in his first footsteps of being amongst some mighty strong warriors. While Dr Veese just shook... mildly at the fact of having your mana..
(Ken Veese)
[17:17:52] Thom blinked a few times as KEn said that it was already his but the black haired child made no comment on it. Instead he simply waited, feeling the mana rush out of him with a slight humming escaping his lips before he got to see the sash that was handed to him. The grey eyes read over the number for one second before glancing up at Ken.

"Hey! This is a low number! I want another!"

The kid complained. Then again what could one expect? Kids were kids and often wanted more then they had. But it wasn't just that for Thom, the grey eyes glancing at Ken.

"My friend Damian got number four so I want something thats closer to that! Closer then fourty away at least!"
(Thom)
[17:27:15] "He was a kyros. You, are a nobody." The man was quick to point this out as the Kyros held a family name behind him, while Thom.. well he was just a boy with a gift. The man was quick to aware the young hellstrom user.

"And I do not have any more sashes to give out. For higher numbered ones, those are aforementioned before confrontation. I only have sashes below the number you have now. Unfortunately, you'll have to prove yourself amongst the list, young one." The blatent truth thrown in your face. If you didn't have a name to yourself, or some kind of advantage, you were seen as no one on the list. Only room left to prove yourself more than such.
(Ken Veese)
[17:32:22] There were things one should not say to kids. Calling them nobodies was likely one of them. The black haired ten year old would show Ken a face of pure rage, murderous intent that rarely surfaced wtihin the boy but was likely to become more common the more he ended up using the hellstorm power. If the man had a shirt, Thom likely would have grabbed it and pulled the man closer but for now the ten year old settled for getting in the man's face.

"I am not a nobody. If I'm a nobody, then what are you, someone worse then, someone less then a nobody. I'll take one of those sashes then. I did promise The one bald guy a punch in the face."

And just like that Thom would take a few steps back. The occultic aura would flare out, dark miasma in its entirety before fading to nothing. "Fine." A breath was taken calming down a little. "Give me the lowest sash you have then and I'll take that too."
(Thom)
[17:39:12] "And what if I don't want to give y--" Dr Veese was a grown man, he didn't have to do anything he wasn't damn well told. But he wasn't in control here, the one who had defeated him was in control. Attempting to dodge the grab from the child, he was too old and too slow for the young hellstrom user. Forced to drop down to the level of the child, he'd be at his knees and being forced to give up the other sash.

Rage would fill through the system of Dr Veese, but what could he do? He was all brains, and not enough brawn. Having to comply with the demands of the child he'd then pass that of Sash number 49. A smirk on his face.

"If you're mana lines aren't mature enough, it will not sustain on your being, child." Assuming he had one uped the young hellstrom user, little did Dr Veese know just how powerful Thom's mana lines truly were.
(Ken Veese)
[17:43:28] "What do they do to someone who doesn't have enough mana li- You know what? I don't care." With a smirk on his own face the bronze skinned child would take both the number 49 sash and the number 44 sash in his hands before tying them around his arms. The child waited for some sort of bad calamity to happen, to perhaps even die from the mistake.

One second passed, two seconds passed...

Sure the sashes felt draining but Thom had passed the threshold that was needed to hold onto two. The grey eyes glanced into that of Ken's a wide grin on his face once more as he gave a little streach.

"If my mana lines aren't mature enough then I can't sustain it right? I guess that means my lines are mature enough aren't they mister?!" A slight sadistic glee.
(Thom)
[17:47:44] "By the Blazes.... " It was very interesting to see-- moreso a flabbergasting moment if anything. These sashes were really meant to be worn only by 1 person , one at a time. No one should be able to hold two at once. and if they did, they would have to rival that of a Magi that was maybe alive for 30 years. But someone 20 years younger...Thom was able to sustain both. The sight was nearly incredible. this rivaled the power of the prodigy of the Fifty herself.

Dr Veese didn't say much though, him so helpless and enraged by the fact a 10 year old was taking charge of his game. Him turning away in spite and a touch of fear. That someone so young was this powerful.
(Ken Veese)
[17:52:51] Thom streached, getting used to the feeling of both sashes around his arms and turning around a bit in a circle much like a girl trying on a new dress. The grey eyes glanced at the sashes from a bunch of angles, before settling on leaving them on his upper arms matching on each sleeve. At that point he looked up towards Ken, once more grinning.

"Maybe I'll try wearing three of these things." The child slightly joked before shaking his head. In reality he felt the tugging at his mana from the sashes and knew that even this now was dangerous. "Kidding, don't know how I would get that to work. Oh well." Thom shrugged slightly before looking towards Ken, for now the anger and rage seeming to be gone.

"So they're both mine right? I can wear both so I get to keep both right? Anyone else have two sashes?"
(Thom)
[17:57:58] "I do not know of what trickery you use to sustain two at a time, without being triple the age you are now...." Getting his spite out of the way. " but indeed, both of the sashes belong to you. And you are able to give away one of them. Give one to someone who has a sash, then they are forced to give up their number, and the sash will disappear unless you take it." Dr Veese had to factor in, there would be times he didn't have control. This being one of those momments and the young ward now had 2 sashes at his disposal. Having the ability to take someone elses sash and replace it, or let it be destroyed.

A lot of power in his hands, his small adorable hands.
(Ken Veese)
[18:01:23] Thom would just shrug. "No trickery. I just always have had a lot of magic power ever since my friend shocked me with lighting." That was it in all honesty. The single little bolt Ryaku had shocked his head with at age four had caused the emergence of quite a powerful youth it seemed. A slight grin crossed his features, looking at his hands one moment before looking back up.

"So if I beat someone and I give them one of these then take theirs right? So.. What I mean is I can make someone else the lower on the game right?" A grin of exictment as the little tyke began to bounce up and down on his feet. "Then I just take their sash and I'm good..

What happens if I give two sashes to someone who can't handle it though? Do they blow up?"
(Thom)
[18:03:56] "Indeed you can make someone lower." Tis was the game. He'd scoff at the idea of blowing someone up. "No, young one, they do not blow up. Instead the sashes would disappate as they cannot be sustained by someones mana control. It would take a army of men to hold 2... and here I am looking at you." Naturally Dr Veese still sketchy at the fact the boy was holding two, but he wasn't challenging it too much for the time being. He had to bend tot he will tot he man with the strength...

As thats how Valmasia worked. The one with the sword, won.
(Ken Veese)
[18:07:21] There was a slight frown when Ken confirmed that the people he gave two sashes to would not spontaneously combust. Geez this kid was scary some times. He shook his head slightly and would let out a bit of an understanding sigh however before looking at the doctor again.

"So they would just fade away. So don't give someone two sashes. Got it." Thom nodded to himself, considering various things before grinning. "So I can bring people into the game by giving them one and I can take them out of it by taking one. Thats fun at least. And an army?.. Thats weird mister." The black haired boy would admit before shrruging.

"Kay. Well I'm going to give these a test run! Thanks mister Ken!" And with that Thom began to walk away towards the entrance of the dojo.
(Thom)