Post by The Madman Of Zaun on Sept 28, 2013 8:28:40 GMT -5
June 17, CLE
The speaker system set up in one of the few gymnasiums Zaun had was roaring with high-energy music, blasting loud and strong from a wall mounted speaker system. Men and women were inside, busily training their bodies to become stronger through focus, repetition, and commitment. Yet as much as it was a work out for the individual (whether they were lifting weights, doing push-up's, stretching, ect.), it also held a social aspect to it, with many individuals collectively working out, together.
It was not that uncommon to see a champion in the toxic jungle of Zaun, but getting the chance to see not only one, but two champions training to improve their already impressive physical states? Now that would be a treat.
Walking in through the front doors, complete with blue skin, sneakers, sweatbands, gym shorts and a tank top stretched across a self-modified network of musculature walked in Dr. Mundo. The receptionist working at the gym's desk accounted for his presence, easily recognizing his towering visage. Heads turned and simple machines temporarily stopped turning as The Madman of Zaun walked through the lane of open space, making his way to a special room set up for his strenuous workout needs; it was only separated by a sheet of reinforced sliding glass, with a large handle for the Doctor to grasp as he opened and closed it.
Inside were a series of rather large, imposing work machines, all to-scale with the Doctor's physiology. Placed snugly next to one of the private room's walls was a machine with a screen, and a large lever that found itself pulled. As the screen turned on, the sweatbands on Dr. Mundo's body (head and wrists) beeped and blinked in unison. Physiological information about his body was being updated into the system's memory banks, and a timer was started, keeping track of not only how long the Doctor worked out for, but on which machines, even differentiating the times between machines where he took breaks or stretched. He used it to keep track of his progress.
Dr. Mundo began with some stretching of his chemically enhanced and modified body, loosening it up to the prospect of being rigorously used. Soon though he hit the iron, lifting modified weight lifts so he could actually feel the burn in his muscles.
Post by The Secret Weapon on Dec 6, 2013 18:19:18 GMT -5
Zac casually strolled into the gym surprisingly wearing clothes instead of his natural goo, sporting blue shorts and a plain gray t-shirt as well as a red headband. Scanning the gym and finding the available equipment respectable, though lacking for someone such as him he made his way over to the receptionist's desk to see if they had anymore... fitting machines for the gelatinous creation to use.
"Scuse me miss, you wouldn't happen to have a more advanced set of equipment lying around would ya? What's around here is a bit lacking for me." He said politely, after all he had a reputation in Zaun to keep up as a hero and he couldn't have it tarnished by coming off as rude.
The receptionist was a bit nervous on the inside as Zac approached her but maintained a professional look and tried to satisfy his question as best as she could. "Well sir we do actually." She said as she pointed to a room on the other side of the gym "If you go go through there you'll find our more cutting edge and advanced workout equipment, as a matter of fact the champion Dr. Mundo just made his way there."
Zac was suddenly intrigued, Dr. Mundo? He'd heard rumors of the guy and his rather questionable work but had never actually met him in person. Showing a nod as thanks Zac proceeded to walk over to the room, taking the glances the other people currently working out were giving him. Eventually he took hold of the handle and stepped inside and briefly closing it. As Zac entered the room he was amazed at just how big a step up this stuff was from what was in the previous room, so much so he couldn't help but let out a drawn out "Whoa" before noticing Dr.Mundo at working lifting weights and decided to see if he was interested in working out together, being two buff dudes and all he didn't see a problem.
"You're Dr.Mundo right? I'm Zac! Maybe you've heard of me, but I've heard of you. Anyway, need a workout buddy for the day?" Zac cheerfully said to the hulk of muscle.
Post by The Madman Of Zaun on Dec 6, 2013 18:58:59 GMT -5
By the time Zac finally made his way to the Gym (not that the Doctor was waiting for him or anything, no, that would be just plain silly), the Doctor was still in the early parts of his routine. Currently, the Doctor had his back turned to the gelatinous pile of green jello, utilizing a specially modified pair of weight lifts, one in each of the Doctor's hands. Not only were they far larger than any pair of weights Zac might have seen, they were also being constantly pulled down by industrial strength bands attached to them. This forced the Doctor to not only have to work to pull them up, but he also needed to make sure they stayed in his hands at the same time. Such were the needs of the Doctor's abnormal physiology, as his body was an amalgamation of muscles upon muscles.
As Zac began to speak, Mundo held both of the weights up for a moment, backed up, and let both of them go. They both quickly retracted to the floor, and clanged loudly as they slammed into it. As the Doctor turned to Zac, his glowing eyes seemed to be lit more intensely, matching the strength of adrenaline the Doctor could feel pulsing through his musculature. He was actually pleasantly surprised by Zac's presence, to be entirely honest. He was a marvel of science, to put it bluntly, and there were a lot of things the Doctor was curious about the elastic green champion. ' "Graaah Mundo know Zac! Mundo thought Zac not have muscles." He said this as he causally poked one of his thick purple fingers into Zac's chest, letting it press in and leave an indent before he retracted it.
"Mundo not mind Zac work out with Mundo. Mundo curious how jelly body keep strong."
The Doctor crawled under a bench press, the reinforced pole laden with outrageously huge weights and, like the weight lifts, pulled down by similar bands so they would actually give the Doctor a workout.
"Spot Mundo."
((If you don't know what spotting someone is, it's when someone stands behind somebody as they do bench presses, so the person doing the bench presses doesn't have their muscles give out on him and suddenly have a heavy pole on their chest they can't push off; the other person can catch it and help put it back in place. It's a safety thing.))
Post by The Secret Weapon on Dec 31, 2013 10:48:34 GMT -5
Zac was decently delighted to have a work out partner for the moment, though he giggled a bit as Mundo poked him and left the indent for a moment. He thought about letting Mundo in on how he worked or at least on how his parents told him he worked, but that seemed a bit unnecessary at the moment.
He made his way over behind Mundo and got in a spotting position to make sure the weights didn't crush him, though he was sure the good doctor could handle himself even if these weights were up to their standards.
Post by The Madman Of Zaun on Jan 9, 2014 22:06:43 GMT -5
The weighty pole was lifted from its place, and above the Doctor's body. Slowly, the Doctor began to pull the weight down, then push it back up. He could feel the burn in his arms going, but he was nowhere near needing to pump them with his body's chemically-enhanced natural steroids as of this moment. He has a while to go before that happened. The Doctor began a rhythm, one that would take a while to seriously tax his muscles. He had enhanced his musculature well, albeit chemically and artificially. Not too different from Zac, despite his gelatinous nature.
It seemed like Zac would be standing there for a few minutes, yet as it seemed like the Doctor's strength was about to give out, his eyes suddenly brightened with an inner fire, and his muscles begun to tax his very health for brutally increased muscular strength.
Post by The Secret Weapon on Jan 13, 2014 16:52:13 GMT -5
Zac watched with interest as Mundo went to work on the bench press and it made him oddly appreciate the marvels of science that allowed the Doctor to become what his today, even if it did involve the use of unsuspecting lives. And at the same he realized who he had agreed to work out with, this was a brilliant scientist as well as a future enemy if he was to continue down the path of a killer in order to achieve his work. Though this thought did bring sadness to him he also had to know that there was difference between the present and the future, and in this moment they were what you could call allies due to Zac's involvement with the military and Mundo's familiarity with working with Noxus though that didn't really stop him from considering he may have to fight this fellow hulk one day.
And in the middle of all this thought he finally noticed Mundo... struggling?! His gut forced him to act and he reached for the weight as it seemed Mundo was going to throw in the towel, however he noticed something the doctor's eyes that reassured Zac he would be able to keep this act up for a while longer, the only question Zac had however was how long that would be.
Post by The Madman Of Zaun on Jan 16, 2014 16:35:26 GMT -5
There was a second reason why the Doctor stopped using his weight lift set up, despite the fat that no-one would spot for him. Unfortunately, Dr. Mundo forgot about it. You see, it was impossible for the Doctor to stop. Although his muscles could normally not keep up such a strenuous pace by themselves, because of the fact he could alter his very body chemistry to give his muscles strength whenever he deemed it necessary, combined with the fact that although it caused internal damage to him whenever he did but had enough regenerative properties to not care... well.. there was no stopping him. Until he became tired enough that he felt the urge to sleep, he could keep up this utterly jaw-dropping pace for as long as he wanted. After a few minutes of Zac standing there above the Doctor, keeping his body pumped with his natural muscle enhancers and the regenerative strength to keep going for as long as he pleased, there was no end in sight! Zac would have to say something to get the Doctor to stop, or else he would just keep going, and going, and going...
Post by The Secret Weapon on Jan 25, 2014 5:40:25 GMT -5
Zac would only let Mundo continue on his miraculous lifting for another thirty seconds or so before deciding something was wrong, not even a superhuman could go on lifting weight of this caliber and not be in some sort of danger... he made a grab for the weight and stated his concern to Mundo in a stern tone of voice.
"I think you've had enough for now doc, let it go."
He braced himself for the chance of retaliation since he wasn't sure Mundo would take being told what to do lightly, but if push came to shove Zac was more than prepared to do what was needed to keep him from going further with this insane amount of lifting.
Post by The Madman Of Zaun on Jan 31, 2014 23:47:07 GMT -5
As Zac grabbed the weight lift, his luminescent yellow-white eyes moved onto Zac's own, albeit with a confused look. The Doctor wasn't even panting from the exertion.
"Graah why? Mundo not feel burn... Zac want a go?"
The sad thing was that it's true. The Doctor could hardly feel any exertion. Since he couldn't feel pain, physical exhaustion and strain placed on his muscles was also something he didn't experience anymore, and though he could feel that his muscles were indeed moving, he also could not feel them get any stronger. It was a tricky thing to regulate... perhaps it was good for Zac to stop him, but perhaps not. After all, how could the Doctor continue increasing his muscular strength without a good, endless workout? With chemicals of course! But that's besides the point.
The Doctor guided the weight back onto its rest, and gave room for Zac to give it a try, if he wanted.
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