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Post by Maya on Jan 15, 2015 4:22:04 GMT -5
Vision, sights, new colors, filled its eyes, wonderful? Frighting? It was hard to explain what went through its mind, she was one, yet not the same at all. Barley a day had passed since M1Y1 arrived on its new world, so many things where new to it, tangible ideas, non-tangible, people, life, it swarmed around M1Y1, sensors set to max every drop of information was worth a nugget of gold. It knew not what it was searching for, only but to search, it now had a new form, no longer was it a mass of swirling liquid, a seemingly lifeless blob that lay stricken on the hard ground, it had legs, mobility, able to set out and find... find what... it did not know what it was here for. The drive to know pushed it, wandering around the world's surface until its new found eyes saw something new. Unlike the worn lands around it, unlike the tall colorful bushy organisms that stood from the soil, they where different, they lacked luster, dully shining from the lights in the sky... they were out of place... cold, hard, seeming untouched by the forces around it... what were they? Friend? Foe? Something else entirely? Answers it sought, though it had no idea of what might be laying in wait ahead, these lands were fresh, only strange thoughts from who she now resided in, tall structure, more like her, thousands? More? The blurry shapes fuzzed like trying to see through water, distorted to her mind; the lonely voice of a woman called from deep inside, fading in and out like an echo through the mountains.
M1K1 had been programed with its own set of innate abilities, ones displaying force if threat levels were to increase and tools in which to defend itself if combated against those that out paced her form, having only been a live for less than a few weeks it was still new to the scene of life and was unsure of how to adjust to new information and situations, almost like a child, though with her powers it was a dangerous combination. It feared little, only seeing the world as black and white, what was and what was not, living or dead, there was nothing in between, threatening mannerisms would lead to a hell fire upon it target, there was no malicious just the need to preserver ones own existence. Staring at the city from the distance, it was action of curiosity took her mind over, not like a virus which demanded it obey but a will of sorts, the want to know, find, learn pulled at it, a new task for it to under go, there was no tell just what might be found.
Powering its body up the deep seeded jets planted inside M1Y1's legs ignited to life, one with such little experience in flight would think such a task would be hard to over come, even master but within a second it was aloft, floating high above where it once stood. From its first take off there was something... magical? The word was there in her thoughts though it was uncertain whether or not the term was correct, the pieces of it, new and old where difficult to calibrate, as if trying to complete a jigsaw puzzle with the lights off, only using ones one sense of judgment and touch to make out what the picture might look like. Its new form while well equipped to its new needs was... difficult, it gave it lift, movement but arose with just an many issues as before, having only ever been a orb of silver mass the new body was taking time to adjust to, there was a clear line of what was and what used to be, trying to fight it out of the body, like T-cells attacking virus but there was little point in the action. The body belonged to it now, force was needed, its mission... learning had to be completed regardless of what came into her path.
Shaking off the thoughts that plagued her body M1Y1 shifted its focus back to the towering objects off in the distance, powering itself up as much as its cells would allow, it jetted off away from the fields towards the new found world around it, first stop, whatever it was that lay before it. Streaks of silver light flowed about in its wake like a boat on water, leaving a trail in which ever direction it chose to take, breaking off from the direct path was a pointless detour leaving a clear path behind it as it went. Soaring across the lands below the objects seem to grow larger in size, though it was only its perspective that changed in reality, soon more details came to it eyes, glints of light, movement, sound, it was unlike those it had heard before, different, noisy, dirty, almost unnatural, almost as if another world from where it had been before.
Same? No.... Cold. Hard. Metal? Lifeless? No... Cold... warmth, beating... Hammering the soil, Sounds. Heavy. Thick. What is...? New....
The simple almost child like thoughts paced its mind with every second that passed, barley a minute had passed before power broke away from its jets, falling from the sky like a rock it crashed into the middle of a busy street, screams filled the air, it was impossible to tell what just happened. Dust filled the sky leaving a dark cloud which enveloped nearby people, coughing, gasps, fear but life continued through the trail till the air cleared leaving sets of eyes upon the young pale face woman as she rose from the earth like the undead, her blank eyes, shimmering like to silver bowls made such an idea even stronger to those that gazed over her. Silence held tight in the air they watch, it watched back not once ever blinking, a lifeless gaze, sending shivers down spines, no one dared to move less they find its gaze upon them. It was but one man, a sharp well dressed blue uniform that rested on his shoulders that stood out from the rest, an aura flowing around him in spirals. Steeping out from the crowd he was slow to approached M1Y1 though his movement held strength to them his eyes held fear.
"Ma'ma you just caused damage to city property I'm going to have to ask you to come with me quietly." His voice held command to it, his words glowing a bright green in its eyes.
"Why?" M1Y1 responded, her head cocking to the side to face the man head on. Seeming stunned at the thought of just who would ask such a thing the man's stance changed slightly, shifting his feet out to different postilion, his weight changed positions, aggressive.
"Now don't ask questions like that, now come peacefully or I'll have to use force." His voice rose, his words turning red, hand moving to his side, it saw something, dull, yet it shinned, heavy, sturdy, a tool? No... a weapon.
THREAT LEVEL ASSESSMENT HIGH WEAPONS UNLOCK
Flipping her wrist out towards the man its hand broke away, slicing down the middle into two parts till the skin turned into a silvery liquid, swirling about in motions to fast for a normal eye it transformed into a long embedded barrel, already the tip of which was lit up with a green ball of energy.
Hate...? Questions.... Why? Fear.... Fire.
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Post by Delashano on Jan 15, 2015 23:21:37 GMT -5
Today was supposed to be a normal day, as of yet they had no plans for the day and it was because of that that Della found herself slightly worried, generally days like this would simply speed by, she found something to do and set herself to it, as of recently this had consisted of learning more and more about the modern world and as of even more recently it had been getting used to how quickly her group had expanded, even by herself Della was not alone, Jenn was a constant presence and for that Della often found herself thankful her other half was more than willing to simply let her enjoy the freedom of being in control but when it was necessary(or when she found it amusing) would chime in with her own comments on the situation. Technically there was also the dragon, she had been surprisingly silent since Della had taken control and attempts by both Della and Jenn to check on her mostly resulted in them finding her in a dormant sleeping-like state.
Other than Jenn and the Dragon there were others with a more physical presence. It had not taken long for Della to reclaim Vixi from the palace grounds and now that they had a stable 'home' Della felt comfortable with leaving Vixi's side once again, the hotel acted in a similar manner to the camp site that they had set up on the palace grounds but now there was even less risk. The staff of the hotel kept an eye on Vixi while she wandered the building and if Vixi forgot to leave a note when she eventually decided to wander away from the hotel the staff knew to inform her that Vixi had gone out. The young fox-girl seemed surprisingly understanding of the oddness of the situation between Della and Jenn and as far as they could tell she treated Della just as she had Jenn.
Lastly was the newest addition to the group, No. Much like Jenn and the Dragon No technically lacked a mostly physical presence unless Della entered the ring's dimension, the strange woman adapted surprisingly and perhaps startlingly well to becoming apart of the ring dimension, while No lacked the complete manipulation that Della commanded over the dimension she boasted a rather impressive amount of abilities to modify her surroundings though this was limited to 'rooms' created by No herself, she had gone mostly silent over the past few days having delved deep into a few projects she had hoped to work out, the only means of communication Della had with No when she was outside the ring dimension was the strange ear-piece device that No had created.
With everyone silent and Vixi out doing Vixi-things today was poised to be a rather swift 'learn things' day and yet still it seemed to be dragging on in some ways. As Della contemplated the day she paid little mind to where she was going, it had become surprisingly easy to become apart of the ever moving crowds at first they had been overwhelming but eventually it had grown similar to dealing with the crowds of a busy market, and so when rather abruptly the flow of foot traffic stopped Della did not quite realize it until she slammed directly into someone both Della and the unfortunate person she had bumped letting out a low 'oof' though the person seemed far too engrossed in what he was watching to pay Della much mind.
Curious Della craned her neck around to catch a better view of the situation, a large group of people had formed a sort of half-ring around two people, a young man and woman, the man was a touch older than the woman and garbed in a manner that Della recognized to be the uniform of the law enforcement of central city and the way he was approaching the situation seemed to indicate that the young woman had done something to warrant the attention of one such as himself, a closer inspection of the area rather than just the people showed damage to the general area and it was then that Della started to pick up on the power spiking between the two, the man lacked a serious amount of power and furthermore likely lacked traditional training in energy manipulation, his energy signature was spiking all over the place but never particularly high. The woman however, her was stable, trained, and STRONG and quite suddenly the woman became aggressive her arm reshaping to become a sort of weapon glowing with brilliant green energy.
Della could tell quite easily that the man would stand no chance against this woman, he had come at her aggressively as he likely considered was necessary with someone who likely caused such extensive damage. But the woman had not seemed intent on causing a problem, she had frankly looked confused up until she noticed the man's gun. It seemed best in Della's mind to step in and handle the situation herself before things got bad. A step forward would create a rush of air as she vanished from where she HAD been and reappeared between the young woman and the law man, Della's posture was relaxed and non-threatening as she gave the young woman a smile "It's alright, no need for that dear. He can't hurt you, he's not a danger. How about putting that down?" Della asked before briefly turning her body to favor the law man with a look "You're going to need to back down, she's a bit out of your weight class I think we both want to make sure none of these people get hurt."
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Post by Maya on Jan 16, 2015 0:25:13 GMT -5
Blaring waves of silver energy like wisps sparked around glowing metallic barrel, connected at the base of its forearm the weapon was of a grand appearance, no simple weaponry to be sought here, the design alone was something in which had come to its mind, an original construct from a new born mind. It knew not where the idea had come from, a fuzzy almost still house came to her thoughts, weapon, pain, death, this was she had envisioned, something to eliminate threats that came its way, whether by means of defense or force mattered little, the overall ending was the importance to focus on. Till the moment it had stepped into the new world around her, the towering objects, the faces, those that had surrounded it, M1Y1 knew nothing of violence, an idea so farfetched as weapons was beyond its mind. It was at the moment it saw the gun that it instinctively knew harm was meant, defense, eliminate the source of the threat jumped into her mind, like a hidden ninja pouncing from the ceiling, a cloaked stranger that had been hiding all along.
With such little knowledge of this world it was on, the people, culture, technology it knew nothing of which how things were done, even the being that stood before he looked no different than the rest that pooled around the two, watching, waiting, few made strange sounds, fear, pain? What was the need for such things; useless wastes of energy, they could be so much more if such time was spent on productivity. Yet, they held fear in their hearts, it could see the fright in their eyes, but had no idea of what to call the new found emotion, its blankness stare looking into the eyes of the law enforcement before it. Whatever their reason for their reaction was beyond its comprehension, regardless the glowing tip of the cannon was but a few feet away from the being as he stood before it, his hand still placed on his waist, he was a threat, where they all? Holding the same bodies, same faces, they were one, sharing the same goal, if one meant her harm then they all did, the only conclusion was to rid the threat from its way, then and only then could it be safe.
Sparks dancing across the lips of the barrel as high pitched winding sound fluttered in the air, the primary battery was ready to fire into those that sought it harm, with one blast they would all be gone, wiped from history like a fly being swatted. Letting the ball of energy free from its magnetic field something caught M1Y1's attention, a blur, movement, to fast for it to fully understand, it was new; faced with the new found being the green ball of energy paused barley an inch from when she had launched it, the gravity field that had been holding it was locked down again. Anyone that would have been watching on wouldn't even have noticed the shift of her energy, less than another second and they would have been vapor floating in the air; its intent had been clear though not acted out.
Standing before it now was a other being as the others, something was different about her thought, soft, curvy, less blocky, slender and tall, holding grace in her position though it was calming compared to the ones in the crowd of others. Why, who, what? Though the new challenege had come before it, M1Y1 wasn't sure to make of the being, words filled its mind though it did not know of which to follow, to think of, let it guide it. A new factor to the puzzle, her stance, her words, all spoke loudly.
Brave... Foolish... Compassion...?
The glowing ball of energy held tightly in its field as it contemplated what it might do next, the beings words adding more mystery as to what was going on though its focus had not driven from the real threat that loomed behind the new being, the man, huddled like an animal in a cave, using the new being like a shield. Watching as the man slowly nodded at the woman's words his hand loosely dropped away from his waist, his color slowly changing to yellow though its eyes never left his face.
Eyes gliding back to the woman that stood before it, the barrel of the gun still point directly at where the man one stood it said nothing, just watching and waiting, having never come across someone like the woman it was unsure as of what to do yet, even with learning software in its mind more data was needed before a conclusion which satisfied its longevity and followed the guidelines of her mission. There was a mixed vote in its processes, almost a fifty- fifty split of whether to fire or not, there in the chaos of its mind was a single idea that could not deiced... a tie... this was new... was this free will?
THREAT LEVEL BLUE, ASSESSMENT REQUIRED
A strange sense of what it could only describe as lost, a blur block in its mind at the current task it lowered the barrel of the gun gently, the green ball of light never extinguished, it wasn't sure what to make of all of this but it had made a choice of its own, hesitant in its action it held the power in its grip knowing that any second its existence could become endangered.
"Who?" The single word projected from her fake lips, belonging to that of another which it had stolen. It's language skills where weak, finding it difficult to grip the words that floated in its mind and project them into vocal speech, understanding that the single word might not be enough to clarify what it meant its other arm rose up and pointed at Della's face.
"Who?" It repeated the question once more to Della, making sure the point was given, it wished to know who it was that stood there, blocking the threat that wished to attack it.
Friend... Foe... Protectorate...?
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Post by Delashano on Jan 16, 2015 23:42:03 GMT -5
Della let out a low breath as she realized that she had arrived literally just in time, whatever that weapon was it had been just a moment or two away from being used and considering the power backing it up Della could very easily tell what would have happened. The young woman paused as Della placed herself in the way of her target clearly not quite understanding what had happened probably for more than one reason as not only had she stopped her from attacking the man but Della had also essentially appeared out of thin air. Della was not entirely sure if she could have safely placed herself between the man and the wo-man without her shunpo, she COULD push her body to move quite fast without it but doing so required her to use more energy and the use of energy in that manner tended to cause a bit of destruction to the area around her.
The young woman seemed to be doing what she was because she seemed to perceive the man as a threat to her despite the massive imbalance of power, perhaps like a startlingly high number of other powerful beings this girl lacked the ability to understand differences in power, she simply saw the man wielding a weapon and aiming at her and assumed him capable of posing a credible threat to her where in reality he likely could do little to nothing to her with that gun, there WERE weapons such as that capable of harming people like Della and the girl, but they usually required the wielder to posses far more power than the man had and at very least required the wielder to have some level of actual control over there power.
"There we go" Della said giving the girl a reassuring smile as she turned to face her once again seeing that the girl had begun to lower the weapon though Della could tell that while it was lowered it was most certainly still charged and ready to be used at a moments notice, she had won over the young woman at least somewhat though, enough for her to hear Della out. The woman then spoke two words, well more accurately one word twice, 'who' at first Della was confused exactly what the woman was getting at but with her second use of the word it became clear what she wanted. She wanted to know 'who' Della was, the slightly awkward way the young woman had posed the question reminded Della of a child too young to quite speak properly but not having the understanding to try posing questions. "My name is Della. " Della said mimicking the girls action by pointing to herself as she spoke her name. "Who are you?" Della then questioned not pointing to the girl and hoping that she understood at little better than she communicated.
As Della watched the young woman she seemed reasonably in control of her power as her energy levels seemed to remain consistent and the weapon's energy remained stable even as she pulled her attention away from actively using it. This was in many ways both good and bad. It was good because it meant that this was not a situation similar to Vixi, a young woman with a startling amount of power but literally no concept of how to wield it properly, the woman seemed unlikely to be at risk of just exploding because she lacked an understanding of the power she could wield. It was bad however because someone as powerful as this should not have such a reaction to being threatened by someone so far under there power, the man was an enforcer of the law and thankfully had the intelligence necessary not to simply start firing out of fear but others were less in control of there emotions and could attack the girl if they felt provoked and if this reaction was any indicator then the girl would almost certainly end them long before anyone could do anything about it.
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Post by Maya on Jan 17, 2015 1:42:27 GMT -5
Breathing... Relax... Heart... Why?
The reaction from Della's body was a foreign one to it, the first time it had seen such a display, tension still set deep in her shoulders but the calming look upon her face told a different story; a fake front? Or was it a complex of mixed emotions, a catalyst which two could not be told apart. To another, one in which had lived on his planet for much longer than its stay such a sign would have meant relief from a suspenseful situation but it had no clear thought of what might have brought such a display in the first place, its data banks were only filled with useful information, recovery, research, analytical data but nothing based on what it was seeing from the being before it.
Though the man, once the target of its aim, was no slinking away its attention was now focused on Della, however its sensors were still set out on motioning his position, with such limited data on those that stood around them it was unknown just what he might do. The colors that radiated from his skin were still a falling in yellow, warning, caution, though no physical means were needed to enforce him as of yet. If the need were ever to emerge to the point where lethal focus was placed on the table the cold towering, the strange paved ways would be vaporized within a blink on an eye, the mission always came first... but if it destroyed then how could it learn? A pondering idea to be had from such an being with little deviation from its programmed and yet it had appeared, a beacon in a wave of fog, carrying its torch light into its face, questions, always questions, with every answer it found three more would appear in its place. The thought as quickly as it had entered vanished with barley a trace of what it had been, the fog returned with all of its forced leaving it stranded in the barraged of commands, hailing its body in the storm.
Question... Answer... Truth? No... no, lies.... Della....
Conforming the name that had been given too it, M1Y1 eyes began to glow like the dim light of a star passing through a cloud, hazy but still held strength to them, recording the information from the greeting it slowly nodded its head.
DATA STORED<ID003> DELLA
Scanning the woman's body with a quick pass over her form data began to flow through its processes taking in every which piece of information it deemed useful, the rest was trash, noting more than useless tid bits that offered little more than it already knew. Completing the scan its eyes slowly grew dimmer little they returned to their previous state, a dull silver, its color shimmering softly in the gaze of the sun above them.
As if looking at a mirror of its prior self the woman who had stated herself as "Della" copied its movement within a ninety percent range, close but not in the same ways she had, arms slightly off but the point had been clear, the message and been set and received. The real question now was, just was its name, by creation it had been no such thing, no real title to call itself by, just it... names were not something needed in which to be addressed by, it simply what it was.
Name... What is... Name... Mine?
Eyes dulling to an almost black shade, its hollowed blank stare locked with Della eyes, opening its mouth till it appeared as though her mouth might fall from its hinges an robotic voice called out through the depths of its throat.
MARK, V. M1Y1, STANDARD MODEL, CLASS ONE, STAGE ONE
The voice while soft had an strange effect to it, even those that were not as close as Della was could hear it clear as if it was standing right next to them, whispering in their ears. Fear once again filled the air from this unusual, other worlder, slowly the shuffling of feet where placed as the groups back away, wanting no more of this, it was the small movement of heads that caught its attention, whipping the barrel of the gun back to its full height it pointed at the crowd of people that inclosed around it. While once the color had been a light yellow it had quickly changed to a dark orange almost deep enough to considered a red, holding back it was unsure whether to release the last lock and open fire, or hold its position to see what could come next.
Unknown... Tension... Yellow... Red? Yellow... Red?
The question was real though undetermined of what it was that it should do, both where valid options given what data it had collected so far on those around it aggressive, secretive, just based off the small record it had it should have deemed the group as one to exterminate and yet it held back, something, it was there but what was it. Holding the loaded barrel; silver charges floating in every which direction from the ball of energy, its eyes wandered back to Della, the only one here who was still holding a blue aura to herself, non-aggressive, harmless, she was apart from the rest, the showed reasons to doubt but as of yet she had not.
"Different..." Its finger pointed at Della and then slowly arched out to point at the rest of those that its barrel was pointed towards.
"They?" Confusing at first with its jumbled interpretation of the new language, but if Della thought on it long enough the question would a rise, where they the same? Or was it an easy choice to blow the city apart. There was still so much that it did not understand, failure of doing so at such an early stage would corrupt everything in which it would working towards, an ill choice here would effect its goals, if not now, then much later.
Another question came from the woman, one just as equally strange as what else was going on here, who were they to it? Even racking all the data banks it had the question, while it would seem strange to another was more complex than first thought, these... beings, where strange, aggressive, fearful, each run of its software only led to one answer that could be deemed fit.
"Insufficient data." It was really the only thing that would make any sense as of yet, it had barley seen a small nugget of what the world had to offer, the planet was in considerable size and so far it had only seen a small few of it inhabitants. The question was also board, not stating in which Della spoke of the general population of the city or the whole world, with such a board sweep and little information a full analysis could not be formatted.
Local... Fear... Target... Aggressive... Eliminate?
Whole? Unknown....
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Post by Delashano on Jan 18, 2015 23:13:49 GMT -5
The young woman seemed to react a bit... strangely when Della told her her name. Her eyes shifted color and for a moment Della thought that perhaps she had set the girl off some how but she made no other actual movements save for taking a few long moments to look Della up and down seeming to pull in every detail about her. Della did roughly the same thing with new people, assessing them to see how big of a threat they might be, looks could certainly be deceiving but the way a person looked often told a lot about how they fought. People who emphasized there size and musculature generally preferred melee combat either by means of martial arts or weapons, those who dressed to hide there features generally were a stealthy sort of warrior, hit and run tactics and such, mystics were a bit harder to directly peg down, in her time they were often quite grand in how they dressed, they wanted everyone to know that they wielded incredible power.
But in this era it seemed that access to mystical power was less restricted, where in her time it had required an almost single minded dedication to the art often resulting in less physically impressive builds due to lack of frequent exercise in this era Della had already seen many who wielded vast power but also had the physical strength to back themselves up in a direct fight, Kaladar and Burradori despite there age both wielded incredible power and impressive builds. Anri from what Della could tell was certainly not small or physically weak by the standards of her people though her sample size for the Vennor was very small her magic could do a lot to extrapolate what other Vennor might look like.
Della often made it as difficult as possible for others to peg her fighting style down by appearance, she had shown up to the Lookout in full armor to give the appearance of being a brawling sort but her real preference was ranged combat, despite her preference time had made Della a generalist of sorts, her skills lay in all manner of combat styles. The weapon gave Della the impression that the girl likely would prefer a ranged conflict, guns were intended for such and if her first thought was to produce a gun then it seemed likely that was her preference, were it not for the weapon though Della was not sure what she would have pegged the girl for, were it not for the power she wielded Della was fairly certain she would have never even expected the girl to be a fighter.
The strange whisper of the girls 'name' was quite unexpected and evidently while Della had been the one to ask whatever it was that the girl was doing it had also whispered the name to the crowd causing a rather immediate fearful reaction from them, whether it was from HOW the girl had done it or the whisper itself was irrelevant. The way the girl had stated her name 'standard model' 'class one' stage one' were vaguely familiar concepts to Della, she had seen words such as those listed on the various unfortunate experiments in Unity, though 'model' was generally something that was attributed to the more mechanized creations, things like Toiu whose power remained hidden from Della's means of detection.
The crowd's reaction seemed to set the girl off again as she rather swiftly returned to aiming her weapon at the people however as the barrel took aim on the crowd the young woman would once again find her shot to be blocked as Della placed herself in front of the weapon again fully ready to take the impact of the blast if necessary, the girl was strong certainly especially when compared to these people but she lacked the raw power to do any permanent harm to Della with that weapon. "Everyone is different dear, I'm not quite the same as them but not all of them are the same as each other. They will not hurt you, they cannot hurt you, they lack the power you have I doubt any of them could even put a scratch on you." Della said in her most calming tone "If you give them a chance, they will leave you alone." Della said before turning her head to face the crowd and mouthing two words 'leave, now' before turning back to face M1Y1
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Post by Maya on Jan 19, 2015 6:28:27 GMT -5
The scan had finished, logging into the data banks of M1Y1's mind, the organism that stood before it, while its appearance was similar to that of a human she was certainly different, in what mannerism that might have been though was unclear at the current time. A cloak, hidden, what were the reasons, the cause, driving her to sneak her way inside the loose grips of these... humans... at least the word seem accurate, it had never been spoken, her gaze over the strange hairy creature, 'human' was the only word that came to its mind... not of its voice... the one from before, the vessel it resided within. Those that they took, made them a part of what they were to become, deep seeded as their minds were the information that was contained within the hosts minds was often sought after for useful data, making a shift into a new environment a easy transition. Even still the voice... was strange, weak, the life drawn from it, surely the will could only take so much before vanishing into the background sounds of the world around it, it was only a short time till then.
The woman, Della, was an interesting one from the rest she had meet, an off aura whipped around her frame, had M1Y1 had more information on such a person it might have made a decision but it was in its best interest to wait out the rough seas, action could lead to a broken and battered form, the mission gone unfulfilled. She was one of the soft, squishy ones, yet not; a complex position to be presented towards, being one that wished to learn M1Y1 scanned revealed a series of anatomical issues with the woman. Her bone structure seemed no different than that of the rest of the 'humans' and yet her chemical make up was...skewed, alerted. What would possibly cause such a change between physical and chemical make up... further investigation was surely a primary goal at the moment, however other concerns drew its mind else where. The sudden commotion from the 'humans' called her beckoning weapon, its silver static charged barrel holding them dead in its sights, with one simple order the last thing they would see would her a flash of light, but yet again other issues arose.
Della, the woman who had prevented her first elimination stood between them once again, movement... was quick, even her senors hadn't taken notice of it till its view was blocked. Winds, she travel with an almost mysticism to her movements, once set in place then arriving at another. Fleshy... yet possessed speeds in which even its self could not have, one might have had a flare of jealously, another, with capabilities that exceeded ones own but M1Y1's face showed no such emotions, its blank stare locked with Della's.
Wind... Invisible... Unnoticed... But here... How?
Questions boggled its processes on how such a being could posses talents as Dell was displaying, had it not been recorded in her mind it would have been against theory, even laws that stated no such thing was a possibility. Della... the name repeated once over, what was it... no human, yet human... she was not like it, it would have known, sensed it, shared with it. With no other options to follow down the clearest path was set before her, Della, she must posses something, something in which they shared, though had taken different routes to achieve such means. M1Y1 had little stores of its own people, their victories, past, all of their recorded histories, bare sliver of what was and what is, nothing in its data knew of outside ways of taking another form, standing here before it was one that could do such a thing... at least that was the theory, unless overlooked in her scans, which was undoubtable, it was correct in the assumption.
Speaking up, Della spoke for those she defended, preventing a clear shot, even at this range though it was putting herself at an unneeded risk, shock waves alone would shatter the city into the mountains which littered the world, yet she did so... from what nature would cause another to intervene knowing a fate of elimination stood face to face with them. Voching on their behalf the woman spoke, assuring it that posed as much threat to it as leaf posed to a rock, a droplet of water possessed to the sun, attempts at harming it would be considered pointless, if not foolish. Faced with these facts M1Y1 reconsidered, options that stood before it, there was much to think of but the choice came quick. From what it had collected so far the 'humans' still held a high level of threat but her eyes were else where now, falling upon Della, a hawk on its prey, not for blood but for knowledge.
Even so slowly the barrel lowered, its tip still a lit with green flare, pointed away from the crowd they were quick to disperse from the sight not wanting to be nearby if things head south from where they were currently at. In an odd area stood M1Y1, its orders, its very programming which composed what it was sought it destroy, wipe the threat off before the chance to group, strategize, contemplating thoughts on best how to eliminated it but something else called to it, speak, learn, not with a weapon, but with motions and thoughts. Why? There was little idea as to why it had so chosen to, the dice had rolled, it had gone with the outcome.
You... Same... The face....
M1Y1 spoke, again her lanague was difficult to interpret, barley using more than two words at a time to explain its thoughts, self aware of this issue of communication having samples of Della speaking playing over in her head, quite a gap in social levels between them. With little other choice M1Y1 slide back away from Della not but more than a foot, giving Della to take a good look over M1Y1's body, it was then that something changed on its figure. Subtle that first but the transition became apparent as its skin began to warp, disorient at her face and hands as the shimmering silver material in which her body composed of changed. As if creatures moved under its flesh its skin moved about down its frame, part of its growing while other shrank, face melting covering her eyes, even its long silver hair withdrew back into the melting mass of silver liquid. Within a short time M1Y1's body had gone under a tremendous shift, tall, elegant, its hair was now a bright orange, eyes green like leaves in first bloom, though its skin was still pale as before; the original from which it had taken, no more than a girl, roughly 15 in age. The movement stopped as it looked back over to Della, its eyes blank but held a aura of curiosity to them, longing to find a answer it sought from the woman.
Same... Yes? No? Show- Show....
Its words pauses, the difficulty was plain to see as the word it searched for was kept just from its reach, the ladder which it clung to, missing chucks from it. Finding no option in which it could verbal portray it simply pointed at its chest with its frail, thin finger, tapping itself gently.
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Post by Delashano on Jan 22, 2015 1:28:17 GMT -5
The young woman seemed to take a long time simply watching Della as she stood in her way, assuming the woman(robot? Della still was unsure what she was) lacked the ability to sense power as the evidence up until now seemed to indicate she likely was wondering why it was that Della was placing herself in such a to her eyes dangerous position. Were Della anyone else this WOULD be quite the dangerous position, a blast from this range and with how long the woman had been charging it would do a truly devastating amount of damage to the general area and to anyone else likely utterly annihilate them. But Della was not 'anyone else' as far as she could tell she was the strongest being on the Earth right now, Unity certainly possessed many powerful warriors but Barragon now fell a bit short of her power(though as she had not faced the monster she did now know if he could push beyond what she had sensed from him) and the others while Della could not sense there power most of the time cowered in he wake of Barragon.
The King of the Earth, Burradori. Was the only being other than Barragon that she KNEW compared to her power, and since departing the Lookout Della had since pulled just a bit ahead of his power and with no other beings popping up to compare to that placed Della at the top of the hill in her mind. M1Y1 on the other hand while certainly quite powerful in her own right lacked the raw power to really DO anything to Della unless the genie intentionally powered down something that at the present moment she had no intention of doing. Just as the girl sought to keep her option of attacking available to her Della sought to keep her defenses raised.
As the barrel of the weapon once again was drawn down though the ever present green energy at the tip of the barrel confirmed that M1Y1 was still ready to react if necessary, thankfully if she chose to do so now it would be putting far less people at risk as the crowd that had foolishly gathered dispersed at her silent command not even the more foolish or brave humans who had been at the very front had the idiocy to stay behind 'Hey Del, I deleted those pictures and videos they were taking. Figured you wouldent want to be all over the net.' The now familiar sound of No's voice called out to Della from the earpiece that the artificial woman created, Della remained silent not wanting to worry M1Y1 by speaking to someone who she could not see. 'I have most of it saved because reasons.... Hey this guy was just taking pictures of your butt... Not actually bad though, he should do that for a living.... well maybe in a less creep-shot-y way.' Della did her very best to keep her expression neutral as No spoke, focusing instead on M1Y1.
The girl seemed to be trying to say something but understanding her speech pattern was... difficult to say the least, then she took a few steps back and started to change. Unlike a transformation like Azazel had undergone this transformation lacked a direct increase in power, no it was something far more familiar to Della. Shape shifting, the process was certainly a bit different but the basics were there everything that Della was familiar with simply expressed in a different manner. Once the transformation was complete Della held her breath for a moment as for a moment the girl looked startlingly similar to another young girl Della knew, Vixi. The hair, the eyes, were it not for some of the more... distinct differences the two could have been sisters. But M1Y1 lacked the more fox-like aspects that Vixi had. Once it became clear that M1Y1 was neither Vixi herself nor someone who had taken the young fox-girls form it became that much easier to relax once.
It was hard exactly to tell what the girl wanted, she clearly wanted Della to show her something, something in regards to how she had changed. Maybe she wanted to see if Della could do the same? It was obvious that the girls mode of shape shifting was NOT the same as Della's but it could not hurt to show her. Perhaps as another shape shifter the girl could somehow tell that this was not Della's base form, Della certainly did not posses that ability but if that was the case perhaps this form was the girls base form and she wanted to see Della's. "I am not sure if this is what you want..." Della said and much like M1Y1 she took a step back and with it came Della's own transformation, far more smooth than M1Y1's slightly jarring change Della's preferred form simply seemed to melt away as she once again returned to her base form. To the few who had met them this form was one that most identified Jenn but regardless it was just as much Della's base form as it was Jenns. "Was this what you wanted from me?"
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Post by Maya on Jan 24, 2015 6:33:39 GMT -5
Static, words formed at its ears from the gentle touch of radio waves in the air, foreign, close nearby, pinpoint the source of the new found voice took only but seconds for M1Y1 to discover. Eyes moving about they lay on the transmitter which was fit snugly in the woman's ear, had M1Y1's mind not already been connected with the wireless web that enveloped the words, had it not heard the words it might have though a conspiracy of sorts was being planned against it. Words... they were strange from the creatures mouth, still not very sure just was making the noise as of yet; a program, a person, maybe something else that its processors could not process at the time, whatever the being was it spoke in of strange mannerisms. The woman seemed little phased by the words spoken, her face remaining gentle and calm as it had before, without the threat of jabbing her cheek it helped to alleviated the stress of the situation; even without the cocked and loaded cannon pointing directly at a target M1Y1 was still a force to be reckoned with though her powers were no where near that of Della's, as far as M1Y1 was considered; more of programmed to believe, ever being it faced was on the same level of strength as it was. Power could quickly go to a person's head, regardless of the beings origins, whether organic or synesthetic; this act helped to preserver M1Y1 from early, and sudden collapse, preserving everyone near its own capabilities made every threat it came across just as serious as the last.
Amongst a ever growing list of questions M1Y1's mind formulated the chattering voice was amongst them but for now other things called its attention, more so as to what Della was; one of the soft and squishy ones and yet not. Most interesting, yet confusing, a prefect mixture of mystery for it, with the answer but a short distance from M1Y1 it was an easy snag, one thing to cross of its list. There was really only one barrier that stood between it now; language, something which M1Y1 had issues with deciphering, understand, listening to the words and absorbing the information was one thing, being able to regurgitate the spoke words was another. Coping what had been spoken by another had words before, though it was no in M1Y1 own voice but that of who had spoken it, for one reason or anything these 'humans' found it unsettling; unbeknownst to M1Y1 copying another voice was not often a talent which many had, sounding as though she had ripped another vocal chords out to speak in such a fashion often left others with ice growing down their spines.
Sputter, sudden change in Della, her shoulders moved suddenly at M1Y1's change of appearance, almost unseen, her movement had almost gone unnoticed by her synthetic eyes, yet, it had happened. What had caused the sudden change, there was not tiwtch, no random nerve movement, trigged, from what was the question. Hundreds of items appeared before its eyes, a list of possible conclusions which would factor together to form the most logical idea, only one of which made a real since given all the data it had absorbed from Della. The face, body, hands, legs, everything about this form, its shape was familiar, by chance Della knew the girl? Perhaps the face was similar, not so much as familiar. M1Y1 was unsure, this new found data was interesting yet held no vital point, useless data... storing it away in a deep data slot M1Y1 saved it... though it was unsure as to why it did... the emotion, shock, confusion, Della held it in her body language when she saw M1Y1 change shape into another... why was that? Simple as it was, asking was a way out from this but it did not, asking would only lead to an answer which might temporally satisfy the curiosity of the matter but like a hungry beast it would come back; finding it out on its own would fend the hunger off for a long while, understanding emotions from one without them proved extra taxing.
Erasing shock from her body Della reverted back to her normal state though it was quickly changed once M1Y1 asked her... a question more or less; an example of what she was, her ability, something in which they could both do, take the form of another, wear their skin, act, live, breath as another, their minds still the same as before but their bodies shifting. Unsure of exactly of that which M1Y1 asked Jenn stepped away from M1Y1 just as it had done before; unlike M1Y1's transformation Della's was much smoother, quicker than its own, the result was that of another person unlike Della, but it knew it was her, her voice held the same tone.
Yes.
The one syllable answer was Della's response as M1Y1's arm raised slowly like that of a child still learning of a new world around it, its unnaturally warm, soft fingers, brushing against Della's newly formed face. M1Y1 processors questioned the purpose of this as it was by no means their own commands but that of M1Y1's own will; uncommonly-rare, wills were not present often in synthetic, at least not in its kin.
Soft... Human... But not... Confusion...
M1Y1's soft voice came out, her fingers still gently brushing Della's cheek, though her senses often blocked out any sense of touch other for than means of judging measurements and force it could feel the texture of Della's skin as though it had any real sense of touch. A winding down of energy formed from from the tip of the barrel which had been kept through from the transformation; bursts of green sparks shot about as the silver shimmers that clung to the green energy dissipated. With the 'humans' now gone from its side it sough no reason to call upon its own energy if no threats were around, Della's aura still held a deep blue to it, so for now there was no need for a sign of force. Melting into a silver like liquid the cannon vanished, reforming into a matching arm compared to the other.
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Post by Delashano on Jan 26, 2015 5:10:06 GMT -5
It was good to know that she had managed to accurately decipher M1Y1's request, truthfully had the young woman NOT spoken and simply used gestures and her own shape changing it likely would have been easier for Della to puzzle out what she wanted, Della had long become accustomed to understanding body language as while Vixi had picked up very well on HOW to speak she was still a surprisingly quiet girl most of the time perhaps it was merely because she was so used to going without speech that unless explanation was dire or what she was attempting to convey was too complicated she generally stuck to how she had communicated while she was learning or to writing. Puzzling out half speech/half intent from M1Y1 was a difficult task but thankfully one that Della was as of yet proving quite successful at. Once Della's transformation was complete M1Y1 seemed to become rather transfixed with her true form going so far as to step forward and reach out to touch Della's cheek her touch was warm almost unnaturally so but perhaps that was simply apart of what ever the young woman was. Now she seemed to be trying to puzzle out what Della was, her base form certainly bore many similarities to that of a human but the blue skin certainly put an axe into that being a possibility. It was amusing how the young woman voiced her emotions far more than she seemed to show them as her expression remained fairly neutral and yet as she spoke the word 'confusion' it seemed clear to Della that she was speaking of her own confusion. "I am not Human, I am something`else." Della answered knowing that it was rather certain that the young woman would now seek out what she was but decided it more fun to have her ask rather than just telling her outright. Even better it appeared that now with the crowd gone and nobody actively seeking to harm her M1Y1 was willing to 'put away' her weapon as the green energy at the tip of the barrel dispersed and the weapon reshaped itself reforming back into the shape of a proper arm in a show of green sparks. "You are not Human either are you?" Della questioned already more than certain of the answer but curious how M1Y1 would go about responding, would she try to lie? Was she even aware that she was not human? As Della awaited a response a soft beep began to emit from the device on her ear swiftly followed by a blinking light, which was then followed by a rather sudden appearance of another being just a few feet away from herself and Della. Strange only barely began to scratch the surface in describing the new arrival, her form was in many ways similar to that of a human, she stood just a few inches shorter than M1Y1 with a thin frame and fair skin covered from head to toe in a mishmash of oddly colored and rather out of place clothes looking somewhat like a mix of traditional Victorian and medieval clothing and sporting eyes of two mismatched colors with an every varying amount of rings rather than proper iris/pupils. Della had certainly not expected No to pop out of thin air, especially considering she had not even realized that No COULD pop out when outside of a building that she was connected to as the woman had described her ability to do so being linked to camera's and other strange equipment. With surprising speed No produced a small device that made a quick flash of light as she pointed at Della and M1Y1 her lips quirking into a triumphant grin as she looked down a the device slipping it down the front of her shirt as Della and M1Y1 likely still stood there with M1Y1 still running her hands across Della's face "Sorry to interrupt adorable funtimes buuuuut I was getting bored so I decided to pop out for a visit." No said with a wide grin. Where No was excited and cheerful Della was doing everything in her power to keep herself from swatting the woman across the back of the head for doing something like this without any warning, she knew that No could hear what was going on around Della roughly as well as Della could which meant that No should have been fairly aware that M1Y1 was likely a rather jumpy individual. ANY amount of forewarning would have made this situation infinitely better but instead now Della had to hope that M1Y1 would not revert back to gunmode or worse yet attack No, Della had no real idea if No could even properly defend herself or if she was even physically HERE and if she was not that meant that anything M1Y1 fired at No would just keep on going until it slammed into a building or worse.
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Post by Maya on Jan 26, 2015 7:28:44 GMT -5
Human....
M1Y1 pink lips followed the pattern of Dellas mouth as she spoke, reciting the word over once with its own tongue, letting the word become a part of its mind rather than just back logged data for later usage. For the short period M1Y1 had been on Earth the word had never been spoken in her presence, like a phantom it floated right outside its range of vocals, even as M1Y1 spoke the word it felt odd against its tongue, foreign; fixating on the word M1Y1 could spend hours, even days dissecting its true meaning. Language was a fascination that went beyond the mere words, others used them everyday without thought or focus on what they spoke, to them words were simply that, words; to M1Y1 they were a new world, one which M1Y1 was still exploring. Each syllable, each spoken word that crossed M1Y1 ears was another drop in its ever expansive mind; pooling as it did it yearned to be filled though the top was never visible to its eyes, a bottomless pit with an never ending sky. A name to match the faces, the creatures which gawked at M1Y1, hairy, short beings, with a stunning amount of fear clutched within their bodies... an odd species, yet M1Y1 knew little else than them, beyond the 'humans' M1Y1 had never come across another race of beings... they were out there though, amongst the stars that filled the night shy with their shimmering mass, they were out there. M1Y1 itself new nothing of what, or who might be in the greater skies above yet something told M1Y1, they were not alone, they were never alone.
No... Della... Human....
M1Y1 soft voice trailed off with her fingers still tracing the curves of Dellas face, had M1Y1 had any real social graces or any better know-how it would realize that what it was doing was not the most appropriate of actions. Ever so gentle did M1Y1's finger trace down Della's face, her hands growing ever closer to Dellas lips till M1Y1 finger brushed lightly against the woman's bright lips, the feeling was different than before. Texture, soft, yet firm to M1Y1 fingers, the flesh on another mouth was different than the rest of their body, for what reason though M1Y1 was yet unsure as to why; head tilting side to side M1Y1 let her mind wander as her focus was solely on Della. Regardless of what was socially acceptable M1Y1 continued to do so, only once before had it ever felt the smooth nature of another flesh... and that person was who M1Y1 was now... at least part of what it was. A vessel, part of which M1Y1 could not function properly, taking life to preserver another, it was not through malicious or for means of revenge, anger, hate, but to survive, an natural instinct; a body was needed, it mattered little who, or what the being was, just a host, M1Y1 for better or worse was little more than a parasite, granted a highly advanced parasite.
Human? No... I am... M1Y1....
M1Y1 repeated a fraction of what it had said before though her voice was but M1Y1s alone this time around, not a automated message that displayed her serial number and mark model. M1Y1, while its mind was soaking every nanobyte of data its mind could wrap around, knew more about the world in which was vising than M1Y1 knew about itself. M1Y1s past was a blank, no clouds fogged its mind, there was nothing to be seen at all, no sliver no images, just a vast emptiness. Thoughts of itself seemed pointless with all the information that was intrenched into the world, itself was of no importance in the grand scheme of things.
A clicking filled M1Y1's sensors, her eyes lighting up like flames behind glass, the high pitched frequency setting her programs into over drive, something was off. In a blur of movement an object appeared next to the duo; short, and rather shrimpy looking was a woman, her size barley standing up to M1Y1 in stature. Eyes flashing with silver M1Y1 analyzed the situation in a fraction of a second, an unknown factor had come into plan view seeming as though it had materialized from nothing but the air itself. Without even a thought on the matter the threat level of the being flashed a deep red as M1Y1 weapons were fully engaged, eyes dilating as if a person had stared directly into a bright light M1Y1 sprung her free hand from its side and sent a blast of pure energy into the beings face. Unlike her abilities displayed before this was nothing more than a simple energy blast, with such a strength behind it was more than enough to kill basic life if what Della had spoken about the 'humans' being weak was true.
Confusion was first to hit after its attack went straight through being, unphased by what had just befallen it, had M1Y1 been human it would have believed its eyes where playing tricks on it, but a clear replay of the event in M1Y1's mind proved it what it just witnessed. Again, M1Y1 fired, and again, multiple shots blew across the street; in blazing displays of power cars, and mailboxes alike burst into flames with each strike, soon each the area down wind was covered in smoking holes filled with smoldering rubbish. Finally it became apparent to M1Y1 that what it was dealing with was beyond that of a normal being, no shell to hold its form, a being of energy, passing through into their world. With M1Y1s guard still at max it let her fingers part as it looked between them at the girl, M1Y1's head cocked partially to one side.
What is...?
Procedures dictated that attacking the target be constant till no longer hostile, but M1Y1 paused at the idea, though multiple attacks had been launched it seem a great waste of energy if its attacks were proving harmless to its target. There was much consideration as to what it was currently staring at but with so much of this unexplored world M1Y1 was mostly concealed in a darkened veil, hidden from what could be deemed 'normal' here on Earth. Using logic to form what could be considered a 'half-truth', if M1Y1 could not harm the target them the same could be said to M1Y1 as well, though M1Y1 was not putting much into the thought it did help to ease its mind; unchanged by the thought the beings threat level kept at a deep red.
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Post by Delashano on Jan 30, 2015 5:28:35 GMT -5
Things went just about as poorly as Della could have expected as M1Y1 reacted in more or less the exact way that she had thought the young woman might with No making such a sudden appearance and on top of that just generally being herself with that strange light burst, odd clothing, and rapid speed speech patterns. As Della had been prepared for such a poor reaction when M1Y1 actually went about reforming her weapon and taking aim on No Della was already prepared to stop things from escalating further. Her intention had been to prevent an attack from firing off AT ALL but with her attention divided between M1Y1 and No her reaction speed was hindered enough that M1Y1 got off her first blast the energy tearing through the air and through No.
Della paused for a fraction of a second as the blast passed through No, the woman was odd, frustrating, and often a bit annoying. BUT she was certainly a friend, she had helped her and if her words were to be believed(and Della had no inclination not to believe them) countless others at UNITY and where she was frustrating and annoying she was also quite friendly and generally pleasant so long as she was not TOO excited about something. The fact that Della had no idea if the blast would actually do anything to No and that even with all her speed it was unlikely she could stop it from harming her if it was a possibility was terrifying. Thankfully the blast seemed to essentially ignore No's existence entirely as No seemed to just blur slightly as the attack zipped through her.
Della took off after the blast intending to knock it skyward before it could do any harm and she DID managed to accomplish that... only to hear MORE blasts being fired off one after another all doing effectively nothing to No but doing QUITE a bit more than nothing to there surroundings as even with her speed Della could not prevent all of them from impacting the various vehicles, buildings, and other objects in the general vicinity. No for her part mostly just stood there looking slightly confused and only slightly perturbed by the blasts phasing through her body "Oh man Del this girls feisty! I like 'er!" No shouted suddenly giving M1Y1 a wide grin in spite of the woman very clearly still having every intention of finding some manner of actually attacking her.
"NOT HELPING NO, NOT HELPING AT ALL" Della snapped angrily as she darted around putting out fires before they could get TOO bad, one of the cars that M1Y1's blast had hit looking less and less stable by the moment Della simply gave up on trying to 'fix' it and simply tossed it into the sky and unleashed a wave of energy on it consuming the vehicle in raw energy and disintegrating it before it could do something more dangerous like explode giving M1Y1 at least a vague idea of what Della was capable of, Della was at least vaguely aware that modern technology had a penchant for explosion when disrupted in certain ways and the sounds that the vehicle had been making in addition to its annoying blaring alarm were enough sign of potential explosion that Della wanted to take no risks. With most of the immediate danger averted Della darted back to No and M1Y1 letting out a few calming breaths as she brushed a few hairs out of her face. "M1Y1 I need you to calm down, this is a... friend... of mine. Her name is No. She's essentially harmless if a bit eccentric." "Hi" No said waving happily at M1Y1 as if this were a normal way to meet someone for the first time.
"Like Del said, my names No. I'm an artificial intelligence projecting an an idealized image of myself for fun and profit. From what I've heard you're a bit robot-y too so you and I should get along great! We can be buddies!" No said with another wide grin as she slipped past Della in spite of the red headed genie's attempts to place herself between No and M1Y1, once past Della No scurried right up to M1Y1 darting around the woman with a startling amount of speed as she inspected as much of the woman as she could before M1Y1 inevitably attempted to put distance between herself and No. Until such a time No's inspections ignore any and all concepts of personal space as the artificial woman pokes and prods at M1Y1 starting with a poke on the nose "Boop"
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Post by Maya on Jan 31, 2015 5:54:25 GMT -5
Cunningly Della was upon the first shot that had come from M1Y1's hand, the woman's speed clearly held great regard when it came to her skills; having only seen a small fraction of what Della was capable of it was next to impossible not to watch her as she rushed forward at speed which would cripple another from the G-forces alone. Snapping the charged energy shell away like a miniscule gnat it soared into the sky where it disappeared, crossing into the great beyond far past the worlds skies, though Della worked well and fast in her reaction time it was the down fall of a lone satiate that had been passing by at just the wrong time as it exploded in a shower of metal scraps though between the three of them only but the two artificial beings would really ever take notice.
Having two targets in which M1Y1's attention was divided upon its eyes would do little good to watch both at the same time, having to rely on eyes alone to watch the female figure; M1Y1's distrust for the creature stemmed from its sudden appearance, it had never come across such a being which could pull its existence from nothing but M1Y1's surroundings. Shooting a wide grin in M1Y1's direction M1Y1 recoiled slightly but clearly noticeable to those looking on, shock perhaps or the clear lack of understanding; the feminine figure was a confusion one just as it was distracting, finding a point on the scale of how much a danger she was proved more difficult than one might first think. The ever increasing want to blast away at the woman arose again yet it stalled, having already seen first hand just what its attacks would do there was hardly a point in attacking again, it would have been a waste of time and energy on M1Y1's behalf and it seemed as though the woman was getting a kick out of it instead of being vaporized into ash.
Not daring to lower its hand any M1Y1 held its guard up, its eyes dead locked on the figure as Della yelled over the explosions and fire showers nearby, though M1Y1's blazing shots had not destroyed much of the city they had done considerable damage to public structures, many vehicles bore shattered windows and the street was littered with smolder craters where cars once rested, all in all M1Y1 was pleased in its works, seeing that its cannon was in functioning order but the idea was quickly set aside with the hissing fires which crackles nearby. Having little other choice it appeared as though Della was more or less just removing possible threats of the flaming vehicles rather than try and salvage them.
Reappearing at their sides Della stood nearby the two, M1Y1 with her hand still stretched out, ready to fire once again and No cheerfully grinning at M1Y1, her amusement only furthered the want to blast a hole in the creatures face. Adjusting her person Della found composer once again, flicking lost strands of hair from her face she addressed M1Y1; it was hard to tell if what Della spoke was a command or more of a suggestion, its processors trying to make sense if a threat had been ordered or if there was nothing which to pay attention to but M1Y1's thought became caught up in one lone word, "Friend".
Friend...?
Before anything was able to be spoken by M1Y1 No chipped up with a hearty hello, her personality radiating from very being, almost like a force that could drive the most saddened folk into a state of pure bliss, though not M1Y1. Talking, and talking the words came from No's mouth like heavy waves in the arctic ocean, there was no safe zone from the barrage leaving M1Y1 in a state of confusion, its mind working over time to process all that came from her mouth. Recovering from the initial stall M1Y1 blinked a few times as what she said finally set in, she appeared to be something like itself... thought... not nearly put together as M1Y1 was itself, scattered brain came to mind yet from one grace of god or another No seemed to function with little flaw. Taking it upon herself to study more of M1Y1, No phased through Della to get closer to M1Y1 her multi colored eyes wandering around M1Y1's person as No scurried about M1Y1 in small circles.
Senors blared inside of M1Y1 with the near to close approach of the still unknown being, pondering through actions of what to do; running was an option when force was not an option yet if the creature could appear from thin air then it was possible it could appear at any which location it saw fit. Seeing as a physical attack would do till go and running was not a choice which would prove feasible with as much as M1Y1 knew of No there was but one option left, hacking. M1Y1 knew little of No but her less than quip remark did inform M1Y1 of a nature which they both shared; with few understanding of which M1Y1 might face its eyes shaded from their normal state into a dull grey as its mind went overdrive. Not sure of what might come from this M1Y1 held her strength back in the initial attack, no more than a shock which would cause more of less a flick against No's face if it worked; if M1Y1's attack proved unless then at least power would have been conversed.
With M1Y1's mind at full attention for the approaching hack it had payed few attention to what its visuals thinking No would get not much closer than she already had; M1Y1 was wrong in this assumption. Tapping M1Y1's nose its eyes grew wide as its body recoiled with a powerful surge of energy flooding behind the cyber attack, crude in nature like a charging bull but just as powerful the energy surge would be aimed directly at No.
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Post by Delashano on Feb 4, 2015 23:03:38 GMT -5
Subtlety was not something that most people associated with No when they got to know her, though she was quite capable of being subtle and keeping a low profile it was simply not at all what she liked to do, No preferred a more direct approach to life and the state of her existence made it such that she could 'get away' with a whole lot more than most people, she could act in any way she wanted and even if someone reacted negatively and had the power to back up an attack on her it ultimately did not matter she was for all intents and purposes immortal, her existence was composed of brainwaves assimilated into the form of data. Once upon a time that data was stored within the massive computer network of UNITY and so long as UNITY itself did not seek to harm her data it meant she could essentially not be harmed, a direct attack on UNITY's mainframe was all but impossible for anyone with resources short of a major government. Toiu saw to hardening the defenses of the network long ago and it was only by the fact that No had been apart of the system even longer than it's defenses that she had maintained as much freedom as she had.
Now no longer apart of UNITY's mainframe however No should have theoretically been more vulnerable, but she wasn't. To say No had hit the jackpot in terms of a new 'home' was perhaps the understatement of the century. The ring was in many way a superior home both due o the increased quality of the companions it provided, and in defense. Where the UNITY mainframe COULD be breached by enough force from say the Earth or Vegetan governments perhaps or the combined power of the Omega collective. The ring was not a mainframe, it had no true access points for them to attack outside of the physical ring itself, and the ring was backed up by a seemingly infinite source of magical energy and worn by a being that had to rank fairly high in terms of power throughout the universe.
Attacking No theoretically a difficult process, in fact directly attacking her was all but impossible it required some method of interfacing with her and as her new 'home' was not based on technology they lacked the normal access points necessary to achieve much of anything, theoretically a remote hack was possible but the power necessary for an attack on No was far greater than what usually constituted as mobile, a building designed to hack incoming AI or Androids could accomplish it, and theoretically a reasonably powerful Android or AI linked to something more mobile could accomplish it as well, but from what No had seen most of the more powerful Androids tended to be made for combat and while they possessed the power to accomplish it, they lacked the capabilities, and as for AI No had never actually interacted with an AI that had as much freedom as she did, most were a bit more dull and subservient.
Thus with No having no expectation for a remote hack it came as quite a surprise to her when she booped M1Y1's nose and what followed was not JUST a look of surprise but a full on recoil combined with a powerful brute-force wave of energy flooding her projection the hack streamed through No's projection causing it to flicker and fidget as No scrambled to keep the cyber attack from actually doing anything more than that, deep inside the ring No's more 'real' form gritted her teeth as the attack slammed against... well against her everything, M1Y1 was a tough one no doubt but thankfully not quite tough enough to do anything lasting. The attack seemed to lack a direction like the woman had not expected it to do much.
"Girls... what is going on..." Della questioned slowly as she observed the situation, from the outside there was very little that Della could actually understand of the situation, all she had seen was No being herself, slipping around her to get up in M1Y1's face as she seemed to do with most strangers as the artificial woman seemed to lack much in the way of a concept of 'personal space' she'd poked M1Y1's nose and then rather suddenly everything went down hill as M1Y1 recoiled as if No had done something terrifying and then just a moment or two later No seemed to seize and her image began to flicker and as No often described 'glitch' as it appeared locked between trying to remain in the state of poking M1Y1's nose but also attempting to shift into a recoil-like position and never quite matching up as her form blinked. Wanting an answer for this chaos Della raised a hand to the device on her ear and pressed the 'call' button, it was intended to put Della in immediate contact with No on the off chance the artificial woman was working on something and distracted from the current situation.
For her troubles Della received a fairly simple response a loud and seemingly unending screech from No somehow sounding as if the woman was both terrified as she fell from some great distance and also was utterly frustrated with something she was working on going horribly awry. "That... that answered exactly nothing.." Della muttered as she looked to M1Y1 for an answer.
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Post by Maya on Feb 9, 2015 5:59:31 GMT -5
Della's words fell on deaf ears, M1Y1's mind could have been light years away at it current state, no longer was M1Y1's mind focused on the world of those roughly constructed buildings and soft skinned beings but deeper into a web of numbers and code. While M1Y1's form was generally of composite of a human husk with a mechanical brain its mind was attached to the cyber world like a leach, siphoning away information at its delectation. The mere action upon M1Y1 from No created a backlash effect which either of the parties had expected; M1Y1, while keenly intelligent was placed in situations which its still devolving mind knew not what to expect and as such occasionally such things would go awry. The original intent of the attack in all intensive terms was a test, setting the boundaries in which No could preform at and if one or if any attacks could penetrate into the beings defenses, however with No's playful meddling the direct attack took a much more earnest approach.
Even the howled muffles of Della words couldn't breech into the many folds of the cyber world; Della stood only but a few feet apart from M1Y1 yet her words were mere whispers from a mountain top, hear only to herself. Standing alone M1Y1 was locked in a firm stance, unknown of what had just taken place confusion set in but only for a brief moment as it adjusted to its surroundings. Standing in the nether of the great informational world M1Y1 held deep concern for the time being, before while M1Y1 had taken data from this world it never under went its mental imagine of its body into this world. Unlike the world from before this realm was untraveled by physical beings, no eye of men had ever ventured into such places less their minds were alike as they machines they tampered with. No roads lay the way for travels, no blue skies above or grass below its feet, only but data busts clung in the air.
Floating in the weightless nether stood M1Y1 as it took in its surroundings the alien world was unlike those it had come across before but taken some time recognizable details made it feel more at home... as far as home could be called for M1Y1. Reassurance with its surroundings M1Y1 turned its eyes down at its body having never entered such a realm in a what M1Y1 could only deem as a mental projection there was no telling what if anything would be different with its self. Rotating its forearms over, ascertaining its own form making sure that it was indeed still connected from the waist up, even though processors told M1Y1 all it needed to know with this deranged, odd situation one could never make to many checks. Running check after check M1Y1 deemed itself safe, running at top efficiency, the same levels that had been in place when the situation first a rose, it was the first good sign up till the point though a cloudy haze still lingered within the air around M1Y1's mind.
This part of the cyber stream was an unknown one, with no local mapping of the area M1Y1 was lacking direction and any origin in which to work in. Lines of codes dotted the skies above passing back and forth on either side of M1Y1, below and above there seemed to be nothing but series of numbers that past by at the speed of light, had M1Y1's mind not been able to replay such things the codes would have looked nothing more than streams of light. Uncertainty was melting away like butter on a stove top but to many unknowns still rested on M1Y1's shoulders, just where was it at?
Shimmering off in the distance pulled at M1Y1's thoughts, it was brief as if only for a second but it separated itself from the rest of the data clusters around it. Cocking its head to one side the far off imagine slide into M1Y1 view, as if it had been there the whole time but unseen before this moment a burning like crystal structure floated before M1Y1. Hold its foot M1Y1 stared on in awe of what it had come across... or come across it, whatever the nature of its arrival mattered little to it but the real question to be found was what it was. Surely it was of some importance, it was unlike the rest of which M1Y1 could see. Scanning the length of the object its eyes fell upon a small series of crackles upon its base letting beads of light to escape from its crystalline host.
Caught up in the predicament that M1Y1 found itself it hadn't changed its way of thinking much, discovery as always was stuck on its mind though as it reached out to touch the object a pause caught M1Y1's step. It was familiar, a signal come froth from the structure, one that was all to familiar; No... it was that creature... was this is.... appearances were different yet the coding was indeed the same of the being known as No. The hack had only meant to be a simply test however it seemed with the unforeseen... touchy nature of No plans had changed and dramatically. Slipping into the vault of the creatures mind was a temptation that was no so readily passed over but caution was called upon, even with M1Y1's powerful yet wild attack it appeared as though it had barely stuck the target, the damage was shallow, at best a dent that could be fixed within a short time span; No was either more advanced than she looked or had taken a glancing blow with such a uncontrolled hack attempt.
If this was the source M1Y1 could very well test another hack, closer meant easier access with better chances... but after all this was just supposed to be a test in the first place.... Information regardless of how useless it might be was locked away inside No's mind, would M1Y1 risk the chances to break in... the seal was broken, one more kick would do well to finish the breech.
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