Introduction
An excerpt from a wandering samurai's diary, dated August 13th, 1599
It has only been a few months ago, and the terrible war that took so much away from our land, our families, our friends, and peace has returned to Japan. The price however, was almost too dear as two long and bloody years of demons marching across the land and men beside them swept across everything in their path, destroying and corrupting everything they touched. The demons, called Genma, had returned after fifteen years of lying dormant when Nobunaga Oda was still alive, but yet he was not since he was a monster resurrected by the same demons that had come back to plague us. If not for the actions of a single warrior, a powerful and dangerous samurai, and a member of the Onimusha Clan, our world would be covered in the bodies of every man, woman, and child. Samanosuke Akechi is the reason we are here still, but to give him all the credit alone would be an affront to the 12 Oni Gods, since they gave him the power to do what had to be done.
Fifteen years, and several natural disasters occured one right after the other. Volcanoes, floods, earthquakes, and then the Omen Star appeared in the sky, as if to herald the coming of more darkness and death. The Genma appeared shortly afterward, laying waste to all in their path, and our lord did nothing, until another Oni appeared. The God of Darkness gave his reincarnation the same dark power, allowing Hideyashu Toyotomi the ability as the first of their order. I was there in Kyoto when the Blue Demon appeared to fight against his own adopted father and end the reign of terror he had started two years previous. It is a sight I shall never forget, but words cannot begin to describe what power the two wielded against the other. The power that both the Black Oni and the Genma Lord our ruler had obtained in such a short time was that of the Gods themselves, until the fight ended with Soki the winner. Then a true god appeared, that of the God of Light. He too fell before the might of the Onimusha and his friends he had gathered during his long road.
Jubei of the Yagyuu clan, possessing the power of the Demon Eye, giving her the power to freeze time around her for a limited duration. Roberto Frois, possessing a power in both of his arms from some unknown artifact that was surgically implanted during his life, had the power to destroy the source of Hideyoshi's power, the Dark Stones. Ohatsu, possessing the same dark blood as Nobunaga Oda, being a distant relation to the monster, could order four floating crystals to fire upon her enemies. Tenkai the Wise was the one that brought them together, and he was the one that brought the weapon that ended it all against the Black Oni's father, the Oni Gauntlet. With this in hand, and the souls of a thousand dead warriors, both human and Genma alike, the true Onimusha was awoken from within the Blue Demon, and set upon the enemy before them all without mercy. If not for these brave souls, then our world would have been lost. Still, the cost was almost too great, and the Blue Demon, Soki, the Oni of the Ash, was never seen again as he disappeared with the Omen Star the same night he had killed a God. Where he might be, if he be still alive, is unknown, but it is hoped that he still lives and will appear again if the world should need him anew, or the Gods will appoint new heroes as they have before. Until that day comes, I hope this recording of events will aid whoever finds this.
Name unknown...
It is the modern day and age, and the ancient wars between the Onimusha and the Genma have been all but forgotten by the people of this world. There are those however, while limited in number, that have not forgotten, and still research the secrets behind the two races, so that if another war breaks out, humanity will be ready for it. Even so, there are still those that worship the Genma as well as the Oni, and these people would be more than happy to bring the end to us all if given a chance. All they need is a way, and that might have been found when a discovery in the heart of Africa's Amazon Jungle was unearthed in the form of a temple, depicting the ancient struggle between humanity and the demons. The most important find however, besides the hundreds of artifacts of weapons, armor, and skeletal remains of the humans and Onimusha both, was a dark orb the size of a fist that had a purple mist swirling about its center, as if it contained a black hole in its core. The inscriptions on the walls and on a 30 foot tall obelisk that the orb had rested in told the dig teams more than they wanted to know. The orb and everything inside the temple was sent to New York City, where a lab set up for such an occasion went to work in trying to figure out what it was all for, coming back with the old tales of the 12 Oni Gods and of how they chose champions to defend humanity, as well as what the orb was for. It was a key to unlocking the Genma from their eternal prison....
(Three Onimusha and a Genma Lord are required. For now, I shall be controlling the Genma forces until such a person is made, after the orb is stolen of course lol.)
It has only been a few months ago, and the terrible war that took so much away from our land, our families, our friends, and peace has returned to Japan. The price however, was almost too dear as two long and bloody years of demons marching across the land and men beside them swept across everything in their path, destroying and corrupting everything they touched. The demons, called Genma, had returned after fifteen years of lying dormant when Nobunaga Oda was still alive, but yet he was not since he was a monster resurrected by the same demons that had come back to plague us. If not for the actions of a single warrior, a powerful and dangerous samurai, and a member of the Onimusha Clan, our world would be covered in the bodies of every man, woman, and child. Samanosuke Akechi is the reason we are here still, but to give him all the credit alone would be an affront to the 12 Oni Gods, since they gave him the power to do what had to be done.
Fifteen years, and several natural disasters occured one right after the other. Volcanoes, floods, earthquakes, and then the Omen Star appeared in the sky, as if to herald the coming of more darkness and death. The Genma appeared shortly afterward, laying waste to all in their path, and our lord did nothing, until another Oni appeared. The God of Darkness gave his reincarnation the same dark power, allowing Hideyashu Toyotomi the ability as the first of their order. I was there in Kyoto when the Blue Demon appeared to fight against his own adopted father and end the reign of terror he had started two years previous. It is a sight I shall never forget, but words cannot begin to describe what power the two wielded against the other. The power that both the Black Oni and the Genma Lord our ruler had obtained in such a short time was that of the Gods themselves, until the fight ended with Soki the winner. Then a true god appeared, that of the God of Light. He too fell before the might of the Onimusha and his friends he had gathered during his long road.
Jubei of the Yagyuu clan, possessing the power of the Demon Eye, giving her the power to freeze time around her for a limited duration. Roberto Frois, possessing a power in both of his arms from some unknown artifact that was surgically implanted during his life, had the power to destroy the source of Hideyoshi's power, the Dark Stones. Ohatsu, possessing the same dark blood as Nobunaga Oda, being a distant relation to the monster, could order four floating crystals to fire upon her enemies. Tenkai the Wise was the one that brought them together, and he was the one that brought the weapon that ended it all against the Black Oni's father, the Oni Gauntlet. With this in hand, and the souls of a thousand dead warriors, both human and Genma alike, the true Onimusha was awoken from within the Blue Demon, and set upon the enemy before them all without mercy. If not for these brave souls, then our world would have been lost. Still, the cost was almost too great, and the Blue Demon, Soki, the Oni of the Ash, was never seen again as he disappeared with the Omen Star the same night he had killed a God. Where he might be, if he be still alive, is unknown, but it is hoped that he still lives and will appear again if the world should need him anew, or the Gods will appoint new heroes as they have before. Until that day comes, I hope this recording of events will aid whoever finds this.
Name unknown...
It is the modern day and age, and the ancient wars between the Onimusha and the Genma have been all but forgotten by the people of this world. There are those however, while limited in number, that have not forgotten, and still research the secrets behind the two races, so that if another war breaks out, humanity will be ready for it. Even so, there are still those that worship the Genma as well as the Oni, and these people would be more than happy to bring the end to us all if given a chance. All they need is a way, and that might have been found when a discovery in the heart of Africa's Amazon Jungle was unearthed in the form of a temple, depicting the ancient struggle between humanity and the demons. The most important find however, besides the hundreds of artifacts of weapons, armor, and skeletal remains of the humans and Onimusha both, was a dark orb the size of a fist that had a purple mist swirling about its center, as if it contained a black hole in its core. The inscriptions on the walls and on a 30 foot tall obelisk that the orb had rested in told the dig teams more than they wanted to know. The orb and everything inside the temple was sent to New York City, where a lab set up for such an occasion went to work in trying to figure out what it was all for, coming back with the old tales of the 12 Oni Gods and of how they chose champions to defend humanity, as well as what the orb was for. It was a key to unlocking the Genma from their eternal prison....
(Three Onimusha and a Genma Lord are required. For now, I shall be controlling the Genma forces until such a person is made, after the orb is stolen of course lol.)
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Tenkai Nankobo, wandering priest, samurai, and eternally young Japanese male was in one of the biggest cities of America. He had been on this world for five hundred years and more, and yet the wonders of the new world still amazed him despite his age and experience. The sun had yet to rise, and already the city was abuzz with activity as people got an early start for work or were returning home from various locations. The tall metal and glass superstructures that surrounded him, and the countless vehicles that roamed the labyrinth of black concrete and cement were a bother and an eyesore, preferring to walk among nature's forests and mountains, but the red armored warrior, standing at an even 5 foot seven inches, silver hair tied in a wild ponytail, a green jade necklace around his neck and a staff slung across his back, had important business to take care of this day. Walking down Main Street and taking a left turn at the end of the block, Tenkai the Wise made his way to a 300 story building, a symbol of the Oni clan emblazoned on the front of it, although most people had no idea what the symbol meant as they passed it by. Genma and Onimusha Research Labs was the full name of the building that Tenkai served as its chief researcher given his intimate knowledge of both species, having fought alongside Oni warriors in the past, against the demonic legions that had tried to wipe out humanity time and time again. Passing the main desk, the security team standing on both sides of the doors and in front of the twin elevators that were behind the metal front desk didn't even look Tenkai's way as he walked past, having pulled his staff off of his back to use it as a walking stick despite the fact he didn't need it as such. Pressing the buttons for the 242th floor, and slipping a key card into its slot, the doors slid shut before the elevator shot up to his destination.
The first fifty floors were devoted to public relations, ranging from exercise rooms to quarters for lower ranked security teams, as well as the much less dangerous stuff that was stored here. Simple weapons and armor from varying time periods and even duplicates of the more dangerous things they kept here for the public to see when they opened the place up for tours during the busier tourist months, a decision by Tenkai so that, even if the people that came here didn't believe the stories, at least they would have something to mull over. That was enough for him at least as far as educating the masses about the ancient and devastating wars that took place time and time again, the most recent of which was five hundred years ago. The next fifty were devoted research labs to a number of different things, including computer mainframes for data storage of the less sensitive materials. Regular research into regular every day things, nothing more nothing less. More crew quarters, gyms, and other recreation centers as well as more data storage rooms were located above, fifty floors until one reached the 150 mark. Then the real purpose behind the building and the people that worked here came to light for the few that knew about it. Every floor from here had extensive security ranging from bio scans to voice recognition pass keys, as well as having to have the proper clearance from the chief of security and Tenkai himself, such access only being given to those that had earned it and could be trusted with the dangerous creatures they studied so as to better understand how to kill them if and when another outbreak of Genma occurred. Storage pens were located on the 200th floor up, most of which were empty, but 150 to 199 were home to the robotics division as well as the genetics labs. Tenkai was of the mind that while he hated the fact they were playing God when it came to the research they were doing, he would find a fast and easy way to defeat the Genma by any means necessary if they should ever arise again.
200 hundred to the top were the most dangerous of the areas that Tenkai and the other researchers and scientists worked, being akin to Area 51 in that everyone had to pass through rigorous security checks going in and out of their assigned areas, as well as being forced through sterilization and disposal of hazmat suits when their time was done in whatever area they were in. There was also penthouse suites for Tenkai's personal personnel, hand picked from the brightest minds all across the globe. Ranging from ancient language translators to physicists to geneticists, only the best were allowed anywhere near what was going on in G and O Labs which was funded by the US government, being part of the Defense Bill since the late 1940s or so after a dozen of the weakest Genma escaped, having nowhere near enough security at the time, and the president not believing in what they were doing until after the mess had been cleaned up with very few casualties. When it was discovered by the local police force at the time, as well as the few MPs that had gotten involved that the demons couldn't be harmed by modern day weaponry at all, only seeming to make the Genma drones more pissed off than what they already were, it had been up to Tenkai to destroy the creatures before they could cause any substantial damage. Luckily, he knew exactly how to deal with them, and ever since his research had been going smoothly as the building he had to work during that time was expanded to what it was to this day almost in one whole year.
Stepping off of the elevator, Tenkai looked to the camera that was mounted in the corner of the room, overlooking the elevators as well as another that overlooked the hallway that he made his way for. Passing by multiple scanners that picked up on everything, down to his fingernails and his eyelashes, as well as the magical energies embedded in his staff, the bullet proof glass doors slid open with a silent hiss before Tenkai proceeded deeper into the maze that was G and O Labs, having received word that the Genma Stone had been translated fully after its delivery a month ago. He wanted to see the results for himself before making any judgments....
Tenkai Nankobo, wandering priest, samurai, and eternally young Japanese male was in one of the biggest cities of America. He had been on this world for five hundred years and more, and yet the wonders of the new world still amazed him despite his age and experience. The sun had yet to rise, and already the city was abuzz with activity as people got an early start for work or were returning home from various locations. The tall metal and glass superstructures that surrounded him, and the countless vehicles that roamed the labyrinth of black concrete and cement were a bother and an eyesore, preferring to walk among nature's forests and mountains, but the red armored warrior, standing at an even 5 foot seven inches, silver hair tied in a wild ponytail, a green jade necklace around his neck and a staff slung across his back, had important business to take care of this day. Walking down Main Street and taking a left turn at the end of the block, Tenkai the Wise made his way to a 300 story building, a symbol of the Oni clan emblazoned on the front of it, although most people had no idea what the symbol meant as they passed it by. Genma and Onimusha Research Labs was the full name of the building that Tenkai served as its chief researcher given his intimate knowledge of both species, having fought alongside Oni warriors in the past, against the demonic legions that had tried to wipe out humanity time and time again. Passing the main desk, the security team standing on both sides of the doors and in front of the twin elevators that were behind the metal front desk didn't even look Tenkai's way as he walked past, having pulled his staff off of his back to use it as a walking stick despite the fact he didn't need it as such. Pressing the buttons for the 242th floor, and slipping a key card into its slot, the doors slid shut before the elevator shot up to his destination.
The first fifty floors were devoted to public relations, ranging from exercise rooms to quarters for lower ranked security teams, as well as the much less dangerous stuff that was stored here. Simple weapons and armor from varying time periods and even duplicates of the more dangerous things they kept here for the public to see when they opened the place up for tours during the busier tourist months, a decision by Tenkai so that, even if the people that came here didn't believe the stories, at least they would have something to mull over. That was enough for him at least as far as educating the masses about the ancient and devastating wars that took place time and time again, the most recent of which was five hundred years ago. The next fifty were devoted research labs to a number of different things, including computer mainframes for data storage of the less sensitive materials. Regular research into regular every day things, nothing more nothing less. More crew quarters, gyms, and other recreation centers as well as more data storage rooms were located above, fifty floors until one reached the 150 mark. Then the real purpose behind the building and the people that worked here came to light for the few that knew about it. Every floor from here had extensive security ranging from bio scans to voice recognition pass keys, as well as having to have the proper clearance from the chief of security and Tenkai himself, such access only being given to those that had earned it and could be trusted with the dangerous creatures they studied so as to better understand how to kill them if and when another outbreak of Genma occurred. Storage pens were located on the 200th floor up, most of which were empty, but 150 to 199 were home to the robotics division as well as the genetics labs. Tenkai was of the mind that while he hated the fact they were playing God when it came to the research they were doing, he would find a fast and easy way to defeat the Genma by any means necessary if they should ever arise again.
200 hundred to the top were the most dangerous of the areas that Tenkai and the other researchers and scientists worked, being akin to Area 51 in that everyone had to pass through rigorous security checks going in and out of their assigned areas, as well as being forced through sterilization and disposal of hazmat suits when their time was done in whatever area they were in. There was also penthouse suites for Tenkai's personal personnel, hand picked from the brightest minds all across the globe. Ranging from ancient language translators to physicists to geneticists, only the best were allowed anywhere near what was going on in G and O Labs which was funded by the US government, being part of the Defense Bill since the late 1940s or so after a dozen of the weakest Genma escaped, having nowhere near enough security at the time, and the president not believing in what they were doing until after the mess had been cleaned up with very few casualties. When it was discovered by the local police force at the time, as well as the few MPs that had gotten involved that the demons couldn't be harmed by modern day weaponry at all, only seeming to make the Genma drones more pissed off than what they already were, it had been up to Tenkai to destroy the creatures before they could cause any substantial damage. Luckily, he knew exactly how to deal with them, and ever since his research had been going smoothly as the building he had to work during that time was expanded to what it was to this day almost in one whole year.
Stepping off of the elevator, Tenkai looked to the camera that was mounted in the corner of the room, overlooking the elevators as well as another that overlooked the hallway that he made his way for. Passing by multiple scanners that picked up on everything, down to his fingernails and his eyelashes, as well as the magical energies embedded in his staff, the bullet proof glass doors slid open with a silent hiss before Tenkai proceeded deeper into the maze that was G and O Labs, having received word that the Genma Stone had been translated fully after its delivery a month ago. He wanted to see the results for himself before making any judgments....
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Tora Kmaikage was strolling through the JFK airport, pissed off as any one could be. Not only did she hate the massive monster of human "advancement and genius"
"A murder of Mother" she mumbled, refering to Mother Nature as just Mother, to herself lost in it's twisting corridors and people. Her mumbling drew a few curious stares whihc she quickly growled at, dispelling any doubt in their mind that she was not the person to be messed with. She was carrying no luggage at all, except for a small cloth satchel, with her clothes and a gym bag, with her spear inside. A pair of young males leaning up against a wall obviously slightly drunk shouted "Hey, Hun, how much for a go?". Tora snapped her head around and marched up to them then with out a word or a second thought punched one of them in the jaw with a right hook, that was met with a satisfying popping noise. Then she spun on her heel and stalked away...
{2 Hours Later}
Tora looked up at the Genma and Onimusha Research Labs, her stomache turning at the shear size of the building. She pulled out a crumpled piece of paper form her satchel, and looked at it then back up at the building. She swallowed hard, having already calmed down from the incident at the airport, instead it being replaced by nervousness and tension. Screwing this up could cost her her only opportunity to learn more about the war she was so obsessed with. She heard a car honking behind her and jumped with fear, then turned her head long enough to glower at the car before it sped off. She reached out and felt the cold steel of the doorhandle and pulled on the door for it to open, releasing a jet of cool Air conditioned air, that wooshed past her. She stepped inside and looked around the inside, it seeming like a fairly innocent building and shivered as she felt an odd hunch. She felt so out of place within the heart of the concrete jungle. Finaly Tora strode down to the receptionist's desk looking at the crumbled piece of paper nervously then looked up and trying to sound as polite and civil as possible whispered "I'm looking for Tenkai Nankobo".
"A murder of Mother" she mumbled, refering to Mother Nature as just Mother, to herself lost in it's twisting corridors and people. Her mumbling drew a few curious stares whihc she quickly growled at, dispelling any doubt in their mind that she was not the person to be messed with. She was carrying no luggage at all, except for a small cloth satchel, with her clothes and a gym bag, with her spear inside. A pair of young males leaning up against a wall obviously slightly drunk shouted "Hey, Hun, how much for a go?". Tora snapped her head around and marched up to them then with out a word or a second thought punched one of them in the jaw with a right hook, that was met with a satisfying popping noise. Then she spun on her heel and stalked away...
{2 Hours Later}
Tora looked up at the Genma and Onimusha Research Labs, her stomache turning at the shear size of the building. She pulled out a crumpled piece of paper form her satchel, and looked at it then back up at the building. She swallowed hard, having already calmed down from the incident at the airport, instead it being replaced by nervousness and tension. Screwing this up could cost her her only opportunity to learn more about the war she was so obsessed with. She heard a car honking behind her and jumped with fear, then turned her head long enough to glower at the car before it sped off. She reached out and felt the cold steel of the doorhandle and pulled on the door for it to open, releasing a jet of cool Air conditioned air, that wooshed past her. She stepped inside and looked around the inside, it seeming like a fairly innocent building and shivered as she felt an odd hunch. She felt so out of place within the heart of the concrete jungle. Finaly Tora strode down to the receptionist's desk looking at the crumbled piece of paper nervously then looked up and trying to sound as polite and civil as possible whispered "I'm looking for Tenkai Nankobo".
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Tenkai snapped his attention away from the notes that had been gathered, having been reading them from a member of the research team's personal computer. "What do you think sir? Is it as bad as you seem to think?" The young man asked, worried as much as his boss was.
"It's worse. According to this, we found the Genma Orb that can be used to open the way to their dark plane and keep it open once it's been inserted into the proper locking mechanism. What that is, the obelisk doesn't reveal at least, but I have a feeling someone that will be looking for it does. Put it in Containment and have the password changed once a week. I'd say once a day, but that might be asking too much." Tenkai replied, squeezing the man's shoulder gently before hearing a buzz from a nearby intercom. Pushing the button that was beside his assistant's elbow, Tenkai waited a moment before replying to the secretary on the ground floor. "Yes? What is it Niobe?"
"We have someone here that is asking for you by name sir. Should I send her up?" She sounded a bit nervous as she glanced up to Tora's face, and Tenkai picked up on it. Maybe it was nothing, maybe it was an omen of things to come. He needed to see this person to find out for himself.
"Send her to my quarters on the top floor. I'll make sure to meet her there." Tenkai replied, already having a feeling he should make ready to test whoever this person was, as he had Soki so long ago.
"Right away sir." Niobe replied before turning to Tora again and one of the guards that were with her. "Escort her to Tenkai's penthouse and make sure she doesn't wander anywhere else." Of course, the guard that came up didn't have to be told that, having a fair idea himself of what happened here. Nodding curtly, he turned to Tora, a sword strapped to his hip as well as a full auto machine gun on his back.
"Follow me ma'am." Was all he would say as he walked towards the elevators, punching in the numbers before slipping his own key card into the slot as Tenka had a while ago.
Tenkai meanwhile was heading up to his private quarters, preparing the room as he had before when testing Soki, only that had been a small square walled in area then. Casting a spell on the space, one that made an image of a loved one seem to be unconscious on the floor so that whoever walked in would feel the need to fight against him, Tenkai put on his red mask that had a cut running up to the left eye, a mark made by an old enemy before standing in front of his double wooden sliding doors, his staff out and ready to go. The room itself was sparsely decorated with furniture, only a simple Japanese style cot against the east wall and old engravings of the people he had traveled with, faded with time but the pictures were still easy to see. The walls themselves, while metal and concrete underneath the wallpaper, were made to look like a field in his native homeland, a beautiful sakura tree, a real sakura tree and not one of the cursed Genma replicas that had been planted all over Japan during the last great war. If his hunch was right, and he hoped that he wasn't, he would be busy recruiting for the next war as he had five hundred years ago.
((This is gonna be fun. He won't injure you, so long of course you fight to your fullest, but I ask you avoid spearing me lol. It will be enough just to test her and nothing more.))
"It's worse. According to this, we found the Genma Orb that can be used to open the way to their dark plane and keep it open once it's been inserted into the proper locking mechanism. What that is, the obelisk doesn't reveal at least, but I have a feeling someone that will be looking for it does. Put it in Containment and have the password changed once a week. I'd say once a day, but that might be asking too much." Tenkai replied, squeezing the man's shoulder gently before hearing a buzz from a nearby intercom. Pushing the button that was beside his assistant's elbow, Tenkai waited a moment before replying to the secretary on the ground floor. "Yes? What is it Niobe?"
"We have someone here that is asking for you by name sir. Should I send her up?" She sounded a bit nervous as she glanced up to Tora's face, and Tenkai picked up on it. Maybe it was nothing, maybe it was an omen of things to come. He needed to see this person to find out for himself.
"Send her to my quarters on the top floor. I'll make sure to meet her there." Tenkai replied, already having a feeling he should make ready to test whoever this person was, as he had Soki so long ago.
"Right away sir." Niobe replied before turning to Tora again and one of the guards that were with her. "Escort her to Tenkai's penthouse and make sure she doesn't wander anywhere else." Of course, the guard that came up didn't have to be told that, having a fair idea himself of what happened here. Nodding curtly, he turned to Tora, a sword strapped to his hip as well as a full auto machine gun on his back.
"Follow me ma'am." Was all he would say as he walked towards the elevators, punching in the numbers before slipping his own key card into the slot as Tenka had a while ago.
Tenkai meanwhile was heading up to his private quarters, preparing the room as he had before when testing Soki, only that had been a small square walled in area then. Casting a spell on the space, one that made an image of a loved one seem to be unconscious on the floor so that whoever walked in would feel the need to fight against him, Tenkai put on his red mask that had a cut running up to the left eye, a mark made by an old enemy before standing in front of his double wooden sliding doors, his staff out and ready to go. The room itself was sparsely decorated with furniture, only a simple Japanese style cot against the east wall and old engravings of the people he had traveled with, faded with time but the pictures were still easy to see. The walls themselves, while metal and concrete underneath the wallpaper, were made to look like a field in his native homeland, a beautiful sakura tree, a real sakura tree and not one of the cursed Genma replicas that had been planted all over Japan during the last great war. If his hunch was right, and he hoped that he wasn't, he would be busy recruiting for the next war as he had five hundred years ago.
((This is gonna be fun. He won't injure you, so long of course you fight to your fullest, but I ask you avoid spearing me lol. It will be enough just to test her and nothing more.))
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Tora looked at the security guard and sighed, then glaced at the receptionist and mumbled a quick thanks. The elevator doors opened and she put one foot in it and pressed down on it, the elvevator didn't budge. Tora peered up at the guard then finaly asked "Why do you trust these cages?" then shuffled onto the elevator and stood in a corner quietly looking down at her feet, feeling jittery and tense. She heard the dinging of the elevator signaling each step further up. After what to her seemed like a decade the elevator was rumbling to a halt. "This is your floor, ma'am" the guard said, steely auhtority in his voice. Then without a word Tora stepped out of the elevator onto Tenkai's floor. Then she looked up seeing a armored and armed figure standing before her and on the floor next to him a woman of surreal beauty only heard of in legends and myths. The woman's hair was that of a muddy green falling down past her waist in a wave, her skin was tanned like that of a person who spent much time outdoors or camping, she was tall and graceful, and she was wearing nothing but a gown made of vines and leaves. Tora looked at the woman than looked up at Tenkai.
"You hurt Mother, but I will not hurt you, I'll let Mother do that when she awakens. You will face me now!" Was all Tora could think to say. Then she dropped the gym bag and the clothe satchel and pull the spear out of the gym bag, turning it around to the blade end was pointing away from Tenkai, then drops to all fours and growled. Lashing out with the dull end of the spear aimed at Tenkai's kneecap.
"You hurt Mother, but I will not hurt you, I'll let Mother do that when she awakens. You will face me now!" Was all Tora could think to say. Then she dropped the gym bag and the clothe satchel and pull the spear out of the gym bag, turning it around to the blade end was pointing away from Tenkai, then drops to all fours and growled. Lashing out with the dull end of the spear aimed at Tenkai's kneecap.
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The android sat in a well-lit room, its black armor reflecting the lamps in the ceiling. Scientists of various fields tended to tasks, running countless cords from every processor output in the machine’s body and gathering as much data as they possibly could. Everything from targeting data to brain wave patterns were being recorded and analyzed by teams of specialists.
“I hate how it looks turned off…”
Genie Carmella was a specialist in the field of neural abnormalities and stood in front of the android, looking into the darkened slits that, when the machine was on, glowed a vicious blue and served as the android’s eyes. A short man with brown hair walked up beside her.
“It’s just a computer.”
“It isn’t ‘just’ a computer. Computer’s don’t think for themselves.”
The short man, Karl Wingright, shrugged his shoulders.
“I’ve seen military technologies far more advanced then this. It’s an illusion, she doesn’t have any freewill; she might as well be a programmed robot.”
Genie chewed her lip and stood back up, turning and walked back to her laptop and looking at the many brain activity scans that were on the screen. It was disturbing to her, to think that AI was no longer just a myth. She had worked with human’s all her life, as a psychologist it was her job to analyze the brain… But something about a machine having a brain just seemed so wrong.
“Well I need to wrap this up.”
“A bunch of us are heading out for drinks after, want to come?”
Genie nodded.
“Sure, I’ll meet you there.”
In some ways, AMANDA was aware of those around her, but they were like ghosts in a thick fog, only tickling the back of her brain. The darkness that enveloped her was impossible to put into words; it was like trying to describe your mother’s womb. To AMANDA, this place was a world, outside of the waking, it contained nothing and yet it contained everything all in the same moment. Time was nothing here; years were seconds, minutes were milliseconds, and nothing made sense as she floated, weightless in the black soup of non-existence. Comforting was the only word she thought fit to describe this place, the plane, of nothingness.
Suddenly the world flickered into view, at first it was black and white, but slowly colour washed over the faces that stared into her eyes. Awake again it would seem. AMANDA panned her head from side to side, hearing the gears in her neck whirl and mesh together seamlessly.
“Alright, we’ve got a response. Visual processors look good… Brain scans are coming back ok. She looks good.”
The man who had spoken was a tall redhead wrapped in a white lab coat. She quickly zoomed in on his nametag and the letters were extracted from the one-dimensional surface and placed on her visual screen. It read, Parker H. Lighting. Another man stepped into her field of vision and she quickly scanned his hands for weapons checked his pupil dilation, heat rate, as well as his nametag. ‘Jason Parts’.
“Excellent! H-e-l-l-o AMANDA, can you hear me?”
He spoke slowly as if to an infant. AMANDA looked up and nodded.
“Respond vocally.”
“Yes.”
Her voice was cold and mechanical, as though it had been filtered through five radios before exiting the helmet. In fact, that wasn’t far off from the reality.
“Good! Alright, we’re just going to run some standard scans. Just sit still.”
Jason’s pupils grew by .00012 millimeters. AMANDA knew he was lying but had no desire to act on the information.
“Do you understand? Respond vocally.”
She turned and looked at the man for a few seconds.
“I understand.”
He stroked his chin.
“Bit of a delayed response there… better check her vocal processors.”
The redhead, Parker, looked at Jason.
“Maybe she just doesn’t like talking, sir?”
“Don’t be ridiculous, she’s a machine Parker, nothing more.”
“I hate how it looks turned off…”
Genie Carmella was a specialist in the field of neural abnormalities and stood in front of the android, looking into the darkened slits that, when the machine was on, glowed a vicious blue and served as the android’s eyes. A short man with brown hair walked up beside her.
“It’s just a computer.”
“It isn’t ‘just’ a computer. Computer’s don’t think for themselves.”
The short man, Karl Wingright, shrugged his shoulders.
“I’ve seen military technologies far more advanced then this. It’s an illusion, she doesn’t have any freewill; she might as well be a programmed robot.”
Genie chewed her lip and stood back up, turning and walked back to her laptop and looking at the many brain activity scans that were on the screen. It was disturbing to her, to think that AI was no longer just a myth. She had worked with human’s all her life, as a psychologist it was her job to analyze the brain… But something about a machine having a brain just seemed so wrong.
“Well I need to wrap this up.”
“A bunch of us are heading out for drinks after, want to come?”
Genie nodded.
“Sure, I’ll meet you there.”
In some ways, AMANDA was aware of those around her, but they were like ghosts in a thick fog, only tickling the back of her brain. The darkness that enveloped her was impossible to put into words; it was like trying to describe your mother’s womb. To AMANDA, this place was a world, outside of the waking, it contained nothing and yet it contained everything all in the same moment. Time was nothing here; years were seconds, minutes were milliseconds, and nothing made sense as she floated, weightless in the black soup of non-existence. Comforting was the only word she thought fit to describe this place, the plane, of nothingness.
Suddenly the world flickered into view, at first it was black and white, but slowly colour washed over the faces that stared into her eyes. Awake again it would seem. AMANDA panned her head from side to side, hearing the gears in her neck whirl and mesh together seamlessly.
“Alright, we’ve got a response. Visual processors look good… Brain scans are coming back ok. She looks good.”
The man who had spoken was a tall redhead wrapped in a white lab coat. She quickly zoomed in on his nametag and the letters were extracted from the one-dimensional surface and placed on her visual screen. It read, Parker H. Lighting. Another man stepped into her field of vision and she quickly scanned his hands for weapons checked his pupil dilation, heat rate, as well as his nametag. ‘Jason Parts’.
“Excellent! H-e-l-l-o AMANDA, can you hear me?”
He spoke slowly as if to an infant. AMANDA looked up and nodded.
“Respond vocally.”
“Yes.”
Her voice was cold and mechanical, as though it had been filtered through five radios before exiting the helmet. In fact, that wasn’t far off from the reality.
“Good! Alright, we’re just going to run some standard scans. Just sit still.”
Jason’s pupils grew by .00012 millimeters. AMANDA knew he was lying but had no desire to act on the information.
“Do you understand? Respond vocally.”
She turned and looked at the man for a few seconds.
“I understand.”
He stroked his chin.
“Bit of a delayed response there… better check her vocal processors.”
The redhead, Parker, looked at Jason.
“Maybe she just doesn’t like talking, sir?”
“Don’t be ridiculous, she’s a machine Parker, nothing more.”
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((Very good posts so far guys and gals. This next post is a combined effort between me and Paranoid22))
Tenkai didn't say a word, keeping his stance neutral as he slammed the butt of his staff against the woman's spear end, driving it into the floor before rushing forward, leading with his right foot for her face.
Tora was not in a good position to dodge caught off guard by the quick movement, instead of blocking or dodging she lifted her face up and let the kick slam into her chest driving her back on to her back. Then, quickly recovering and throwing a jab at the man's chest, slowing it down a bit intentionally.
Tenkai was impressed she could think so quickly and was driven back a step or two as the spear was planted against his armored chest. The enchanted metal, infused with countless Genma souls however, turned the blade aside. "Why do you fight?" He asked as he ran in again, swinging his staff hard, left to right, aiming for Tora's neck, right above her shoulder.
Tora barely focus on the question, instead, ducking under the staff blow, letting the blow sweep above her. She felt it hit her hair. Then using the momentum from Tenkai's blow to drop the jam, the dull end of her spear, into Tenkai's armpit. Then breathed out "What?"
The samurai took a step to the right of her attack, turning at the same time and felt the spear end graze his arm instead. He looked to be a blur as he did so, turning his masked face towards Tora as he spun his staff around himself, diverting his last attack so that it flowed the other way. "I wish to know why you fight."
Tora saw the possibly lethal staff swing toward her head and in a desperate move, blocked it with her right forearm, resulting in a sharp crack and a yelp of pain from her. Then quickly dropped the spear and using her left leg swept a tripping blow at the red armored warrior.
Tenkai had felt the bone break under his attack and grimaced. While she wasn't nearly strong enough to be a member of the Onimusha, Tora had a lot of potential to be a powerful ally none the less. He would have to end this fight before he hurt her too severely. Lifting his leg at the last moment, Tenkai spun to the left and brought his shaft down across the 'savage's' chest, driving the wind out of her before slamming the butt end of his staff into the ground at her feet. Immediately ice spears shot out of the ground straight at Tora, which would freeze her temporarily in place if she touched them at all as well as cut her up as well.
All Tora could think as she saw the ice spikes was Damn it. Finally deciding to go for broke against her mysterious opponent, obviously out classed. She dodged out of the spikes and threw her self at him, right arm useless, aiming her right shoulder at the warrior's stomach.
Tenkai used her own momentum against her as he jumped up, spun in midair, and slammed his staff against the back of her head before landing on his feet again as if he had never left the ground. She would have a terrible headache, besides the broken arm of course, but all wounds of a physical nature, would heal, especially if he helped the process along.
Tora never got to land as gracefully as her samurai adversary, instead only managing to twist to not land on her face, but instead on her back, sending a lance of pain up her arm so that she growled again.
Tenkai pulled his mask off and let it hit the floor before slinging his staff back onto his back. Going to her side, concern etched on his ageless face, he knelt beside Tora. "I'm sorry for this, but I had to find out what you were capable of and why you were here. Hold still and I'll do what I can to heal you." He said, dispelling the illusion spell before concentrating on a healing one. Stretching his right hand out to her, palm facing her. a purple light formed in the center of his gloved hand that surrounded the prone female warrior. Immediately a sense of calm would wash over her as her arm and head mended themselves without any pain at all.
Tora breathed and then groaned in relief at the healing, then immediately tried to stand back up, but just settled for kneeling, exhausted from the combat, then looked at the Wandering Priest. "Would you mind telling me why you healed me?"
Tenkai nodded, putting a gentle hand to her shoulder so she wouldn't risk getting up until she rested a bit first. "Yes. I cannot stand to see a person in pain if I can help it, but I couldn't hold back any punches during our fight either. You can tell a lot from a person from the way they go into combat, and how their attacks feel. You hold much savagery, but also compassion as well." It was Tenkai's turn to ask a question. "Why are you here?"
Tora blinked at the slayer turned savior,"I was here to find out more about the Gemna and the Onimusha, but now I'm more worried about why you wanted me to attack you?" Then she looked away down at the floor of the Lead Researcher's Quarters, ashamed of her defeat and how easy it seemed to have been done. Tora kept blinking down at the floor trying to figure out what she did wrong.
Tenkai pushed her face up so that her eyes were locked onto his own, gently pushing her chin up with his hand. "You came to the right place, and you needn't be ashamed of the fact that you lost. I've been alive for a very long time. As for why I wanted you to attack me, it was a test I've used time and time again over the years, trying to determine who is a warrior and who is not, even if they have had training in the defensive arts. You taught yourself, didn't you? You have done well, but against what might be coming, it won't be enough."
Tora was completely unsure of what to do. The warrioress had never been used to kind treatment, and to be looked at like that and comforted was something completely alien to her. Tora shifted her weight and leaned up against a wall "I..I need some time to rest
and think," She brought her knees up to her chest and bowed her head, her dark charcoal-colored hair draping over her face and fell into silence, the only thing moving what her chest, expanding and contracting of her breathing.
((Ok, Para sent me an ending to his thing. Anyway, see ya around and whoever posted after Soki best not do it again.))
Tenkai didn't say a word, keeping his stance neutral as he slammed the butt of his staff against the woman's spear end, driving it into the floor before rushing forward, leading with his right foot for her face.
Tora was not in a good position to dodge caught off guard by the quick movement, instead of blocking or dodging she lifted her face up and let the kick slam into her chest driving her back on to her back. Then, quickly recovering and throwing a jab at the man's chest, slowing it down a bit intentionally.
Tenkai was impressed she could think so quickly and was driven back a step or two as the spear was planted against his armored chest. The enchanted metal, infused with countless Genma souls however, turned the blade aside. "Why do you fight?" He asked as he ran in again, swinging his staff hard, left to right, aiming for Tora's neck, right above her shoulder.
Tora barely focus on the question, instead, ducking under the staff blow, letting the blow sweep above her. She felt it hit her hair. Then using the momentum from Tenkai's blow to drop the jam, the dull end of her spear, into Tenkai's armpit. Then breathed out "What?"
The samurai took a step to the right of her attack, turning at the same time and felt the spear end graze his arm instead. He looked to be a blur as he did so, turning his masked face towards Tora as he spun his staff around himself, diverting his last attack so that it flowed the other way. "I wish to know why you fight."
Tora saw the possibly lethal staff swing toward her head and in a desperate move, blocked it with her right forearm, resulting in a sharp crack and a yelp of pain from her. Then quickly dropped the spear and using her left leg swept a tripping blow at the red armored warrior.
Tenkai had felt the bone break under his attack and grimaced. While she wasn't nearly strong enough to be a member of the Onimusha, Tora had a lot of potential to be a powerful ally none the less. He would have to end this fight before he hurt her too severely. Lifting his leg at the last moment, Tenkai spun to the left and brought his shaft down across the 'savage's' chest, driving the wind out of her before slamming the butt end of his staff into the ground at her feet. Immediately ice spears shot out of the ground straight at Tora, which would freeze her temporarily in place if she touched them at all as well as cut her up as well.
All Tora could think as she saw the ice spikes was Damn it. Finally deciding to go for broke against her mysterious opponent, obviously out classed. She dodged out of the spikes and threw her self at him, right arm useless, aiming her right shoulder at the warrior's stomach.
Tenkai used her own momentum against her as he jumped up, spun in midair, and slammed his staff against the back of her head before landing on his feet again as if he had never left the ground. She would have a terrible headache, besides the broken arm of course, but all wounds of a physical nature, would heal, especially if he helped the process along.
Tora never got to land as gracefully as her samurai adversary, instead only managing to twist to not land on her face, but instead on her back, sending a lance of pain up her arm so that she growled again.
Tenkai pulled his mask off and let it hit the floor before slinging his staff back onto his back. Going to her side, concern etched on his ageless face, he knelt beside Tora. "I'm sorry for this, but I had to find out what you were capable of and why you were here. Hold still and I'll do what I can to heal you." He said, dispelling the illusion spell before concentrating on a healing one. Stretching his right hand out to her, palm facing her. a purple light formed in the center of his gloved hand that surrounded the prone female warrior. Immediately a sense of calm would wash over her as her arm and head mended themselves without any pain at all.
Tora breathed and then groaned in relief at the healing, then immediately tried to stand back up, but just settled for kneeling, exhausted from the combat, then looked at the Wandering Priest. "Would you mind telling me why you healed me?"
Tenkai nodded, putting a gentle hand to her shoulder so she wouldn't risk getting up until she rested a bit first. "Yes. I cannot stand to see a person in pain if I can help it, but I couldn't hold back any punches during our fight either. You can tell a lot from a person from the way they go into combat, and how their attacks feel. You hold much savagery, but also compassion as well." It was Tenkai's turn to ask a question. "Why are you here?"
Tora blinked at the slayer turned savior,"I was here to find out more about the Gemna and the Onimusha, but now I'm more worried about why you wanted me to attack you?" Then she looked away down at the floor of the Lead Researcher's Quarters, ashamed of her defeat and how easy it seemed to have been done. Tora kept blinking down at the floor trying to figure out what she did wrong.
Tenkai pushed her face up so that her eyes were locked onto his own, gently pushing her chin up with his hand. "You came to the right place, and you needn't be ashamed of the fact that you lost. I've been alive for a very long time. As for why I wanted you to attack me, it was a test I've used time and time again over the years, trying to determine who is a warrior and who is not, even if they have had training in the defensive arts. You taught yourself, didn't you? You have done well, but against what might be coming, it won't be enough."
Tora was completely unsure of what to do. The warrioress had never been used to kind treatment, and to be looked at like that and comforted was something completely alien to her. Tora shifted her weight and leaned up against a wall "I..I need some time to rest
and think," She brought her knees up to her chest and bowed her head, her dark charcoal-colored hair draping over her face and fell into silence, the only thing moving what her chest, expanding and contracting of her breathing.
((Ok, Para sent me an ending to his thing. Anyway, see ya around and whoever posted after Soki best not do it again.))
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Soki had been hidden the entire time observing the fight as he always did, he was much different then his predecessor in that respect though they both seemed to share many morals as he looked towards Tenkai and shrugged. "and Yet through those illusions you sometimes don't realize your pushing it to hard.." he said calmly as he tapped his swords gently as he looked at both studying them. "Tenkai I heard the news..what's the plan.." Was all he said, he wore the armor of his ancestor as well, though it seemed more retro fitted with more modern day metal and even seemed to seem more modern as he leaned against the side wall. "Why not just end it all here..I'm sure i could end it..." he said with the same willingness the first Soki had showed with his own life to spare many. "If anything would it not be smarter to finish it while we still had a hand to use..?"
Soki was still young not much older then his ancestor had been as well, though the funny thing is this Soki didn't have much as the same reckless impulses. He moved closer and looked down at the girl his eyes held a since of urgency as he looked back to Tenkai; and memories began to flash of their first meeting, Ryu, had been a boy at their meeting and his test was no less more then this a battle of will, and yet though Ryu didn't win he demonstrated more power then one would see from someone of his age. The battle was fierce, and each blow seemed to count on each of them, by the end though Tenkai had won, Ryu had still laid down his own beating even though he was bare handed. When Tenkai had revealed to him that this was a test and that he felt that he could have done much more if he had chosen, which at the time was false; but now would be quite true. He had learned about his ancestry, and also earned the right to wear the armor he does now as well as the swords that seemed to be from the story themselves. He even had the head piece of Hideyasu.
That was the past, and as the memories faded from his mind and his grip slacked on the hilt of Lamentation. He then knelt down next to her. "Though that was amazing, a better fight if i've ever saw one.." He said and smiled, a smile that seemed genuine though it was played alittle being this Soki never usually smiled, he then stood up again and turned to Tenkai one last time. "Should I be expecting anything, fights to come our way battle a war perhaps..I've not exactly had time to unlock all of my abilities yet." he said with a playful smirk, trying to show that through it all even though he was cold, calculating, as well as battle ready, he was still capable of sharing his own emotions.
(Alright my first post hope it's alright still very sickly sick)
Soki was still young not much older then his ancestor had been as well, though the funny thing is this Soki didn't have much as the same reckless impulses. He moved closer and looked down at the girl his eyes held a since of urgency as he looked back to Tenkai; and memories began to flash of their first meeting, Ryu, had been a boy at their meeting and his test was no less more then this a battle of will, and yet though Ryu didn't win he demonstrated more power then one would see from someone of his age. The battle was fierce, and each blow seemed to count on each of them, by the end though Tenkai had won, Ryu had still laid down his own beating even though he was bare handed. When Tenkai had revealed to him that this was a test and that he felt that he could have done much more if he had chosen, which at the time was false; but now would be quite true. He had learned about his ancestry, and also earned the right to wear the armor he does now as well as the swords that seemed to be from the story themselves. He even had the head piece of Hideyasu.
That was the past, and as the memories faded from his mind and his grip slacked on the hilt of Lamentation. He then knelt down next to her. "Though that was amazing, a better fight if i've ever saw one.." He said and smiled, a smile that seemed genuine though it was played alittle being this Soki never usually smiled, he then stood up again and turned to Tenkai one last time. "Should I be expecting anything, fights to come our way battle a war perhaps..I've not exactly had time to unlock all of my abilities yet." he said with a playful smirk, trying to show that through it all even though he was cold, calculating, as well as battle ready, he was still capable of sharing his own emotions.
(Alright my first post hope it's alright still very sickly sick)
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"The plan my over eager friend, is to wait and see what the enemy, if there is one, does. We cannot risk jumping to conclusions without first knowing who or what we are dealing with. Besides, I wouldn't risk your life needlessly, or anyone's at that, on a gamble by having you try to destroy the Orb. We don't know what it might do if attacked directly. If it was a Dark Stone, then I wouldn't have an issue and I'd have you equip the Exorcising Beads that Roberto Frois had in his arms five hundred years ago." Said Beads had been surgically implanted by the man in charge of an orphanage that Roberto had been staying at as a child. The Genma had taken over the man, and the once nice father figure became a mad scientist, until the person underneath the corrupt demon came out long enough to give Roberto a chance to leave along with Tenkai and the rest. After his death, Tenkai had visited Roberto's grave, per the man's request, and had taken the Beads back with him in case they were needed again. They were located in another Containment room, where the Orb had been taken to already, and sealed under heavy lock, key, and barriers of a magical nature. "For now, we wait, rest, and train for the eventual battles that will surely be coming. If we figure out how to destroy the Orb before then, then I'll let you at it Soki, Oni of the Ash." A name well received and rewarded, since Ryu had shown the same black power as the ancestor Tenkai had traveled with years ago.
"Tora, I shall leave you here to rest, but I'll have someone bring a meal to you if you wish. Soki, we need to head down to the robotics lab. Today's the start up test for the new cyborg if I remember correctly." The priest said, getting up off the ground and locking eyes with the 'Blue Demon.' He knew Tenkai's feelings on the project, but it was a necessary evil, same as the genetics lab had been. Making a machine that could think and act on its own, despite the scientists reassurances to the contrary, unnerved the priest, but it couldn't be helped. Maybe part of his trepidation was because of the fail safe the government had 'requested', that if the Oni proved hostile, the robot would go after him and Soki as well as the Genma. Tenkai had told them again and again that there had never been an evil Onimusha, and the one time it had happened, the Oni had been captured and transformed into a Genma by force. Still, they had a valid point as well since the public would probably go crazy if they knew a fourth of what he and Soki could do by themselves.
"The plan my over eager friend, is to wait and see what the enemy, if there is one, does. We cannot risk jumping to conclusions without first knowing who or what we are dealing with. Besides, I wouldn't risk your life needlessly, or anyone's at that, on a gamble by having you try to destroy the Orb. We don't know what it might do if attacked directly. If it was a Dark Stone, then I wouldn't have an issue and I'd have you equip the Exorcising Beads that Roberto Frois had in his arms five hundred years ago." Said Beads had been surgically implanted by the man in charge of an orphanage that Roberto had been staying at as a child. The Genma had taken over the man, and the once nice father figure became a mad scientist, until the person underneath the corrupt demon came out long enough to give Roberto a chance to leave along with Tenkai and the rest. After his death, Tenkai had visited Roberto's grave, per the man's request, and had taken the Beads back with him in case they were needed again. They were located in another Containment room, where the Orb had been taken to already, and sealed under heavy lock, key, and barriers of a magical nature. "For now, we wait, rest, and train for the eventual battles that will surely be coming. If we figure out how to destroy the Orb before then, then I'll let you at it Soki, Oni of the Ash." A name well received and rewarded, since Ryu had shown the same black power as the ancestor Tenkai had traveled with years ago.
"Tora, I shall leave you here to rest, but I'll have someone bring a meal to you if you wish. Soki, we need to head down to the robotics lab. Today's the start up test for the new cyborg if I remember correctly." The priest said, getting up off the ground and locking eyes with the 'Blue Demon.' He knew Tenkai's feelings on the project, but it was a necessary evil, same as the genetics lab had been. Making a machine that could think and act on its own, despite the scientists reassurances to the contrary, unnerved the priest, but it couldn't be helped. Maybe part of his trepidation was because of the fail safe the government had 'requested', that if the Oni proved hostile, the robot would go after him and Soki as well as the Genma. Tenkai had told them again and again that there had never been an evil Onimusha, and the one time it had happened, the Oni had been captured and transformed into a Genma by force. Still, they had a valid point as well since the public would probably go crazy if they knew a fourth of what he and Soki could do by themselves.
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The sounds of flesh striking flesh echoed from the dark alleyway. Occasionally, a grunt of pain issued forth to vary it up. Without warning, a large gout of blood spurted out and onto the sidewalk. A quite tall woman calmly walked out of the alley, blood covering her entire right arm. She scratched her stomach, leaving a bloody handprint on her tanktop.
Ballista checked her pocket for her phone, which was chirruping at her. She flipped it open and listened to the person on the other side scream and yell at her. "Ex houccoh? Ooei sud jaeco kauk if ooeih ujj." she replied in a cold steel-like voice. She closed the phone in disgust and slipped it back into her camoflauge pants and strolled into the bathroom of a local convenience store to wash the blood off. "Shove it up your ass..." she repeated softly.
Ballista checked her pocket for her phone, which was chirruping at her. She flipped it open and listened to the person on the other side scream and yell at her. "Ex houccoh? Ooei sud jaeco kauk if ooeih ujj." she replied in a cold steel-like voice. She closed the phone in disgust and slipped it back into her camoflauge pants and strolled into the bathroom of a local convenience store to wash the blood off. "Shove it up your ass..." she repeated softly.
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AMANDA sat at a Government Issue metal table in an equally boring metal chair, the kind you found in police interrogation rooms. The room she sat in was stark white, four walls without any distinguishing marks, and four cameras, one in each corner of the room. The only thing that was remotely interesting was the door that almost blended in with the walls due to them both being painted the exact same color. On the table were various objects, some more common then others, and a few puzzles for children were also arrayed before her.
On the other side of the table sat Parker, who she had since learned was her head annalist in charge of overseeing her development and recording any abnormalities. Now he sat, shifting uncomfortably in the metal chair, looking through files and typing away on a black laptop.
After a few minutes of nothing happening, Parker stopped typing, obviously completing whatever it is he was doing, and turned to the Android who sat motionless before him. Reaching out he grabbed one of the many objects on the table and held it in front of the glowing blue eyes. The object was a simple black pen.
“Alright, AMANDA, do you know what this is?”
There was no reason to, but AMANDA ran three scans over the object anyway. It was, indeed, a pen. She calculated 37 ways to kill Parker within .6 seconds, and another 509 ways that were in excess of 2 seconds. AMANDA nodded.
“Good, what is it called?”
“Pen.”
“Very good.”
Parker picked up another object, a piece of paper.
“How about this?”
AMANDA again ran three scans even though she could clearly see it was a piece of paper. She found no way to use it as an offensive weapon; at least not by it’s self.
“Paper.”
Parker nodded and smiled. He had had no small influence in the Android’s development, and every task she completed made him immensely proud of his work. He decided to take a leap of faith and passed the pen and paper to AMANDA.
“Draw something.”
He wanted to see if she would draw something by herself, or if he would have to tell her exactly what to put down.
AMANDA shifted the paper close to her and picked up the pen, observing the mechanical fingers humming as they closed around the object. She looked at Parker blankly.
“Whatever you want…”
She looked back down at the paper and scanned its dimensions. Cycling through various images in her memory she chose one. The Android wasn’t exactly sure why she had chosen this particular image, but it seemed somehow important to her. Within seconds, her hand had run over the paper a hundred times, each pass completing one line of the image, like a printer. After a few more seconds she calmly placed the pen next to the paper.
Parker could barely contain his excitement, a machine that had not only conquered the problem of an illogical choice, but had done so from it’s own ‘imagination’, of sorts; Truly a revolution in AI. He reached forward and gently grasped the paper, turning it to face him so he could examine the image.
“What is this?”
“I don’t know.”
Squinting his eyes, Parker tried to make sense of the image. Shadows and flesh joined to make one being on the paper, a conglomeration of flesh, death, and putrefaction. It took a physical effort to fight off the nausea that threatened to make him regurgitate his last meal.
“Yes well…”
He stuffed the picture inside a file so he didn’t have to look at it any longer… He passed one of the puzzles to the Android. It was a box with various geometric shapes.
“Place these pieces inside the box, please.”
The testing went on for two hours, the entire time AMANDA ran separate diagnostics and tests on her own programming to pass the time. She even rewrote a few programs to make them more efficient, and managed to improve her reaction time by one thousandth of a second.
“Alright, that’s enough of that.”
AMANDA, in some minuscule portion of her mechanical brain, was thankful that it had ended. Parker stood up and walked to the door, swinging it open to reveal a plain corridor of the research facility.
“Come, it’s time to test your combat capabilities.”
On the other side of the table sat Parker, who she had since learned was her head annalist in charge of overseeing her development and recording any abnormalities. Now he sat, shifting uncomfortably in the metal chair, looking through files and typing away on a black laptop.
After a few minutes of nothing happening, Parker stopped typing, obviously completing whatever it is he was doing, and turned to the Android who sat motionless before him. Reaching out he grabbed one of the many objects on the table and held it in front of the glowing blue eyes. The object was a simple black pen.
“Alright, AMANDA, do you know what this is?”
There was no reason to, but AMANDA ran three scans over the object anyway. It was, indeed, a pen. She calculated 37 ways to kill Parker within .6 seconds, and another 509 ways that were in excess of 2 seconds. AMANDA nodded.
“Good, what is it called?”
“Pen.”
“Very good.”
Parker picked up another object, a piece of paper.
“How about this?”
AMANDA again ran three scans even though she could clearly see it was a piece of paper. She found no way to use it as an offensive weapon; at least not by it’s self.
“Paper.”
Parker nodded and smiled. He had had no small influence in the Android’s development, and every task she completed made him immensely proud of his work. He decided to take a leap of faith and passed the pen and paper to AMANDA.
“Draw something.”
He wanted to see if she would draw something by herself, or if he would have to tell her exactly what to put down.
AMANDA shifted the paper close to her and picked up the pen, observing the mechanical fingers humming as they closed around the object. She looked at Parker blankly.
“Whatever you want…”
She looked back down at the paper and scanned its dimensions. Cycling through various images in her memory she chose one. The Android wasn’t exactly sure why she had chosen this particular image, but it seemed somehow important to her. Within seconds, her hand had run over the paper a hundred times, each pass completing one line of the image, like a printer. After a few more seconds she calmly placed the pen next to the paper.
Parker could barely contain his excitement, a machine that had not only conquered the problem of an illogical choice, but had done so from it’s own ‘imagination’, of sorts; Truly a revolution in AI. He reached forward and gently grasped the paper, turning it to face him so he could examine the image.
“What is this?”
“I don’t know.”
Squinting his eyes, Parker tried to make sense of the image. Shadows and flesh joined to make one being on the paper, a conglomeration of flesh, death, and putrefaction. It took a physical effort to fight off the nausea that threatened to make him regurgitate his last meal.
“Yes well…”
He stuffed the picture inside a file so he didn’t have to look at it any longer… He passed one of the puzzles to the Android. It was a box with various geometric shapes.
“Place these pieces inside the box, please.”
The testing went on for two hours, the entire time AMANDA ran separate diagnostics and tests on her own programming to pass the time. She even rewrote a few programs to make them more efficient, and managed to improve her reaction time by one thousandth of a second.
“Alright, that’s enough of that.”
AMANDA, in some minuscule portion of her mechanical brain, was thankful that it had ended. Parker stood up and walked to the door, swinging it open to reveal a plain corridor of the research facility.
“Come, it’s time to test your combat capabilities.”
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((Whoever posted that thing with Ballista better check the OOC attached to this RP before doing another post. Everyone, I don't have to say it probably, but ignore Skullblaka Sol Makina if you would. SSM, please don't spam my thread.))
Tenkai led the way to where AMANDA was heading, a giant combat arena that looked a bit too much like an old Colosseum of Rome during its heyday. Except, instead of stone and marble, this particular area had bullet proof glass over the 'grand seats' to protect the veiwers during whatever combat testing was going on, as well as a dozen or so cameras set up at various positions. The floor could open up with an obstacle course that was on a lift platform, able to be raised and lower at will. "Send in the drones." Tenkai said as he entered the room, hoping they weren't making a mistake as a door opened on the ground floor, the metal bars raising up via a computer prompt from a nearby station in front of the samurai. Several zombie like warriors ran out, eager for blood and death as they made strange screeching noises, brandishing simple katanas and swords. All of them wore an orange wide brimmed, almost flat hat, their black eyes underneath filled with a lust for chaos and mayhem. They were mindless killing machines, and Tenkai hated them with a passion. Genma were all the same in that sense, if they had any intelligence or not. They all craved destruction of humanity in some shape or form, and they weren't against using humans, ensnaring them with promises of power, to achieve their ends. Shaking his head once, Tenkai breathed deep and let it out slowly, calming himself as he watched the proceedings, hoping that AMANDA would get out alright. "Send the orders. Just be sure to leave no loophole for her to exploit. I don't want to take any chances that she'll go berserk."
"You don't trust machines much do you?" One of the scientists asked as the commands were given through the wireless access point that had been installed on the cyborg so that orders and data could be sent and received on the fly.
"I trust what I know. Despite the fact I've studied modern technology, the fact that we made a machine that can think unnerves me." The priest replied to the man, and left it at that as the double titanium reinforced doors opened up in front of said machine, allowing 'her' access to the testing field. "Put me on speaker when it's done. I want to see for myself just how intelligent AMANDA is."
((Incog, excellent post my friend. PJammaz, still need a post from you my friend.))
Tenkai led the way to where AMANDA was heading, a giant combat arena that looked a bit too much like an old Colosseum of Rome during its heyday. Except, instead of stone and marble, this particular area had bullet proof glass over the 'grand seats' to protect the veiwers during whatever combat testing was going on, as well as a dozen or so cameras set up at various positions. The floor could open up with an obstacle course that was on a lift platform, able to be raised and lower at will. "Send in the drones." Tenkai said as he entered the room, hoping they weren't making a mistake as a door opened on the ground floor, the metal bars raising up via a computer prompt from a nearby station in front of the samurai. Several zombie like warriors ran out, eager for blood and death as they made strange screeching noises, brandishing simple katanas and swords. All of them wore an orange wide brimmed, almost flat hat, their black eyes underneath filled with a lust for chaos and mayhem. They were mindless killing machines, and Tenkai hated them with a passion. Genma were all the same in that sense, if they had any intelligence or not. They all craved destruction of humanity in some shape or form, and they weren't against using humans, ensnaring them with promises of power, to achieve their ends. Shaking his head once, Tenkai breathed deep and let it out slowly, calming himself as he watched the proceedings, hoping that AMANDA would get out alright. "Send the orders. Just be sure to leave no loophole for her to exploit. I don't want to take any chances that she'll go berserk."
"You don't trust machines much do you?" One of the scientists asked as the commands were given through the wireless access point that had been installed on the cyborg so that orders and data could be sent and received on the fly.
"I trust what I know. Despite the fact I've studied modern technology, the fact that we made a machine that can think unnerves me." The priest replied to the man, and left it at that as the double titanium reinforced doors opened up in front of said machine, allowing 'her' access to the testing field. "Put me on speaker when it's done. I want to see for myself just how intelligent AMANDA is."
((Incog, excellent post my friend. PJammaz, still need a post from you my friend.))
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Soki had followed Tenkai to the area where the new machine would be tested. He leaned against the wall head down and eyes closed. He was here, and that's what was asked of him. He would not show any interest in this project nor would he care if this project became a Failure, much to his distress things weren't as simple as they were during Hideyasu's time. He ran a hand through his black hair and then looked up at Tenkai. and then the man who spoke first. "Why should he trust machines, or anyone for that matter..their only as good as their Ai, but if you put to good of an Ai into a system it's bound to learn and evolve.." He said calmly, stepping up from his wall and moving towards Tenkai and the other man. He then looked towards the battle area.
His mind went blank, as it entered it's own form of battle ready precautions. He wondered if this 'machine' would be ready for the battle, if it's calculations could move on the fly and not get it dissembled, by the Genma drones. His mind cleared and he returned to normal as he looked over at Tenkai. "We're not well trusted are we..?" and before that question could be answered another one was asked. "Do they think a robot could really stop us..?" he asked calmly. His eyes set on Tenkai's face waiting for him to answer him, he always read more from expressions then words anyways.
His mind went blank, as it entered it's own form of battle ready precautions. He wondered if this 'machine' would be ready for the battle, if it's calculations could move on the fly and not get it dissembled, by the Genma drones. His mind cleared and he returned to normal as he looked over at Tenkai. "We're not well trusted are we..?" and before that question could be answered another one was asked. "Do they think a robot could really stop us..?" he asked calmly. His eyes set on Tenkai's face waiting for him to answer him, he always read more from expressions then words anyways.
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AMANDA had been led beneath the combat testing chamber and outfitted properly. A greasy and dirty looking man with a scar running down his right cheek had handed her a simple long sword made of steel. She had already run all the mathematical calculations required to determine it’s swinging arc, and it’s balance (finding it to be 2.2 grams heavy on the blade, something her mechanical arm could easily correct). No firearms were given, but all her defensive and offensive systems and protocols were now online.
Two large double titanium reinforced doors began to open up in front of her but the heavy doors were slow and it gave her some time to think, so she ran a few diagnostics on various combat systems to make sure everything was running smoothly and without delay. Response time in battle was everything; even a millisecond could be the difference between life and death. Though, she thought, death didn’t really apply to her. AMANDA suddenly started wondering what would happen if she ‘died’ or if she even could. She came to the conclusion that it would be similar to being powered down and was nothing to fear; though she did have a strange desire to keep that from happening.
When the doors had opened fully she stepped out into the arena. The Android stood in a circular room, precisely 100 feet in diameter and, other then the mirrored glass windows that ran along the walls of the room, it was completely enclosed. One of the windows had heat signatures behind it, and AMANDA determined at least four people were behind it.
Gazing to the other end of the battlefield AMANDA saw five Genma, all looking at her with a slightly bewildered look. She reasoned that Genma must have a natural ability to sense life, since they seemed to have a predetermined desire to destroy it, and that since she wasn’t technically ‘alive’ it may be slightly confusing to a Genma without higher brain functions.
Raising the long sword, AMANDA stood in a perfect defensive stance, completely still and waiting for the Genma to make their first move. She had already formulated numerous strategies for attack depending on how the five Genma reacted and most of her combat systems were on standby, ready to activate when the bloodshed began.
Two large double titanium reinforced doors began to open up in front of her but the heavy doors were slow and it gave her some time to think, so she ran a few diagnostics on various combat systems to make sure everything was running smoothly and without delay. Response time in battle was everything; even a millisecond could be the difference between life and death. Though, she thought, death didn’t really apply to her. AMANDA suddenly started wondering what would happen if she ‘died’ or if she even could. She came to the conclusion that it would be similar to being powered down and was nothing to fear; though she did have a strange desire to keep that from happening.
When the doors had opened fully she stepped out into the arena. The Android stood in a circular room, precisely 100 feet in diameter and, other then the mirrored glass windows that ran along the walls of the room, it was completely enclosed. One of the windows had heat signatures behind it, and AMANDA determined at least four people were behind it.
Gazing to the other end of the battlefield AMANDA saw five Genma, all looking at her with a slightly bewildered look. She reasoned that Genma must have a natural ability to sense life, since they seemed to have a predetermined desire to destroy it, and that since she wasn’t technically ‘alive’ it may be slightly confusing to a Genma without higher brain functions.
Raising the long sword, AMANDA stood in a perfect defensive stance, completely still and waiting for the Genma to make their first move. She had already formulated numerous strategies for attack depending on how the five Genma reacted and most of her combat systems were on standby, ready to activate when the bloodshed began.
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(Not bad lol. That sword better have magic on it or no amount of attacking will hurt them, as I've said before.)
The five Genma seemed to have something click in their heads as they ran in without any regard for their own lives. They were invincible to nearly everything that Man could throw at them. This 'thing', alive or otherwise, would be no threat to them and their simple thinking. Raising their blades high, the Genma descended upon the cyborg without a second thought to the affair, their black pits of eyes seeming to shine at the mere thought of tearing and ripping and destroying everything in front of them. Tenkai looked down on the battlefield, wondering if the man that had equipped AMANDA had forgotten the most basic rule of fighting Genma and had given her a normal weapon, or one that would be able to tear through the enchanted flesh and bone of the monsters before her. If the former, the blade would still cut, but the wound would close up the same instant, as if passing through smoke. If the latter was true, well that was, as the modern day American would say, a whole new ball game. Answering his friend's question, Tenkai didn't take his eyes off of the scene that was about to unfold. "Never leave anything to chance or assume anything Soki. Adapt as the need arises, and improvise when all else fails." Was all he would say on the subject as the first of the five Genma got within striking distance...
The five Genma seemed to have something click in their heads as they ran in without any regard for their own lives. They were invincible to nearly everything that Man could throw at them. This 'thing', alive or otherwise, would be no threat to them and their simple thinking. Raising their blades high, the Genma descended upon the cyborg without a second thought to the affair, their black pits of eyes seeming to shine at the mere thought of tearing and ripping and destroying everything in front of them. Tenkai looked down on the battlefield, wondering if the man that had equipped AMANDA had forgotten the most basic rule of fighting Genma and had given her a normal weapon, or one that would be able to tear through the enchanted flesh and bone of the monsters before her. If the former, the blade would still cut, but the wound would close up the same instant, as if passing through smoke. If the latter was true, well that was, as the modern day American would say, a whole new ball game. Answering his friend's question, Tenkai didn't take his eyes off of the scene that was about to unfold. "Never leave anything to chance or assume anything Soki. Adapt as the need arises, and improvise when all else fails." Was all he would say on the subject as the first of the five Genma got within striking distance...
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Ugly was an abstract concept, and to the average machine didn’t make much sense, but AMANDA was not average and ‘ugly’ was the first word that came to mind when she gazed upon the first of the five Genma. Its face was a mockery that even Picasso would have disapproved of and the filed, black teeth gleamed with toxic saliva. The beady eyes shifted between things that only it’s insane mind could see. It only took several seconds for the creature to cross the distance between them, but the Android was prepared.
Her eyes immediately cast out a blinding pulse of harsh light that would cause even those with dark sunglasses to be stunned momentarily. The Genma howled along with it’s brothers, as they all shut their eyes tightly in defense.
Half a second later miniaturized smoke bombs shot out from either shoulder of the Android, filling half the chamber with acrid black smoke that irritated the lungs, eyes, and skin due to several toxic additives contained in the cloud.
When the five Genma finally recovered from the blinding flash, their eyes greeted nothing but an obscuring cloud, a shroud in which they detected no life. Only their ears were of any use, picking up the faint sound of gears turning and soft feet touching, but the noises were not loud enough to give any hint of location.
AMANDA walked back in forth in the black cloud, looking for the perfect moment to strike. The lead Genma shifted it’s footing uneasily, and she seized her chance.
“Behind you.”
The helmet’s speaker cast her voice so that it bounced off the opposite end of the chamber, reverberating back so she appeared, at least to the Genma’s ears, to be behind them. The lead Genma immediately turned his, only for a second, before realizing nothing was there and swinging back to face the smoke.
AMANDA had already launched forth, her eyes casting out blinding strobes of light as she smoothly charged forward. The Genma lashed out blindly with his sword but the Android had already calculated the weapon’s path and moved an inch to the left, causing it to meet nothing but air. In the next instant she faded right, pushing the Genma’s sword arm out of the way and gracefully brought the steel long sword upward in a cleaving arc that, with the added strength of a machine, tore through the Genma’s ribcage like butter.
Raising her foot, AMANDA kicked down, crushing the Genma’s right knee in a powerful blow that forced it too the ground. Taking a few steps back to assess the other four Genma, the Android realized something was terribly wrong.
The lead Genma was healed, rising too it’s feet with glaring eyes and sword poised for death. AMANDA looked at her sword, as if it were some sort of apparition, her mechanical mind processing data as fast as it could.
Rigly J. Harrison, who had entered the observation booth moments before, leaned forwards and, in a hushed tone, spoke to Tenkai.
“Now, the true test of our creation begins…”
The lead Genma, now joined by it’s four brothers, lashed out in a vicious and speedy attack. AMANDA was caught off guard, but still had plenty of time to calculate all the strikes and avoid them with ease. Even when all four attacked near simultaneously she danced away from each strike like a ballerina twisting and turning inhumanly.
After another failed attack with the useless sword and the Android discarded the weapon. Formulating a new attack, she quickly threw herself at the attacking Genma. The lead was the first victim of her new attack as she literally plunged her metal hand into it’s face. She assumed the attack would be as useless as the sword, since they appeared to resist normal weapon attacks but adapting to new challenges was what she was programmed for. Rerouting her power outputs the Android’s fist was quickly electrified by enough energy to cook meat alive. Hopefully this attack would prove more effective The massive dose of electricity liquidated then cooked the Genma’s inner organs and she watched without emotion as the Genma’s eyes popped and its skin charred to a black cinder. Hopefully it’s healing ability wouldn’t be able to keep up with the damage.
Her eyes immediately cast out a blinding pulse of harsh light that would cause even those with dark sunglasses to be stunned momentarily. The Genma howled along with it’s brothers, as they all shut their eyes tightly in defense.
Half a second later miniaturized smoke bombs shot out from either shoulder of the Android, filling half the chamber with acrid black smoke that irritated the lungs, eyes, and skin due to several toxic additives contained in the cloud.
When the five Genma finally recovered from the blinding flash, their eyes greeted nothing but an obscuring cloud, a shroud in which they detected no life. Only their ears were of any use, picking up the faint sound of gears turning and soft feet touching, but the noises were not loud enough to give any hint of location.
AMANDA walked back in forth in the black cloud, looking for the perfect moment to strike. The lead Genma shifted it’s footing uneasily, and she seized her chance.
“Behind you.”
The helmet’s speaker cast her voice so that it bounced off the opposite end of the chamber, reverberating back so she appeared, at least to the Genma’s ears, to be behind them. The lead Genma immediately turned his, only for a second, before realizing nothing was there and swinging back to face the smoke.
AMANDA had already launched forth, her eyes casting out blinding strobes of light as she smoothly charged forward. The Genma lashed out blindly with his sword but the Android had already calculated the weapon’s path and moved an inch to the left, causing it to meet nothing but air. In the next instant she faded right, pushing the Genma’s sword arm out of the way and gracefully brought the steel long sword upward in a cleaving arc that, with the added strength of a machine, tore through the Genma’s ribcage like butter.
Raising her foot, AMANDA kicked down, crushing the Genma’s right knee in a powerful blow that forced it too the ground. Taking a few steps back to assess the other four Genma, the Android realized something was terribly wrong.
The lead Genma was healed, rising too it’s feet with glaring eyes and sword poised for death. AMANDA looked at her sword, as if it were some sort of apparition, her mechanical mind processing data as fast as it could.
Rigly J. Harrison, who had entered the observation booth moments before, leaned forwards and, in a hushed tone, spoke to Tenkai.
“Now, the true test of our creation begins…”
The lead Genma, now joined by it’s four brothers, lashed out in a vicious and speedy attack. AMANDA was caught off guard, but still had plenty of time to calculate all the strikes and avoid them with ease. Even when all four attacked near simultaneously she danced away from each strike like a ballerina twisting and turning inhumanly.
After another failed attack with the useless sword and the Android discarded the weapon. Formulating a new attack, she quickly threw herself at the attacking Genma. The lead was the first victim of her new attack as she literally plunged her metal hand into it’s face. She assumed the attack would be as useless as the sword, since they appeared to resist normal weapon attacks but adapting to new challenges was what she was programmed for. Rerouting her power outputs the Android’s fist was quickly electrified by enough energy to cook meat alive. Hopefully this attack would prove more effective The massive dose of electricity liquidated then cooked the Genma’s inner organs and she watched without emotion as the Genma’s eyes popped and its skin charred to a black cinder. Hopefully it’s healing ability wouldn’t be able to keep up with the damage.
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The power of the electrical attack was just enough to turn the first Genma into a mass of liquefied goo, but Tenkai wasn't as impressed as the others at what they were witnessing. These were the weakest of the weak when it came to the Genma horde, and so such a simple attack from AMANDA would work on these, but anything stronger and she'd be in trouble. "Send in the Gecha."
"Sir?" The scientist looked up, surprised at the order. It had taken an entire team of hardened soldiers to capture it when it had been found. Now he wanted it released against the cyborg when she was having trouble against the weakest of the enemies?
"It's how I was tested so long ago, as was Jacques during the Time Fold. Send in the Gecha." He repeated, ignoring completely Rigly's comment, not having any love for the man or what he and his cronies had created. The Gecha was akin to the Ogres in strength, but they were just as mindless as the drones when it came to tactics and the lack there of. The Gecha however, were tough and their hides were thick, able to block bullets from anything smaller than a shotgun at close range, let alone the fact that nothing worked if there wasn't any power behind it anyway. They weilded heavy bats with small metal spikes along the length of it, able to shatter bone with one swing at half strength. Slow, but incredibly strong was what a Gecha was known for, with a face and teeth akin to an ape or a boar, Tenkai never could figure out which. The Gecha lumbered out of another door that opened up underneath the observation deck. The ground rumbled a little every time it took a step, alerting AMANDA without visual confirmation that something was coming. The beast stood taller than any one man when it stood at full height, but it wasn't nearly as big as some of the biggest Genma Tenkai had seen during his long years on this world. It was a brute, and nothing more to the seasoned warrior, and the drones were cannon fodder, if that.
"You said that things were getting interesting Rigly. You were wrong." Tenkai replied before going to the keyboard that was closest to him and opened up a channel to AMANDA's HUD.
I'm sure you know this already, but normal weaponry won't work on these creatures. Magic and weapons forged specifically to fight these creatures will do the job. He then uploaded a file on said weaponry, showing the cyborg a dozen and more of the ancient weapons and armor that were able to defend against the creatures before her. One in particular was a dark looking sword with a skull on the pommel. Something about it made Tenkai see the perfect fit for the machine. Clasping his hands before his chest and around his staff, a strange purple orb appeared in front of him with white glyphs swirling about the orb. The orb disappeared as he chanted the spell and reappeared in front of AMANDA before it expanded and the same sword he had pulled on the computer fell in front of the machine. "Now things shall be on more even ground."
((Have fun Incog lol.))
"Sir?" The scientist looked up, surprised at the order. It had taken an entire team of hardened soldiers to capture it when it had been found. Now he wanted it released against the cyborg when she was having trouble against the weakest of the enemies?
"It's how I was tested so long ago, as was Jacques during the Time Fold. Send in the Gecha." He repeated, ignoring completely Rigly's comment, not having any love for the man or what he and his cronies had created. The Gecha was akin to the Ogres in strength, but they were just as mindless as the drones when it came to tactics and the lack there of. The Gecha however, were tough and their hides were thick, able to block bullets from anything smaller than a shotgun at close range, let alone the fact that nothing worked if there wasn't any power behind it anyway. They weilded heavy bats with small metal spikes along the length of it, able to shatter bone with one swing at half strength. Slow, but incredibly strong was what a Gecha was known for, with a face and teeth akin to an ape or a boar, Tenkai never could figure out which. The Gecha lumbered out of another door that opened up underneath the observation deck. The ground rumbled a little every time it took a step, alerting AMANDA without visual confirmation that something was coming. The beast stood taller than any one man when it stood at full height, but it wasn't nearly as big as some of the biggest Genma Tenkai had seen during his long years on this world. It was a brute, and nothing more to the seasoned warrior, and the drones were cannon fodder, if that.
"You said that things were getting interesting Rigly. You were wrong." Tenkai replied before going to the keyboard that was closest to him and opened up a channel to AMANDA's HUD.
I'm sure you know this already, but normal weaponry won't work on these creatures. Magic and weapons forged specifically to fight these creatures will do the job. He then uploaded a file on said weaponry, showing the cyborg a dozen and more of the ancient weapons and armor that were able to defend against the creatures before her. One in particular was a dark looking sword with a skull on the pommel. Something about it made Tenkai see the perfect fit for the machine. Clasping his hands before his chest and around his staff, a strange purple orb appeared in front of him with white glyphs swirling about the orb. The orb disappeared as he chanted the spell and reappeared in front of AMANDA before it expanded and the same sword he had pulled on the computer fell in front of the machine. "Now things shall be on more even ground."
((Have fun Incog lol.))
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(Graduation has kept me tied up. Sorry for the time period between posts."
In a few minutes the five Genma were dead at the Android’s feet. Her right arm crackled with electrical discharge and each Genma smoked beneath her, cooked to a black cinder. The steel sword lay fifty paces away, bent and misshapen. She had charged the blade with electrical energy and used it to kill the last two Genma, but the blade hadn’t had the structural integrity to withstand the harsh attacks her mechanical arm delivered and had bent in several places.
A low rumbling filled the chamber and like something out of a horror movie an ear-splitting inhuman scream echoed throughout its hardened walls. Seconds later the huge double doors which she herself had used, started to open once more. Behind them stood a towering beast, it’s muscles bulging with strength and it’s eyes ablaze with blind fury.
Half a second later and her mechanical brain received a transmission. Downloading a file, it too her only milliseconds to process it’s contents. While it wasn’t anything she hadn’t already considered as a possibility, it was somewhat nice to have her theory’s confirmed. After receiving the file a strange orb appeared in front of her.
As the robot stared at the orb a sword appeared, falling and then impaling the ground. The sword matched one of the pictures in the files she had, only moments ago, downloaded, and AMANDA wasted no time in wrapping her finely crafted fingers around the black hilt of the twisted blade. As she did so, the blade flared, liquid fire coming to life along its edge, dripping onto the ground like a thick acid. It was if the sword had sensed her touch, which was completely illogical since she wasn’t alive, and therefore had no life-force for anything to sense.
Her attention was ripped away from the sword as the large Genma, who AMANDA had been keeping in her visual scans, finally noticed her and decided she was hostile and not just a lifeless hunk of metal. Unlike the Genma from before, there was no sign of caution from the gigantic beast; it charged like a out of control semi-trailer towards her, massive black fists ready to crush her robotic frame. AMANDA summarized that the beast most likely lacked the physical strength needed to fully destroy her exo-skeletal structure, but decided testing that theory was not only pointless, but also potentially dangerous if she was mistaken. She decided it was best to simply use the Genma’s strength to her advantage and avoid it’s attacks all together.
Taking a few steps back, AMANDA raised her new molten weapon; the sword that glowed with fire around its edge but near its center seemed to consume light like a black hole. Within seconds the massive lumbering Genma was upon her, throwing long sweeping strikes towards her elegant form. The strikes were powerful, but they were slow and clumsy, many hitting the ground and creating small crater. But while the Android was fast and had no trouble dodging the ungraceful attacks, getting close enough to the beast was another story. It created a wall with its own unrelenting attack, the massive swinging arms completely obscuring its chest and making a lethal attack nearly impossible to secure.
AMANDA dodged in and out, ducked and weaved, but still could find no opening in the creature’s offence and by extension it’s defense. Suddenly, and much to the Android’s surprise, one of the beast’s strikes changed speed mid-flight, making her previous calculations null. The massive fist connected with her side, in what would be a rib-cage crushing and killing blow to any normal human. AMANDA did not have ribs, or bones for that matter, but the strike was still powerful and flung the metal female across the chamber like a rag doll. She slammed into the wall with a thunderous boom and slumped to the ground, her visual sensors having gone offline with the impact.
For 1.134 seconds, darkness was her world. Her visual sensors restarted and came back online and the Andriod was greeted to the snarling mug of her enemy as one of it’s massive hands wrapped around her chest and squeezed. Immediately warning signals flashed across her vision; pressure was building up fast and while it wasn’t enough to breach her hull, some of her minor systems would soon fail due to the stress. AMANDA deployed every tactic she could to get free, blinding her enemy with strobes and firing her remaining smoke cylinders into the air, even charging up her casing with an electric charge, but nothing seemed to break the creature’s vice-grip. She needed her sword! She needed to free herself! AMANDA looked around for the precious blade that may very well be her salvation and found it laying fifty feet away. How it had gotten there she hadn’t a clue, but she assumed her hand had released the blade when some of her systems went dead from her impact with the wall.
Pointing the palm of her hand towards the blade, she activated the powerful magnets contained within, for specifically this purpose. The sword moved slowly at first, but within an instant was flying through the air and into her open hand.
Driving the blade strait through the beast’s hand, AMANDA found it took surprisingly less effort then she had originally thought, for the sword to cut through the carapace-like flesh of the Genma. The giant howled once more, immediately releasing the Android from its terrible grip. The robot hit the ground running, and within less then a second was in striking range. Taking advantage of her newfound knowledge that her blade cut through the Genma like butter, she crouched down, and swung her sword up. Then, right as the edge bit into flesh, she pushed off with her feet and jumped, forcing the sword through the entire vertical length of the Genma’s body and exiting through the top of it’s head.
With one last vicious howl, the Genma fell forwards onto the ground, some of its form slumped against the wall where moments ago it appeared to have the upper hand. Hot black blood oozed onto the ground like thick mucus and steamed as it met with the cool air of the combat chamber. AMANDA landed lightly in the middle of the chamber and ran every diagnostic on every system in her body. No damage. Not one busted circuit. Everything was as it should be. Idly she looked down at her new best friend to wipe off any excess blood, and found none on the blade at all. Odd, considering she had just cleaved a Genma clear in half.
Up in the observation booth, Harrison was busy clapping and cheering at his own creation; probably because it was stroking his own ego by extension, but that aside she had preformed valiantly… for a machine.
“Marvelous! Simply brilliant! Not only did she learn and adapt to new situations better then we had hoped, she actually one a battle without any prior combat training! Well… I mean, of course we programmed her how to use a sword, but nothing like this! This is pure instinct!”
Harrison grinned madly. He had succeeded in creating a learning AI, not one that acted on pre-programmed intelligence, but one that could adapt and run outside of its programming. This was the stuff of Sci-Fi no longer. He would shurly win a Nobel for this!
In a few minutes the five Genma were dead at the Android’s feet. Her right arm crackled with electrical discharge and each Genma smoked beneath her, cooked to a black cinder. The steel sword lay fifty paces away, bent and misshapen. She had charged the blade with electrical energy and used it to kill the last two Genma, but the blade hadn’t had the structural integrity to withstand the harsh attacks her mechanical arm delivered and had bent in several places.
A low rumbling filled the chamber and like something out of a horror movie an ear-splitting inhuman scream echoed throughout its hardened walls. Seconds later the huge double doors which she herself had used, started to open once more. Behind them stood a towering beast, it’s muscles bulging with strength and it’s eyes ablaze with blind fury.
Half a second later and her mechanical brain received a transmission. Downloading a file, it too her only milliseconds to process it’s contents. While it wasn’t anything she hadn’t already considered as a possibility, it was somewhat nice to have her theory’s confirmed. After receiving the file a strange orb appeared in front of her.
As the robot stared at the orb a sword appeared, falling and then impaling the ground. The sword matched one of the pictures in the files she had, only moments ago, downloaded, and AMANDA wasted no time in wrapping her finely crafted fingers around the black hilt of the twisted blade. As she did so, the blade flared, liquid fire coming to life along its edge, dripping onto the ground like a thick acid. It was if the sword had sensed her touch, which was completely illogical since she wasn’t alive, and therefore had no life-force for anything to sense.
Her attention was ripped away from the sword as the large Genma, who AMANDA had been keeping in her visual scans, finally noticed her and decided she was hostile and not just a lifeless hunk of metal. Unlike the Genma from before, there was no sign of caution from the gigantic beast; it charged like a out of control semi-trailer towards her, massive black fists ready to crush her robotic frame. AMANDA summarized that the beast most likely lacked the physical strength needed to fully destroy her exo-skeletal structure, but decided testing that theory was not only pointless, but also potentially dangerous if she was mistaken. She decided it was best to simply use the Genma’s strength to her advantage and avoid it’s attacks all together.
Taking a few steps back, AMANDA raised her new molten weapon; the sword that glowed with fire around its edge but near its center seemed to consume light like a black hole. Within seconds the massive lumbering Genma was upon her, throwing long sweeping strikes towards her elegant form. The strikes were powerful, but they were slow and clumsy, many hitting the ground and creating small crater. But while the Android was fast and had no trouble dodging the ungraceful attacks, getting close enough to the beast was another story. It created a wall with its own unrelenting attack, the massive swinging arms completely obscuring its chest and making a lethal attack nearly impossible to secure.
AMANDA dodged in and out, ducked and weaved, but still could find no opening in the creature’s offence and by extension it’s defense. Suddenly, and much to the Android’s surprise, one of the beast’s strikes changed speed mid-flight, making her previous calculations null. The massive fist connected with her side, in what would be a rib-cage crushing and killing blow to any normal human. AMANDA did not have ribs, or bones for that matter, but the strike was still powerful and flung the metal female across the chamber like a rag doll. She slammed into the wall with a thunderous boom and slumped to the ground, her visual sensors having gone offline with the impact.
For 1.134 seconds, darkness was her world. Her visual sensors restarted and came back online and the Andriod was greeted to the snarling mug of her enemy as one of it’s massive hands wrapped around her chest and squeezed. Immediately warning signals flashed across her vision; pressure was building up fast and while it wasn’t enough to breach her hull, some of her minor systems would soon fail due to the stress. AMANDA deployed every tactic she could to get free, blinding her enemy with strobes and firing her remaining smoke cylinders into the air, even charging up her casing with an electric charge, but nothing seemed to break the creature’s vice-grip. She needed her sword! She needed to free herself! AMANDA looked around for the precious blade that may very well be her salvation and found it laying fifty feet away. How it had gotten there she hadn’t a clue, but she assumed her hand had released the blade when some of her systems went dead from her impact with the wall.
Pointing the palm of her hand towards the blade, she activated the powerful magnets contained within, for specifically this purpose. The sword moved slowly at first, but within an instant was flying through the air and into her open hand.
Driving the blade strait through the beast’s hand, AMANDA found it took surprisingly less effort then she had originally thought, for the sword to cut through the carapace-like flesh of the Genma. The giant howled once more, immediately releasing the Android from its terrible grip. The robot hit the ground running, and within less then a second was in striking range. Taking advantage of her newfound knowledge that her blade cut through the Genma like butter, she crouched down, and swung her sword up. Then, right as the edge bit into flesh, she pushed off with her feet and jumped, forcing the sword through the entire vertical length of the Genma’s body and exiting through the top of it’s head.
With one last vicious howl, the Genma fell forwards onto the ground, some of its form slumped against the wall where moments ago it appeared to have the upper hand. Hot black blood oozed onto the ground like thick mucus and steamed as it met with the cool air of the combat chamber. AMANDA landed lightly in the middle of the chamber and ran every diagnostic on every system in her body. No damage. Not one busted circuit. Everything was as it should be. Idly she looked down at her new best friend to wipe off any excess blood, and found none on the blade at all. Odd, considering she had just cleaved a Genma clear in half.
Up in the observation booth, Harrison was busy clapping and cheering at his own creation; probably because it was stroking his own ego by extension, but that aside she had preformed valiantly… for a machine.
“Marvelous! Simply brilliant! Not only did she learn and adapt to new situations better then we had hoped, she actually one a battle without any prior combat training! Well… I mean, of course we programmed her how to use a sword, but nothing like this! This is pure instinct!”
Harrison grinned madly. He had succeeded in creating a learning AI, not one that acted on pre-programmed intelligence, but one that could adapt and run outside of its programming. This was the stuff of Sci-Fi no longer. He would shurly win a Nobel for this!
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