Queen Akassa Hattori
Administrator
Queen of the Imperial Saiyan Legion
Long live the Queen.
Posts: 1,151
Base: 209,817
True Power: 419,634
LSSJ: 4,196,340
Zeni: 1,049
Items: Gravity Chamber (100x), Scouter, Senzu Bean ,Senzu Pouch, Deluxe Spaceship, Simulator 2.0
Ally: General Toa: PL - 104,909 True Power: 209,817 Oozaru: 524,542
Ally 2: Raska: PL - 104,909 - Nether State:209,817 - Void State: 1,258,902
Profile Link: Akassa Hattori
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Post by Queen Akassa Hattori on Jul 27, 2014 23:17:09 GMT -5
Through all her years on New Vegeta and serving in its military Akassa had learned to handle herself on the battlefield. Countless hours of training had conditioner her to react naturally in the field, let her instincts take over so she could react without thinking. She was no genius, but the Princess was also no fool and she knew how to strategize on the fly. All of her positive traits, making her one of the most dangerous individuals in the Saiyan military, all had the potential to be eclipsed by the streak of pride that was as prominent as the red streaks in her hair. With ease she could have crushed this woman into the ground, her Oozaru sized fists easily making quick work of the injured girl. Yet, she floated lazily to the side in an attempt to get behind her opponent. She seemed to have the advantage now with the girls legs so badly damaged, but she had to be cautious considering how resilient this one had proven to be thus far.
More to the girl’s side now Akassa pauses for a moment when she speaks, a little surprised to get a response considering how little she had spoken through their match. The answer to her question had the Princess shaking her head.
”Just a girl.” Akassa snorts, knowing it was not the truth. Normal human girls could not take her punches with ease and none of them were tough enough to so easily ignore puncture wounds in their abdomen. Not getting the information she wanted and still unsure of who or what it was she was fighting it was soon revealed she was the only one in this duo that was in the dark. Of course it was not shocking this girl knew exactly who she was now that her real appearance had been revealed, but it was frustrating she had no idea who this woman was. Akassa was after all the eldest daughter of a powerful King; many in the galaxy knew who she was. What was strange about the observation was the question that followed, a question about her father. Eyes narrowed some she was instantly suspicious. Everyone knew that Tsuyo Hattori was the strongest of the Saiyan race, asking Akassa if she was even close to him in power was ridiculous.
”Now why would you care about that? I am your opponent, not him.” Having made her way partially behind her now Akassa comes to a complete stop again, her right hand hanging down and slightly out to the side. Not having much energy left she deactivates the Ha-Ken over her right forearm, channeling the Ki down into her palm. From there it would form a small sphere before starting to spread out, flattening into a disc. The progress was slow, but then again she wasn’t really in a rush. Where was the wounded female going to go?
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Post by Man on Jul 28, 2014 8:46:32 GMT -5
The saiyan woman drifted in the air, gradually steering her beaten body towards the back of the android. Zero gazed, choosing not to waste any energy trying to keep himself facing his opponent. Akassa scoffs at his previous remark; of course she wouldn't buy such a poor lie. Who would believe he was 'just a girl'? He wasn't even female. The android began taking note of his condition, in order to find out what he could and couldn't do. The hatch in his red jacket had been jammed long ago by the saiyan's claw technique, the circuits sparked and flashed, the cannons installed in them were out of his reach for the remainder of their squabble. There was also a gaping hole in his stomach, where those same claws had punctured his skin, red liquid oozed from the wound and stained the little clothing his simulated form had left. He couldn't feel pain, but that didn't mean his body was functioning at peak condition. There were severed connections within him which made it difficult to command his body. Model Zero twitches as electric currents spark like a whip, his body seeming to almost quiver in fear, but it was nothing of the sort.
His right arm hung loosely while his left was propped on the large boulder supporting him, without it he would not be able to effectively stand. Pieces of armor had fallen off and degraded throughout their battle. Zero scanned over the woman one more time as if to make sure that her strength had not dwindled. It hadn't. There were fluctuations, signs of struggle, but she was able to sustain her power and even now one of her claws morphed into a sphere of energy she now molded in her hands. The ball swirled, stretching as it rotates slowly around the palm of her hands. It's distinct buzz hummed in the air. Zero stowed away his saber and his right collapsed, receding into his wrist. The cannon installed under it free to use when needed, but he doubt Hell's Flash could do anything about that odd technique of hers while their power levels were so different.
"Is that not something people ask?" He wondered. Zero thought his question was perfectly fine. Being the Princess of New Vegeta and eldest daughter of the King, there was sure to be much curiosity among foreigners.
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Queen Akassa Hattori
Administrator
Queen of the Imperial Saiyan Legion
Long live the Queen.
Posts: 1,151
Base: 209,817
True Power: 419,634
LSSJ: 4,196,340
Zeni: 1,049
Items: Gravity Chamber (100x), Scouter, Senzu Bean ,Senzu Pouch, Deluxe Spaceship, Simulator 2.0
Ally: General Toa: PL - 104,909 True Power: 209,817 Oozaru: 524,542
Ally 2: Raska: PL - 104,909 - Nether State:209,817 - Void State: 1,258,902
Profile Link: Akassa Hattori
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Post by Queen Akassa Hattori on Jul 29, 2014 23:34:56 GMT -5
It was over, yet the girl would not yield. Snorting again at the next question, Akassa had no intentions of answer it. The mystery of whoever or whatever this woman was had begun to annoy the Princess and she was growing tired of this game. If she had just given her name when she had been asked she might have been spared the fate she was about to suffer. Of course she still had the ability to end the simulation and save herself, but that was up to her. This fight was over.
Arm still extended behind her, the disc she had been forming her hand had now expanded to a two foot diameter, the whirling energy humming slightly as it spun. It wasn’t her fastest attack or her most complicated, but it was one of her most deadly. Judging how heavily the girl seemed to be leaning on the boulder to remain on her feet, she was not going to be dodging the blast. When it came down to it, Akassa didn’t care if she did. Should the girl be cut into two pieces or end the simulation, it was a victory for the Princess. The pride that nagged at her was what forced her to go to such lengths in something that was supposed to be nothing more than a training session. While Ivan and the Doctor had learned about a potential way to bait the Princess, they would also be learning how deadly she could be. Had this been a real fight, their precious android would have been reduced to scrap metal.
”I am done with you.” Right arm snapping forward she launches the silver disc towards the girl. Positioned slightly behind her opponent the Kienzan was going to strike the boulder that she was leaning on, but it didn’t matter. Upon touching the rock it would expand to cleanly cut through it and continue on its way towards the girl. Should it contact the aggravating woman it would do the same, slicing the woman in half at the waist. Akassa was the stronger fighter and this was going to prove it.
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Post by Man on Jul 31, 2014 23:45:12 GMT -5
The saiyan woman emits a sound Zero identified as a snort. It seemed his question was not that nonchalant as he thought it was. The android thought he could extract information from the woman if he instigated a seemingly harmless conversation, however, it proved to be far more difficult than he thought. The Princess was very cautious and the slightest mention of her father caused suspicion. The android couldn't think of any way to ask her any further without potentially blowing off their cover. He could sense Ivan staring at them from the monitor, biting his tongue, urging him with every cell of his being as if he could send a telepathic message to the android through sheer will. Regardless, the woman would not hear another word.
”I am done with you.”
Zero had been keeping his eye on that odd technique she was molding. The disc swirling in her hand expanded two feet in diameter, humming and twirling, Zero knew she was just about ready to unleash it and he had no idea what it would do, he could only make educated conclusions based on its shape and behavior. The roughed, saw-like edges gave him a vivid picture of what was about to happen -and although he was not as helpless as he appeared, he was not in the condition to successfully dodge the attack. The android supported himself on the boulder, but it was a ploy to hide his true intentions. His hand had retracted into his wrist and allowed him access to the hidden cannon, which was waiting for just the right moment.
Then, Akassa snapped her right arm forward, launching the silver disc towards him at full speed. The technique itself was relatively slow and easy to evade if the android were in different circumstances, but his only choice now was to confront it. Zero traced the saucer-shaped attack as it approached until he was ready. The breeze blew as the tension increased in the air, the little clothes left on his simulated and womanly body flutter. Now! Turning on his heels, Zero lets go of the boulder and spins with his arm locked and aimed at the disc slicing through the air. However, there was something wrong, his body froze as if every joint suddenly became rusted and he stood motionless in a defenseless position. Upon touched the rock before him, the disc expands and cuts cleaning through the hard rock. Ivan slams his hands on the table as he watches, flabbergasted by the extent to which this 'spar' had gone. This was the second saiyan encounter, and both times, they proved to be reckless and unpredictable creatures with no reasonable ground to their madness. He simply taunted the blue-haired saiyan, Champion of the Galactic Tournament, and the fiend went and demolished his entire lab with some weird electromagnetic wave. Now, just by asking the wrong question, Princess Akassa Hatorri of the Saiyan Empire, she unleashes a deadly attack. If Zero were another person, he would have died during a damned simulation.
"Beast!" The scientist uttered with distaste. How far would a saiyan go, how barbarous they were to be so quick to end another's life. She was the epitome, the very reason why the Model Zero was created and why Ivan was so bent over annihilating them from the face of the universe. With great power comes great responsibility, and -as one who had been abused by those of power, he could not allow such an abomination to continue existing. Long ago, Saiyans were known for exterminating inhabitants from their own planets, genocide, just so they could sell that planet to the highest bidder. How long before they returned to their olden ways? Not too long apparently, for this woman had just demonstrated to them that their evil and putrid souls could never be saved. They were far too powerful, far too destructive, far too willing to use that power in order to gain control. They were given another chance to live thanks to science, and Ivan would make sure they would perish with the power of science, so science could make amends for its mistakes and cleanse its bloodied hands from the catastrophe it has allowed to draw breath once more. The scientist's balled hands were clenched tightly against the table, his body tense, his teeth grinding, his red skin slowly turning purple with repulsion.
Zero was struck. The razor-shape energy disc Akassa launched, pierced cleanly through him and cleaved his abdomen apart. His eyes cranked wide open. Something very weird was happening. Falling, it felt as though time had slowed down just for him. The simulator was having trouble maintaining his appearance and the image of a girl flickered like a dying light-bulb, revealing glimpses of a lithe man with long golden hair and brown eyes so dark they looked black. His was was covered in a black, skin-tight suit, a red jacket, a red helmet, arm and leg bracers. The simulated switched rapidly between the fictional alter ego chosen by the program, and the actual image of the man Akassa was fighting. He felt a blot gather in his throat -an unpleasant occurrence, as it became too much to hold and his gritted teeth parted ways. From his bowels, a gush of red liquid was ejected from his throat and allowed to stain the scorching ground as he finally fell on his back. Static surged throughout his body, sparking like whips from his circuits. He felt a paralyzing, debilitating sensation that coursed throughout his entire body. Gore spilled from the wound, where his pelvis used to be, and he watched with utter confusion, trying to understand what was happening as he observed the other half of his body twitching from afar. The sensation reached a point where he was forced to rest his head on the ground, his mouth trembles and eyes squint tightly, his head jerks up as if it would lessen the concentration of that blasted sensation.
"A-agh!" he finally managed, groaning, another fruitless effort to minimize it. There was no reasonable or scientific procedure, his body just did as it felt it should. For the first time, he realized something was inside his body, because he could feel it shifting in him and crying from the top of its lungs. His body would shake vigorously, he would cough, and every time he moved the odd sensation only intensified beyond measure and his groans soon transformed into screams. There was no explanation to what was occurring, he had not known this strange phenomenon -or rather, he thinks he hasn't. There were only two entities which have caused the android to scream. IIshavoh, the bio-android who severed one of his arms and ripped it apart; and Conri Lane, the animal who unleashed his electromagnetic wave upon him during one of their 'innocent' test fights. However, Ivan had erased those memories of intense emotion, something Zero knew not what it was. But as he continued to suffer, as his mind raced and searched for a name, a verb, an adjective, something to identify these symptoms, he could only think of one word -a word he himself knew not exactly what entailed, a word thought to be impossible for androids to experience, a word like... Pain...
"It hurts!" he exclaimed. His screams shrieked through the mountain range, a voice one would have never expected from someone as quiet as him. "It-" he coughs. "H-h," he stutters. "Hu-aghrts" he chokes and another wave of blood and gore rush through his trembling lips. "Ivan...!" he called out to the sky, his eyes still closed shut as he attempted to cope with the pain as best as he could. Questions rising in his mind. His master had told him an android could not feel these mortal sensations. Ivan had told him he was immune to what they knew as pain, yet, although he did not understand the concept himself, the word seemed to fit very closely; for although he himself had not experienced it before, he had witnessed it many times. He had seen it everywhere he goes, every time he strikes his enemies, every time he struck Akassa, he saw the trace of pain in their faces. The same tears that now stream down his face, although he was not supposed to have any lacrimal glands, the same droplets of liquid that he had observed crawling down other's faces, the exact same ones now caressed his own skin and it was perhaps the most soothing part. It touched his lips and it was sour. Was this how it felt? Is this how pain felt? How it tastes? Is this how his actions affects others? Is this what he does to people?
The android bury's his fingers into the ground. "I-Ivan..." he continued, "Ivan!"
Finally, with no other choice, a voice booms from the heavens as if god were speaking down on them through a microphone. "Zero! Stop fooling yourself! You cannot feel pain, it's impossible!"
"B-but..." he tried to reply, but his body felt much too weak. His voice cracked at the attempt. He tried again, but it seemed to fade into the wind as his breath escaped him.
"Zero, listen to me!" Ivan boomed once again, but the android didn't seem to heed his words. He still had that pained expression on his face, and his body was still shivering, paralyzed and pinned to the ground as though a divine force had staked him to it.
"Zero!" he repeated. No answer.
"Zero!"
The scientist's voice continued to thrum in the android's mind, and although he tried to listen, the voice only grew fainter and fainter, muffled by the noise in his mind until it was completely blocked out and he was no longer able to hear anything.
Then... the jewel on the androids head began to glow an eerily teal hue, his eyes spread wide open, also glimmering teal. With his golden hair, he resembled a warrior Akassa would soon recognize as she ascends to greater heights in the near future, but for the time being it was nothing but a myth unknown to either of them. A split second of complete silence, and the android began to yell from the top of his lungs; a shock wave ripples through the air, cracking the rock under him and blowing it away. Powerful whirlwinds expel from his body and the sky was drowned by his screams and shouts of complete agony. "What!?" the scientist exclaimed, staring at the screen as the entire battlefield was ransacked and driven by Model Zero's mere shout. The android had untapped a power unknown and it frightened him. Glancing at the meter beside him, his eyes widen as the android's power-level ascends to what had been thought to be his limit. Model Zero's energy signature literally skyrocket past its full power, the numbers rising rapidly with every second that passed.
"Zero, control yourself!" Ivan exclaimed, but the android would not listen, the scientist's voice was overwhelmed by Zero's shout of pain and the mountains that collapsed under its very pressure.
Suddenly, the screams stop. Model Zero, still vibrating with the teal hue that marked his new power, looked at the saiyan woman and raised his arm at her. His hand had retracted inside his wrist a long time ago to grant him access to the cannons hidden inside and now it was aimed towards the Princess. His power-level finally reached what appeared to be its peak, electrical currents sparking throughout his body; a moment later, the screams start over as a beam of energy bursts through his wrist, breaking the sound barrier it burrows towards Akassa with incinerating heat emanating from it. It's roar loud enough to dampen even Zero's screams. Perhaps, his power still wasn't enough to fatally injure the saiyan woman. Perhaps, this was all a waste of energy. But it was definitely a surprising moment for the scientist that peered through the monitor, because the android had broken the barriers of science and reached uncharted territory which could not be explained by any logical means. This was exactly what he sought to harness. That same ability which allowed mortals to inexplicably heighten their strengths beyond its limits; yet, he could not understand the hidden variable that played into the grand scheme of it all. He could not understand the biological force that triggered this, his eyes could not see that the power displayed had come from the android's soul. It was... his Life Force.
[1 Life Force used, Charge Level 2, PL Unknown because we didn't lock it but it shouldn't cause much damage to Akassa]
(I probably didn't use the Life Force correctly but hopefully, because this is a training thread and there's no actual danger, I wont have to make any drastic changes?) xP
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Post by Lord Zasham on Aug 4, 2014 22:24:00 GMT -5
Pardon the interjection but I would like to point out that life force was in fact incorrectly used. As you said it is a training thread, so it is up to Akassa to allow this, as it seems to go hand and hand with Man's character development. Moves cannot use life force unless they were created for that purpose, or that ability was tiered onto an existing tech. Also you can jump from 1 to 3 for 2 charges or 3 to 5 for 3 charges, but not from nothing to 2 for 1. Refer to the thread regarding Life Force for further clarification dragonballawakening.proboards.com/thread/640/life-force(You could spend a tech slot to tier Life Force onto Hell's Flash. In this case it would not effect the charge, as there wasn't an existing one. It would give the attack a boost above other uncharged standard attacks, though not quite to the Master level.)
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Queen Akassa Hattori
Administrator
Queen of the Imperial Saiyan Legion
Long live the Queen.
Posts: 1,151
Base: 209,817
True Power: 419,634
LSSJ: 4,196,340
Zeni: 1,049
Items: Gravity Chamber (100x), Scouter, Senzu Bean ,Senzu Pouch, Deluxe Spaceship, Simulator 2.0
Ally: General Toa: PL - 104,909 True Power: 209,817 Oozaru: 524,542
Ally 2: Raska: PL - 104,909 - Nether State:209,817 - Void State: 1,258,902
Profile Link: Akassa Hattori
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Post by Queen Akassa Hattori on Aug 4, 2014 23:27:18 GMT -5
Ivan had no idea. Akassa was soon to be the strongest Saiyan in over 1000 years. If he believed she was a monster now than what would he think of her actions when she found out the truth of her mother’s fate? The Saiyan race had a history of violence; even its heroes that had fought for the greater good had won peace through bloodshed. When science had gathered the DNA from various families of Saiyan decent it had been able to recreate the lost race. Centuries had past sense its time had ended for the first time, the percentage of Saiyan left in anyone with Saiyan heritage almost non-existent, yet the genetic traits had remained. Hidden in that DNA was the thick black hair of their race, the muscular builds that allowed them to become some powerful warriors and the tails that allowed them to access their impressive Oozaru forms. Within that genetic material had also been the aggressive streak the race naturally had, the pride that forced them to fight in an attempt to best all met. That Saiyan ego was perhaps no more evident than in the royal family.
Although they were not as blood thirsty as they had once been, neither did they shy from combat. To varying degrees the ruling family of New Vegeta embellished their pride. For many years Ninjin had been the worst offender, the selfish Prince looking for nothing more than ways to prove his superiority to all others. His arrogance had even eclipsed that of the King, Tsuyo one of the most powerful fighters in the known Universe. Slowly the Prince had been switching places with the Princess, her continued failures and poor treatment driving her to become more aggressive. Ninjin on the other hand started to see the error in his ways. This sparring session was a perfect example of how much colder Akassa had become the female not afraid to send such a lethal attack at her opponent. Part of her had expected the girl to end the simulation, the most logical way to protect herself, but another part of her could have cared less if she did. In her mind it was the girls fault should she not understand her weakness and end the fight.
The neutral expression on Akassa’s face did not change in the least as the android turned on her, confident she had the strength left to handle anything the girl might throw her way. Even as the battered woman turned with her arm raised the Princess made no movement, casually floating in the air now that she had thrown her Kienzan. It was curious that the woman did make no attempt, but perhaps she had realized that she was doomed. Not able to move, just like Akassa had expected, she was trapped in the discs path just as the boulder was. The rock didn’t slow the technique in the least, the solid stone sliced in half with ease. That instant was the last moment the girl was going to have to save herself and she failed to utilize it.
Her Kienzan struck the girl just above her waist, cutting through what looked like soft flesh with ease. Having defeated opponents with this attack before she knew the amount of blood and gore that it could spill on the battlefield, never mind the screams that always follow. Being cut in half was a painful death and one that was not instant. Depending on the amount of oxygen in the brain an individual could remain conscious for 30 seconds or so even as their body died. After that they could even remain “alive” for 2-5 minutes before they were completely gone. What never happened though was the strange flicking of different bodies that did when this girl was hit. Of course Akassa understood the woman had been a simulated avatar of who the true fighter was, but it was surprising to see what appeared to be a male figure taking shape as the image faded, sparks mixing in with the blood that flowed from him.
For this first time in their fight her opponent seemed to truly feel what was happening, screaming out in reaction to his divided body. Soon he was calling out to a man Akassa did not know, her eyebrow shifting up some as the whole scene was quite puzzling. Until now she had wondered if the creature truly felt pain, there was no denying it now, the frantic tone to his voice making it evident he could feel. The second time he called out to whatever entity he was seeking, it responded.
The loud voice coming from “far” above did not seemed concerned with the state which this man was in, reassuring him that he could not feel pain when he so clearly could. Unsure of what to say or do the Princess simply watches and listens; a bit curious once more as to whom she was up against, the answer seeming to be plural now. Whoever this second man’s voice was, he was not getting through to his companion.
Unable to comprehend what had happened to him the creature suddenly screamed out, no coherent words this time as a shockwave of power accompanies the yell. Arms lifting to her chest, the Princess weathers the wave of energy just fine, only shoved slightly back through the air. Blinking several times she looks to the man once more as his screaming stops. Seeing his arm lifting from the ground she then notices the shockwave had not been some sort of attack itself, but a result of his new power level. The level did not remain for long though, a blast firing from what looked like a cannon where his arm should have been. Arms already raised, thankfully, she takes the charged blast full on. The blast detonates as it hits her, enveloping her floating frame in a ball of burning energy.
Several seconds later the energy dissipates, the smoking Princess still holding her ground. With her outfit in similar condition compared to what Zero’s simulation had just been wearing Akassa glares at him. Even after being cut in half this one could still fight! Fine, let them see how well he might continue when it was his skull that had been split in two. Attempting to call on what energy she had left, the Princess’ right arm extends to the side again. Set in the same position it had been for her first Kienzan as energy began to flow down her arm. All those who had witness the previous one would easily be able to see she was preparing it again. Like before the ball of Ki flattens into a blade, forming to a thin disc that sports a keen edge. With the Kienzan starting to whirl Akassa doe not even let it reach its full speed before throwing it forward, aimed directly for the androids head.
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Post by Man on Aug 5, 2014 23:46:11 GMT -5
His hands raced over the keyboard in a frenzied manner. Smoke seemed to rise as the pen was steered across the page without breaks. Ivan was writing down every variable that displayed in the battle and wrote them into an equation only he could decipher. With the speed he wrote, they would seem to others as hieroglyphs. But finally they were witnessing the sort of power he wished to harness; however, it was all by mistake so he needed to make sure he recorded everything so next time they can call upon that power. Model Zero did not have any charging capabilities. His techniques and his cannons were to launch immediately, yet he had found a way to heighten his power-level beyond its limits. "Damnit!" The scientist cursed at the air as he crumpled the paper aside and started anew on a fresh piece. Then, he did it again. It didn't matter how he wrote it, none of it made sense, none of it added up. Could he dare give credit to a divine force? Nay! He thought. If a sentient being truly existed, why waste their miracles on something so mundane as this? Why them? It was impossible; then again, this was also mathematically impossible and yet it was.
"Don't worry," The Doctor pitched in from behind. Ivan quickly turned and looked at his reptilian colleague, his gaze questioning how the doctor could possible utter such words. Did he not know that this was the key to their success? Did it not faze him -just a little- that the android had used a power not within his reserves? That his once stable and definite strength had been surpassed in an instant and brought the foundations of Ivan's beliefs to shackles? How could he say 'don't worry'? The scientist's shocked stare only ceased with the Doctor's following words. "I had been recording the fight."
Ivan sighs and sinks deep into his chair as if stress had been lifted from his shoulders. "You should have started with that..." he said. The Doctor grins, scratching his head.
Back in the battlefield, Zero's Hell's Flash roared through the air and rocked the simulated mountain range. Plateaus and bluff collapse under the intense pressure emanating from the android's devastating blast. His scream reverberated through the valleys, but even that was muffled by the blasts granular drum. The clamor was like that of a waterfall, or a torrent of incandescent water rumbling from its core. The land, anything near it disintegrated and blown away. Even Zero's aching body was displaced slightly back against the force of his own energy wave, his body would drag on the dirt. Zero's eyes continued to resonate with the crystal on his forehead, glimmering that teal glow. His teeth clenched and grind against each other, the sharp pain he had been forced to endure was momentarily numb and no longer hindering him, but he still screamed none-the-less.
Akassa Hattori did not move. The tumultuous energy wave zeroed in on her and she took it head on. The blast convoluted into an all out explosion that leveled the battlefield in its magnificent glory and flattened any protruding rocks. The wind rushed vibrantly and full, pushing Zero away as his body drags on the dirt, leaving indented trails of his presence. His golden hair flaunts about, whipping at his face with all the ferocity of his power. Smoke clouds rose high into the sky, rolling over to form a tree-like shape with a band of steam enclosing around it. Yellow and red flames burned at its core. Zero's power began to dwindle soon after, the teal hue in his eyes and crystal flicker and fade, returning him to his dark brown eyes. His head falls limp on the soil below him as he waits for the explosion to die out.
Before long, the gust of wind subsided and a cloud of dust overtook the skies. However, Zero already knew the result. She was alive. He could see her unchanging power displayed on the corner of his blood-shot eyes. He lift his head to meet her gaze by the time the mist dissipated. Her black silhouette emerged and her face revealed, he grimaced. Zero clenched his teeth and gripped the ground with his free hand, sinking his fingers into the dirt. Despite all his bravado and the show of lights and unprecedented power, it was nothing but child's game to the saiyan woman and he mocked him and everyone involved in his creation with her nonchalant presence floating in the air as if a fly had run into her windshield. Her clothes were mostly burnt off and reduced to ashes by the incinerating blast. The princess's exotic and curvaceous figure exposed, the bare minimum covered her most intimate regions. Regardless, the sensual image was lost on both Ivan and the android as one was a machine and the other was like a machine. The Doctor, Ivan's trusted colleague, was a different story. Blushing, the lizard turned from the screen and searched for menial tasks to distract him from the fallout of this battle.
The saiyan extends her right arm to the side again, similar to how it had been before. "No," Ivan thought. "She couldn't be..." She was truly trying for the android's life. Another disc-shaped structure buzzed in her palms, whirling around with its sharp edges to take another chunk off Zero's ailing body. The android could still unleash more energy blasts her way, but what was the point? He was done trying to challenge the numbers. He knew full-well that numbers dictated the battle. From the moment he stepped into the simulator, he knew how it would end. -Well, he knew he would lose. He didn't know he would by lying on the ground with half his body split apart and feeling all these weird sensations which did not make sense. The woman was silent. Her gaze was fierce. And she gave no warning, no last words, she simply prepared the next batch and sent it soaring through the air. The disc was heading straight for his head, and although he could just stop the simulation with a single word, something in him stopped him. For some reason, he could not give the order. There was a mysterious force that held his tongue still, all he could do was close his eyes, cover his head with his forearm, and hope for the best.
The energy disc technique had only been inches from his face before it all suddenly vanished in one fell-swoop. The android curiously and reluctantly opened his eyes, surprised that nothing had happened to him. Suddenly, he was back in the white, dome-shaped chamber he was so accustomed to. The saiyan woman was gone, her technique was gone, the only thing left to acknowledge she was ever there were the pair of legs lying at the far side of the room -having been blown away by his own technique, and the freshly made scratch on the bracers in his arm, which were made by the mere proximity of Akassa's kienzan. Finally, the android allowed himself to relax, succumbing to the increased gravity that had been constant throughout the entire fight. His eyes slowly closed, his vision shifting between various scenes. First, he thought he had seen Ivan standing over him, but it was blurred. He blacked out. Then, he could hear his remains being transported on a cart, feint voices speaking of him. Blacked out. Next thing he knows, the android awoke again for a brief moment to find himself submersed in green liquid, enclosed in a cylindrical tank and mechanical arms manned remotely from the outside were working on his floating pieces and putting him back together.
"So, are you going to do it?" The Doctor's voice. Ivan mumbled in return, unsure of what they should do next. They were standing side by side, overseeing the operation as they contemplated as to what they should do. The scientist's hands balled into a tight fist of frustration.
"I'm not sure..." he responded.
"But you said it yourself, Model Zero must not be made aware of his individuality."
"-but what if we were wrong?" Ivan protested, questioning the rules he had set himself. "You saw how he performed against the saiyan. We finally have it within our grasps and you just want to throw it all away? Maybe... maybe what we're looking for is just too complex to be defined by cold numbers..."
"Are you listening to yourself," the lizard snapped. It was a rare sight, as The Doctor was always a quiet and shy being of few words. "You know what happened last time. Besides, what happened to the man who believed science can do anything? The entire Omega Collective serves as a homage to our technological advances. Allow the android to remain and all of our plans will go down the drain. He is too unpredictable!"
"Perhaps you're right..." Ivan succumbed. The truth was, Ivan was frightened by the power Zero had demonstrated. He was afraid they could lose control. They did not like that unpredictability, they wanted to harness that power -but make it an extension from which they could unleash at will, not some random and in-cohesive phenomenon that only occurs once a blue moon. The verdict had been decided and Model Zero's eyes would close, sealing away the memories of pain throughout his fight with Akassa Hattori. Ivan and The Doctor had done this a number of times before and it was their way of keeping a tight eye on the android, to make sure he remained in their control and would not rebel. As far as Zero knew, he had never experienced the tears running down his face when the kienzan split his body in half.
Ivan walked towards an odd machine with two gaps big enough to hold hands. Within those gaps, there was a translucent green goo in which the scientist submerged his hands.
[PL + 20x Gravity + Simulator + I had my weights for a short while, dunno if it will affect the gains any xP]
New Ability Hell's Flash can now use Life Force.
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Queen Akassa Hattori
Administrator
Queen of the Imperial Saiyan Legion
Long live the Queen.
Posts: 1,151
Base: 209,817
True Power: 419,634
LSSJ: 4,196,340
Zeni: 1,049
Items: Gravity Chamber (100x), Scouter, Senzu Bean ,Senzu Pouch, Deluxe Spaceship, Simulator 2.0
Ally: General Toa: PL - 104,909 True Power: 209,817 Oozaru: 524,542
Ally 2: Raska: PL - 104,909 - Nether State:209,817 - Void State: 1,258,902
Profile Link: Akassa Hattori
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Post by Queen Akassa Hattori on Aug 6, 2014 23:37:53 GMT -5
Akassa had killed before; it was not something she was uncomfortable with. For this reason she did not even flinch as the disc sailed for its target, the creatures head. Whatever this man was, whether it was flesh or metal, she figured that cutting its head in two was just as fatal. Blinded by her pride she only cared to prove herself the true victor, defeating her opponent completely no matter what was necessary. Eyes glancing up to the simulated sky she hoped whoever it was that had spoken to this Zero before was still watching, wanting them to bear witness as well. Normally she cared little for any spectators to her fights, yet the voice had seemed to be in charge of her opponent in a way, the commanding tone suggesting more than just supporting his cause. He would be the surviving witness to the power of Akassa Hattori.
With his legs gone the blonde fighter no longer had the option to move aside, his arm lifting in a pathetic attempt to block the attack. Had he not seen how easily the technique had cut through the boulder and his torso moments before? An arm was nothing more than an annoyance for the attack. In the end all it might achieve was more pain, the man suffering the severing of his own forearm before the disc split his head in two. In the back of her mind she began to wonder if the simulation might end with her opponent’s death. Her experiences had always been with simulated opponents and the sessions had always ended at her verbal request, so perhaps she would be left floating in complete silence once the deed was done. A small smile curling onto her lips the Princess watches, the expression not lasting long as the simulation abruptly ends with her kienzan having just made contact with his arm.
While anger might have been the reaction one expected to see from Akassa, she instead smiles wide. She had won, like she had known from the very beginning. With the joint simulation cancelled she was no longer standing in the vast expanse of broken rock and fracture ground, but in her gravity chamber. The aftermath of their battle was gone; the mountains their clashing powers had level never having technically existed. The dark sky that had hung above them was gone, the moonless dome replaced by the tiled ceiling of her chamber. Blood splattered and pooling in various spots of the chamber was the only evidence that there had been a fight at all. Floating on her end of the connection she knew all the blood was hers, her various wounds still dripping as she hung in the air.
Glancing down at her own body she realizes for the first time what little remained of her original outfit, the Princess caring little for her modesty when locked in combat. If the situation led to it, Akassa had no qualms about fighting in the nude, as long as she came out the victor. Of course that didn’t mean she would not soon replace her outfit, but only because the fight was done. Dropping down towards the floor her booted feet set down as she deactivates her bukujutsu, the Princess immediately dropping to a knee.
With a groan escaping her lips she drops a hand to the ground to support herself, the condition her body was in hitting her hard now that her blood no longer pumped so furiously. The effects of her weights had made that fight much more challenging than it should have been, never mind the wounds she sustained. Spitting once, she felt the modified gravity.
”Resolute….deactivate the gravity.” As always the AI responds quickly, a sigh coming from the kneeling female as the gravity returns to normal. Despite all her confidence and bravado before, this fight had been tiresome, pushed her body. That is what she had wanted, to increase her strength and test her skills. Winning was an added bonus, the Princess not having won a sparring match in some time. This was only the beginning. (PL please, gravity and regular weights in effect since I had them way back when this started! They are also halved because I am over 100k base now. BOOOOOO! Lol)
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Post by graderr on Aug 8, 2014 20:46:24 GMT -5
Man: 9,687 pl awarded Akassa: 9,456 pl awarded
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Post by Lord Zasham on Aug 22, 2014 20:11:30 GMT -5
Technique approved.
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