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Post by Rebecca E. Dewitt on Apr 17, 2016 5:23:02 GMT
Discomfort. That was the one word that Rebecca would have for the general area in which the lab which created her was located in. She was glad that she took the life of one of the dumb schmucks who thought it was a brilliant idea to build a secret lab inside of a mountain that was almost constantly snowed over. At the very least, it would deter anyone from approaching the buried remains of Lab Cero, as it still held the evidence of the bloodbath in there. She had finished her business there a couple days ago, but decided to stay around the mountain in order to make sure that it was not discovered.
After confirming that no one in their right mind would approach this area, the red hooded android decided that it was safe enough to abandon her activation place, and head off for a much more enjoyable life. She walked up to one of the cliff-sides, looking over it and observing the area. She felt that the best way to leave this hell hole was in style... By flight.
So she hopped off of the cliff and tried to activate the propulsion system that is based within her ankles and heels. TRIED being the key word, as she was pulled down by gravity, tumbling down the mountain a good hundred yards or so.
After finishing her tumble, she climbed out of the snow hole that she sank into, wondering what the hell happened, and why the bloody hell she was not able to fly. The little android would go through her own data banks, and notice something odd about her programs.
Those morons who activated her in Lab Cero thought it would be brilliant to disable some of her extraneous functions that would not aid in serving humans, just like how they planned for her to do in the first place. It made no sense in what was locked or not, as they did not lock any of her energy attacks that would relate to her sword, Silver Wulf, and they did not lock her built-in scouter, which has no function rather than detecting power withing a certain radius.
One of the locked functions was her propulsion system, which again made no sense as a serving robot would more than likely fly to and from the store in order to get groceries for her ma- NO. God damn programming nearly made her use subservient words that she would wish to utter after ripping out her own speech box.
In the end, it was her dumb programmers who locked some executable files while allowing some others, which is why she was now forced to walk until she either gets someone to unlock her functions, gets strong enough to overcome those locks, or just waits for the timers on them to run out. She knew that they could not entirely lock them, seeing as how they are functions that she would more than likely use if not for these placed limitations, so the best they could do was lock them behind time walls.
With an anger filled sigh, she would brush the snow off of her, wiping the snow off her red hood, off of her dark teal tabard with Lab Cero's symbol, and the snow out of her orange hair. She would then rely on her two metallic feet that were clad white thigh-high boots, while holding her hood all the way around her with her hands clad with white finger-less gloves, leaving only her face being revealed as she traveled down the mountain.
As she would travel down the mountain, she would hear a couple howls in the distance, which must be some of the wolves that live in mountains. The sound these wolves made had caused a grin to form on this pure android's face, as she was craving to shed some blood, and actually getting a real challenge out of it rather than white haired scientist who did nothing more than piss their pants when confronted with danger.
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Post by Nostalgic Ayumu on Apr 17, 2016 5:35:59 GMT
Wolves was what she would have gotten, if it wasn't for a strange flash of light removing the heads of the wolves that were starting to approuch, like the petals of red cherry blossoms slowly covering the snow around them, a humanoid man started to close in, his powerlevel incredibly low yet his ability rather fine. With a small spherical creature on his shoulder giving a nod upon noticing the meats while taking out capsules and storing it within them, the man started to become distracted, noticing this... Strange child and moving forwards.
"May i get your identification?"
He asked, His question was smooth and without worry, it was as if he had asked this a hundred times, yet his eyes looked stern, an old man with a strange air to himself was a peculiar occurance especially in the current mountains of today. Chugging through the snow yet not falling too deeply within it, this old fart couldn't even stop himself from raising a questioning eyebrow at the safety of this humanoid.
"If you are willing to give a full answer, i may be able to assist you and probably get you going again... because you seem either really pissed off or rather lost, if i may so myself. But i have been wrong before, with my gut telling me what to do, my failure rate once got close to a measily 1%! Yet there was always that 1% chance of failing is there not?"
Letting out a comforting laugh to soothen the situation, Ayumu, This man who's name was visible on the pass he had taken out started to take a quick look around, hoping to not find any other creature starting to approuch him while on his shoulder, the sphere had a massive power level waiting to be picked up. Floating around, securing the perfect security for this man, making certain not even a single attack would get into his body. Making certain that even if things got out of controll it would manifest a quick flashingly fast blows... Yet his attention today was not at bringing forwards a war, a fight or something else. He was interested in this humanoid, at a strangely deep kind of connection, wanting to see if there was a way to get down to it and maybe connect to her on a friend like basis. Maybe he got lucky enough and would be granted the chance to go further! but we will see.
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Post by Rebecca E. Dewitt on Apr 18, 2016 6:01:07 GMT
As she traveled down the mountain, the ginger haired android's built in scouters would pick up an energy signature coming towards her direction. There were multiple signatures around this one, but these significantly lesser sources of energy petered off into nothingness one by one, leaving a significantly stronger person coming in her general direction. She would release the grasp on her hood, as she moved her left hand to the Silver Wulf saber that was resting in its little sheath underneath her hood and on the side of her pants' waist. The fact that this creature murdered multiple power signature, albeit much weaker than its own, in almost quick instants mean that she would need to fight like all hell in order to survive. Hell, she can not even fly away from such a threat.
This was a false alarm, however, as it seemed to be nothing more than a humanoid figure to which she was approaching. As he got within visibility range, he scanned him using the built-in scanner inside her eye, noting that the human that was approaching her had very minimal Power Level, which was already conflicting to what her scanner was indicating was around her. And the appearance of this man was to behold, as he looked to be wearing extremely light clothing while having wrinkled skin that indicates that his age was well above fifty at least, his grey pompadour-like hair almost confirming this fact. She would also notice a spherical creature around this man, and would try to scan it. Although nothing in her databases would be able to scan what the heck it was, this was the thing that was generating the high amounts of energy.
This was not reason for the red hooded lass to drop her guard, because it was obvious that the human and this high power leveled thing were connected in a way, and did not know how the man would treat her. What would come out of left field was the man decided to speak up to the little android in a way that not anyone would really talk, asking what her identification was. She was about to laugh it off, until she blurted out almost uncontrollably in a civilized manner, "My name is Rebecca Edolvein Dewitt, Red for short, and I am classified as Android Twenty Se- THE HELL AM I SAYING!?"
She would stomp on the ground in a fit of anger, as she was still getting used to having two A.I.'s merging in order to control this tin can of a body. Most of the times they worked together, but there were moments that defining traits of the two A.I. would appear, rather than what became of the merged A.I. to work together. The remnants of the AI would act as if they were on their own, which would mean that at random periods of timed. Rebecca could act like her normal self, then switch into DESTROY ALL SAIYANS mode because of S.A.D. C.A.N.D.Y.'s programming, or switch into the subservient servant that Lab Cero programmed her to be. This was quite embarrassing to her, as she wanted to be in full control of herself at all times.
The man would then make an assumption that the lass was either lost or pissed, to which he would tack on the fact that he has a one percent chance of being wrong. This line of thinking angered the android, because he can obviously see that she was a little angry due to her sudden fit of anger at her own programming. She took a deep breath before she considered to answer the man, saying to him while calming herself down by a little bit, "Well you old codger, you are right and wrong. Right in the fact that you pissed me off by making me say that, in that way. Wrong, as I am much happier to be free, as there are no chains on me, as you can see."
She would then blink twice as she just realized that she rhymed, to which she exhaled in an upset manner, as she did not know who to blame for that one. She sure as hell did not want to take the blame for such a crappy rhyme in the first place, as it was Chuggapun level of bad. Shaking her head, she focused back to the reality of the situation and observed the old man once more, noting that he took out a pass which had a name written down on it... A-Y-U-M-U. That must be this old fart's name, to which said old fart would chuckle for no reason at all.
After some time passed, she would tilt her head in an annoyed fashion, saying to the old man, "So, is there any reason for a human like yourself to be out here, dressed in as little as that? Or did you come here JUST to find me, pick me up by my feet, and whisk me away to a land faaar, faaar away." She said that part with very noticeable sarcasm laden inside of it, as she was expecting some sort of smarmy answer that would somehow make her a little angry.
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Post by Nostalgic Ayumu on Apr 18, 2016 15:35:26 GMT
Simply listening to her answers, it was quite obvious what she really wanted before he let out a sigh. It wasn't just any day that he would find a mechanical humanoid that would be this conflicted in her own right about something as simple as this, starting to place his hand behind his head, scratching softly and speaking bluntly.
"You do know that you could trick such systems into working correctly by going outside of the box right?, By laying the sentience module on the way towards the vocal units there are a few lines that could be easily removed to have you gain more controll on speech. A great example would be how by still introducing yourself as to listen to the request but acting in your own manner you would have managed to stop these silly actions from happening..."
Before starting to think softly to himself, wondering if it was even a smart choice to perform a action like this, hell, messing with a mechanized humanoid? Surely it has components that can be easily recognised, but who the hell would trust a random stranger unless they had no other options... Nay, it was the best choice he had at this moment with the plan that had been boiling within his body before he spoke softly.
"I am willing to offer you a chance to gain a firmer grasp on your body, It would not be a perfect controll but i am merely asking you for your trust."
Simply showing a small mechanical device made from magical energy and starting to spin it around softly before speaking softly.
"Rebecca Edolvein Dewitt, You would have no issue if we were able to specify the requirements of listening would we?, You would still be able to resist it, but what if you were to specify who you should listen too. If you get lucky and it is somebody who you wouldn't mind too much, you could even attempt to merge the two units and gain full power wouldn't you?"
Questioningly raising his arms while shrugging, it seemed like a longshot of a solution, but Ayumu was always the type for bringing forwards silly plans and making certain to get the easiest solution. Yet with the earlier blood lust, taking out these life forms, surely this man would be a great addition on the side for destroying all saiyans. Although this entire occurance only made the magical energy that was starting to solidify around him become agitated, buzzing softly and a hand sized spherical ball of moss that pushed against his arms to get them down once again started to create a soft link towards his head, fueling him some information causing him to boulder into laughter.
"No no, there is in no right way that would work right?, If i were to say something along the lines of... 'Rebecca Edolvein Dewitt register current user : Ayumu' as the user that wouldn't work, she would have to do so on herself, she wouldn't be distracted by this offer long enough to even cause that annoying side to do something like that right?"
But then with a firm shake of his head, realizing that something like that would be silly and would obviously ruin the moment that was going on at this moment, he then spoke softly.
"If you wish, i am willing to create a pact of blood, a spell i have learned in my own time to not abuse the programming its effects of what may have been caused, i just wish to see how strong you will be able to become in the future... Because let me say, you went from interesting to one of the most interesting specimens i have seen in my time."
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Post by Rebecca E. Dewitt on Apr 22, 2016 4:19:47 GMT
As Rebecca stood there to listen to this human start talking about her vocal chords, she was quite literally pissed at how little this man knew of her. What happened right there was not because of actual programming of her body, but the key words the man used in asking about who she was. For some god damn reason, this old man, rather than asking the girl to introduce herself like any other human, he asked for her identification. It was one of the key words that her S.A.D. C.A.N.D.Y. artificial intelligence that picks up immediately and responds to almost immediately, as it was an artificial intelligence that was meant to coldly hunt down saiyans and respond to her boss in a straight to the point-like manner.
Before she could even get a word in, this man would offer her something so straight out of the blue that it made the ginger haired android have a double take. He was going to help her get better control of her own body!? A little sideswiped by such a statement, all she could utter out was a simple and short, "what?"
The old man would continue on and start questioning the specifications of listening, which somehow lead to a merging of some kind. Now, it might seem crazy, but this old man had no idea what the hell he was on about. Before the Old Man continued, she had said with a discerning, "Hold up hold up hold up. First of all, call me Red, as that's a mouth full right there. Next, you need to explain your things much more clearly, as me being an android does NOT make me a genius. It only makes me able to retrieve some data that you humans would more likely forget as time goes on. Finally, there is no way in hell that merging my consciousness with yet another artificial intelligence, as that would either create a completely new me that would erase my own existence, OR could overload me and cause me to be yet another defunct android."
But the old man was not done speaking yet, as he was going off on another tangent about hypothetical about how he could register himself into her own database in a special way, which definitely did not work at all. I mean, does this old man know anything at all about actual androids. Does he think he is dealing with robots here, cause that is what it felt like in the way that he was treating her. Asking for identification, talking about rewiring processes and circuits, and now even going as far as trying to do manual robot programming for dummies. This was getting her angry, as this man was disrespecting her.
Then he had the gall to say that he would create a pact of blood, to which he will not abuse the programming, and then went as far as to say that she was an interesting specimen. The first thing that angered her was the way he said all of this in such a disjunctive fashion to the point where she could only infer what he meant. The second thing is that he said he would not abuse the programming, to which she is an android with actual artificial intelligence and not a robot that is only codes and numbers that never learns. The final thing was that he called her a specimen, which was one of the nerdy scientist words that she grew to hate as her Artificial Intelligence was in development, as she was always called a specimen. She was never referred to by name, other than when she was actually named. She was only called the specimen or the android.
With a burst of anger, Rebecca would pull the sword out of her sheath and aim it right at the old man, and shout at him, "I am a god damn android with Artificial Intelligence. Not a robot that you can reprogram with fake, movie cliched bull crap words such as that registry thing. YOU keep on talking like you know what the hell you are doing, but I am just gonna guess that you really don't. You have no idea what the hell is going on because you are trying to be intellectual and life changing with me, without even trying to know me. EITHER MAKE YOURSELF MUCH EASIER TO UNDERSTAND, OR LEAVE ME THE HELL ALONE!"
Although she knew he would not get too hurt by it, she would shoot a crimson ki beam from the tip of her sword at the old man. If he perished, that would be good for her as he was driving her insane with his condescending way of talking to her. If he lived, then he would have another chance at trying to speak to her in the correct way. Either way, she was blasting him with one of her own signature moves, 'Crimson Gleam.'
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Post by Nostalgic Ayumu on Apr 22, 2016 11:23:33 GMT
While you fired one of your signature moves, you saw him simply raise his hand as everything moved in slowmotion, petal starting to appear from nearly thin air untill a powerlevel going up to 96,291 PL before it suddenly skyrocketed towards 288,873 PL, Smashing its arm downwards onto your beam while cracking the ground, blasting completely past you and into the area behind you. Tearing into the ground and making certain that a few men that stood in the wilderniss behind you carrying a few guns would soon have their guts sprawled over the trees, only a group of red mists being left in the area while the titanic wooden arm that had appeared from behind this old fart still floated in the air with his jolly demeanor starting to vanish.
"You are lucky..."
Speaking your name with a bit of trouble, you could notice his concetration wasn't here fully while glaring towards you, another wooden arm starting to form behind him while soon a humanoid female was landing beside him, both arms connected to her before simply tearing of the massive wooden grown arm, leaving it there as a obstruction to go to your right, completely shutting off that direction.
"Red was it?, You are in a bad side of the world, a invasion is going to happen soon and i am certain neither of us want to lose our lives."
Taking a swift look at the female who was etmitting such a large amount of energy, small strings of energy moving upwards as it looked like a normal humanoid female, nothing diffrent, nothing special. Yet it was obvious that it was somebody completely out of your league at this very moment.
"I have been fucking around with my words not because of some stupid joke or to confuse you on purpose, its to deliver false information to people who have been listening in and tried to do the stupid shit i have been saying towards you. So let me just tell you something really simple, it may be something completely unimportant to you but i will make certain that neither of us will lose the understanding of this word."
Using a small seeping out mana source from his finger to draw in the air, you could see a small globe with multiple flashing lights visible on it, hundreds of them untill he made them all vanish but a single sphere. Located somewhere in west capitol while he gave you a grim smile.
"If you need help, Contact a guy by the name Katsu, his main focus is researching but he has a large array of connections that can give you whatever you want. But every bit of information has a price in this world, if you have any questions or are in problems just send a S.O.S towards the number X032-AO02-9319, am i being clear? I am not certain how you will manage it but i am certain you will create quite a interesting change in the world."
Then slowly bringing his hands together, cupping his hands in such a way to aim the sound towards you to knock you off gaurd, to bring forwards a small scare while within a single processed blink of visual feed in all beings, he had his jolly old smile once again. Grabbing his cane and tapping it lightly against the ground.
"Would it be too much to ask you if i were to bring you into a small training regime? You have a rather weak pow behind your blows, i would not have expected anything as strong as that to be able to harm people or do some self defence!. So if you wouldn't mind... Could you show me your precision and hit these targets?"
Leaning on the arm that was blocking off your path before surging in a small mana signature making a few, needle thin lines start to appear, it was nothing short of 25 diffrent targets that had to be struck. Why was he even trying to train you?, What did he mean about the people who were behind there in the forest? But one thing was certain, if you wanted to get more information and not just his stubborn silence, you had to play along with this training regime...
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Post by Rebecca E. Dewitt on Apr 22, 2016 23:40:04 GMT
After firing a Crimson Gleam at the old man, she would watch him slam his fist against her beam almost flawlessly, while the reading around him started to sky rocket. Her eyes widened in surprise, as the ground cracked around her. She was almost waiting for the ground to erupt around her, but it never did. What did happen was a surprise, "WHAT THE HELL IS THA- AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAGH"
She turned around to find a group of men wielding weapons of all kinds were facing the two of them, and also watches them instantly get turned into bloody mist. Her surprise turned into wide eyed awe, as she could only imagine herself doing such feats of massacre. She held a mouth up to her mouth in order to support it, as she nearly thought it would fall off due to how much it was falling right now. This was something amazing, and she now learned now to not screw with the man at all. If she somehow pissed him off even further, she could wind up dead. Or at least unable to function whatsoever, as her mind would still function if she was lucky.
He would then start to talk, but her attention would be turned to the humanoid that was forming from that energy glob from earlier. Even as it transformed, Red would be unable to identify what the hell it was. She knew it was real, as she could clearly see it, and she can scan it and gain a power level that was astronomical. But she had nothing in her data banks that would describe what it actually was. All that the android could get out of it was that it was something that was not of this world at all.
The old man would then go on a little tangent, explaining some things about the world that actually interested her in some way. Firstly, he would say that there would probably be an invasion coming soon, to which she would roll her eyes, and murmur, "When is the Earth, or any other planet in particular, NOT in any danger of invasion or distruction... shyeesh!"
Ayumu would then continue on to explain that he was speaking in riddles not to confuse her, but the violent men that were approaching the two of them. Which she would shrug and agree, as they seemed that they would interfere in the worst ways possible. After asking if she would take what he says seriously, she would say with a innocent smile on her face, "Eh, sure why not pops. Ain't got anything else to do anyways, plus your strength kind of made me impressed of you."
Next the old man would give the little red riding hood android a contact that she would need to meet in the nearby future, even giving her an emergency contact number. All the while, he had such a serious complexion on his face, to the point where she was flinched when a surprise clap came from him towards her. Then she would notice he was smiling once more, then he says that he wanted to train her a little as she was a little weak. Her eye twitched as she hated insults, but she had to take it as she knew it was true. Compared to this man, she was but a mere ant. Hell, if there were people like this man around the world, she would need to get stronger.
So, she would only nod and look at the string like targets that would start popping up. This man must be out of his mind, since the two things that RED can pride herself in are her speed and her precision. She would put her saber back in her sheath, as she observes all of the locations of the string targets. Keeping her hand on the hilt of her saber, she waits a couple seconds as she maps out the perfect way to take down all twenty five of these strings. After a couple moments, she bursts forth at a cluster of three of the strings. She would swiftly take out her saber, and slice them all in one clean swoop. She would then adopt a fencing position, and aim precise stabs at a couple of stray string behind her and to the right of her.
The next couple of strings were in directly in front of her, in what seemed to be in an alternating pattern. She would change the grip of her saber in order to be able to switch the hand that would hold the Silver Wulf. She would then run towards the group of six strings, and would weave in between each one at a rapid manner, slicing one with one hand, and in between weaving between the strings she would swap the hand that would hold the sword. After cutting three strings with one hand and three more with the other, she would notice another cluster of strings that were grouped together that were a distance away. She would point the Silver Wulf at it, and shoot a Vermillion Gleam beam at the cluster. The beam would obliterate the strings just by a hair, as the beam barely missed the ones which were caught by the edge of the beam.
There were five last strings, and they were all right next to each other in a weird circular pattern. She would then rush her way into the center of this circle of strings. She would lift up her sword and spin around, accurately slicing the strings with just the tip of her saber. After the half-spin, she would stop and look around, noticing that there were no more strings. The ginger haired android would look at the Old man, and say cockily, "So, whatchya think pops?"
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Post by Nostalgic Ayumu on Apr 23, 2016 13:57:15 GMT
While you sliced away at the threads, you would soon start to notice what was going on, the first few went easily. Slicing through them with a few remains starting to stick on it, Yet when you prided yourself to have finished... It became obvious that the threads were slightly pushed away at points while more and more remains of threads started to repair themselves and others stuck to the blade of yours causing the edge to dull!
"The threads of fate are a dangerous thing, with a single slice of your blade you can end a life, but what if somebody stubbornly clings to life and refuses to give up? A precious attack of being reserved wont just do it. I do not like it but you need to show killing intent in each blow, even when training."
He spoke, smirking softly while giving a nod towards you and sharing a light bit of energy you could absorb, a sphere of just a fraction of the power that you would assume to be hidden within the man himself. Something presuming that he was truely hiding such a massive source of power within himself, would easily made you look less like a ant before he then aiming his finger towards the targets and smiling softly.
"Whenever a precision blow isn't enough, it may be time to push yourself further with the base abilities we learn, not our special techniques"
Sharpening his expanded hand before showing a single finger pointing towards the target, manifesting a small energy source that soon formed a rapier in the middle of the air, trembling slightly upon being manifested you could soon see him form another one, and another... It wasn't untill his body was surrounded by six rapiers aiming forwards and then he fired them off before snapping his fingers to cause them to dissapear.
"There are many ways that a precision person like you could finish this target, that is one of the many methods... Yet with the way that i deem you to be able to advance... Why not try to go even faster? Overclock yourself, push yourself past the burden and i will take care of your repairs, do not worry, the least i would do is try to hurt somebody as pretty as you after all."
Hiding a compliment within it towards her, while continiously keeping a eye on the nearby enviroment from his movements that were visible, untill a small glow on his right hand would give away that he was doing something rather fishy, digging a hole for the remains of the bloody mist from before in the distance. Bringing his own virtues forwards of respecting life but never allowing murder to happen, this man was truely a weird case in the current generation of the world. With his own words of a invasion, of war, yet still showing kindness and wasting his time teaching somebody along the likes of you. It was a strange situation was it not to be in the same area with a man that was giving out pointers in your stance upon the next attempts that you would perform, not being offensive, but instead caring and attentive, making a small remark while balancing compliments along with constructive tips.
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Bing Gan
Administrator
PL: 374,871
Enlightenment (x16P), S. Ascension (x23)
Zeni: 13,528
Tag: @bingg
OOC Name: Bing/Biggums/TruetoCaesar
Posts: 3,722
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Post by Bing Gan on Jul 19, 2016 7:32:30 GMT
RED, your Word Count is 3330 and your Zeni Gains are: 3,996!
Current Zeni Total: 2,109 > NEW Zeni Total: 6,105!
Ayumu, your Word Count is 2291 and your PL Gains are: 1719 (as a quick note, you are currently OUT of LMB range now, so expect universally lower PL Gains from here on out)
Current PL Total: 203,562 > NEW PL Total: 205,281!
Also, I'd really recommend you cut back on second-person writing. It makes things very confusing.
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