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| Who will win? |
| Kazuma Torisuna |
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| Dysia |
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| Total Votes : 3 |
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 Posted: Sun Aug 13, 2017 2:17 pm
Dysia stops. Kazuma attempts to impale Dysia, but he's just too slow and too weak to move even one molecule of her being. She begins laughing at him, and transmits audio so he can hear it.
"You are a joke Kazuma, a powerless joke."
She continues laughing at his ineffectiveness, and then the ship arrives. Her ruse was now complete. A thin sheen of illumination from the ship would provide a a greenish flowing tone to the silhouette obscuring the distant stars beyond. The heavens were beautiful.
A scan boomed like a whale song trumpet across Kazuma, and a moment later, a beam of strange origins and intent fired into the space beside the two mock fighters. A spiral gulped and spurted like green magma, an erratic lava lamp going schizophrenic, brilliant light everywhere.
She smiled like she had just stepped on a worm, drawing a sensual pleasure in what was to happen next...
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Posted: Sun Aug 13, 2017 5:32 pm
The worm opened his right hand, aiming his palm at Dysia where three ports were in-laid in his gauntlet. Three beams of multiple-city-block-busting power fired off at the cybernetic being's skull.
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Posted: Mon Aug 14, 2017 2:51 am
((I didn't turn you into a worm. It's a metaphor. Also didn't weaken or immobilize your character.))
The three beams of Multiple city block busting power fire off from Kazuma and then turn 90 degrees straight up, as if crossing an event horizon parallel to the whirling greenish vortex nearby the two fighters.
It looks as if the energy of the triple beam is sucked up into the strange living ship, indiscernibly large with flowing black and green translucent iridescence within the hull. The sputtering green molten blaze grows, spiral tendrils pulling back as if to attempt to escape, like a giant mollusk, the Alter dimension attempts to escape being consumed, like the struggle of a titan, incarnation of reality being sucked into something far worse than a black hole. It is that thing which once lay buried far beyond the planets and stars of mortal men, laying dormant, sleeping, lest it be woken. And now, here it was, having torn a hole in reality, it began drinking an entire dimension...
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Posted: Mon Aug 14, 2017 5:33 am
Kazuma's aura shone a-round his entire body with a brilliant golden radiance. He gritted his teeth behind his face-plate, glaring at Cyber Dysia from with-in his visor. His orange eyes burned with fiery pride as he glared at his adversary. A blinding light emitted from his right gauntlet, sufficient enough to leave retinal echoes in the vision of any on-looker. Leaning in and sticking his neck out, Kazuma pulled his right fist back before throwing it at Cyber Dysia's face, releasing all of the energy stored in the strike in one luminescent blast.
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Posted: Mon Aug 14, 2017 11:50 am
Kazuma's aura shone a-round his entire body with a brilliant golden radiance that sheered off him and angled straight upward into the oblivion of the Altair, along with the residual energy of the Alter Dimension being sucked through the rift like a mollusk through the lips of an obese woman at an Oyster bar.
Kazuma gritted his teeth behind his face-plate, glaring at Cyber Dysia from with-in his visor. His orange eyes burned with fiery pride as he glared at his adversary. A blinding light emitted from his right gauntlet, sufficient enough to leave retinal echoes in the vision of any on-looker, and was sucked upward into the oblivion of the hungry ship above, that had already grown close to absorbing 1% of the entire Alter Dimension... Leaning in and sticking his neck out, Kazuma pulled his right fist back before throwing it at Cyber Dysia's face, releasing all of the energy stored in the strike in one luminescent blast that was sucked upward into the belly of the beast beyond, thus growing dark and making it difficult for Kazuma to see her outline flipping backward through space from his impact, her cape flowing from collision with minute fragments of the Alter dimensional energy as she was knocked through the shaft of light channeling upward to the ship. The contrasting brilliance in the otherwise darkness of space would make it difficult to pinpoint where he had knocked her, but if he could find a new position where she wasn't lined up with the energy font, he could likely distinguish her outline where stars went dark.
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Posted: Tue Aug 15, 2017 6:54 am
"Yes!" celebrated Kazuma. "I hit her!" The Treasoner floated down-ward be-low the shaft of light between the two fighters, looking up. He pin-pointed Dysia's position in outer space. Flying to-ward Cyber Dysia, Kazuma pulled his right fist back a second time, using the momentum gained by his up-ward trajectory out-side the planet's orbit in an attempt to smash Dysia again.
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Posted: Tue Aug 15, 2017 10:53 am
Kazuma roared in the silence of space "I hit her", as she tumbled head over heels, he zipped in again, drawing continuously from the effulgent tit of the Alter Dimension, which was currently gouting and gushing itself into a merged dimensional reality, sucked up by the megastructure above. As he pulled his right fist back a second time, she wondered why he was moving erratically, not realizing that Kazuma was controlling his position based on a planet's orbit, but there was neither a star remaining for there to be a planetary orbit, nor a planet to reference or orbit around. Instead, there was only the column of green light, vomiting the death throws of the Alter dimension, which by now had been consumed by 1.5625%
She wondered if Kazuma would feel the weakness immediately, or if his body stored energy drawn from the Alter dimension and then consumed it later like caloric intake. It was to her benefit to take a few more hits, while he was distracted and his metaphysically linked plane was collapsing. So while he was veering wildly into the darkness of space, she adjusted her momentum lining up to his whacky trajectory so that it looked like he perfectly connected with her shoulder, sending her tumbling back with the force of...whatever it is Kazuma's force might be. Meanwhile, in the depths of her own internal cyberspace, she activated the MP12 player and listened to Aram Zero's Elysium. But stabilized her rotation a moment later, and lined up to counter Kazuma's third strike...
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Posted: Tue Aug 15, 2017 12:45 pm
Kazuma zipped after Cyber Dysia as she careened through space. The moment she stopped her rotation, Kazuma was on her, attempting to close the fingers of the dragon-like maw that had become his right hand over her head. He threw his left fist at her right kidney area, attempting to batter the cyborg. After throwing his left hand, he used his left leg in an attempt to break the cyborg's right fore-arm. He swung a powerful right knee at Dysia's left flank, hoping to damage the circuitry running through the cyborg's body.
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Posted: Tue Aug 15, 2017 3:02 pm
As Kazuma brought his knee up into her side, she slammed down her elbow into the joint of his knee cap, then drifted backward as the Alter Dimension's consumption reached 3.125%
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Posted: Tue Aug 15, 2017 6:00 pm
The moment Cyber Dysia's elbow made contact with Kazuma's knee, a white spike shot out of the broken joint, both mending the injury like a knee-joint splint and shooting to-ward Dysia's elbow.
Kazuma kept a-hold of Dysia's head, preventing her from drifting back-ward in-to space.
An-other blast of energy escaped from Kazuma's right maw like dragon's froth, easily capable of burning Dysia's face be-fore dissipating in-to the Alter-energy-eating rift.
Kazuma closed the open shadow rift to the Alter dimension, attempting to stop Cyber Dysia from sucking up any more of his energy.
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Posted: Wed Aug 16, 2017 6:56 pm
The moment Cyber Dysia's elbow made contact with Kazuma's knee, a white spike shot out of the broken joint, both mending the injury like a knee-joint splint and shooting to-ward Dysia's elbow, spiraling her backward incapable of penetrating her joints, causing Kazuma attempt to keep hold of Dysia's head to fail, preventing him from stopping her from drifting back-ward in-to space.
Kazuma had attempted another blast of energy escaped from Kazuma's right maw like dragon's froth, but her skipping tumbling trajectory had her wobbling and spinning like an unbalanced pool ball struck hard from the spike of his instantly forming knee spikes, and his hopes of a burn attack easily capable of burning Dysia's dissipated.
At 5% consumption, Kazuma snapped shut the rift consuming the Alter dimension, and a fraction of a nanosecond later, before the reflection of the light from the starlight striking across the now dim void could hit the faceplate of his armor, two horrible things happened.
The light lit back up, the soft squishy malleable dimensional fabric of spacetime was still soft, weak from recent agitation, and tearing a second hole myriad times easier. If the ship had hesitated, the dimensional fabric would have cooled down and mended itself quickly, but the Altair was hungry. The consumption continued unabated. But the really horrible thing that happened, is Kazuma announced himself as food, and a strange eldritch column of light washed over him, attempting to pull his Alter energy stores at depths smaller that the pores of his cell walls. It was a peculiar manifestation because it appeared to employ all the empty space between his subatomic particles to pinpoint and target all the Alter Energy in his body as if his body were some vast empty field with a few poppies. << Mostly empty space explained >>
A being like Kazuma could take considerably less time to drain if he wasn't constantly refreshing himself from his own metaphysical links to his Alter dimension, but what that really amounted to, was a second straw for the ship's Double Alter Latte.
"Drink up my pet" she said, her spin coming again to a halt as the Consumption rapidly approached 6% and Climbing...
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Posted: Fri Aug 18, 2017 6:58 am
At the moment, Kazuma was not pulling any energy from the Alter dimension. As the shaft of light from the Altair washed over Kazuma, the Treasoner started to follow it up-ward. He would go all the way to the living ship if left unimpeded by the cyborg. Once he reached the Zerg-like craft, Kazuma pulled his right arm back, attempting to punch a hole in the Altair and tear through it.
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Posted: Fri Aug 18, 2017 12:46 pm
Dysia grinned evilly as she watched Kazuma begin to do what she had hoped he would do. At the moment, Kazuma was not pulling any energy from the Alter dimension, and would have to draw on his own reserves, but his own reserves used to maintain his life support in the cold depths of absolute zero space and filter his oxygen were absolutely necessary to prevent him from turning into a humanoid ice crystalline corpse.
As the shaft of light from the Altair washed over Kazuma, the Treasoner started to follow it up-ward, using his internal reserves of alter energy, but that energy was being sucked completely from every cubic picometer of his body at an alarming rate. As he attempted to drift using his stored alter energy, he found his suit's batteries were being drained with an exponent of the inverse square law as he drew in proximity. Before he reached the Altair's primary forcefield, he found he had reached equilibrium. His ability to draw energy from the suit to convert to propulsion in space had perfectly equalized the vast amount of energy being sucked from his being and his suit, and he was quite stuck, like a star ship caught at the event horizon trying to escape.
Once he reached the Zerg-like craft, Kazuma pulled his right arm back, attempting to punch a hole in the Altair and tear through it, but his perception of his proximity was skewed. He was still hundreds of meters from the bow of the ship, and had grossly misjudged his proximity, having no nearby planet or light source such as a star by which to judge distances and size. Just then he could see a tractor beam fire out of an oblong orifice five hundred meters away and lock on to a dull greenish gray sphere zipping by.
Behind him he could see Dysia closing in, mouthing something, then transmitting. "Oh!. I forgot about the Moon. I think your planet will need that before the tidal disruption washes away all the coastal populations..."
Then she receives a blinking signal in her wrist and looks at it, while Kazuma futility strikes at the forcefield, caught like a fly in a magnetic web.
"What? No."
"..."
"You have to be kidding. No I don't want want his memories incporporated into the collectiv.."
"..."
"But he's a monster. I don't care if you think he's got a soul. How many times have I told you that's just a"
"..."
"Look, I don't want to get into an ontological argument at this point. That little insect was about to wipe out his whole planet just so he could preen infront of a mirror and flex"
"..."
"Fine. I get the whole 'respect for all conscious life' thing, ********. ******** three beams, connecting to Kazuma, the moon, and the Alter rift vanish.
A black sphere begins to envelop Dysia and Kazuma simultaneously.
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Posted: Fri Aug 18, 2017 6:29 pm
The black sphere enveloped Kazuma. "Shine brighter!" said the Alter user, who lifted his right glove. The giant glove started to glow, illuminating the darkness. "More, and more, and more!" he said. He shot to-ward the cyborg, putting up his dual mitts.
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Posted: Sat Aug 19, 2017 8:57 am
Dysia didn't have time to process her surroundings or get her bearings. Her internal sensors realized she had become a self existent entity isolated by a negative vacuum pressure with unlimited energy density consistent with the same fringe of annihilated fluctuations associated with the ring of the D-Gate prototype about 967 years earlier. Her sensors were all flaring red and her internal spatio-temporal regulation system failed to freeze her in an external time stream, as there was no time stream except her rapidly bleeding existence. A Torodial isolation field burst outward with a base load up of the theory of everything in miniature looping at 1 picosecond, then reducing to femptoseconds, and expanding outward to the prodigious generation of multisecond flicker loops with 4/3 π cubic meters, then stabilized that microverse inward and then outward in 11 dimensions before the remaining shell of her avatar could be completely boiled away in negative vacuum.
She should have then spent time gathering her bearings and arranging her sensors using extrapolations of transdimensional sensors applied in Tauberian metaspace in a Dirichlet Möbius inversion. When she was done addressing the real problem, she would access her data files on the Tegmark Multiverse conflicts with Alogorithmic Theory of Everything paradox resolution...
But for now, Dysia was far more concerned with what the Altair had moved the pair of them massing 200 kilograms or so, over 45 billion lightyears in 157 attoseconds really implied, it was a quick mathematical solution she didn't want to calculate. She feared it. In some primal sense, at least she was still contemplating the existence of Kazuma, if as nothing more than a constant added to her equations. It was a good thing she'd conducted such a thorough scan of him earlier, otherwise he might be lost to oblivion when this was all over. If nothing else, she could reconstruct him based on scans.
She began mumbling to herself inside her own head in the virtual reality of her mind...
"Well, a lightyear by is 9.4 quadrillion meters, multiplied by 45 billion is 423 septillion meters, multiplied by one over 157 attoseconds...is about 2.63 tredecillion meters per second, or 2.63 septillion metres per second in the Queen's ******** the Queen."
She paced about in her personal pocket reality inside her personally projected pocket universe...
"and at half the 200 kilograms of mass times the velocity squared, hahaha...velocity...squared..." She rubbed her virtual head.
"Well Jenny, looks like you outdid yourself."
Pacing back.
"7.25 tredecillion queen's english multiplied by an hundred or so... puts us at around eighty, eighty one orders of magnitude."
It wasn't infinity. It's never infinity without bending something somewhere or pretending. A ball's trajectory in space is infinity and the distance traveled by an ant on the inside of a wedding band is infinite... but no, this was something else. She pulled up the archives and skimmed, and began laughing.
The total mass-energy content of the universe today is of the order of the critical density,
3 x H0**2/(8*pi*G) = 5 x 10**(-30) g/cm**3,
times the volume contained within the present event horizon,
(4/3)*pi*R**3,
where R = the event horizon = c * T (speed of light * age of Universe ) = 3 x 10**10 cm/s x (2/3)*(c/H0). Here H0 is the Hubble constant, assumed to be around 50 km/s/Mpc and Omega = 1 (critical deceleration). For this value of H0, 1/H0 = (app) 20 billion years, making the current age of the Universe about 2/(3*H0) = 13 billion years, so that
R = (app.) 1.3 x 10**28 cm,
which should be equivalent to 13 billion light-years (1.3 x 10**10 y x 10**13 km/y x 10**5 cm/km).
This gives a total mass-energy mass of about 4.4 x 10**55 grams, equivalent to about 2.6*10**79 protons. The energy equivalent (E = m*c**2) of these protons is about 2.5x10**79 GeV or 2.5x10**88 eV * 1.6x10**-19 J/eV = 4x10**69 Joules.
And laughed...The Altair had just performed a feat sufficient to create 1.8 quadrillion big bangs...
And it had done it to her and Kazuma as a way to tell them to both shut up and take a "time out".
The mental avatar began to feel sick.
She blinked, and activated the view ports scanning across the multiverse. How was Kazuma doing? Did he still exist?
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