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Post by Cynder(Ash) on Jun 6, 2017 11:01:33 GMT -5
The scientist had rigged her up for a combat test, after having seen her efficiency when it came to manipulation, they wanted to test her combat capabilities. Of course, it hadn’t been easy at first to get her to willingly do it for them. However they had managed to bribe her with a most peculiar reward, they would permanently remove the muzzle from her in public as long as she behaved. She had loved that feeling of her own skin the last time she had been released from it, so this? This was an opportunity she just could not afford to pass on. Desire for freedom, the one thing she had managed to keep hope for throughout her entire from the Brenchians, and now the Saiyans, both of whom once members partially of her own racial status, both of whom holding her captive still, only one of whom however is actually trying to help her re-civilized with civilization. It was a steady progress, but one she was more than obviously not patient for.
She had been told the opponent she was fighting was a hybrid like she once was, in knowing that she had felt a sense of kinship, a feeling that she was proud of, even if over half of her body was no longer skin and rather metal or synthesized skin. Her tail was well well a great example, once bearing such clean white scales was now a shiny metallic form with the color of silver in its purest form. Her bright red eyes stared onward as she stared toward the area her opponent was to come from. She had to give them a good fight so she could go without at least one of her restraints in public. It wasn’t a matter bloodlust any longer, it was a matter of her dreams and goals. Her white hair still dangling down her backside, she had allowed its color to become white once more by modifying her own code. She preferred this color rather than the blackened hue gave to her by the very dark form she had been trapped in by the Brenchians when she was converted into this cyborg, this Android.
Her opponent to come better be ready, this was not going to be an easy fight like any other training android anyone could sign up for. She still had the mind of a living being along with that of a machine, she could process thoughts far faster than any mortal. She could escape death even if she so desired. Her opponents would always be multiple steps below her, and if she could upgrade herself even further, maybe she could find the truth to a true freedom, not just from these restraints, but the shackles of a single body itself. If everyone was of one mind then no violence could ensue, for all of one mind meant they all held the same thoughts, that very concept ensured her that such was possible. In truth though, was that what she wanted? In truth it wasn’t her primary goal, she had many many dreams, one she did want to come one day. She still desired to have her own family one day, but if everyone was of one mind, that could never happen. She truly didn’t know what she wanted for her future.
WC: 560 Carva PL: 100,000 PL x18 Trans Perm - 1,800,000 PL is unsensable due to android traits
Last Edit: Jun 6, 2017 11:14:07 GMT -5 by Cynder(Ash)
Cynder(Ash)Carva sat there in the training room, bottled water on hand. He'd been training continously since his spar with Tomina, and he'd grown considerably more powerful. In fact, he could feel this newfound energy brimming over from his muscular form. But still...something wasn't right. Something just wasn't working for the Saiya-jin warrior as deep down he knew this wasn't the limits of his power. He had just yet to break through that wall that had haunted him since he'd watched Mitsuba transform into the legendary golden warrior he'd longed to be.
He stood up from the bench on which he sat, donning this new armor given to him by the higher ups. It was quite different than what he would call his "raider armor", which had broken along with his weights. This armor was more flexible, yet offered even more protection. It was a new style Saiya-jin armor, with red trimmed black combat boots, black pants, hip plates, and a solid black cuiress, sleeveless. He'd worn the wrist plates of the armor as well. Grunting, he moved his hands in circular motions on his wrists. "Tch...this is going to take some getting used to. A far cry from the armor of a space pirate, that much is for sure." He thought to himself with a chuckle, cracking open his bottled water. Finishing the water, gulping it down, he crushed the plastic bottle and tossed it into a nearby trashcan.
Carva began his stretching routines, preparing himself for what was to come. He wasn't sure how to feel about it, his skills being used as they were. He'd been asked to test the skills of a prisoner taken by the Kingdom, to see if said prisoner could keep up with the greatest of their forces. There wasn't much he knew about this creatures except that, like him, she was a hybrid. He knew that he should expect this creature to have some sort of hidden powers. Carva anticipated this.
He walked down the hallway and towards the chamber housing this..."Ash"? Pft. Just another victim in the eyes of the powerful Carva, the would be Super Saiya-jin. Irritation grew within the warrior as he marched down the hallway, long black tail swaying behind him like a big cat.
Reaching a set of double doors, Carva would reach out and place the palm of his hand on a nearby control panel, the doors sliding open with a whoosh. What Ash would see would be a large shadow, standing in the fluorescent light of the hallway. The battle chamber however was pitch black right now.
"Hrmf." He stepped forward into the chamber without a hint of fear at it's darkness, calling out. "Show yourself, weakling! I've no time for games!" The arrogance in his voice would be accompanied by a smirk, so native to cocky Saiya-jin males. "Or are you afraid? You can't be that powerful...after all, I can't even sense your energy!"Pwc: 498 Twc: 498
Her combat training from her past was all but muffled, while she did remember considerably a majority of the styles, her combat skills she would have considered rusty considering how they had once been before her imprisonment by the brenchians and now her re-civilization help being received from the Saiyan scientist. She served now directly under to the queen after such agreements, the more loyal she served the queen the more likely chance she would gain more and more freedom from the restraints she was forced to wear outside of training. This training trial, everything here was to be uploaded directly to the queen’s personal computer as so she could study the new force that was to be serving for her. Ash didn’t want to risk losing this chance so she truly could hope only to bring out her full strength in this fight, she had to gain that freedom. She needed it, she desired it, she lusted for it. One day she would have it, but it was something that was surely going to take the time to ensure. Something she had to prove loyalty towards.
Sitting on her tail she began expanding further upon her own coding while she waited for her opponent to come. She saw room for upgrade, room for a better version of herself. She just needed to continue upon her own improvement for the future to come. She had to make her Queen, her master proud. Her master was the one who could bring her freedom. That made her queen the most valuable asset of them all. That was something Ash needed to keep safe from others who would attempt to harm her. If her queen was to die, her chance for freedom was gone as well. She was expendable, death could not hold her back. Simple means as they were, she needed to be strong enough to keep such things progressing further and further. This new upgrade she was to test out, if it worked just as it needed when it came to perfection, nothing would be able to stop her. Nothing would be able to prevent her from growing further and further along. She would be able to protect her queen from the most devastating of attacks, she just had to grow strong enough first for such.
The door was opened, and as her scanners identified the soldier Carva, she couldn’t help but smirk at the coming blood. The small bit of Saiyan that had composed her DNA, located right in her mentality, she looked forward to the challenge. As she looked upon the hybrid she listened to his words with intent. Just like that she remotely clicked on the lights, the scientist watching through the reinforced windows with the intent of this upcoming fight. By all calculations, this fight should have been easy for Ash to win. The Saiyan mentality, it desired a challenge, however, something to actually give her a challenge. She knew the limits of her abilities. Including of what she could do to the others to make them work in a way just for her.
“Now, now, I was never hiding, you were just too blind to properly look for me. I have been standing in front of you this whole time. You may not be able to sense my own energy..but..I can read your own. A ki around one hundred thirteen thousand...impressive indeed, but nothing yet compared to my own...one million eight hundred thousand. Blind blind you seem, but let me awaken that sight, awaken that warrior with a fight yet to yearn. Listen to my voice as we walk through the frozen forest, the calmness of the land resonating throughout you. An ever growing darkness however in the distance. This darkness causing a fear inside of you as it arises closer and closer, giving you a flashback of the worst and most painful of memories...Do not run from this darkness, however, know I am here...right next to you. Do not face the darkness...embrace it...embrace it all inside you..and then...let it explode inside...let it implode, give in to this darkness, this corruption of your soul...show me your intent to kill..show me the full power of the legendary Carva.” She would speak as she would slither around Carva, speaking so softly as her gaze kept locked towards his own. A seductive tone held the whole time as she would use her own hypnotic gaze. She wanted to see Carva push himself further and further beyond. She wanted a true fight, she was putting her full energy into this ability of change, the ability to change one’s will. Something she knew all Saiyan desired, power...here she was helping give it without a single cost to them. She wanted to see this full extent. The reason she stayed near to Carva was so that the pheromones could do exactly that and help Carva truly embrace this hypnotic vision.
WC: 860 Stamina 0/3 Using ST-3 Seductive Gaze to help Carva give in to the darkness and ascend with it! Not against it!
Carva was prepared for anything...or at least he normally was. His senses hadn't picked up on the Android, just like those in his training simulations back at Carva Manor. He grunted after having made his statement, his tail swaying behind him from the sheer agitation of not being able to find his opponent. He knew she was there...he knew he wasn't going crazy. "Tch...this is pissing me off. Where the hell is this great test subject that damned Cress spoke of?"
Earlier that very same damn, Carva had run into Cress. The two had no love lost, and the Queen's guard would ORDER Carva to help test a strange new captive's combat capabilities. He never MENTIONED that this particular test subject wasn't organic. Carva had no idea what he was up against, but of course he didn't care. The man was a warrior, and warriors were always ready for a fight. Finally...the hair on the back of the Saiya-jin's neck would stand up as he would feel a warm, strange feeling washing over him. He staggered a bit, feet dancing with one another as his vision blurred. Then came the unfamiliar voice of his would be opponent.
"Wha-...what the hell is this? What sorcery has befallen me-..." at first...it was a calm, and peaceful feeling. But as Carva opened his eyes whilst Ash spoke, he'd find himself in the middle of a forest on a cool Spring day. In the distance, Carva would see a small hut, made of yellow stone with one window and a chimney, smoke pouring out. Carva narrowed his eyes on the hut which at first seemed unfamiliar. Soon however, it dawned on Carva exactly what he was seeing..."Is that...my home? How the fuck did I get here?"
For a moment, he felt a cold chill go up his spine. In the back of his mind he could still feel the fingers of that sultry, seductive tone playing about the strings of his psyche. His color would drain from his cheeks as he felt that he was looking into a mirror. Carva suddenly could feel his eyes burning, streaks of fire rolling down his cheeks. "Da...dad? Is that you?" The visage of Carva's father was so real. Just as he remembered him...with an orange gi, no mon on the back. He was chasing little Carva around the yard, the two of them playing, laughing...generally having fun. His thoughts would turn happy, if only for a moment..."My dad...heh. Always the kind hearted man, always taking care of his family. Always treating us as if we were the only ones in the world. We used to play every afternoon before mom finished dinner. Heh...I remember every single Yuletide where he would give me toys he'd created in his lab. The toy trains...the little Namekian action figures..."
Carva looked down at his hands, feeling something smooth and cool in them. His tears would fall to the ground, wetting the lush green grass under his feet. Suddenly...he looked up, hearing screams and sobbing. The sight he saw...it was the dead of night, but flames engulfed his old home. The consumed it.
He heard the sharp thud of a fist hitting flesh, bones snapping...his father taking his last breath right before him. Carva fell to his knees, burying his head in his hands...all was dark. The small Namekian figure had turned to ashes and slid through his fingers onto the nowetal floor below. "That day...or night, we received an unexpected visit from my Uncle. He was so powerful...he killed even my mother, who was every bit as powerful as I am now. I remember it like it was yesterday...that poison he used on her. That bastard...the poison contained a virus, very rare to us Saiya-jins but common on Earth. It weakens us...makes us easier to kill."
His rage was building, the very same message from the Android replaying over and over. He could feel the firey hands of hatred gripping his heart. Outwardly, a malefic crimson electricity would spark off of the kneeling Carva. I trained and trained, doing Rubega's bidding. Biding my time. I had Aphra gather intelligence on how that bastard poisoned my mother and father...coward! Grrr... when I turned sixteen, I murdered him with my bare hands and took over his ship! I felt unstoppable!"
Outwardly, that dark energy would rise from Carva like heatwaves...black waves, transparent...the crimson sparks flying forth from his body with greater frequency, catching a few nearby pieces of trash on fire. Now, if he opened his eyes, he could see Ash...but his hallucination vontinued. He saw himself before the little girl, Mitsuba. His transformation into the giant ape. "I dwarfed that kid, dammit! I had her! I just KNEW I was much more powerful than her, I knew I could beat her! But...but...THAT LITTLE BITCH took what was mine! She took MY golden form, she was a Super Saiya-jin! How was that even fair?! Why, gods!? I worked so damned hard...and..." outwardly, his spikey hair began to stand on end. "...defeated...BY A CHILD!"
This part he would say aloud, more like a loud roar as a purple aura would explode outward from the would be Super Saiya-jin, his power skyrocketing...shaking the entire small room, flames rising around him. As he stared at Ash cooly, his eyes would be a dark red color, the demonic markings appearing under his eyes. His rage filled aura would swirl around him like a blazing infeeno...the skin of his cheeks would stretch upwards. "Darkness...embracing it, giving in to it's grasp. Is this what you want, snake woman!? Tch...I'll have you know...that I am not royalty. But do realize, creature. You've made a huge mistake. I am no chivalrous Prince, though your voice...is quite lusty...but..." his voice was doubled, a booming baritone over his normal tone. The huge Saiya-jin warrior advanced on Ash. "...I am the destroyer. Abandon hope ye who enter my path!"
Murderous intent flashing in his eyes, he'd calmly raise his hand and form a crimson sphere, nonchalantly throwing it in Ash's direction without another word.Pwc: 1049 Twc: 1,547
Evil Power Surge activated! Power level up to 1,587,278!
Basic Ki Attack fired for 79,364!
Sp: 3/3
"You claim to know the definition of "pain". Allow me to show you it's true meaning!"- Carva
Post by Cynder(Ash) on Jun 12, 2017 11:14:05 GMT -5
Everything she did had a planned reason, while she couldn’t see the nightmares that went on through the saiyans head, she could delect in that frozen look on his face. The look of rage, of anger, of hatred. That violence building inside of his eyes. She was looking forward to this, this was exactly the kind of power she was looking to face. Something at least so much more interesting than others might have believed. Her natural power of seduction had so many uses, but truly this was the first time she had chosen to use this in a way benefiting of another. Even if in the end it was for her own personal gain, this strength she could read growing made her excite. The invisible hud she could see augmenting rapidly as she prepared for the next to come. The darkness pouring from him, she could feel it in way that felt calming to her. This chaos, it was quite delightful. She watched as well from a camera inside of the scientist safe room, watching their reactions at what she had caused simply by speaking. She was bother there however and on the battlefield, omnipresent if one were to give a defined term.
He would go into a cute little speech as well, how utterly predictable, now that this fight was truly interesting she could go back to full strength. Of course maybe a bit held back as her energy recharged, but she was utterly confident that she could defeat this opponent even with her energy low. “Yes this is quite what I wanted, no matter how pathetic it still is...tsk, creature, Rather call me by Ash, for when the flames of this battle end..I will be all that remains.” She would say cutting the small talk off completely as Carva fired his energy sphere. It was indeed quite stronger than the original, however the fact still did remain...he could not compete with the perfect of technology itself. Her own hand rose as she shot a simple electrical arrow at the sphere, watching as her own went through with the remnants of the blast heading back towards Carva. “It is futile to try this fight without any kind of strategy, my power far surpasses your and unless you can out smart. You are just more proof. More proof of the a failure of an excuse even for the Kingdom’s army. If you can’t stop me, how do you plan on stopping those in the future? The truth is simple...you can’t. Like the whelp you are, you're going to require to rely on those of your teammates to defend you...face it you're worthless to them. This is all a test for you and me both in a way. They want to see the hint of my power and see if you are truly a failure...in my view so far...it’s too late for you.” She would scoff towards him, spitting towards the ground in his general direction, a sign of disgust, one common for those with the mind of a true saiyan. If he was wanting to defeat her, these petty attacks weren’t going to cut it, her needed stronger.
WC: 542 Stam: 0/3 -> 1/3 Countered and beam struggled Carva’s energy blast with one of Ash’s own
Carva (79,364) vs Ash (90,000) Ash wins! - 10,636 heading at Carva!
This murderous form, this feeling...it was different. If one were to describe Carva's feelings at this very moment, it would be hard to find the words. Inwardly, his rage was burning. Yet at the same time, he felt cold...not physically. He was cold more to the fact that he could care less whether he hurt or seriously injured the Queen's pet. He'd become a malefic killing machine in the span of a few seconds, his power brimming over not as a flaming aura but a miasma that would create an unpleasant atmosphere for anyone else around. The men inside the room with monitors trembled a bit as the huge Saiya-jin's demeanor had changed. If he killed Ash, would they be next?
So it just so happened that Carva simply threw a weaker ki attack to test his power. He'd never admit it to Ash, but this particular action wasn't so much meant to cause damage, as it was for Carva himself to get a measure of his own power in this altered state. CRASH!!! The attacks collided, making a huge flash of light which would temporarily blind those looking directly at it! As his attack began to lose ground, Carva simply smirked and lowered his arms...allowing the attacks to hit him, creating a large plume of smoke!
The smoke would waft through the air slowly, and Carva would stand there...still standing tall. Slowly, he'd take his first step forward as a God...in his mind anyway. The damage to his body was visible, and he grunted a little bit. "I'll give you this much, Ash. You are as deadly as you are beautiful...though you -are- the strangest creature I've ever encountered. Hrmf." He wringed his wrists, moving closer and closer to Ash, not the least bit intimidated. "I suppose it may be silly to admit this, and I guess it will come off as odd, but I want to show my appreciation for your unlocking of this incredible power..." he tilted his head backwards, eyes flashing red as his smile would fade. If you thought this would be a tender, happy moment, you were wrong. "...by kicking your ass with it, you smart mouthed bitch! Noone disrespects me and gets away with it!"
Fluidly, almost instantly, he lunged forward like a bat out of hell! Ash may have noticed a physical change as the warrior charged headlong, his battle cry like the roar of a lion...his muscles growing huge, red lightning arcing off his form. He'd start the attack with a lightning fast series of punches and kicks, attempting to send Ash into the air with an uppercut, then firing off a barrage of very powerful ki blasts!Pwc: 454 TWC: 2,001
Murderous Rage(EPS+[PT1]Bulking) activated! New PL is 1,814,032/1,247,147!
[OT-2]Devil's Downpour initiated for 907,016 dmg headed at Ash!
Sp: 1/3
Last Edit: Jun 13, 2017 8:30:07 GMT -5 by Carva: Fixed for Ash.
"You claim to know the definition of "pain". Allow me to show you it's true meaning!"- Carva
Post by Cynder(Ash) on Jun 13, 2017 9:31:15 GMT -5
His own blast of ki was no match to her own power. They still weren’t strong enough for her. How disappointing that was indeed. She had accepted these trials simply for someone to provide her a challenge, but this mortal creature’s attacks simply weren’t what she was looking for. He was simply too weak. It was getting to a strong point now of which whether she should just end this now? Start truly going seriously yet? No, she would still give him a chance, but attacks like these simply were not going to cut it. Would he get the hint yet, however? That all of his attacks so far had simply been completely and utterly futile? She wasn’t sure, but frankly, she questioned whether she could even care any longer. In a way, Carva was simply a toy for her right now. One she was simply quickly getting bored of. Boring toys were simply destroyed in the end, after all, thrown out like the pathetic excuses that they were. What more would it be to simply just add one more to that pile?
As he would speak she would fight back a chuckle as he would come closer to her. She hoped that he truly was going to start getting serious and stop with the little kid level attacks. She wanted to see his strongest, see the limits of what he could pull. She wanted to see his full power! Then he did just as expected, this was a fight, she knew a tender moment was to never come, but that didn’t stop her from letting him hit her. As she was uppercutted into the air she continued to smile the whole time. Even as the ki barrage was fired upon her. She stayed waiting however as the smoke cloud faded and she continued to stand seemingly without the slightest hesitation of trouble. Her body somewhat covered in scratches however she just simply brushed them off. “That was quite cute indeed, but sweetie I thought I already told you? If you wish to beat me..you're going to have to be much much stronger than that.” She would say simply with a laugh as she looked at him. Her stamina not even drained the slightest, in fact increasing from stored use! Carva was too soon be in trouble if he couldn’t finish this fight shortly. If she was to get to full power, his chances were going to drop to nil!
“What’s wrong now? Are you still so weak as to be unable to finish me? You can’t even cause me pain...pathetic. More and more glad do I become that knowing all of this will be shown to the Queen, of your foolish weakness. All of this is to be your downfall. All of it will come to the end. Yet for the life of you, you can’t seem to finish me off. Yet the moment I truly go at my full power, you will fall. I’m still holding back only because this isn’t your full power, I want you to truly blow me away with power. I suppose otherwise I must have been right about you being so weak, tsk, maybe we can even keep you as simply a pet for the kingdom.”
WC:596 Tanked Carva’s attack of 907,016 Used PT-1 Gender Rivalry Due to not using any actions this turn, my next turn and thereafter will have a 5% pl bonus to all of my attacks.
Stamina 1/3 -> 2/3
Last Edit: Jun 13, 2017 9:31:56 GMT -5 by Cynder(Ash)
To have this type of power was one thing, but the young hybrid wasn't quite sure of how to fully utilize it. He'd seen so many take on the for of Super Saiya-jin before him, and it seemed like they'd taken to the form like a fish unto the water. Nasu was understandable...he could see why the God King would be able to control his powers as he did. He was seasoned with the ides of war. It occurred to Carva that though he was a born warrior, he didn't have quite the experience his peers did...though he'd been training since the tender age of six.
So he glowered at the monster before him, shaking his head, that telltale tail swaying behind him in frustration. "Shit..." he began to think to himself, anger burning in those red coals for eyes. "...this is great power to have indeed, but what's the point? In this form, this bulked power isn't even doing me any good. There's barely a damned scratch on this demon! She doesn't even look tired. This doesn't make sense, that attack shoulda left 'er laying there, but I can't even feel her power, let alone a change in it!"
"Pft...she's right..." he thought to himself, the least bit of doubt creeping up on the youngster. He had no idea of this this thing's power, but if she could survive his strongest attack...she must be leaps and bounds ahead of him. This only served to anger Carva further, his expression turning into a more hateful glare as he spoke aloud. "I don't know what the hell you are or where the he'll you came from, but this is your first and last mistake. Perhaps my attacks weren't strong enough...maybe you'd like to see my strongest attack...or would you?" He asked, lips curling upwards as he stalled a bit...he couldn't sense her ki, but he could damned sure sense some Saiya-jin, judging from her actions. The snide comments, the spitting on the ground...
Carva steeled himself and stood up, his expression cooling a bit. He needed to be collected and strategic to use this dark power properly, whether he felt the need to go buckwild or not. He first needed to regain his strength, his speed...this was an advantage of his that currently he had hindered by bulking himself. He would make small talk and play to the creature's ego. "You seem...sure...of yourself. Yet, I've never faced anything or anyone like you. I must say that your power is quite intriguing. It must be why the Queen is so interested in you. So...who...and what are you?"
He hadn't taken the time to learn anything of his greatest opponent. As usual...he'd simply rushed into battle headlong, like a raging bull. As he spoke, he slowly began to feel his power being restored...his muscles beginning to relax.Pwc: 488 Twc: 2,489
No action taken as Carva begins to regaining his strength. Also, Bulking will be gone next turn and his defensive PL will have returned.
Sp: 1/3----->2/3
"You claim to know the definition of "pain". Allow me to show you it's true meaning!"- Carva
Post by Cynder(Ash) on Jun 20, 2017 8:55:31 GMT -5
Her power while strong still was nowhere near where she could feel her limits could reach. She could still push herself so much further, yet it seemed with every step further she moved the more and more she began to lose of herself as a mortal. She enjoyed this in a way. Soon no mortal would be able to keep up with her. Soon she would be able to use the very tools they created to turn against them. Did she want to, however? She couldn’t care too much of this universe any longer. She wanted her freedom and quite frankly it was quite obvious she would never receive such here. She could continue to serve them for now, maybe the rest of their lifespans. For as long as they lived, after all, they would still never be able to last as long as her with age. With their limited life spans they did indeed have a limit. A limit that she would gladly exploit in the far far future. Was their power limited while her own? Unlimited in utter potential. Unlimited in pure power. Time was all she needed, time to grow.
“Well I’ve only been telling you this whole time to use your full power now haven't I.” She would say with a smirk as she allowed him to regain his energy. She didn’t have to allow such, but she wanted to see what he could truly toss out. Whether he could prove to be an actual challenge for her or not was currently questionable. In a way she was already getting bored, she was planning to end this fight soon. She just hoped that whatever was to come was to be at least slightly stronger at most. “The answer to your question is simple. I am Ash, once a mere hybrid, now a near-perfect android. The mortal body has its limits, where an android one..well I can just keep improving myself. If I truly wanted to make this fight harder on you...I could have simply done this..” She would say as she would begin to fade from view and she would lightly hover..until eventually..she was invisible completely. Silent as well not daring to speak. She would let this sit for a considerably few minutes before appearing on the other side of the room simply floating in the air as she reappeared in view. “An invisible enemy such a me..with my strength..now you know only the slightest bit of how much I have been holding back.” She would continue to taunt as she watched his movements getting less sluggish. She was still waiting for that full energy, but she already knew...her own batteries were back to full. Now it was only a matter of waiting for him. “Once you are back at full strength, feel free to take the first shot. I do want to see your limit after all..so prove it to me of your strength...or I will destroy you.”
WC: 513 Stamina 2/3 -> 3/3 [/font]
Last Edit: Jun 20, 2017 8:56:50 GMT -5 by Cynder(Ash)
He stared dead on at the Android, his eyes never leaving her as she disappeared. He didn't trust her...she'd traded her soul for power, whereas every single day...he'd scratched for it. Clawed for it. The realization hit him that he was mortal...he was breakable. This frustration would be evident by his furrowed brow and his bared teeth, as if he were baring fangs at GOD. For the first time in his life, the genius of battle had no plan. For the first time in his existence he was facing an enemy he didn't quite understand...for the first time in his life...he wasn't prepared.
His eyes couldn't follow her invisible movement and even as he closed then...he couldn't sense her energy. It was as invisible as she was and he found himself cursing inwardly. "Is this bitch for real? There's no way I can track her movements without seeing her...and she's showing no signs of slowing down. Shit. What can I do? She isn't at all like the 'droids in my training programs...she has a soul...she has a mind. Anger and aggression, neither is working, yet she offers me the first attack? Hrm...maybe that's the problem..."
Carva Heroic Theme
"Hear me now, Ash..." he finally spoke aloud, his energy arcing off of him as sparks of purple lightning, singing the ground beneath his feet. "...while I admire your "great power", there is a huge difference between you and I. You claim to be perfect, or imply so...but I wake up every morning, knowing that I am not perfect. I know I cannot simply walk into a lab and say "make me better", and some fool in a lab coat will install new software to embellish my power. If that's the way you choose to get your power, than so be it...but I will continue to scratch, claw, and train...no matter how bad I ache." He smirked, his own "batteries" recharging, his aura becoming more prevalent as he braced himself. "You will see my true power, and it will be pure. It will be natural, deadly...you claim to be able to destroy me? You cannot kill a legend! By your very nature, you feel no pain...but I'm going to make sure I teach you the definition!"
The warrior braced himself, his energy skyrocketing as he prepared himself. He'd found his way...he had to get ready to go all out, to hit Ash with a blast so powerful that it would do irreparable damage to her systems...he HAD to win!Pwc: 435 Twc: 2,924
Sp: 2/3 ----> 3/3
"You claim to know the definition of "pain". Allow me to show you it's true meaning!"- Carva
Post by Cynder(Ash) on Jul 20, 2017 17:24:44 GMT -5
Her smirk couldn’t help but keep on growing larger and larger as this battle went further and further on. Carva could try to hit her as much as he could, but the consequences were all the same. No matter how much he tried to hurt her. He just didn’t stand a chance. In the end, it was just her and him, all he was, was simply a fool who thought he could stand a chance in her path of power. In her goal of perfection. He could have seen the warnings in the beginning of this fight, but now was all but too late. “You can be as big as you want in your mind, but in reality, you know the truth. Why you do all of this for yourself, simply to get attention for you know that the truth. The truth is while in your mind you see yourself as some big shot, someone people truly look up to. However truly look around, do you really think anyone here respects you? Anyone here would truly give a care on if you were injured or not. Big brutes like you never think of such, in the end when you are dying on the battlefield, then you will see. I can promise you that.” She would say with a scoff, while others had shown to her to actually hold any trait of value, her subject here showed no such traits. This power? Not really anything special, she knew now how to unlock it now thanks to her subject. More likely she could unlock it to any other Saiyan here. With that thought in mind, she could smile. “Face it, you're no special snowflake, Tomina, Queen Kinoko, even some of the fellow brenchians, All of them have shown more interesting things of themselves than yourself. I’ll truly be honest, this fight is boring me now, you are simply too predictable. A bad apple off the tree. I imagine your parents must be glad to be rid of you.” She would leave off a simple breath of silence as she awaited. What she waited for? She didn’t know for sure, retaliation, rebuttal...she didn’t know. This ningen could try his hardest, but truly what more could he say to hurt her? What could he really say to affect her?
“Well now I know you truly are deaf, in the fact that is what makes this even more so pathetic. You are having this much trouble against me, and I’m not even close yet to my perfection. After all “near perfect” not perfect. Your petty insults are so bad that you're simply insulting yourself further and further. The Saiyan scientist, the Brenchian scientist haven’t made me to this point. I made myself to this point. I upgrade myself further and further. My intelligence is rising more and more, faster and faster. The mortal brain processes information by two point two billion, million operations a second. My own has reached six point six billion, million operations a second. For every action you do, I am already preparing to stop it.” She would say floating into the air, a god like a stature held for her as she continued, her eyes stared down towards the inferior mortal. "Carva, once you are broken in mind and body, realizing that no matter what you do can't change your already predetermined fate, only then...will you have my permission to die."
Carva stared at this strange creature before him, slowly shaking his head after what felt like an eternity. To him, as her words ran through his mind, it did indeed feel like forever. He'd hit the android with a few of his best attacks, only to see that nothing seemed to work. Carva's spirit was one filled with true grit, but not even he could find his way out of this one.
He was becoming angry. He was becoming confused. The artificial intelligence exhibited by his training droids were like a child's toy compared to the intelligence exhibited by Ash. <Why is this machine still talking? It's obvious that I can't hurt it. The better question is, why am I wasting my time on such a pointless battle? Since when did I become a guinea pig for washing machines?> he thought to himself, a slight smirk forming on his face.
<Tch. A waste of both time and energy. I'm secure in my honor, but where is her's? Hiding like a coward, constantly bragging about how strong she is, as if she has something to prove.> his brow would furrow thoughtfully, a large hand raising to stroke his chin. <Damn. Is that what I sound like? Like some big headed, holier than thou fool who can talk better than he can fight?> he lowered his head in shame, but not because of anything Ash had accomplished, and he was sure to let her know verbally. "Think you're pretty special, huh?"
His arms would fold across his chest, his breathing beginning to slow. He didn't bother to even look at Ash, his red eyes closed, chuckling with his mouth closed. "You're a fine piece of equipment, I will give you that. But at the end of the day, no matter how perfect you perceive yourself, you are just that. A machine. In this way, you and I..." his hair would blacken and he'd open those dark eyes and stare straight into the eyes of Ash. "...we are a lot alike. Only I am a soldier, and you are a machine. Neither one of us are nothing more or nothing less, so can the "near perfect" bullshit because none of us are perfect."
He turned his back on the android knowing full well that if she were to attack him, there would be others. Others who did respect his skill, his honor...they would murder that fancy refrigerator. "My name is Carva, First Class Elite under the God King Nasu. You? I was sent here to test your skills, so that you may face our enemies." He sneered. "Not that we even need you, Washing Machine. Or do you prefer hair dryer? You are merely a souped up appliance with a lot of bells and whistles, and that is where you and I differ." He looked forward and began to leave the training area, the look on his face saying everything. Carva for one, was unimpressed. At first, he was a bit worried. But now? He dismissed the creature. "I am a Saiya-jin warrior. Half breed...but at least I'm not an idiot who sold his pride, honor, and body for power."
He looked up at the controllers behind the mirror. "Open the door, Cabaga. This test is over, and I'm bored with this slithering pile of metal. "It" passes...if Nasu ever needs an assassin for lower class humans." As the door slid open, Carva simply marched out of the training room like a good soldier. He saw himself in her...and it occurred to him that words? They mean nothing. Actions? They're everything.Wc: 603 Twc: 3,524
Thread Exit, PL, LMB
"You claim to know the definition of "pain". Allow me to show you it's true meaning!"- Carva
Post by Cynder(Ash) on Jul 30, 2017 16:09:22 GMT -5
She watched as he lowered his head in shame, had she already broken him? What a shame as she had been looking into having more fun with this one. Well maybe only a tiny bit, there hadn't been really anything special she had seen so far from him. Nothing that made him stand out from the brutes. However something about this brute, he seemed to be prone to listening in one ear and it going right out the other. "Do I think I'm special? Maybe a bit, after all there is no one like me. Not even in the slightest, my goals, my dreams all are my own. That right there is what makes me special, for they are goals I know no one else shares, for no one on this planet has been through the exact same things as me." Ash would simply respond, wondering firstly why he seemed to only be saying the thing she had pointed out towards him already. 'Is he simply too unoriginal in his thoughts to come up with his own ideas? How boring, and here I thought I held even a shred of dignity for him.'
"Please let me just stop you there before you embarrass yourself further. I'm seriously starting to worry that you are actually deaf? Are you? Do we need to get you checked out by someone? I've already said like three times that I am not perfect yet, close but again not. Big word there I know, not, such a big word if you have trouble wrapping your head around it because it really seems like you do. If you say myself and you are a lot alike then you really are not listening to anything except your own thoughts. I am not fully machine, I never once said that, for while my body is all but machine, my soul still rest inside me. There is nothing between me and you being alike in personality, where I have shown intelligence and cunningness in my actions, you have shown only stupor, where I have kept my cool in my planning, you've reacted with nothing but rage and fury in your endless assaults thrown at me. You saying that we are alike is nothing more but a way for you to try and cope with what you really are, trying to blame someone other than yourself for your mistakes...the funniest thing of all of this is the fact of you thinking you came here willingly, did you not beg to question, why you? Why you when there was so many more options? You were only sent here because I wanted you sent here. Even you know that last bit is a lie, if there was no need for me why would they keep me here alive no? That's the truth of it all, the real difference is that you are expendable, I am not. If I were to die, anger, rage, fear. All of such would occur because no one would have an idea of where I would pop up next. If you were to die, there may be the fewest tears of sadness but like any memory you will fade, as of right now you are only merely a soldier alone here. One with power maybe, but the fact I was the one who awoken your power was what made me all the more valuable. This whole fight was recorded after all remember? You can walk away, but this affects me none, it only affects your reputation, a title now you will forever bare. You may have a rank but that rank is only out shown by what you now are. Carva the Coward, one who runs from a one on one simply because they could not win." They could only give with a scoff, it was Carva's choice on what they did here, walk or fighting never truly mattered, in the end she still won after all, she wasn't the one who had quit the fight, Carva was the one who had failed the test. "Just know, the queen will be more than displeased that you didn't gather all of what my abilities could hold. More mysteries that leaves for me to keep from all of you...and a failure the queen will have to see from this recording. You do remember that don't you? I said so in the beginning that everything here was being recorded. I sure hope you remember, for now everyone will see you for the coward you are. Pride, Honor, and Body, that is where you are wrong, you already sold all of those here in this fight. Body the moment you allowed my words into your mind to unlock your power, Honor the moment you took such a cheated way to unlock it, and pride the moment you walked away from a fight just because you couldn't win. You can't even say your own things without repeating what I had said only a moment ago. While I could just antagonize you for it, it serves so much more to let you live with those in the back of your mind for the rest of your lifespan." She couldn't help however, but do one last thing to prove to Carva to remember, she wasn't a Saiyan fully, honor wasn't something she was born with. It was simply something she saw could be taken advantage of.
"My name isn't Cabaga it's Lettico. I don't take your advice on how it ranks either, from what I can see it easily was able to take on a elite like you. Of course my review doesn't matter, I wouldn't be surprised if the queen disliked this as well, she wanted a full review on the creature's abilities so we wouldn't be lacking in knowledge. You failed us in that Carva." The scientist would simply say having remembered how the Queen reacted to the creature's strange abilities on the mountain. It wasn't his problem any longer, let her review it when she received the footage. Still the scientist could only look into the enclosed room as he watched Ash just sitting there meditating. So strange of a creature, and so many mysteries yet to be revealed...
WC: 1,068 I guess we're ending the thread here, PL + LMB I guess @kinokodelva has permision to know the entirety of this thread due to the mentioning of it being recorded and sent to her in the beginning of the thread
Last Edit: Jul 30, 2017 16:12:39 GMT -5 by Cynder(Ash)
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