In a small house near the southern wilderness outside the city of Maryan, there lived a young boy. This boy was named Ryukyu Taizan. Taizan woke up and took the time to survey his surroundings. Every part of his house had been built entirely by himself. Building his house had taught him the value of hard work. Taizan got up, brushed his teeth, showered, and put on his regular uniform. His uniform was a white tank top with black pants and black shoes. It was not that glamorous, but it suited its purpose. He began to lift weights, a total of 70 lbs. After lifting for an hour, he ran into his back yard and began to practice martial arts techniques on the training wall. Taizan was an entirely self-taught martial artist, but he was pretty good. He practiced for another hour before checking his manual watch. He couldn't afford a digital Capsule Corp. watch, but then again, he didn't need one. He jogged to the Z-Academy. He was supposed to register today.

Taizan entered the illustrious academy with a feeling of awe. This institution was dedicated entirely to legendary warriors. Taizan hoped to be a legendary fighter himself. He walked up to a desk with a clipboard laid before him. The person at the desk indicated for him to sign his name and take a seat. He did so. There were hundreds of other students and he took a seat away from them. Taizan did not trust others. He had been bullied as a youngster, and he had a distrusting nature. Apparently, they were to hear the teachers speak.

Juro was meditating within his spaceship. It was the latest design from Capsule Corp, given to the Namekians so Juro could travel between Earth and Namek 3 with utmost speed. His ship had just entered the atmosphere and was only moments from landing, "Looks like I've arrived." he said standing on his feet. By now, the ship had touched ground on a designated landing square built by Capsule Corp. The hatch opened and Juro stepped out. A Capsule Corp employee greeted him and then put the ship in a capsule which he handed to Juro, "Just return here when you're ready to depart." he said, then showed Juro out, "Which way to the Academy?" asked Juro, to which the employee responded by pointing, "Thank you." he said then began to fly in that direction. Flying and concussive ki blasts were about Juro could at this point in his training, aside from creating objects and his Two-Finger Beam. Hopefully, Z-Academy would change that.

Kilro walked into the academy confidently, his outfit impeccable and pristine. Looking around he made a quick analytical judgment of the student, noting those who talked, sat alone, sat together, talked, yelled, laughed , bullied. The class was a nice size, but was irrelevant; he would graduate even if there was only 1 or 100. His purple coat swishing behind him, he took a seat. As he was sitting he felt another Namekian presence, his antennae twitching in response. Sitting cross-legged he made sure he was aware of everyone in the room. Though he wasn’t the strongest Namekian in the use of Ki, he was the most intelligent for his age; he was the one that most consider to have potential, there was only one other that might take his place if he failed somehow…Relaxing he meditated on how he would handle all obstacles he might face.

Taizan leaned forward in his chair. He curled his fingers together and leaned his forehead against it before closing his eyes. He was usually alone, so he didn't mind being unnoticed. He thought that he wouldn't have much to worry about. He was a good martial artist and he learned quickly. He wasn't really out to dominate, just to gain skill. He cracked his neck and sat still as a statue.

Juro didn't have to fly long before Z-Academy came into view. He slowed his flight and landed in front of the door. He entered and scanned the lobby, assessing the other students. One of them caught him by surprise, "Kilro?" he asked. He knew Kilro on Namek, and that he was to take over leadership of the Namekians, while Juro had been selected for Guardianship of Earth, "So you'll be training here as well?" he asked. Personally, he had nothing against Kilro, and in fact thought of him as a friend of sorts.

Taizan looked up as a man in a red and white outfit got onto the stage area. "Hello, I am Grandmaster Hinoki, the Principle and main authority of the Z-Academy. The facility recently opened, and you will be the first class. So, on behalf of the entire staff of the Z-Academy, I welcome you. Now, I will allow the entire staff to introduce themselves."

Taizan saw a rather large man take the stage. "I am Master Hanayama, the Master of the Turtle School. Famous Z-Fighters who used this style were Goku, Krillin, and Master Roshi. I will do my best to instruct you in this fine art." He sat down.

A thin yet muscular man took the stage next. Without a hint of kindness, he began to speak in a crisp tone. 'I am Master Kaio, the Master of the Crane School. Students who take my class must have grace and agility. So, if you are a clumsy oaf, avoid my class. You will be thrown out. Famous Z-Fighters who used Crane were Tien Shinhan and Chiaotzu." He sat down.

A smaller man who had a slight resemblance to Master Hanayama stood next. "I am Master Hanma, the Wolf school Master. I will teach you to fight as cunningly and viciously as a wolf. Famous Z-Fighters who used Wolf Style are Yamcha." He sat down.

The next to stand was a tall man with a serious demeanor. "I am Master Jenthos, the Namekian School Master. Many say I am unqualified to teach this class since I am human. I have studied their culture and techniques for five decades. I think I'm qualified to teach the class. Famous Z-Fighters who used Namekian Style was Piccolo." He sat down.

The last teacher to satnd was a short guy with heavy muscle. "Listen up, becauseI'll only say this once! I am Master Uruburai, the Master of Saiyan style. I am half-saiyan, and show no mercy in battle. Join my class and I will make you powerful. However, you will not be coddled. Break an arm, too bad. Break a leg, sucks for you. I show no tolerance for weakness. I have warned you. Famous fighters who used Saiyan style were Vegeta and Trunks." He sat down as Master Hinoki stood.

"This is an ingenius staff, and you should feel honored that they are taking the time to teach you. Please sign-up for your chosen class. You must have at least two."

Kilro felt the Namekian presence first, and then heard the door open; by that time he knew who it was, the presence being very familiar. Standing he gave Juro a look of puzzlement as if he didn’t know him, then losing the ruse; he began laughing quietly. “Yes, I will be training here. This is the only school up to par with what we need, it make since that we would be here together.” Juro was slightly younger than him, but not by much….maybe only a few days. Kilro knew that they had come from the same batch of eggs, but wasn’t sure of the exact time difference. The two weren’t the best of friends, but had similar interest, and had no vendettas against the other. On top of that they both had important duties to fulfill. “Well at least we both know one person here, where are you going to be staying?”

Juro smiled as Kilro greeted him, "I guess it does make sense." he said. When Kilro asked where he would be staying, he sort of sighed with dread, "I'm afraid the elders want me to return to Namek periodically to train for my duty as Earth's Guardian. I honestly don't think I need further training in that area... but you know... we can't disobey the elders." he said looking down. He knew it was going to be hard, constantly traveling back and forth... but he couldn't go against the elders, could he? Now the teachers made their introductions. He thought it was a bit strange that a human be the one to teach Namekian Martial Arts, but Juro wasn't about to question any of the Masters.

Taizan thought about which classes he would take. He was going to take four, the maximum amount allowed a year. After all, from Taizan's point of view, if he wasn't being pushed physically or mentally, he wasn't growing. Saiyan class seemed too advanced for him,and he didn't really want a hard-as-nails teacher yet. He settled on the Wolf, Namekian, Crane, and Turtle styles, and signed up for each. He then left the Academy and went home, since it was only registration day.

Listening intently he nodded in approval of their professionalism. Kilro was here to learn, so he wasn’t intimidated by the two masters who had a colder disposition. Signing up for Namekian, Saiyan, Wolf, Turtle, Kilro stepped back. Walking over to where Juro was still sighing up; “What classes” he asked quietly. It really didn’t matter to him, he wasn’t going to change.

Juro sighed as he chose only one class to train in. He finished signing and heard Kilro ask what classes he signed up for, "Namekian." he responded. No doubt, most of the students maxed out their classes, but Juro only chose one. Juro believed that it wasn't enough to simply use every style known to man, but instead you must be a complete master of what you do have. That, Juro believed, was true skill. True, Juro would probably start a second class in a couple years, but right now, one was all he needed.

OOC: OK, I would like posting to stop here. ViVi and Gold Dragon still have to choose their classes. Once they do, posting may resume, but there will be no going to class until Taizan returns to the academy. ViVi and Gold Draon, if you see this, you may post igning up for class and any pre-first day ritual.

Taizan immediately began training. He worked his fighting skill on the wall and body with the weights. He decided to train his speed and endurance by doing laps around the forest.

Kazuku was standing in front of the academy. It had been a long walk to get here. He encountered forests, deserts, everything, just to get here. He was soon going to bring honor to his village. He walked into the academy, and looked around. A man said he had to sign up. He didn't know much on writing. His handwriting was that of a three year old's. But they accepted it either way.

When he had his classes, the first thing he did was go into the lunch area. He hadn't eaten since he left for the academy, which was 3 days ago. He needed energy if he was to train correctly.

Still the day before the first day of school

Taizan bent down and gasped for air. Seventy laps. Part of him wanted to collapse but he would not do it. He let out a long, sustained breath, then ran ten more. Without resting, he went to the wall and jumped, pumping it with aerial combos, though his air time was limited. He went inside and began to lift his weights, pushing himself hard. Usually, Taizan didn't stop training until he passed out. It was an abusive training regiment, but it was very effective. He dropped the weight and ran into the forest. He removed his shoes and began kicking a tree. He was training to be able to fall a tree with a single kick. He kept kicking at it, aiming his kicks low, mid-level, and high. He switched out legs and continued to kick.

After awhile, he finally felled the tree, buthis legs were bruised and slightly bleeding. He ran home grabbed some weights, then ran 70 more laps. At the end, he was incredibly tired, and staggered home. He waited for his legs to stp bleeding, then cleaned them. He put up the weights and crawled into bed, since he had trained until night. He looked forward to hisfirst day at the Academy.

Kilro grew impatient with Juro, pushing him out of the way he lef the academy. He would return later the next day when classes began, as for now....he deside he should ge shopping. He had already trainned as much as he thought nessesary today. Setting out at a short jog, he went to the main city center to look around. Many people gasped at his current attire, so he though he could go with something more sublte, but first he had to learn what was cool to wear here.

Turana blushed,her shiny orange hair pushed back in a ponytail.As far as she knew,her father was sending her to a boy school,and he'd persuaded them to let her in.When she figured out she had to sign up for a couple classes,her mind was clouded with the possibilities.Soon,she settled on three.Saiyan,Crane and Wolf.At least she'd been able to wear a black skirt,not be stuck in pants all day.She went outside,lurking in the shadows.It was not easy being the only girl.

OOC: Alishna, I appreciate the fact that you wish to join my RP. However, I need a profile in the OOC, which is also in Fiction Based Roleplay. You can keep up that post, but please find and post a profile in the OOC. Otherwise, you cannot continue.

Taizan woke up and did his morning practice. He lifted weights, ran laps, and changed into his regular uniform. After fine tuning his skills a bit more, he began to make his way to the Z-Academy.

OOC;I cannot seemto find that topic...

Taizan arrived at the Z-Academy and checked his schedule. His first class of the day was Wolf. He went to the dojo and checked inside. There was no one there, not even the teacher. He sat lotus style on the floor and began to wait for his class to begin.

Turana came to school,her small and harmless looking hands trembling.She had Wolf class first.She went to the dojo to find a boy sitting down.She crept past him,hoping he wouldn't notice her.