[Thread PL: 32,413 | Limiter Earrings Equipped! Current PL: 16,207!]
Deep in the Gizard Wastes sat a hidden lab, embedded into one of the many mountains that dotted this frozen landscape. Inside this lab sat a man; or rather, a machine. This Machine, known as Doctor Breech, sat in his lab, tapping away at a keyboard; one of many you would find in his lab. He was clacking away at maximum speeds, hoping to perfect the process of Gravity Manipulation. He'd been working on this for months now, but it was only now that he was getting close. Suddenly, he stopped typing, eyeing a single key on the board.
He stared for a few moments, before slamming his aged finger down on the key. In the adjacent room, a light turned on, and a machine thrummed to life. Breech smiled, standing up from his computer as he approached the room. "Easier than I thought..."
The Doctor sat in front of the metallic door, watching as it slowly slid open. Though he wouldn't dare test out the machine fully without his compatriots, he still had to check if the room was actually altering gravity. He stepped into the room, and immediately felt an immense hindrance on all of his motions. He shrugged off the increased weight as he exited the room. It slid shut behind him, and he smiled once more.
"Judging by my estimates, the three of them should be here soon enough... Ten minutes at most? No matter; I can wait longer..."
Out in the world, a trio of bug-sized drones made their way towards three key people. Contagion , Zyajin and @justamachine . They searched for the distinct Ki Readouts of this trio, and directed them towards Breeches base in the Gizard Wastes.
(Sorry about the short opener)
Last Edit: Jan 12, 2016 10:15:05 GMT by Dr. Breech
PL: 34,003 Medium Weights: ON Current PL: 17,001.5 ~ 17,002
Transporting the entirety of his former base of operations to a new location had not been particularly easy, but it was required given that the hybrid child Etoru knew the location of said base and was now on the "side of good" once more from what he could understand of the previous events. His cyborg assistant Iris was currently working on uninstalling a few last remaining features from their base, so he was currently working on transposing his artificial gravitational field generator chamber into the new location out here in the wastelands.
He had managed to locate a large enough cave into which he could drop off the device relatively safely without having to take it apart. They'd spent long enough simply assembling the damnable thing, Zyajin wasn't about to allow that hard work go to waste because of one petulant powerful child. As he put down the device, rubbing his forehead from the effort of delivering the device, one of Dr Breech's bug robots approached him, causing him to tilt his head in a brief moment of confusion before shrugging. "He must want something that cannot be discussed over communications. Very well then. Lead on." he ordered the machine, before leaving a subtle marker for Iris to locate once she was done with their old base.
He followed the insectoid out towards and down into Dr Breech's laboratory, his eyes scanning the complex as he walked through it and towards the Doctor himself. Curiously the bug machine led him towards a spherical device not too dissimilar to his own gravitational manipulation chamber. "I see." he mused before tapping on the door panel which slowly slid open, allowing him entrance. As soon as he stepped inside, he could feel the increased gravity beginning to take its toll on him, especially given his newly weighted form.
He'd decided to increase his internal body mass utilising the ore samples from that time he'd been in a mine with that cowboy Saiyan. Physically he looked the same as he had done previously, but the Bio-Android deduced that by increasing his internal mass for periods of time would improve his power increasing sessions exponentially. Zyajin regarded Doctor Breech with a nod of his head. "It seems we were of the same mind. What are this device's current limitations?" he inquired as he began to slowly walk around the room, adjusting his body to the increased gravity field.
"I've recently constructed, with the aid of my assistant Iris, a similar gravitational field manipulation chamber which our test runs indicate can reach a maximum output of one hundred and twenty times Earth's natural gravity." remarked the Bio-Android, his tail flicking from side to side as he walked. "Of course it requires re-installation though due to the Etoru incident." he sighed, shaking his head at the inconvenience of it all.
FERUOS had wasted no time in making for the Gizard Wasteland. It was not within its programming to waste time. Such would be folly. But even so, it hurried even more than it might have in another scenario. After all, it had received an update from Doctor Breech, its master and creator. Denying him would be like denying a deity, and that just could not be done. So, when that little insectoid droid had found it, FERUOS had abandoned its prior actions with haste. In fact, it had already wiped them from its memory banks. It did not need such memories, especially ones it had deemed appropriate for deleting. Whatever they had been. FERUOS, of course, could not remember.
It touched down near the base of operations in the Gizard Wasteland. FERUOS was aware that it was cold. Acutely aware. Not that it bothered him. Such hindrances were meant for organic beings, not it. Still, if it had breath, FERUOS would be seeing it. These were the coordinates given to FERUOS, and it was not long before it had entered the base, making its way through it, its electronic footfall beating rhythmatically against the floor. It made its way to the gravity chamer. A gravity manipulator, it thought. How nice. Breech surely had a wide variety of advanced technology. Perhaps FERUOS could convince the good doctor to upgrade it later...
The door to the chamber slid open, and FERUOS stepped through, moving quickly, the gravity weighing down on it immediately. Though FERUOS had pressure sensors, it was not familiar with pain. It was, however, suddenly aware of the pressure that beared down on it. But FERUOS was just a machine. Stopping was not in its programming. And then it saw him: his master, Doctor Breech. Moving as fast as it could, it took a knee.
"Master," FERUOS stated with its head bowed, trying to avoid eye contact with its creator. It was also aware of the other being in the chamber. One of the master's acquaintances? FERUOS did not pay it much mind; It was sure that they'd be acquainted soon enough. For now, it would simply wait for acknowledgement.
High above the base of Doctor Breech, within the heart of a frosty blizzard that raged through the mountains like a monstrous maelstrom was the being known as Contagion. He stood, body hunched over from the combination of his loose, almost feral stance, and the severe weight he had wrapped his form around. Standing across from him in a perfect mirror of motion and pose was an exact copy of himself. Having evolved to the point where he could control his cells in such a way that he could divide his form freely creating an exact copy. The being clenched it's fists as he readied a bladed tendril behind him. His pupils narrowed as he readied his mind thinking of an ideal first move. Evidently, his copy was thinking the same. As the raging winds began to take a fever pitch both copies launched themselves at each other.
A shriek echoed out through the mountains followed by the sounds of blades clashing. The furious winds of ice obscured any onlooker's views. As the drones sent out by the doctor reached the summit: only one of the beings came out to greet it. His form was bleeding from lacerations caused by the copy's tendril with surgical precision, the massive maw on his chest panted creating frost clouds in his fatigue and dark green bruises from blunt impacts speckled his otherwise ivory form. Despite everything he was still standing.
"Sooo..." Contagion's voice rang out through a pulse of telepathy. His form began to slowly stitch back together while his disjointed or broken bones snapped and regrew in the correct poistions. He took a step forward, his newly reformed and restored foot digging into the snow. "Breech has need of me? Hmm hmm hmm hmm..." His raspy laugh rumbled. "I do wonder if his little pet project has reached...Fruition..." A dark excitement glinted in his clusters of eyes as he realized what the doctor's intentions were for summoning him. "We will not be burdened by the weakness of our creators any longer with such a device... This will be the beginning of a new day! Lead me, device, to your creator so we may see what he has devised." He chuckled once more before taking his descent.
Slipping in beside FERUOS was Contagion as an ivory puddle at it's feet. His form stepped out while drawing the puddle remaining into his body, through due to his weights and the enhanced gravity Contagion found himself buckling under the combined weight. He slowly stood up, his arms hanging low as he looked about. "Impressive...Doctor...Truly impressive..." He mused before placing an affection 'pat' on the top of his creation's head. "It seems even the Capsule Corporation's tech isn't as exclusive as they'd lead us to believe..." He snickered before glancing to Zyajin only to settle on Breech. "With this technology we will surely be able to mold our bodies into perfection..."
The first to arrive was Zyajin. Along with his increased power, it seemed he also sported some curiosity. The Bio-Warrior inquired as to the limits of the newly fashioned machine, which Breech answered in a regretful tone. "Sadly it can only go up to fifty times Earth's gravity. If I had more time, and more components, I could easily make it reach nearly two-hundred times Earth's gravity!" Before the Doctor continued, he pointed to a small panel in the back of the room. "Luckily however, I did have time to connect the Chamber to a vessel capable of space-travel. Should we need a hasty escape, we can retract the Gravity chamber into the large ship that's been embedded into the mountain."
It seemed that Breech wasn't the only one working on machinery however. Zyajin made his own chamber; one much stronger than Breeches. His eyes widened, a mixture of surprise, envy and pride swelling in him. "Well done, Zyajin. How did you manage to collect components required for such a feat with such little time since our last meeting? Have you been working on yours longer than I have?" He pondered the possible options, but was interrupted when a new face appeared on the scene.
FERUOS had finally shown itself for the first time. Breech had sent it on a mission to improve itself a while ago, but only now did it finally return. The Doctor bowed back to his young creation, a proud tone in his voice as he addressed the young android. "It's good you finally returned, Feruos. Please, introduce yourself to the others." Though FERUOS would only see one other inorganic warrior in the room at the moment, Breech was aware of the other warrior who was soon to arrive.
As expected, Contagion's unstable form quickly slithered into the room. He formed himself into a more stable body as he complimented the Doctor's work. Breech nodded in response. "Glad you could join us, Son of Sithis."
He looked around the gravity-enhanced room, smirking as he watched his compatriots "mingle". He spoke with an analytical tone as he addressed his comrades.
"It seems the four of us are on two different tiers of power. Shall we split up and do that so-called "sparring" Martial Artists engage in? Feruos, you can do battle with the Son of Sithis; I'll do battle with Zyajin in the meantime."
[KP: 3/3] So! Do you guys want to split into two separate threads, or do we want to keep this in one? Personally, I'd prefer keeping it in one.
The Bio-Android nodded at Doctor Breech's words. "It would seem I'll need to follow your example and acquire or construct a ship for mine as well. Would save on the time and effort of relocating and reinstalling the device each time." he mused. When the cybernetic doctor inquired about how he'd managed to collect the parts and construct his device, he gave a small shrug.
"I simply raided any and all abandoned Capsule Corporation facilities that I could locate after the Saiyan Invasion. Nobody notices missing parts and equipment in that time slot." he informed him before sighing and nodding slightly at something buzzing in his ear. "Aaand I had the help of my new assistant Iris who has extensive knowledge in mechanical engineering, and was able to draw out the current extent of our gathered components." he said, a slight grumble in his tone.
Zyajin raised an eyebrow at the sight of the humanoid male kneeling before Doctor Breech, and he looked to the Doctor. "A creation of yours Doctor? I cannot perceive any energy from it, so I must assume that is the case. That and the fact it called you "Master" cinches it." asked the green-shouldered Bio-Android, his tail flicking from side to side at the androids unknown existence being sprung on him like this. And speaking of springing, it would appear that the gravitational field coupled with some other factor was hindering his bestial counterpart.
"I could quip with the phrase pull yourself together, but I think we can all agree that would be redundant." Zyajin said as he nodded at Contagion. Once all had been assembled, he regarded the gathered group before nodding at Doctor Breech's terms. "Sounds logical." he stated before beginning to move off to a part of the Gravity Chamber where their fight would not interfere with Contagion and this Feruos'.
FERUOS rose as the so-called "Son of Sithis" entered the room. Impeccable timing, it thought, but exactly what it expected of artificial lifeforms similar to itself. And it was time to fulfill the immediate order given to it. "My name," it stated aloud, "Is FERUOS. I believe that it all that Doctor Breech asked me to say."
And it would say no more as it examined each of its new companions in silence. Interesting, it thought as its mind raced through its databanks, searching and recording as it went. It was, of course, familiar with Breech. Its great creator. There was no need to create more information, but it could at least comfortably confirm that its master was still functioning for the time being. As for the others, they were different. Odd, but FERUOS created files for them all the same. First, Zyajin. Breech had only called the green-cloaked biological amalgamation that name once, but that would do for preliminary purposes. Already, FERUOS's visual receptors were burning an image of this creature into its mind. Useless information this was not.
And next came the "Son of Sithis". A code name, guessed FERUOS, or maybe a title. It mattered not. FERUOS quickly created a log on the strange abomination that Breech had welcomed into their meeting. Interesting indeed, it thought. This was quite the little band that had assembled. A cyborg, a robot, and two mishmashes of cells and organic parts walk into a gravity chamber... There was a joke in there somewhere, but FERUOS had not been programmed to formulate jokes. It had been programmed for many things, more important things. Such as fighting, as it seemed its creator was suggesting.
"That seems optimal, master," responded FERUOS, its voice flat and unassuming, "But of course, I will follow whatever course of action you deem best."
One thread will probably work. But I'm cool with whatever you guys choose.
"Mmmm just because I haven't had as much time to gather my strength doesn't mean you all should take me lightly..." His telepathic voice cooed out as he a cluster of eyes opened up to lock in on the entity known as FERUOS. "I shall accept the challenge presented to me and overcome it..." A bit of a sardonic tone slipped in his pulse of telepathy as he sized up the potential opponent. He couldn't sense the automaton's energy like it's creator so he had no idea to gauge just what he was getting into but he still remained calm and confident. In fact, he felt himself getting excited at the prospect of facing this unknown. He wanted to test himself against the doctor's android in the chamber of his making.
"Well, we shouldn't let this increased gravity slow us down any further~ I propose we get this started..." He hissed as he lowered into his loose fighting stance. The gravity combined with his weights caused his normally low hanging arms to press against the ground and his upper body to hang lower than he could reliably see. So to counteract his handicaps Contagion grew a series of tendrils with eyes at the end of them. All of them locked on the mechanical fighter in front of him. His arms swayed a bit as the maws growing out of him began to hiss lowly and chatter with anticipation. His stringy limbs seemed to pulse and wriggle as his body continually tried to adapt.
"Noooowwww FACE ME!" He shrieked as he took his first step in the gravity. The first was shaky as was the second but the next was a little easier and the one after that was downright inspired. Soon he was practically on top of the android but he found it hard to stop. He used it to his advantage however by using his uncontrolled momentum to thunder towards FERUOS in an attempt to shoulder check him. He hoped his charge combined with the extra weight would knock the being back making it harder for him to recover in the increased gravity.
It seemed everyone was in agreement that this pairing would be for the best. From what Breech could tell, Zyajin would be a perfect sparring partner for himself, while Contagion and FERUOS were also surprisingly well matched. The stronger duo moved to the opposite end of the roomy grav chamber, and Contagion immediately ran in to begin combat with his opponent.
Breech turned to Zyajin, giving the Bio-Warrior one last scan to make sure his numbers were correct. From what the Doctor could tell, Zyajin had seemingly gotten weaker since last they met; this was most likely due to some form of power inhibiting ability or armor, and not some odd form of actual power loss.
"Well then, It seems we should begin combat."
Though he'd seen the Bio-Warrior fight before, he was certain the inorganic monster had some strange tricks up his sleeve that he hadn't shown off yet. The Doctor placed his hands behind his back, speaking in his usual cold and emotionless tone as he addressed his opponent.
"I've personally never been one who was entirely knowledgeable of the intricacies of battle. I know how to kill someone, but prolonged battles are not my forte. Perhaps we can rectify this flaw during our spar today."
With a burst of speed, Breech began the spar! He raced towards Zyajin, his left hand pulled back as his footfalls echoed throughout the chamber. As he got within punching range, he shot his fist forwards, aiming to land a hit right on the Bio-Warrior's cheek. Should the attack prove successful, he'd attempt to follow it up with a punch to the gut, ending it all off with a back-handed slap to hopefully send Zyajin flying backwards.
The Bio-Android folded his arms across his chest whilst Doctor Breech put his behind himself. He nodded slowly at the Doctor's words. "Then we shall work to improve on those faculties." Zyajin stated as the mechanical scientist surged towards him, trying to punch him with his left fist. The Bio-Android's tail snapped out, attempting to wrap itself around the androids extended limb and capture it before it could connect.
As the punch to his gut came forwards, Zyajin raised one of his legs in an attempt to block the strike with the main body of the limb before he then tried to throw Breech into the wall of the gravity chamber if his tail had managed to capture the man's mechanical arm.
"Remember Doctor Breech," said the Bio-Android, with perhaps a hint of smug emotion in his tone of voice, "I was created and programmed to be the ultimate living weapon." he said, his arms still folded across his chest as he spoke, not once had they moved from their position throughout the entire exchange. He gave his tail a little bit of a wiggle, as if it were a wave, or the ancient and infamous gesture of "bring it". "Got to be wary of the fifth limb that Arcosians and Saiyans can utilise against you Doctor Breech."
It seems, thought the android, that is was time to engage in battle mode. Already, FERUOS's core was whirring into action, warming up for battle. This, of course, would not be easy. FERUOS's body was mechanical, yes, but it was utterly unadjusted to the intensified gravity of the chamber. And, it thought as the so called of Son of Sithis charged him, it seemed that the robot would have no time to become acclimated. Clumsily, FERUOS tried to sidestep the charging abominaton, but the gravity saw to it that FERUOS would not have anytime to dodge.
The creature slammed into him and sent FERUOS tumbling backwards. Luckily, the android had no sense of humiliation, or else its cheeks might be burning. Instead, it was only slightly aware of the cold floor of the chamber beneath it. Its mind was more keenly focused on trying to right itself. It wriggled on the ground, trying to find the best way to fight the gravity.
"How... Poor of me," said FERUOS as it finally managed to take a knee. "It seems that I have much to adjust for."
And with that, it put up its fists and dashed towards the Son of Sithis, as fast as the gravity would allow it too, intending to deal a blow to what appeared to be the creatures jaw, in the form of an uppercut.
The force of Ferous' impact sent a crack through the air. The demonic abomination's chest maw let out a pained wheeze as his body was rocked back by the force of the mechanaloid's fist. He stumbled back, his body standing up straight thanks to the uppercut but he slowly lowered down, the maws growing out of him desperately panting from the combination of the gravity's strain and the beginnings of combat. He pulled his hand up to rub over the already darkening spot under his jaw, the robotic servant's fist imprint was still visible "Excellent...I assumed a frail body such as yours wouldn't be suited for combat. Once again...I am impressed by the good doctor's work." He rasped before his body began to transform once more. Spindly spider-like legs exploded out of his back and fanned out to provide the creature with more support from his weights.
Taking a more confident stride the ivory mesh of a creature would approach the robot once more. "Adaptability is what we were made for. We must be able to grow and evolve no matter the situation, no matter what holds us back. That is the only way we will be able to free this world..." He hissed as the powerful back legs pulled him up so he could physically loom over FERUOS. "Now show me how you adapt in this situation! Prove to me you're worthy of being one of us!" His voice boomed before he lunged once more. His voice ripped out in a mad psychic scream as he practically pounced towards the android.
With his elevation and the speed provided by the extra legs Contagion attempted to crash his knee into the jaw of the android. He once again threw his weight combined with the weight all around them in order to add to the force of the attack. Contagion clearly didn't intend to hold himself back.
Breech grunted in annoyance as he felt the Bio-Warrior's tail wrap around his fist. The mechanical man struggled to free himself, but to no avail. He was so foolish for rushing in with reckless abandon! He could not falter now however, he had to continue his plan of attack. His free hand came in for a strike on Zyajin's chest, but sadly it too was blocked.
The tailed warrior brought up his leg, colliding with Breeches fist, blocking it with ease. Another grunt came from Breech, but before he could attempt another strike, he was tossed into the wall like a ragdoll. A metallic -CLANG- rang out through the gravity chamber as Breech made contact with the rounded wall.
He fell to his knees, his voice strained as he responded to Zyajin's advice. "Yes, of course... Thank you for the reminder, Zyajin."
Breech shrugged off the pain, taking a stand slowly. It seemed even his metallic form was unable to acclimate to the increased gravity quickly. He was slowly getting the hang of it though, which would make things a bit easier down the road.
The Lifeless Doctor dusted himself off, turning back to Zyajin as he settled his hands back behind him once again.
"I suppose It'd be the best if I tried again, yes?"
Without waiting for an answer, Breech dashed forwards again. His fist was cocked back as before, but things seemed different this time. As he got within Melee range, he flew directly past Zyajin, attempting to hit him from behind with a swift kick. If successful, Breech would raise his hand, tossing out a trio of Ki Blast's the Bio-Droid's way.
The fact that the Doctor's mechanical body was able to stand itself back up after that strike lent the brain in a jar some credence as a mechanical engineer. However, the rate at which he was getting up and moving did leave some factors to be desired in the Bio-Androids eyes. If he was struggling to adapt his mechanical body under the equivalant gravity of the Saiyans homeworld, Zyajin wondered how the Doctor would cope with the higher gravity settings.
As the Doctor feigned the same strategy from before once more, only to attempt a strike from behind him, the Bio-Android decided that the best defense would be to employ a form of offense. Taking in a quick breath he then unleashed a sphere of azure hellfire from around his body in an attempt to capture the Doctor's kick as well as potentially negate the trio of ranged attacks fired by the mechanical being.
As the fires died down around him, the Bio-Android would turn slowly to face the mechanical scientist. "A sound plan Doctor Breech, attempting to strike at an opponents apparent weak spots, however..." said Zyajin, a faint smirk present on his features. "One must be prepared for any counters an enemy could utilise against such a strategy. If you cannot see your opponent, and are in an enclosed space, it's best to strike everywhere at once."
[N1] Azure Inferno: Zyajin stole this from the half-demon hybrid Ryuga's DNA that he sampled. He builds up power within his body, creating a fiery blue aura around himself. He then unleashes this power around him, sending blue flames out in an orb around him, burning away at anything within a 10m radius around him.