Post by MKULTRA on Apr 13, 2016 22:17:28 GMT -6
Ricky was a fast learner...
His Stand, which, at present, was still unnamed, had managed to catch First of the Year's blow as if though he had been doing this for a while now...but David could see that this wasn't the case. There was still a bit of hesitation in his movements, a small degree of uncertainty that was gradually receding with each passing second. Hell, give this guy enough time, and he'd probably be a powerful Stand user in his own right...of course, it'd be best to have someone to guide him along every now and then, a Stand user no less. This wasn't some rinky-dink toy he was in possession of...in fact, it was more akin to a weapon of mass destruction!
First of the Year immediately relented, smoothly floating and flourishing its way back to David's side with its grin still intact. This was an interesting, and downright fun, little 'test' that he found himself conducting...but he had learned a fair bit about Ricky's Stand in that time, enough to make some fairly decent calculations anyway.
"Your Stand..." David began, speaking through First of the Year, "...just like mine, it's really not built for long range. It's better suited to close-quarters combat, gettin' people in close and then knockin' them back to wherever they came from in the process. You've got a lot of power, and the durability to back it up too...but if you go up against someone who can hit you from a distance, 'specially if you're in an open area, then you need to either run away or come up with a new plan...'cause that usually don't end too well. Trust me."
After speaking, First of the Year rose its fists once more as it hovered forward, its eyes locked onto Ricky's Stand while David's were locked directly onto Ricky's.
"It feels good though, right? Knowin' that you've got somethin' like this in your backpocket? Knowin' that at any moment, you could unleash all of that power on someone that you jus' really don't like...but, listen to me, alright? Don't go abusin' this power. Some'd probably call it a 'gift', and I'm just about positive that others'd call it a 'curse', but whatever it is, you can't go usin' it whenever you want. You're stronger than 99% of the people on this planet...you can't just go usin' that strength freely, not unless you need to. Remember that!" he said, the Stand inching closer and closer to Ricky's.
Honestly, David couldn't help but see the irony in his own words. For someone who had liberally used his Stand in the past, he was giving surprisingly responsible, and sound, advice to this budding Stand user; though he secretly knew the answer as to why he was doing such a thing. Simply put, it was because he didn't want anyone else to run the risk of following a dark--and possibly destructive--path like he had. He didn't want this person to use their Stand like he had, to annihilate one's foes with such overwhelming power at the height of their anger...even if they had no way of fighting back against it. All it had done was get people killed so far...perhaps it was karma, punishing the homeless male for wasting a gift of God. Assuming, of course, that one believed in such things.
As much as David wanted to, sometimes he just didn't know what to believe...
"Alright Ricky, no holding back this time! I'm comin' at ya full force, so get ready!" he said, First of the Year making a sudden leap forward.
With a sudden cry of "SAIKORO!", it cocked its right hand back and, while still leaping forward, threw the full-powered punch directly at the head of Ricky's Stand. This wasn't a fake or low-powered punch either...this was the real deal, a punch thrown with the maximum amount of both speed and power that FotY could generate! Given the other Stand's durability, it likely wouldn't cause a severe amount of damage, but it'd be enough to cause some serious pain and, at the most, send the Stand flying back. Even a Stand as durable as this one might've been taking a risk had it not done something about this blow, especially considering how much faster it was moving!
His Stand, which, at present, was still unnamed, had managed to catch First of the Year's blow as if though he had been doing this for a while now...but David could see that this wasn't the case. There was still a bit of hesitation in his movements, a small degree of uncertainty that was gradually receding with each passing second. Hell, give this guy enough time, and he'd probably be a powerful Stand user in his own right...of course, it'd be best to have someone to guide him along every now and then, a Stand user no less. This wasn't some rinky-dink toy he was in possession of...in fact, it was more akin to a weapon of mass destruction!
First of the Year immediately relented, smoothly floating and flourishing its way back to David's side with its grin still intact. This was an interesting, and downright fun, little 'test' that he found himself conducting...but he had learned a fair bit about Ricky's Stand in that time, enough to make some fairly decent calculations anyway.
"Your Stand..." David began, speaking through First of the Year, "...just like mine, it's really not built for long range. It's better suited to close-quarters combat, gettin' people in close and then knockin' them back to wherever they came from in the process. You've got a lot of power, and the durability to back it up too...but if you go up against someone who can hit you from a distance, 'specially if you're in an open area, then you need to either run away or come up with a new plan...'cause that usually don't end too well. Trust me."
After speaking, First of the Year rose its fists once more as it hovered forward, its eyes locked onto Ricky's Stand while David's were locked directly onto Ricky's.
"It feels good though, right? Knowin' that you've got somethin' like this in your backpocket? Knowin' that at any moment, you could unleash all of that power on someone that you jus' really don't like...but, listen to me, alright? Don't go abusin' this power. Some'd probably call it a 'gift', and I'm just about positive that others'd call it a 'curse', but whatever it is, you can't go usin' it whenever you want. You're stronger than 99% of the people on this planet...you can't just go usin' that strength freely, not unless you need to. Remember that!" he said, the Stand inching closer and closer to Ricky's.
Honestly, David couldn't help but see the irony in his own words. For someone who had liberally used his Stand in the past, he was giving surprisingly responsible, and sound, advice to this budding Stand user; though he secretly knew the answer as to why he was doing such a thing. Simply put, it was because he didn't want anyone else to run the risk of following a dark--and possibly destructive--path like he had. He didn't want this person to use their Stand like he had, to annihilate one's foes with such overwhelming power at the height of their anger...even if they had no way of fighting back against it. All it had done was get people killed so far...perhaps it was karma, punishing the homeless male for wasting a gift of God. Assuming, of course, that one believed in such things.
As much as David wanted to, sometimes he just didn't know what to believe...
"Alright Ricky, no holding back this time! I'm comin' at ya full force, so get ready!" he said, First of the Year making a sudden leap forward.
With a sudden cry of "SAIKORO!", it cocked its right hand back and, while still leaping forward, threw the full-powered punch directly at the head of Ricky's Stand. This wasn't a fake or low-powered punch either...this was the real deal, a punch thrown with the maximum amount of both speed and power that FotY could generate! Given the other Stand's durability, it likely wouldn't cause a severe amount of damage, but it'd be enough to cause some serious pain and, at the most, send the Stand flying back. Even a Stand as durable as this one might've been taking a risk had it not done something about this blow, especially considering how much faster it was moving!