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| Who will win? |
| Kazuma Torisuna |
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33% |
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| Dysia |
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| Total Votes : 3 |
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 Posted: Fri Aug 25, 2017 6:00 pm
Dysia planned her next three moves out and intercepted with the second, sliding low to the ground with a sideways handstand sweeping kick just as Kazuma came charged in with his shoulder charge. As her hand grasped at the soil she cursed, abandoning plan A, having left her portable magnetic C6 and detonator on another model.
She could have ordered up some on the fly, using the rich carbon chains of the atmosphere, but decided to give Kazuma something he failed to provide others: a sporting chance.
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Posted: Fri Aug 25, 2017 8:07 pm
Kazuma took Dysia Alpha's sweeping hand-stand kick to the armor over his left trapezii. No matter the circumstances, he simply could not hit a woman. Letting Dysia Alpha slide by him, Kazuma turned in-to his adversary for this round. He lowered his head. Then, he lifted his arms up, clenching his hands in-to fists. Kazuma moved in-to Dysia Alpha slowly, attempting to snake his right arm a-round the back of her head and sucker-drag her in-to the ground using force alone.
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Posted: Sat Aug 26, 2017 12:00 am
Dysia was proud of Kazuma for granting her the opportunity to use her first attack style. She'd worried he would keep his arms lowered at all times, but when he lifted his arms to snake around the back of her head, her plan fell into fruition. A deft knife hand went straight up between the armor plate joints and into the soft nerve bundle of his arm pit, bleeding fast with cybernetically boosted reflexes - the best money could buy. Just as quickly as she drew her knife hand back, she did a backward hand spring left kick to the jaw, wickedly realigned the angle so as to provide impact not for the purpose of damaging his armored jaw, but exploiting the mobility of the joints of the armor to produce an armor piercing neck popping whiplash attack, and got another bright idea as she flipped back to land on her feet like a graceful gymnast. The kick itself was something she'd learned along the Israeli-Palestinian front lines. Soldiers had reinforced helmets strapped to their heads and it rendered them bullet proof, except it didn't stop the soldiers brains from being partially liquefied from the sudden acceleration of the soviet munitions. Necks were easily broken by jostling the fixed helmets, and Kazuma's helmet to her, was like training wheels helping her along.
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Posted: Sat Aug 26, 2017 11:16 am
Dysia Alpha's knife hand hit the armor beneath Kazuma's left arm-pit, merely bouncing a-way from that which connected to his black jacket. As Alpha went in-to a back hand-spring, attempting to use her left foot against Kazuma's head in armor-piercing fashion, Kazuma stepped back-ward on his right foot and followed suit with the left, tilting his head back so that Dysia's foot merely scraped the tip of his nose, abrasing it. The Treasoner lost his balance and ended up falling back-ward, where-in he pulled guard in case Dysia pursued him. If Alpha merely waited for him to attack again, he would roll for-ward and dash at her, throwing a punch using his right fist. Other-wise, Kazuma would be at her mercy.
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Posted: Sat Aug 26, 2017 3:40 pm
Dysia rose from her landing and drew her side arm, a DysiaTech firebreather prototype. It was deceptively small, no larger than a Beretta M9, but when she aimed and fired, something went horribly wrong with traditionally perceived expectations of reality.
...the weapon was a pocket sized hand held megabeam, firing out a red vaporizing radiance 2 meters in diameter and 50 meters in length, carving holes through surrounding rocks, walls, concrete, tree trunks, buildings, and vehicles. The projection was like some horrific breath weapon, the seems of the ruby light burning along the edges of the atmosphere spilling out fiery contrails and igniting nearby objects, singing grass that hadn't even made contact, turning concrete into brilliant white hot soup that cooled to a black reflective obsidian glass.
Dysia remembered the first prototype test well, and then the day, a thousand years earlier, that some idiot brought one into an office and the heated discussion about safety. She couldn't remember if she fired or executed that fool, it was so long ago, she merely recalled the tension of the fool who brought it inside and thought it was just another handgun...
Could Kazuma completely or partially dodge the obscenely wide beam? Would his armor protect him indefinitely? Who knew? She only had 719 more shots left...
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Posted: Sat Aug 26, 2017 4:23 pm
As Dysia Alpha pulled her weapon out, aiming the gun at Kazuma, the Treasoner feinted a roll to the right and then rolled to the left a-cross his shoulder armor, clearing a distance of over two yards before he stood up, strafing Dysia to her right using fancy foot-work. Kazuma back-pedaled furiously a-way from the fifty-meter-long beam, throwing up his right arm to shield his face from the intense heat the beam gave off. Closing in on Dysia, Kazuma hoped to come at her through a blind spot on her right side. Using his right fist, he put her on point. Then, he attempted to use his armored left elbow against her right eye.
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Posted: Sat Aug 26, 2017 8:59 pm
As Dysia Alpha pulled her weapon out, aiming the gun at Kazuma, the Treasoner feinted a roll to the right and then rolled to the left a-cross his shoulder armor, clearing a distance of over two yards before he stood up, strafing Dysia to her right using fancy foot-work. Kazuma back-pedaled furiously a-way from the fifty-meter-long beam, throwing up his right arm to shield his face from the intense heat the beam gave off. Closing in on Dysia, Kazuma hoped to come at her through a blind spot on her right side. Using his right fist, he put her on point. Then, he attempted to use his armored left elbow against her right eye, which would likely be the last thing he ever did, as she fired point blank into his "armored" left rib cage... not that the energy weapon - designed to carve holes in hover tanks - gave two shits about his armor. Unfortunately for Kazuma, at this range it was impossible to miss, although, if anything survived the disintegration effect, it would likely be a piece of his left elbow. Then again, who knows? His armor could have been the hide of a god... probably not, but she would see soon enough, after the glow dimmed.
in the meantime, she mentally called up the molecular print profiles for 2 cryogrenades, a semiautomatic, and two magazines; one filled with hard cast tips and the other with acid rounds. She was absolutely determined to end that exoskeleton by any means necessary...
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Posted: Sun Aug 27, 2017 12:19 pm
Dysia Alpha redirected her weapon's trajectory, aiming the beam pistol at the left side of Kazuma's rib-cage. As she did so, Kazuma turned his body in a clock-wise direction by pivoting on his left foot. He attempted to use the point of his armored left elbow against Dysia Alpha's right eye, then took a big step to her left using his left foot. Pivoting on his right foot, he turned to-ward Alpha, throwing his right elbow at her left eye. Then, he threw his left fist at the bridge of her nose. Winding out, he attempted to use his right elbow against the tip of her nose in an elbow smash, and then turned counter-clock-wise in-to Dysia Alpha, going low and throwing his left heel at the left side of her neck.
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Posted: Sun Aug 27, 2017 1:43 pm
Dysia Alpha redirected her weapon's trajectory, aiming the beam pistol at the left side of Kazuma's rib-cage. As she did so, Kazuma turned his body in a clock-wise direction and was shot the armor piercing energy weapon, vaporizing her mortal target.
"Game over".
Dysia wasn't going to bother counting the few cinders that remained.
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