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Kazuma Torisuna |
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Dysia |
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Posted: Sun Aug 06, 2017 11:30 am
"Fine," said Kazuma. He zipped straight at Dysia, chambering his right fist at his side as he waited for her to put the saber a-way. Using his left fist, he threw a looping smash at Dysia's head, whether or not she got rid of the sword. He followed with a right under-hook, then an over-hand right. Using his left foot, Kazuma attempted to give Dysia the boot a-long her right calf.
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Posted: Sun Aug 06, 2017 10:10 pm
Dysia sheathed the sword through a microportal and watched Kazuma come in for an approach. As his left fist came in toward her face she attempted to intercept and crush it, she then attempted to do the same with his right upper cut, and followed by a quick scissor grip with her legs on his left foot as it approached her calf. If she obtained a solid grip she intended on dislocating both joints. She wondered how effective his blood cells would be in the frigid vacuum of space without a star nearby to keep them warm. It was soon approaching absolute zero.
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Posted: Mon Aug 07, 2017 5:47 am
Kazuma peered through his visor at Dysia as she caught his hands. What kind of crushing power did she possess? Either way, as a woman with a lighter, smaller frame than his, she would find that crushing Kazuma's supernal gloves was no easy feat. With his left leg caught in a scissor hold, Kazuma floated in-side the cold vacuum of space with-in his space-suit. Turning his hands to the out-side, Kazuma used the power of his gloves in an attempt to wrench them free of Dysia's vice-like grip.
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Posted: Mon Aug 07, 2017 11:29 am
Dysia's cybersteroid myomer muscle fibers had been engineered to propel actuators on limbs of 50+ ton mechs meant for grappling and hand to hand combat where these titanic machines would tear off each other's super alloyed limbs in brutal battles of splattered oil and gleaming steel. Never intended to be used for civilian market cyberware, the myomers were first tested in a transplant model known as the Dysiatech Beowulf; a combat model meant as an intermediate to the Jovian Eugenics experiments on Jupiter known as the G6. While the myomers could exceed specs by running higher current like a solenoid gauss effect to the limit of molecular integrity, the standard tuning of her musculature approximated a hydraulic car jack, in her grip, approximately 13 times beyond the failure point of a bench vice. It was questionable how much, if anything of Dysia was human.
If Kazuma had been observant, he would realize the answer was even more circumspect, as this body he was fighting had been simulated. Earlier, using an ancient blue print of her favorite form. Form... like Frieza. Could it be that this was just one of many forms? Like Gold Freiza or Cyberfreiza? CyberDysia? No... it couldn't possibly be true... Freiza, after all, only had six forms. Dysia had far more than that.
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Posted: Mon Aug 07, 2017 1:10 pm
"Shell Bullet of Pain!" Kazuma screamed. Using his right leg, Kazuma threw a deft kick at Dysia's unprotected left side, using the current emotion he felt to augment the power of his blow. He wrenched his gloved fingers free of Cyber Dysia's grip, throwing a left jab and a right smash with all the ferocity and conviction of a man who had seen an entire world destroyed. The spirits of that world were, even now, communing with him, being caught by, and assimilated in-to, Kazuma's Alter as capsule-like rods that stood out all over the Shell Bullet's arms. A tear traced its way out of Kazuma's right eye, spilling down the crevasse between his cheek-bone and nose.
He reached out with his right hand, attempting to make physical contact with Dysia's head, as if to convey the message, "Stop!"
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Posted: Mon Aug 07, 2017 9:47 pm
Kazuma could not fully accept a reality where beings as evil as Dysia existed. When he challenged her, he had no idea there could be hunger for something beyond power. Dysia devoured dimensions like matchsticks.
floating in space, without a star to light his night, without a world to call his home. He could see something other in her eyes. It wasn't dead inside. It wasn't malevolence. It couldn't quite be called intellectual detachment. It was unbridled extropy; the impossible power to annihilate entropy. The power to violently abuse paradox and molest its spiritual incarnations - most absolutely terrified of her.
She paused, as Kazuma gestured something, 'Stop!', it looked like. She released her grip, noticing briefly he'd struck her left side, his kick colliding with her midsection, like a perfunctory act of moving blocks to and fro upon a table.
She waited patiently to see where he would go with this next.
Because the Dark Man who had destroyed her Empire had erased that timestream and her obstacles began unraveling fast, even as she prepared to make the next leap, to Class V technology. The Altair was merely a Type 3.32, but she had plans for an upgrade when this conflict was complete.
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Posted: Tue Aug 08, 2017 6:49 am
"Ah . . . darn it!" groaned Kazuma. He was lamenting the deaths of the people that had been destroyed in the crater in the after-math of one of his explosions. Kazuma could not yet comprehend what had happened to his missing world, but he could discern that there had been some casualties in the battle with Cyber Dysia. The poor souls of the now departed cried out to him. Kazuma rolled his head like a pale ghoul as his Alter sucked up the souls of the dead like a vacuum cleaner.
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Posted: Tue Aug 08, 2017 11:55 am
Dysia could see that anything redeemable about Kazuma would have to be classified under utilities for an android army, and not found anywhere in a book on moral philosophy. She'd gladly take it. The profit margins suited her nicely.
She began the round by splitting off the flow of time of her mass by 80%, like riding a kite against strong winds, and siphoning off the drift into stores, converting the temporal energy into charging up her ultra capacitors to create burst movements within her myomers. One of the side effects is the hue of her coloration shifted. For every second that passed, it looked as if she spent only a fifth of a second in the time stream, and every 10 hertz of oscillation of her molecules only reflected back 2. A second later and she flickered back from a UV shifted to red and reds and greens shifted to black, and back to full visible colors, a super charged powerful fist coming in for a sudden throat punch, attempting to crack through Kazuma's chitinous armor plate. She'd struck his armor enough times to run thorough resonance scans and planned her next attack accordingly. After vibrating the first stroke, if she was successful, she would follow through with a rapid, perfectly timed knife hand, and if the resonance were correct, cause his lower jaw plate to shatter like glass, sending fragmentation grenade splinters of his own armor and helmet up through his face, neck, tongue, and possibly penetrate his skull through the roof of his mouth. Kazuma really didn't want to know what was coming next.
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Posted: Tue Aug 08, 2017 2:33 pm
Kazuma's thick neck brace protected his throat against Cyber Dysia's punch, and his face-plate was made of durable enough material to shield his jaw from Cyber Dysia's ferocious karate chop. Using his right hand, Kazuma attempted to catch Dysia's left wrist and twist it to the out-side. Rotating his body one hundred and eighty degrees, Kazuma extended his left leg to-ward Cyber Dysia's right flank, then swatted at her using his left hand.
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Posted: Wed Aug 09, 2017 12:27 am
Dysia reacted to the collision with amusement. As he attempted to catch her wrist, she doubled her speed, pulling down, and returning to collide with the neck guard with four times the force. She knew it wouldn't change much, so she waited for him to rotate 180 degrees and lowered her hand again, this time, twice as fast, and slammed it upward again into his neck guard, but this time, the uppercut knife hand was moving four times faster, with sixteen times the kinetic impact. As Kazuma extended his left leg toward her right flank, she lowered her knife hand a third time, this time four times faster, and then raised it up to his collar from a new angle of his rotation, this time eight times faster, with sixty four times the kinetic impact. As he swatted at her using his left hand, she leaned backward pulling down her knife hand eight times faster than the original, and lifted it back up under Kazuma's arm pit sixteen times faster, and two hundred and fifty six times more kinetic impact, the angle going toward his heart.
From a distance, with high speed cameras, the whole would look like someone had started up a jackhammer where her arm used to be, but in reality, it was just a knife hand strike with force growing like a scalar wave. If she persisted, eventually Kazuma's chitin was likely to rattle to pieces at the molecular level.
This was what she called a Phase 4 Zeno's Paradox Strike. Next round, if he survived, she would move on to Phase 8.
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Posted: Thu Aug 10, 2017 10:04 am
So, Dysia struck at Kazuma two, four and eight times faster, aiming one of her knife hands at Kazuma's left side. Were Kazuma an android or lesser being than a native Alter, he may have been penetrated by Dysia's knife hand, but the armor stream-lined over his lean muscle deflected the attack. Kazuma countered Dysia's strikes with an attempted head-butt. "When are you going to hit me!?" he asked, throwing a one-two combination using his left hand first, followed by his right hand. "You want to hit me," he said. "Go a-head and hit me already!"
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Posted: Thu Aug 10, 2017 7:34 pm
Dysia was able to perceive a higher resonance necessary to crack the shell of her adversary, and moved on to phase 8 of Zeno's Paradox strike.
Dysia reacted to the head butt as one might a child's toy flying across a room. As he attempted a one two combination, she increased her ascendant knife hand speed, pulling down sixteen times faster than her normal, and returning upward at thirty two times the norm, to collide with the neck guard with one thousand twenty four times the force. She knew it would begin to vibrate, so while he barked out taunts, she pulled back downward and slammed up again into his neck guard, this time, the uppercut knife hand was moving sixty four times faster, with four thousand ninety six times the kinetic impact. As Kazuma posed in his streamlined muscle suit, she lowered her knife hand a third time, this time and then raised it up to his collar from a third angle, this time one hundred twenty eight times faster, with sixteen-thousand three hundred and eighty four times the kinetic impact. As he boasted about his indestructibility, she leaned backward pulling down her knife hand imperceptibly faster than before, and lifted it back up under Kazuma's jawline two hundred fifty six times faster, and sixty-five-thousand five hundred thirty six times more kinetic impact, the angle going toward his opposite ear.
From a distance, with high speed cameras, the whole would look like her hand had gone transparent. Soon she would go out of phase and likely discorporate his skull, possibly decapitating his soul, if one believed in such things...
She prepared for phase 12. As if was, her knife hand was already moving at 92,160 miles per hour, but, hey, Kazuma was fast... right? She speculated she may have to go to phase 20 before his armor cracked. In the mean time, she called back her ship, transmitting permission to feed...
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Posted: Sat Aug 12, 2017 3:45 pm
Dysia hit Kazuma's neck guard at least three times, then swiped at his ear. Not exactly chitin, but more robotic bulk bolted to-get-her, Kazuma's neck armor with-stood the impact of Dysia's three knife-hand strikes. Kazuma braved the knife-hand to his jaw-line and ear using his spiky armor, respectfully. He countered with a heavy right hand, aimed at Dysia's fore-head. Then, Kazuma threw a left hook.
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Posted: Sat Aug 12, 2017 8:51 pm
Dysia's theory of a higher resonance necessary to crack the shell of her adversary was correct, and she moved on to phases 8-20 of Zeno's Paradox strike.
As Kazuma attempted a strike with a heavy right hand, she increased her ascendant knife hand speed, pulling down two hundred fifty six times faster than her normal 360 mph strike, and returning upward at five hundred and twelve times the norm, about 240 times the speed of sound, and a quarter million times more force, if there were a stable sea level earth atmosphere to measure it, which, in the dark void of space, there wasn't. The collision with the neck would normally dismember a 100 ton mecha, but she was just getting warmed up. Her return occurred while he attempted a left hook, pulling down at five hundred twelve times normal and returning upward at 1024 times her normal, or about 360,000 mph.
Zeno's Paradox was an interesting theory about infinity. As a method of attack, if your second attack was half the speed of the first, and your third attack half the speed of the second, and the fourth attack half the speed of the third, the math went something like this:
1/2 a second + 1/4 second + 1/8 second + 1/16 second.... Meant you could attack an opponent an infinite number of times, in one second, the final strike possessing infinite velocity, hitting the target in infinitesimal time.
It wasn't a power, or a special ability, merely a recognition that if you can go faster, go faster. She knew the limits of the Alter Dimension, and expected channeling the entirety of the dimension itself would still not save Kazuma. While she continued to pummel the same spot with ever increasing force, she also knew it was only a matter of time before his molecules could no longer withstand the drain on the Alter Dimension itself, and soon, more likely, the rulers of that Dimension would soon come for him. He of course, was likely oblivious, sucking his dimension dry to maintain corporeality.
Her third strike was merely 2048 times faster, about four million times her normal kinetic impact, and moving at 0.11% the speed of light. Her fourth uppercut knife hand came in at an obtuse angle, lined up opposite to his chin line, going up through where a frontal lobotomy might take place. This strike was moving at 0.22% C, or 4096 times faster.
Her fifth strike, respectively about 0.44% C, of 8192 times faster, but wasn't exceptionally different in the grand scheme of things. Typical impact you might expect to move a mountain. Nothing outside the realm of the Almighty Kazuma, she supposed... And so it was with her sixth, seventh, eighth, and ninth strikes. Alternating between his left and right jawline, nothing extraordinary, scarcely perceptible by most cameras known to the human race...
It was boring. And it was methodical. The tenth strike was merely 262,144 times faster, about 14% the speed of light. The kinetic energy was about the same as a two megaton nuclear explosion. She wasn't sure if Kazuma's helmet and armor could take the hit, but as everything was happening so fast, she wasn't really paying attention to see if he had disintegrated.
And then she pulled back for the 11th strike of Zeno's Paradox, this one would be the equivalent of an eight megaton nuclear explosion if it hit... the 12th strike, if it hit, would exceed 35 megatons... Phase 12 was complete...phases 13+ would be absolutely absurd, likely alerting the presence of cosmic beings in the local galaxy...
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Posted: Sun Aug 13, 2017 8:18 am
Dysia's first ten strikes hit the bulky armor of Kazuma's neck guard. The Treasoner merely floated in space, weathering the blows. As Dysia pulled back for her eleventh strike, Kazuma used one of his arms to block. He followed suit using his other arm, deflecting Dysia's twelfth strike. Using the spike on the out-side of his right glove, Kazuma attempted to impale Dysia's head.
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