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Post by Vlad on Dec 25, 2021 7:12:15 GMT -5
In his ship the synthetic called Vlad drew on the power of his mind, this was perhaps one element the android was honing to a noteworthy degree simple tricks and puzzles to crack but still each day getting quicker and quicker with the more complicated variations zero point energy navigation of objects in a maze where the ball is mechanical as the recon of the maze before he used what he gleaned from the drone ball to navigate the mazes. Blinding himself and having him guess at the sound what part of the board shuffled in relation to his goal and object of navigation. He had been in waiting since the paladin mission had met its end. He was still compiling the data of what happened to present it in encrypted detail on his end. Furthermore, he opened himself to the unseen mechanisms of the psychic world, and he found himself descending from a space elevator, another presence closing in on him as he watched his platform slowly descend tapping his foot plate patiently waiting on the descending platform. One could mistake this mental city for a ship. The towers stretched nearly as tall as the space lift soft drone of elevator music in his audio receivers. Not the most mind-numbing background he has heard. Still not a beat he would vibe to. Guess as functional as elevator music was intended to be, (?) he figured. But for now, he would wait to get to the bottom 247 www.deviantart.com/thealvintaker/art/Command-Mission-X-66060998
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Post by Middy Kelly. [Elite] on Dec 25, 2021 15:03:33 GMT -5
Midnight was in his rejuvination tank in his warship with his space pod in a capsule. The last mission was tough and he was in a rejuvination tank from the last mission. Midnight now had the power of a diety and was really strong in elevated super saiyan, to the degree he could fight it out harder and longer then anyone. He was in the last few minutes of his rejuvination, wearing his elite saiya-jin armor, his elite saiya-jin guantlets and his elite saiya-jin boots with black spandex pants and spandex t-shirt. The armor was purple and black like turles' armor and it was the same set up. He now was thinking about vlad and how he was doing, soonafter; using telepathic link to link to the man while in stasis healing. He found himself in an elevator door waiting for something then suddenly an elevator stopped and opened up, allowing midnight inside and losing behind him upon the elite saiya-jin entering, he had his annointed shield on his back as he turned to see Vlad. "Hello Vlad, it's been ahile since we fought and spoke to each other, how are you and how is the protectate holding out, they must have liked those planet we sold them last week."
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Post by Vlad on Dec 25, 2021 16:41:58 GMT -5
The synthetic’s eye focused in on the figure before him. “Ah yes, pleased to see you as well. Time has indeed past, obligations ever shifting with the tides of our joined existence organic and non organic beings on our chunks of the galaxy.” He shifted a bit as the conversation changed a bit against his liking, but diplomatic restraint demanded a thought out response beyond the ethical condemnation. “As against as i and my oath of protection banner are against the trade and trafficking of planets, you have seemed to have done well keeping not only a fair deal of the civilization intact, a lack of enslave people is a welcome surprise. The incorporation into our federation’s allied worlds should go without issue.”Saiyans and PTO were strange beasts of slaver practicing civilizations, Saiyans could break a planet to be a loyal to the empire sort or for the sake of using the sell of a world as a means to broker peace talks to other powers thus simply break the military and leave the rest rather unscathed selling at cost to them for some bigger ends. Likewise, PTO in Vlad’s experience seemed to alternate in how severely they break a planet’s people, a lot of their higher ups kill every political figures and put in their own select infiltrators to be more one size fits all to sell, others depopulate the whole of the worlds to sell the planet as a fresh start and further others sell worlds so horridly broken that the populace would opt for Lucifer seeing he could not be a worse lord of their world to the sorts that broke their worlds into being into being sold. Paradox the shadowguard in spite of their claim to chaos, had among the more straight forward ultimatum to a world they invade, surrender to their lord or be brought to heel and kneel on fractal broken legs. Guess imperial forces always need their ball buster forces to bring new territory into line. Saiyans seemed the most malleable and situationally Savy dealing with Avalon, no slaver plantations and more or less maintained their government with, but a few guidelines added for the rather hefty boon of Avalon trade. Avalon had such great toys, made conflicts rather constant and losses with them as well so the intelligence branch, like intelligence branches are to do, unaccountably moving and making moves on behalf of their forces, walk around the gambling table with mirrors under the table to take the chips from other players kept under the table to give to their masters or their allies, as long as the galaxy was a competitive game of big gambles and not a co-op to make the galaxy better unpalatable things like this were a necessary evil.
He had to understand that no matter how much he did not like it.
<At least the lack of slaver establishment makes relations patching a bit more expedient and a few of the planets have mineral rich asteroids. The planets pay for themselves as revolting as that silver lining is to draw.>
“Is there more why you sought me out, pal?” he had worked up a backlog of tasks seeing to negotiations, he may go as far to say he would need to request aid from the brass of Avalon to help contend with the headaches. It was like he went on vacation to find the house was on fire when he got back, only the vacation was a stress ball itself.
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Post by Middy Kelly. [Elite] on Dec 25, 2021 18:15:10 GMT -5
Midnight shrugged, "Oh Vlad i have bad news, we lost earth but got it back with an alliance of the faded empire on toffit. We lost the saiya-jin homeworld to the Planet Trade Organization, they came in hard and it was like we had our pants down. In the end the order to withdraw was given and they survived with the king but lost planet vegeta. We're going to get it back though, the saiyans under the saiyan crown are ordered to train and get stronger for the invasion to get vegeta back. Now we in the saiyan empire sell planets to everyone, we rob PTO Planets and sell them back to the PTO under different names. There was something though, i helpped them get data so they could lessen the shadowwolves numbers."
The elevator kept going down and Midnight looked in the mirror. He had his saiyan elite armor, his saiyan elite guantlets and his saiyan elite boots with his taill around his sash with a golden shield on his back. "I had recently had an empifamy. I saw myself, fought myself and recieved this shield, a symbol of the saiyan people. It would be something to battle you with this shield and that's the point, i'm kookng for a fight with you. I notice your a bit stronger but i have come out of the chamber and am on my feet and ready to get some beatings down. This was going to be nightmarish fighting Vlad and not holding back but he had to stand and show the magnificence of the saiyan flag to Vlad. "I'm not asking you for help. Well it would be nice if you help the empire get the shit back by being a pain and attacking their planets and such, i'm right now finished a mission and it was a tough one on a newly found world."
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Post by Vlad on Dec 27, 2021 7:05:32 GMT -5
Vlad rubbed his chin. Scamming PTO was quite the bold move, but ethically? None would say without a blaster at their backs that PTO was the cleanest of dealers. They made sure the deal asymmetrical benefited them even if it screwed over civilizations for their gain. Vlad could not say plenty of pto bigwigs don’t have that coming being swindled to get worlds and fill them with palaces and skyscrapers of painted gold and fake gems, a false vision of providing a richer civilization polishing over identifying landscapes so the more prone to ignore their alerting AIs that the world was there’s being resold would buy property pto already owned.
Like the star wolves and others pushed by greed, the presentation of painted gold attracts them like glinting metal to a kleptomaniac. Or fresh cadavers to scavengers. Money was a by civilization agreed upon social construct in usefulness and crystallized carbon was in asteroids as well so the “precious metals” and minerals were far more abundant than the planet markets wanted the average citizen to know still fabricating it for a micro buck was an amusing way to sham a fickle a-moral sort. Perhaps one could say that was not the kindest way of looking at it but in the synthetic view point the amorality of those that would trade the value of negative sentient experience for their inability to produce this value assigned thing called money leaving them to kick families off their worlds with only enough air to make it to a galactic truck stop Vlad is happily released of the burden of giving a shit about such a malevolent slime ball getting fleeced.
Earth’s fate being in the empire’s hands was a mixed bag of emotions. He would have preferred the protectorate getting control over it again, or the scholars seeing what benefits earth could see under their enlightened thinking, tho that too tended to undervalue sentient beings to android’s taste. However, saiyans were better than PTO, and way better than the Shadow guard and their totalitarian regime. Saiyans had undergone a bit of a declawed lax leadership more akin to one would call a Persian empire approach so long as a few lax laws were heeded and tax were paid a lot of the new acquisitions could self govern to his understanding, the empire was taking limits of a planets' people more into account, so humans were treated gently and humanely vs PTO or the shadow guard one reputation so bad that the dead can find themselves sustaining the living in a plant based food chain that always seen a spike in production shortly after a lot of people happened to die and where Avalon let those who became aged to a point where their bodies could not keep up let them opt for cybernetics or retire in dignity, the authoritarian reflection was more than happy to take the broken bodies of those worked to crippled status and force cybernetic conversion to work them more in service to the one they kneel to. Earth would be a miserable place under that thumb.
He looked at his mind's cape partner and did not see a scouter. So was he just saying what he figured? The higher ranking emblem on his back? As a mechanical entity, he did not exude any traceable presence through bioelectric sensing.
“hmm one must temper one’s growth with understanding of how best to utilize it and to what ethical ends. However, the wicked of the galaxy do not rest, and we must keep up to, so understandable. Perhaps to aid with my own growth in power, I will at least target high value PTO figures or sabotage spaceports and deployment centers to throw their invasion timetables off.” Vlad seen a drone trying to move a homeless woman with a child out of the street, and he cast his machine empathy over the synthetics receiver and ordered the unit to escort the poverty-stricken family to the nearest support facility rather than rough them up and scare them to allay ways. They were 1,200 yards from the unit, but Vlad still easily bypassed the encryption and inserted an ethical alternative homeless treatment protocol into the drone.
“Suppose a simulated combat scenario is a mutually beneficial idea. And as a synthetic, not so much need to worry about my well-being in the clash with my stockpile of redundant measures to render restoration easier. Avalon having some of the best factories in the galaxy, making restoring a breeze. I was also an ambassador of Avalon to your people, so I won’t do anything to endanger the relatively positive social standing we have going, plus my sensors are better at diagnosing an opponent is near their limits so should I take the advantage I will have a myriad of non-lethal takedowns when the time nears time to call the contest.” the android said clearly still one who fights more with a mind on necessity than the sport of it, tho he was also growing to what he hoped was a healthy desire for growth in himself.
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Post by Middy Kelly. [Elite] on Dec 28, 2021 12:11:16 GMT -5
Midnight listened to what the android was saying. The PTO were a threat to begin with and were dangerous dealers, the PTO stole Vegeta from the saiyans and every saiyan is being assembled to take it back. Midnight's training with his shield was paramount to this, to be the one to lead the men into battle, an elite saiya-jin that was refiined from experience in combat; recongized by the saiyan royalty now as an official elite and with his new power, he knew the saiyan people would win the battle. It would be bloody and extreme but they'd have to push forward and push hard. They had to run them off the planet, men stronger then Midnight currently had to be bounced off the planet. That was his fight, the special forces of the PTO were his target, he had to beat them and defeat them, take them out of commision, thats what he wants to do now as he is listening to the great and holy paladin Vlad.
"I've had to bend, break, cripple, bleed and beat down the enemy all my life Vlad, it's not alway a problem solved by diplomats, sometimes a soilder, an operative, an agent or a cop can be more of an every day hero. But we do have political heroes too. People who were locked up and wouldn't give up their believes, we had saiyans locked up that wouldn't talk, were starved and beaten and had to fight to get respect. that's our ape division of the saiyan empire."
He had his circular shield in his right hand in a strap on his wrist. "We have our work cut out for us, i got stronger from training my ass off every day and got this shield from Toffit. It's annointed and it's the only weapon i can use with the art fisticuffs."
The elevator stopped and the doors opened, "After you Vlad. I'll be remembering our first spar, it won't be so easy for you...." He then powered himself up instantly in elevated super saiyan. "I'm much stronger now....i'm guessing your power hasn't gone up by that much in our time apart. Don't hold back, i never did on Gosai and i was seen as lethal."
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Post by Vlad on Dec 30, 2021 9:21:28 GMT -5
The synthetic that was a secular knight nodded “too often things worth doing require a harsher hand, But if we value dreams of peace, we must prepare for war, tho we rather be fire fighters and address crisis at hand rather than fight others, reason and benevolence with philanthropy is not how many species grown, dealing with biological beings all my existence that has been a lamentable fact many drawn to not we, me. For those kinds, violent opposition will always need to be on the table ready to drop. Tyrant, amoral CEO, slave master, malevolent manipulator.” The android let his hard light gauntlets with weapon catching reinforcement come to light and deployed the ‘faithless’ blade as the secular paladin had faith not in the powers that be but the people strength of spirit.
“Powering up for an android is a bit different, my friend, it takes Allot to bring growth to our synthetic form's boundless potential energy, I have been weary of growing my power beyond my wisdom to use it right, an android does not tire nearly as fast as an organic our powers do not diminish with the utilization of weapon energy and our bodies do not generate a degenerating fatigue state. As well” the android’s eyes glowed emissive at the iris as he linked his resource allocation sub processor upgrade with the secondary and tertiary power system, engaging his superior firmware functionality. His eyes glowed softly as his systems settled, as lucidity returned to his gaze as his power surged.
“Perhaps should you find yourself on Avalon You and I could also have a controlled combat encounter, we need not do more than avoid lethal damages in that case, plenty of mighty clashes end with both fighters walking away or one being air carried away.” Vlad stepped out onto the combat stage. “We can do plenty to challenge each other even as it stands.
Vlad let hi powerful mind attempt to give his partner a kick to the reality perception with hypnotic power if such was successful he would see a dozen Vlad’s blinking in and out of existence across the field uncertainty of where the real one was until sounds of a heavy blasting cannon could be heard prepared behind him “hell flash!” in an instant his power spiked by 1/4th increase to his power level as he overcharged his body for double offensive power and speed which he then rocketed at his left flank to send a power punch cross to his left cheek, the hard light blade morphing to gauntlet knuckle dusters he would then thruster into the air awaiting his opponent’s response with omni directional movement capability.
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Post by Middy Kelly. [Elite] on Dec 30, 2021 17:55:12 GMT -5
Midnight would have been caught off guard but he closed his eyes as Vlad was talking he was slowly pushing his power out of his body while in base saiya-jin, a saiyan warrior elite such as his learned methods to best anyone in battle. Now Vlad was a droid so he couldn't sense him but he could feel his vibrations in the air, so from behind as Vlad yelled 'hell flash', Midnight got on all fours and preformed a volley of low spinning shuriken kicks to the legs, knees, thighs, quad and torso to really show vlad that he's come along way since his last fight, he trained endlessly and did missions for the saiyan crown and it wasn't a odd event to fight someone who was stronger then you before, the rematch is always the best.
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Post by Vlad on Jan 2, 2022 11:03:13 GMT -5
The synth precognition predictive model evaded the counter to his hell flash, then parried the followup and went for the power punch when he managed to force an opening. The hard light plating rang, and his wrist pain sensors reeled a bit but machine's power beyond it. The synthetic flew off after the attempt of charged hybrid punch. He then Jet in a circle before engaging his plasma phoenix aura as he went for his variant of dragon dive the claws extending readying to bite hard into his torso the power between them made it not likely possible to inflict lethal damage unless he were so worn to be quite low energy to endure, assuming that now the synth figured the hybrid dive would be a good show of his claws and momentum he had improved to his form and positioning of strike biting into his defenses <rocket punch> he gave the command and as he pointed his fist to the chest trying to push him back to set up the follow up a photonic shell expelling out of his mouth. A massive cloud of dust kicked up from his blast, impacting the land, no matter if on the other end was his adversary and his fist or just his fist. His fist rotated back, snapping back into his wrist. The photons were bent away, so in spite of being in the heart of the boom, the part of him pushed his energy away. He awaited clear response.
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Post by Middy Kelly. [Elite] on Jan 3, 2022 9:52:18 GMT -5
Midnight saw this attack and stood it down with his shield, As it rushed in hard, soon he used zanzoken to up his speed and make an afterimage for Vlad to go through then as he stopped, Midnight appeared infront of him with a hard serafin punch to the gut, then the blast discharged to the point that this would cause some serious damage rhen endless lefts and rights were thrown at a speed the naked eye could not detect and discharged endless mastered blast punches to the upper body and midsection. THis was only the beginning, soon a hard staigjht hi kick was launced to the throat of the android in an attempt to push him backl The Protonic shel;l was moved out the way to the wall on a deflect then has his right punch to throw a blast punch to the center of Vlad.
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Post by Vlad on Jan 7, 2022 2:32:52 GMT -5
Vlad whistled <significant growth did happen> he was stagger backward by the intense punch as he vomited lubricant, but other than that recovered rather quick as he pulsed with power in his frame tossing off the damage from his blows “oh my that is a good show of your growth I only keep up because synthetic minds operate quicker than organic beings” he responded, Vlad countered the punches with a rocketing close line. His siphoning the blast punches the synthetic was tireless, and that did help him in giving him a formidable foe to throw himself against aggressively, and he caught the kick his elevated reaction system sparking to life again spinning around to give a high momentum back fist, and he closed his first meeting the last blast punch with him, he then back flipped attempting to uppercut him on the chin with his feet before landing 8 feet away before he went charging with a boar charge his blade over his middle knuckle a tusk.
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Post by Middy Kelly. [Elite] on Jan 11, 2022 14:19:31 GMT -5
Midnight now got hit by a clothesline and flipped in the air then got back to his feet and took a dagger fist stance as he began to throw blast punches which the android was taking with no difficulty, as the kick was landed, Vlad was pushed back only to spring forward until Midnight put his hands together as he got close and fired a flash bomb which would have pelted 8p Vlad if he didn't do anything or even make a defense. This should cause the android to feel the pain and realize that this wasn't Middy's first rodeo.
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