The home of the once renown scientist, Dr. Parcel of Banderole Labs Co. As far as anyone is concerned, it has been run-down for decades. However, legend says that there's a spirit lurking around this mangled mess of a home. People claim to see lights inside the home flicker on and off, as well as shadows of what appears to be a woman, walking through the home. Kids have ventured into the home, only to return crying and screaming at the sight of some, 'white apparition.' These claims have resulted in the home being closed off from the public; however, someone keeps on tearing the caution tape down- no doubt some damn kids. Eventually the damn thing is going to get bulldozed and turned into a convenience store or something. For now, it's just there...
Posted: Thu Apr 05, 2018 1:07 pm
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xxxxxxA girl can only play 'Donkey-Kun Countryside' for so long until her lower back begins to throb from slouching for too long; if only she had one of those cool back-pillows, the ones with the soft fabric and memory foam. Sadly, her funding does not permit her to get one of those cool pillows; heck, she wouldn't even be able to have a fully-functioning television had it not been for her make-shift generator and homemade signal receptors created from a few spare parts scattered in Parcel's personal lab. Thank goodness Parcel didn't go to his personal lab as often; no doubt it would have been trashed, just like the one back at Banderole. Oh well, the past is just the past; Aspect didn't wish to venture further into her early days as a cyborg, it would only frustrate her. She didn't want to get all cranky before her ramen finished heating up on the stove-top; it would ruin a perfectly good meal.
Gingerly placing her Wii-Y next to her small box-television, Aspect would begin to ponder over different modes of recreation. She wasn't in the mood to watch another anime, not while she's waiting for the next season of "Gundam: Seed Brigade." She could go on Henbooru.com and look up some steamy yuri smut, but her hand was cramping too much from the last time she ventured through the site. "Ahhh, how long does ramen take to boil?" Little did she know, she forgot to turn the stove top on. The cyborg buried her head into her make-shift bed made out of body pillows, and kicked her feet up in childish frustration. She could train, that was always an option. However, she was so comfortable between her anime waifu's pillowy touch, she wasn't certain if she could escape such fluff. "Mmmmm-MAH!" With much reluctance, the woman crawled out from the grasps of her beautiful waifus, finally scrambling to her feet.
"Okay, so... Let me just pop in this 'Kung-Fu Grizzly' DVD and get to work." After looking endlessly for her Blu-ray disc in her large pile of DVDs, Aspect finally found it, and popped it in her DVD player she found on the sidewalk near her home. "Okay, lemme just..." A few minutes of fast-forwarding to the Grizzly bear's training montage, Aspect was finally ready to break a sweat while her ramen still still cooking; though in her case... It was just soaking in luke-warm water.
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xxxxxxStarting BP:160
If you thought Aspect was going to go outside to train, then you must not know her. The only time she would willing go outside would be to fetch groceries. A few times she has considered buying them online and having them dropped off at a nearby house for her to pick up, but she didn't want to risk getting caught. Besides, there was something comforting about having her posters and Duper Sonico figurines silently cheer her on as she worked to become physically stronger. "Everybody was... Kung Fu fighting!!!" While her attempts to train may have looked rather pathetic and childish, it didn't matter much to her since she was in the comfort of her room, away from judging eyes and hot breaths of other people talking.
A few minutes would pass of Aspect kicking at her punching bag, which had the face of an anime character who-shall-not-be-named; it gave her the drive to punch harder with each strike. Had it not been for the distinct and frightening 'crackle,' Aspect would have knocked the punching bag right out of it's flimsy chain, and sent it flying to her television. It wasn't cheap! Goodness, nothing was cheap on this damn planet. A few kicks later, and Aspect was beginning to see the fruit of her labor, a little too much. Her punching bag was beginning to look worn and torn, soon enough she will have to go to the nearest dojo and take a discarded punching bag from their trash bin.
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Posted: Thu Apr 05, 2018 2:01 pm
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xxxxxxStarting BP:160
Aspect wasn't breaking a sweat, but she could feel it in her tensed muscles that her training was more strenuous than she had anticipated, not that she was complaining or anything. In fact, she was happy that she could feel her strength developing without being physically worn down from it. It was enough to inspire her to jab at her bag hard enough to make some stuffing puff out from its loose seams. Her fingers would begin to dig into the softened leather fabric of her bag, the hissing sound of trapped air slipping out from the smaller rips were being drowned out by the echoing thuds of flesh hitting bound leather. A few kicks here and there, a few finger jabs when she was feeling especially riled-up. She felt her strength slowly creep up, she just had to finish it off with style before she would eat her ramen.
She continued to punch the bag, wrinkling the picture of the mustache-drawn character with each jab. If she didn't know any better, Aspect would have assumed that her strength had already grown to its limit for now. However, she wanted to test out such a theory; she is a woman of science, after all. "Nyahhhh~!" Aspect ended her training with a final, and bag-busting punch. As a result, the bag would burst open and fall to the ground, snapping from its rusted chain link. "Dun dun duuun~!" The woman would respectfully bow to the bag as if it were her martial art's opponent, maybe she was delving too deep into the movie playing in the background...
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xxxxxx"Ramen time!!!" The woman's eyes would sparkle from underneath her spectacles as she high-tailed it to her kitchen, the second cleanest thing in her home along with the bathroom. Unfortunately, the same could not be said for the rest of her home, which was in a pitiful state with pertaining to cleanliness. The reason behind that is simple; the never had a use to clean the living room because her bedroom was a more suitable place for leisure and relaxation. The hallways were vacuumed, but the manga sketches scattered on the flooring wasn't anything of pure concern; she could just kick it to the side if they were an actual hazard.
Aspect slid on a few of these sketches as she arrived to her kitchen; oddly enough, she couldn't smell the familiar aroma of beef-flavored ramen. "Wha.." It then dawned on the cyborg that she had forgotten to turn on the stove top this whole time; looks like she got too excited to get back to her video game, that she neglected to turn on the stove before leaving. "Aww man, now the noodles are going to get all soggy, maybe I can just grab a few eggs from the fridge to thicken the soup." With that, Aspect jogged to her fridge, looking past the condiment-ridden utility before spotting the tiny container of eggs. "There we go!"
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Posted: Thu Apr 05, 2018 2:17 pm
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xxxxxxLooks like her plan worked! A couple of egg yolks in the soup made a huge difference in its consistency; all she had to do now was to let it simmer. "Hopefully it will cook faster now that the flame is on," she joked to herself. For now, she just had to pass the time until her meal was finished cooking; she knew exactly how to do that. The woman ran to her bedroom to fetch her hand-me-down Gamegirl that she got from a dollar garage sale; the things you can find at those things is glorious! "Let's see how my town in 'Puppy Crossing' is doing..."
As the girl played her game, she could hear the pleasant sound of noodles boiling in the deliciously brown beef broth. Granted, ramen isn't her favorite dish in the world, but the addition of the egg yolks would add an 'exotic' flavor to her meal. If Aspect had the money to buy more eggs, she would have always made her ramen with them. Unfortunately, she was perpetually living off of MeTube video game play-through videos. She wasn't making as much money as she would like, but it kept her fed and clothed for a few more days.
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xxxxxxAspect had to wait a few minutes to let the noodles cool; the very first time she had ramen, she nearly burned her tongue off. If she remembered correctly, it took her a few weeks for her to get rid of the tingling and numbness of singed taste buds. At least the noodles tasted good, just like these noodles were once they were cooled down. It didn't take too long for Aspect to begin slurping down on her noodles while she watched some MeTube video game play-through videos in her bedroom. A few times, she would nearly choke on her noodles from laughing mid-slurp.
After finishing her brother, Aspect would walk back to the kitchen so she could toss her bowl in the trash. Thankfully, Aspect was lazy enough to invest in cheap paper bowls and disposable chopsticks; she aimed to avoid doing chores if she could help it. "Ahh, that was delicious~" she said with a content sigh and a deep stretch. "I guess it's back to training for me," she mumbled with her hands behind her head. She slowly trotted to her bedroom, where she was once again greeted by her beloved anime merch that she gathered over the years. "Okay, back at it, I guess!"
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Posted: Thu Apr 05, 2018 4:05 pm
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xxxxxxStarting BP:190
Aspect didn't have too many things to work with; hence, she had to rely on tings around her house to help her train. Luckily, as she looked around her house for something to hit, she came across a thick piece of plywood in her basement. After setting it up in her kitchen, she would begin to kick and punch at it. Her goal was to either create a sizable crack in the wood, or completely break it in half. She knew it would take too long to do that; but it sure was a tedious task. She continued to strike at the wood for a bit longer until she paused momentarily.
She couldn't work in such dreary conditions, it was already bad enough that her kitchen was grey and dark. To lighten up the room without having to physically light it up, Aspect decided to play her anime OST playlist on MeTube. It was psyching her up to try her hardest, something that all workout songs should aim to do. As the music began to blast from her homemade laptop, Aspect would get back to striking the plywood with all of her might. A few hits in, and the wood was beginning to show some signs of overwhelming trauma. She managed to create a small hole where she had been continuously jabbing her fists into; a little more, and there's no doubt this wood will snap in half.
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xxxxxxAspect would hum absent-mindlessly as she continued to batter at the plywood with her hands. No doubt she will need a hand-moisturizer after this, she could feel her fingers grow sore from so much impact. She could have easily snapped the wood in half by now if she had her limb enhancers with her. However, it wouldn't be much of a suitable training session if it were too easy to do. She held onto the belief that she was at her strongest with her limb enhancers; maybe that was why she felt a surge of confidence whenever she wrote them. Granted, she wasn't as confident as the normal person, but it was enough to make a difference in her personality.
As she felt the piece of wood begin to bend ever-so-slightly from underneath her clenched hands, Aspect could tell them it was about ready to deliver the final blow. She decided to end her final strike with a kick; however she had to keep in mind that she was barefoot. The last thing Aspect wanted to do was to break her toe because she was getting too cocky. So using her heel, Aspect would land a perfect kick right above the developing crack in the middle of the plank. This resulted in the plywood splitting in half, both pieces of the once whole plank of oak, spruce- whatever it was- falling to the ground.
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Posted: Thu Apr 05, 2018 4:19 pm
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xxxxxxAspect was beginning to enjoy this whole training thing; she was curious as to why she never kept up with it before. It didn't matter now, Aspect could feel the power surging through her body, and she wanted more of it. She decided to take this time to relax before going back to train; besides, it wasn't like she had anything else to do. As far as she was concerned, today was an especially quiet day. She had finished catching up to her Gundam anime, her fingers were too sore for her to enjoy some yuri smut, and she was all gamed out. However...
One could never be too tired for indie games. After moisturizing her hands with some possibly-expired lotion she found in the bottom of her dresser, Aspect decided to go through her PSG Network account to find some free indie games on the market. Many would argue that Aspect's ways of relaxing were unproductive and childish. However, she enjoyed doing things like playing video games until she triggered her chronic carpel tunnel. She liked to go through Henbooru and look at the busty women do things she wished she could do. Most of all, she liked catching up on some of her favorite anime, all while looking for new ones to blog about on her Fumblr page. "Wait, oh crap, I forgot to go on my Fumblr today."
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xxxxxxAspect placed her game controller next to her Wii-Y pad, and walked back to the kitchen to get back her laptop. It was then she forgot to wash her noodle pot, which still had some ramen left over in it. "Meh, I suppose I should be more economical and save it for later." She did just that, throwing in her ramen pot into her mildly-cold refrigerator; it was a surprise nothing had rotted in that damn fridge yet. Actually, it was a surprise that the entire house managed to stay up after all of these years. The house needed to be desperately repaired, she didn't want to attract any further attention to this supposedly 'haunted house.'
Maybe she should write a post about that on her Fumblr account; would that even attract enough likes? She decided to try her luck today and write some fake story-time post about her experiences in a haunted house. She wrote in great detail how she stayed in said home for one night with her "friends" before she had a "total panic attack" and left. A few minutes of looking through her Fumblr feed had passed before her notification bell grew a bright red. Upon clicking on it, she was shocked and happy to find that ten people had liked her post, one person even decided to reblog her post into their blog. She made sure to follow their pages as a sign of gratitude; one of them was even dedicated to mecha anime!
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Posted: Thu Apr 05, 2018 4:42 pm
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xxxxxxAs the cyborg looked through her Fumblr account, she began to think about what else she wanted to work on. She wasn't in the mood to work on her punches, not without her limb enhancers. In fact, maybe she could use this training session; it actually wouldn't hurt to get well-acquainted with them again. Sure, they provide a huge boost to Aspect's physical offense due to their size; however, she couldn't remember the last time she put them on. She didn't really have any occasion where she needed to sport them. Actually, the last time she wore them, she was trying to squish the biggest rat she had ever seen.
Luckily, she only managed to catch it before, literally, throwing it outside. Wait, why was she thinking about this now? Sometimes, her mind could lead her into the strangest corners of her mind. Maybe it was the content that was on her Fumblr account; after all, she never really cared about the sort of blogs she followed. She was certain there were a few questionable pages in her 'followed/follower' list. "Oh well," the woman thought as she closed her laptop. She would slide onto the floor and placed herself on all fours, deciding to some strength training: The basics.
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xxxxxxStaring BP: 220
One would never expects a girl of her caliber to engage in such intense strength exercises. Such unbelievers never took into consideration Aspect's makeup; she was half human, half machine. However, she never really made the effort to come off as intimidating. Actually, the only time she ever displayed some hostility was when she was playing a first-person-shooter or something like that. She was a monster when it came to those sort of things, it's a shame she could never find someone to play 'local-mode' with her. Unfortunately, she was too shy to find someone to play video games with; she was always trapped in her little world, away from judging eyes and loose tongues.
"Meh, forget about it," she thought to herself as she began to push her body off from the floor, and bring it down into a complete push-up. Thank goodness she was a cyborg, there was no doubt in her mind that she would have passed out by now. How do humans do it? It's so hard to believe that there are humans out there that can do just as many push-ups as an android without breaking a swear. Surely, it was the work of steroids and protein-shakes. Still, it was no-less impressive that humans would go so far to be stronger than those who are not placed in the same category as them.
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Posted: Thu Apr 05, 2018 4:57 pm
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xxxxxxAspect would continue to perform said push-ups until she was growing bored of them. It was quite dull having to do the same thing for a good five minutes straight. After completing her one hundred and fifth push up, Aspect changed positions. She would lay down on the floor, and bend her legs at a forty five degree angle. With both hands to the back of her head, Aspect would push her upper half off the ground, and hold her position for a few seconds. Finally, she would gently lower herself, and continue to do so for a bit longer.
The anime OSTs would continue to play in the background, drowning out the sound of her grunts. By the fiftieth sit-up, Aspect felt a pressure arise in her abdomen; that was the good kind of tension. Aspect was always taught that without pain, there was no gain. However, when she was told this, Dr. Parcel would be painfully inserting some new mechanism into her body. He never believed that cyborgs required pain-relievers to minimize physical duress. Maybe that is why Aspect is so afraid of physical pain, moreso than emotional pain. Oh well, at least she had concluded this part of her training...
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xxxxxxAspect was getting bored; she wasn't sure how professional martial artists could train for hours on end without taking some time to themselves. Sure, she got to go through the internet and play some video games for a bit, but a girl can only focus on fighting for so long before finding it tedious. Maybe one would say the same thing about competitive gaming; like the high many would get from martial arts training, competitive video gamers would receive the same pick-me-up. Really, Aspect didn't exactly have a right to judge, she was no different in a sense. However, it didn't mean that she had to completely agree with using up so much muscle and cardio power to be the best at punching people. The reason she did it was to prevent her thighs from growing larger; she knew fully-well that she was beginning to gain even more weight.
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