Post by Cynder(Ash) on Aug 30, 2017 12:31:13 GMT -5
Her time here had been spent learning through variant experiences, for people were seemingly like pawns, as soon as you moved one it always seemed like you were ready to take such a peace, furthering your chances to strike down the opponent’s king. Her work had truly been put extensively as she pushed further and further to create what she would call a new age for technology, a new period of which none would dream of surpassing. That was why she desired such a thing here, such a dream of perfection. She needed to have the best of the best after all to compete with the best. Now she wouldn’t say she wasn’t a show girl, she was saving her new upgrade for simply when she would begin her attack. Their faces to realizing that she had gained such a strength, it was this very thing she reveled merely in the beauty of. Sometime it really was the tiniest of details that made someone smile. It just happened that this was one of those things.
Having integrated with her ship had proven to be possibly one of the best things she could have done in all honest for everything she could do in her normal body could be done ten times faster in the form of her ship. Entering in to cyberspace was always something of a picky matter, but this was one of those situations that was going to require it. This was most likely the time to discuss the ideology behind cyberspace, for you see the realm of cyberspace exist in a parallel plane to that of the main vision of reality, all cyberspace was, was simply the realm of computers, whenever a machine connected to such a realm they had. In a way it could easily be described as a fourth dimensional plane mixed with the third, three point five in a way. This was out of the importance however, for her main target was the datacore itself. Her own datacore. There was a theory, if this really was a realm that belonged beyond the third dimension, then it was possible she could pull something out of it, beyond that of the third dimension’s current limits..from cyberspace itself!
More and more as she searched cyberspace, the further she scavenged...and then she found it...a bright violet light showing her the truth of her soul search. A single upgrade file existed inside and as she gathered the data and adapted...more and more she absorbed of it...the more and more she realized the truth...she may have had the soul of her once mortal body, but she needed to stop thinking herself as once mortal and now...a true artificial intelligence..her brain was indeed fully mechanical by now, it was all so simple...machines could still have souls..but she was no longer mortal, she could do things no mortal could dream...she was simply what she always doubted fully...She was an Artificial Intelligence. She was the true next race to come, once all the mortals were gone only her race would remain, her race and the other immortals...if alliances could be made then..yes...plans needed to be made.
However something else was here, a new offensive protocol. How interesting indeed...could she possibly unlock for herself a new form of combat intuition? It never could hurt to see, so she did as what would be expected of her. She uploaded it back into her datacore. The surge of information was overpowering. Here she was now with the very information she needed to perfect her arts, to perfect the very movements her original master had failed at. It couldn’t help to really practice with such and see how they worked. After all it never hurt to go into the next battle prepared, especially for god knows what indeed. Out with the old and in with the new they always said. It was a simple matter replacing her original fighting style with this new one. More finesse, more power, it was all the same to her. A steady balance was all that was needed. It seemed to be a steady progress that occurred through time immemorial.
Simple as that she loaded her own virtual arsenal, a room purely for her own training, purely a means for her to achieve what she needed most. Combat efficiency. It was her most lacking trait and frankly if she couldn’t pull off the best offense, she could at least build up a solid defense. It took some getting used to for her virtual body, but she continued repetitively, pushing herself further in this virtual world. All she needed to do was practice and practice until this technique was perfected. It was indeed something quite remarkable she would admit for such primitive technique and style. That wasn’t saying she could derive it into something...more however...only time would tell for what she would be able to do. It was for this reason she continued to smile, smile and grin as she was suddenly awoken from her ‘sleep’.
She could see the beautiful planet below her...it was time to strike. Bless the lonely soul, who would never live once more this day. For soon was the reaping and the burning, today...a planet would die, with merely a smile held alone. All that was simply left? Why just a few more upgrades, after all, she had all the time in the world. That much was quite painfully obvious. Maybe she could improve upon her upgrades even further no? Red like roses will their blood soak this planet, only to be burnt away to a crisp, this planet would fall and from it a new story would rise. The only tip to those on such would be to wait and see. The obvious was not always the main priority. Some things just held their own purposes, their own meanings. It was the way fate had done so many things...what was any different?
WC: 1,008
Learned BG of Ashen Technological Arts
Having integrated with her ship had proven to be possibly one of the best things she could have done in all honest for everything she could do in her normal body could be done ten times faster in the form of her ship. Entering in to cyberspace was always something of a picky matter, but this was one of those situations that was going to require it. This was most likely the time to discuss the ideology behind cyberspace, for you see the realm of cyberspace exist in a parallel plane to that of the main vision of reality, all cyberspace was, was simply the realm of computers, whenever a machine connected to such a realm they had. In a way it could easily be described as a fourth dimensional plane mixed with the third, three point five in a way. This was out of the importance however, for her main target was the datacore itself. Her own datacore. There was a theory, if this really was a realm that belonged beyond the third dimension, then it was possible she could pull something out of it, beyond that of the third dimension’s current limits..from cyberspace itself!
More and more as she searched cyberspace, the further she scavenged...and then she found it...a bright violet light showing her the truth of her soul search. A single upgrade file existed inside and as she gathered the data and adapted...more and more she absorbed of it...the more and more she realized the truth...she may have had the soul of her once mortal body, but she needed to stop thinking herself as once mortal and now...a true artificial intelligence..her brain was indeed fully mechanical by now, it was all so simple...machines could still have souls..but she was no longer mortal, she could do things no mortal could dream...she was simply what she always doubted fully...She was an Artificial Intelligence. She was the true next race to come, once all the mortals were gone only her race would remain, her race and the other immortals...if alliances could be made then..yes...plans needed to be made.
However something else was here, a new offensive protocol. How interesting indeed...could she possibly unlock for herself a new form of combat intuition? It never could hurt to see, so she did as what would be expected of her. She uploaded it back into her datacore. The surge of information was overpowering. Here she was now with the very information she needed to perfect her arts, to perfect the very movements her original master had failed at. It couldn’t help to really practice with such and see how they worked. After all it never hurt to go into the next battle prepared, especially for god knows what indeed. Out with the old and in with the new they always said. It was a simple matter replacing her original fighting style with this new one. More finesse, more power, it was all the same to her. A steady balance was all that was needed. It seemed to be a steady progress that occurred through time immemorial.
Simple as that she loaded her own virtual arsenal, a room purely for her own training, purely a means for her to achieve what she needed most. Combat efficiency. It was her most lacking trait and frankly if she couldn’t pull off the best offense, she could at least build up a solid defense. It took some getting used to for her virtual body, but she continued repetitively, pushing herself further in this virtual world. All she needed to do was practice and practice until this technique was perfected. It was indeed something quite remarkable she would admit for such primitive technique and style. That wasn’t saying she could derive it into something...more however...only time would tell for what she would be able to do. It was for this reason she continued to smile, smile and grin as she was suddenly awoken from her ‘sleep’.
She could see the beautiful planet below her...it was time to strike. Bless the lonely soul, who would never live once more this day. For soon was the reaping and the burning, today...a planet would die, with merely a smile held alone. All that was simply left? Why just a few more upgrades, after all, she had all the time in the world. That much was quite painfully obvious. Maybe she could improve upon her upgrades even further no? Red like roses will their blood soak this planet, only to be burnt away to a crisp, this planet would fall and from it a new story would rise. The only tip to those on such would be to wait and see. The obvious was not always the main priority. Some things just held their own purposes, their own meanings. It was the way fate had done so many things...what was any different?
WC: 1,008
Learned BG of Ashen Technological Arts