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Post by Shirin Tao Zhu on Feb 6, 2010 21:58:17 GMT -5
A gaping hole wide enough to fit a truck through had appeared in the ground on the far eastern edge of what used to be West City. A pod-shaped machine with a large drill on the end surfaced from the hole and stopped once it reached the overworld. Just climbing out of the drill pod was a youthful looking man with long, redish brown hair in an outfit that could only be described as a textbook lab attire. The white coat was a dead giveaway. A rather strange look for someone who'd made a very interesting entrance into his environment. The hole that had been dug by the drill lead all the way back down into the previously sealed underground lab where it had come from.
As the young man glances around the area he is utterly disgusted at what has become of his home city and its surroundings. Smoke bellows from some of the buildings, still, but only those that have managed to withstand the chaos. And those buildings were few and far between. The land seemed corrupt and lifeless like a wasteland. He only shakes his head at the terrible fate that has befallen his world...his home. This atrocity will be paid for. Those responsible will be punished. I will do everything in my power to ensure this. Father, mother, wherever you are...if you're still alive...I hope for your safety and that we may have a family reunion of sorts soon.
Now...down to business. Access Memory file 'Geographical World Map'. In his field of vision, a map of the world appeared. This map was as the world was before that day. He examined it for a moment and nodded. Close active memory file. Alright...time to test the abilities of my cybernetics. I studied the schematics a bit during the trip to the surface in the pod. Flying should be my safest method of travel since I doubt too many people are capable of self propelled flight. Activate Energy Propulsion System. Finishing his train of thought, Shirin lifted off the ground. Nearly invisible waves of force were emanating from his feet as they were what kept him off the ground and moved him upward. He was a bit shaky on the lift-off and he knew that using this system for travel would likely be tiresome and difficult at the time, but there was no other way to learn to use these systems than to do just that; By putting them to use. He was headed to the east from his current location in hopes of reaching what he believed would be the remains of Hercule City.
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Post by DBIL Administrator on Feb 7, 2010 3:10:24 GMT -5
The flight being utterly uneventful, it seemed that Shirin Tao Zhu would have plenty of undisturbed practice with using his new powers. From West City, Hercule City would be around an hour away in the case of an untrained flight user.
Indeed, plenty of time to adjust to the flight mechanics.
As he eventually reached the borderline of Hercule City, however, he would be shocked to find the outskirts bustling with life, but not of the human sort. One could easily make out that this was the "ghetto" of the city, due to the easy spotting of numerous robberies of stores and a variety of gang activity. This misbehavior was not being performed by the humans, but those of other races, including the common demon kind, and the rarer Namekian kind.
Though sad, this was what life was these days, it simply wouldn't be worth changing the numerous hopeless situations that could be sighted by the bird's eye view that Shirin would be experiencing at that point.
Moving further on into the city, the area would become visibly more glamorous, as the run down old buildings shaped into sky high towers, along with a more pleasing view of civilized people... These were the fortunate humans. Though, if one were to look very closely at the area... One would see that it was no better than the "ghetto," as it was the scene of yet more robbery, murder and crime...
Finally, at the center of the city, there could be sighted an arena of the grand kind, two statues towering above it, one of the Great Saiyan, Kakarot, and one of Hercule himself. After spotting these two statues, it would instantly become clear that this was the setting of the Tenkaichi Budokai tournament, of which both statues were legends.
With so many choices in his hands... What exactly would Shirin do?
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Post by Shirin Tao Zhu on Feb 7, 2010 3:28:14 GMT -5
Seeing the awful lifestyles that the beings living on the planet he previously considered home had taken up, Shirin got a bad taste in his mouth. This place...it is not just the land that has been corrupted. Even the good parts of the world that appear safe at first glance are defiled and desecrated by the plague that has overtaken the planet. The people themselves are corrupt and twisted. Are they even worth saving? Even if I do defeat the ones responsible for making Earth this way, will it ever stop being a foreign world to me ever again?
Shirin didn't want to give up hope. Just as with his will to see his parents again, he wished that his home was not in such bad shape. Even people he didn't know, he wished they weren't so misaligned compared to the people of the world that Shirin had known before the malicious one had taken over Earth and flooded his armies throughout its cities.
It's probably not a good idea to draw attention to myself without getting a feel for all of my combat systems. It's very likely that if anyone of notable strength appeared as if from nowhere that there would be trouble. I'll bet I can find someone to test my skills on in the arena. I can remain a nameless fighter and I'll be able to prove my skills locally, once I get the hang of my cybernetic body, anyway. Maybe then I can get some information.
All these thoughts in mind, Shirin casually flies in the direction of the statues at the center of the city. Although he hadn't thought to before, this was probably a good idea. He hadn't had a good view of the city before, and he was originally going to just leave, but after seeing everything like a big picture he had a change of heart.
When he landed in the stadium, but not yet in the arena, he gazed at the statues for a moment and remembered who they were. The great heroes of the past. The world needed a hero like those two mighty warriors yet again, but it seemed that none were to be found. Would he, Shirin, be the next hero? Shirin didn't know.
He then began to scour the area with his eyes, looking for anyone who was currently fighting, looked like they would want to fight, or just to keep an eye out for someone who might attack him for no reason. He was in a high quality lab outfit, after all.
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Post by DBIL Administrator on Feb 7, 2010 3:55:00 GMT -5
Upon approaching the entrance of the still famous Budokai Tenkaichi arena, numerous tough looking fighters, walking along with battle-crazy fans could be seen, smelled and heard all at the same time. This area was full of such people.
Gis of all types were worn by nearly all of the fighters, except for a certain few, who either chose to fight shirtless, or simply did not train under a Martial Art master.
The Martial Arts had recently become a popular contrivance, as innumerable Earth citizens looked to it to provide a savior, as it had done so many times in the past with Kakarot and Hercule.
No tournament was occurring at this point, yet the arena was nonetheless absolutely filled with people. To the left, what would be the registration desk could be seen, unattended. Obviously, since no Tenkaichi Budokai was occurring, there was no need for registration.
Directly in front, however, through an open passage could be seen the grandstand of the arena, no seating available, as it said on a banner situated directly above the open passage.
Spectators on the grandstand could be heard shouting;
"Ci-fer! Ci-fer! Ci-fer!"
And finally, to the right, a group of shadowy figures, all dressed in black could be seen, seemingly exchanging money and bets...
So many options, so many decisions, what would Shirin do?
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Post by Shirin Tao Zhu on Feb 7, 2010 4:05:52 GMT -5
Shirin was very interested in seeing who this 'Cifer' was. If the people cheered for him there had to be a reason. Was it simply because he was a good fighter, because they feared him, or because he was a good man who gave them hope? He decided to go through the passage to the grandstand even though there were no seats there. Not only did he want to ask one of the spectators some questions, he also wanted to get a view of the one they chanted for if he could.
When he neared one of the spectators he would tap them on the shoulder. Demon, Namekian, Human...it didn't matter who or what they were. He would ask them, "Who is this 'Cifer' that you keep cheering for?"
For now, that was all he could do. Diving into the arena without knowing at least a little about how things went down would not be a good idea. So he waited on a reply while he watched whatever fight may be occurring.
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Post by DBIL Administrator on Feb 8, 2010 0:34:58 GMT -5
Each person that the cyborg human asked about the mysterious figure known as "Cifer," they would reply in a similar manner to the example below;
"Cifer? How can you not know Cifer? Our Tenkaichi Champion?! He has brought back meaning to the martial arts!"
As Shirin looks below, he notices two figures, both standing firm in their own respective fighting stances, both looking focused... The crowd was silent for a while, as the moment continued.
Staring each other down, and silence shrouding the atmosphere, it seemed that the fight was at its' peak, as the two warriors rushed at each other, breaking stance.
In a flash, the two were standing back to back, their fists out, and oddly still. Suddenly, a large crash was heard as the blue haired warrior fell, and his grey haired opponent raising his arm as a signal that he had been victorious.
The crowd erupted in a cheer, as they chanted louder than ever before...
"Ci-fer! Ci-fer!"
The announcer, immediately ran to Cifer's side, and declared the end of the exhibition match by way of knock out. At the same time, he declared that the arena was now open to anyone who wished to challenge the champion in yet another exhibition match...
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Post by Shirin Tao Zhu on Feb 8, 2010 2:05:38 GMT -5
Shirin wanted an opportunity to see just who Cifer really was. The gray haired man who had just won a fight in such precision and speed apparently was that man, Cifer. Time to test my steel and to see just what this guy is all about. Shirin walked back out the passage and down from the Grandstands so that he could make his way to the arena. He remained silent as he casually walked through the groups of other fighters to make his way to the arena. He stepped up into the arena and pulled off the lab coat, tossing it out of the arena as he got closer to the middle.
When he was sure that Cifer was within earshot he spoke, "Hello, Cifer. That was impressive. That last move you did. I'm interested to see more. Will you fight me? By the way, you can call me Tao." Shirin wasn't entirely enthralled at fighting like this in front of a huge crowd. On top of this was the fact that he knew next to nothing about Cifer or what kinds of fighting techniques he used. However, the opposite was also true. Cifer didn't know any of the abilities and techniques that Shirin could do, either. He didn't want people knowing his first name, however, unless they had a good reason to know it, so he only used his primary surname. His secondary surname was from his mother, since his parents had decided they wanted their child to carry on both of their family names.
At least the playing field was level in that regard. They called him their champion. They said he gave meaning back to martial arts. Does he put his heart and soul in his fists like a true martial artist? I suppose I will find out soon enough. This might be a bit much as far as a test for my abilities, but if I never push myself I'll never learn to use them and I'll never improve beyond my current limitations. Shirin was simply waiting for a reply during his thought process.
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Post by DBIL Administrator on Feb 8, 2010 3:35:28 GMT -5
Out of all of those who had been present at the arena, this young adolescent would be Cifer's challenger. Amused by the lab coat that the young man had just taken off, Cifer begun to question the ability that his challenger possessed.
Smirking slightly at the compliment about the move that he had used to decide the previous battle, Cifer took comfort in the fact that the boy knew not that what he had seen was the mere crust of his hidden powers.
"Alright... Tao... You've got a fight on your hands... Ready?"
Cifer could have sworn that he had the name "Tao" somewhere in his head, but he could not quite put a finger on it.
Stepping backwards, Cifer made his way to the left side of the arena, slowly descending into a fighting stance. Just by witnessing this stance, one could tell that this man was a user of the Crane Style.
As he stood completely still, the announcer begun to speak...
"So we have a new challenger... Please welcome... Tao! Now remember, you lose if you are knocked out, knocked out of the ring, cry, surrender, or kill your opponent, keep this in mind, and have a good battle!"
With that, the crowd went wild as they all chanted Cifer's name, none of them rooting for Tao.
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Post by Shirin Tao Zhu on Feb 8, 2010 10:28:19 GMT -5
Was he ready? That was a ridiculous question. Of course he wasn't. Well, he was ready mentally, but he wasn't sure how much of a fight he could put up against Cifer, who was their champion. Still, there was no turning back now. "Yes...I'm ready."
Just then he noticed it. That stance. Cifer's stance. It was...no...how was this possible? How could Cifer know that stance? There wasn't anyone outside of Shirin's family that knew of the Crane Style in this day and age, was there? Shirin thought that the secrets of that martial art style had been kept within his family. It was true that he'd shirked many of the lessons his grandpa had so vigorously tried to teach him, but he did know the basics of the style. This changed everything.
Shirin could Learn a great deal from fighting Cifer now. Begin visual recording sequence. Save file as Crane Style Zero One. The computer chip in his brain did just as ordered. It began recording everything that Shirin saw. Then Shirin did something that might surprise Cifer. He took the exact same stance. "I have some questions for you, Cifer," Shirin said as he eyed the man intensely.
Shirin then looked to the announcer and nodded, "I understand the rules of engagement." He then looked back to Cifer, "Where did you learn that fighting stance? Who is alive that still knows the Crane Style well enough to teach it?"
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Post by DBIL Administrator on Feb 9, 2010 1:04:36 GMT -5
Cifer's smirk faded away into nothingness as he witnessed his adversary descending into a fighting stance, strikingly similar to his own. He took pride in being the sole user of the long forgotten Crane Style Martial Art, but this young man had taken that personal pride away from him.
Speaking quietly, nearly to the extent of whispering, Cifer responded to the boy's question, not necessarily with the answer itself, but a response nonetheless.
"You will find out soon enough... Tao... But first... Show me what you know of the Crane Style Martial Art!"
Conjuring a white aura, Cifer charged toward his opponent, floating in the air, and bringing up dust as he moved. Deciding that he would start strong, Cifer feigned a frontal assault, having charged with his cup hand in front, before disappearing from the naked eye, leaving an after image, and re-appearing behind his opponent.
After getting there, Cifer attacked with a right sidekick aimed at Tao's back, focusing enough Ki into it to possibly send the young warrior flying.
The crowd cheered upon the witnessing of such a technique, they were definitely going to get their money's worth after witnessing this Martial Arts exhibition match.
At this point, the announcer had withdrawn, now commentating on the fight from the sideline.
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Post by Shirin Tao Zhu on Feb 9, 2010 1:48:03 GMT -5
As Cifer rushed at him, Shirin crossed both arms in front of himself and crouched slightly expecting a flurry of attacks to come his way. When he looked again he saw Cifer move around him at unreal speeds.
Whoa! He's really fast! Heh...although this recording will allow me to watch his technique and learn it myself. He doesn't know that. Shirin thought as he saw the image before him. He was not deceived in the least, though. His eyes and ears were enhanced beyond normal human sight. He was able to track Cifer by sight and sound, although more so by hearing him. Shirin would quickly spin around, placing some energy into his forearm as he threw it up to block the kick. The impact of Cifer's kick had caused him to slide back a bit. Then, stepping toward Cifer and feigning a two finger knife-like jab, Shirin quickly changed to a rising knee aimed at his foes chin as he leaped into the air. If the knee connected then Shirin would fully extend that leg and aim to kick off of his opponent's chest.
It was clear that Cifer was no slouch by any circumstances, but Shirin wasn't bad either. He'd barely been able to block that attack because of the speed that Cifer had moved with just beforehand. Even if Shirin could determine where he was with his heightened senses, it wouldn't be enough if he couldn't move fast enough to defend. He'd gotten lucky that time. How long would his luck last?Heh...even if I lose I will still win, Cifer. You have no clue. "You shouldn't be so quick to underestimate me, Cifer."
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Post by DBIL Administrator on Feb 9, 2010 2:55:22 GMT -5
The smirk that had only recently faded away re-appeared again on Cifer's so far clean face. He had to admit, the boy was good, to be able to block a blow like that, this would be a challenge, and Cifer absolutely loved challenge.
Keeping his leg extended as he remained in thought, Cifer recalled the way that the boy had blocked his blow. It was with unnatural speed that Tao had spun around, that was for sure, but to be able to block a kick like that, right after a spin would require inhuman reflexes. The question raised echoed in Cifer's mind
Is this boy human?!
Regaining his composure, Cifer relaxed his leg and readied himself for a counter attack. Indeed, the counter attack came, as Cifer raised his left arm above his head and reinforced it with the left, he wanted to see exactly what this boy was made of...
To his surprise, the coming flurry attack was immediately converted into a rising knee, which caught the unready Cifer full force on the chin.
A small amount of drool was forced out of Cifer's mouth as his head was forced backwards, his grey hair waving out in a disorderly fashion. The crowd gasped as they witnessed the impact of the blow, the announcer shouting out;
"Oh! And our champion has been hit! A rising knee to the chin leaving him in disaaaaarray!"
However, as Tao extended his leg, Cifer brought down his bent arms to catch it, as part of his little counter. With the catch, he would slam his opponent down onto the arena floor holding Tao from his leg, and throw him upwards, following up with a Kikou Ha.
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Post by Shirin Tao Zhu on Feb 10, 2010 0:28:41 GMT -5
Shirin smirked when he saw that his initial attack had connected after a successful feign. His expression quickly shifted to a frown when he felt his leg get caught. The next thing he felt was his body meeting the ground in a very uncomfortable manner. "Ngh!" He let out an exasperated breath as he smashed into the ground and then was flung into the air. I can't let...this end so soon! I need more...for my records.
"Grrr..." Shirin growled. Initiate energy propulsion system! Shirn's flight capabilities kicked in in that instant and he flipped his body around in mid-air, swinging his right leg around to knock the energy blast that Cifer had fired right back at him. Deactivate Energy propulsion system. And with that Shirin would drop down towards Cifer with a mighty boot aimed at him.
(OOC:Short post is Short. V_V)
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Post by DBIL Administrator on Feb 10, 2010 0:55:49 GMT -5
Cifer had to admit, this kid was good. To be able to recover swiftly enough from a blow onto the ground, to repel the attack. However good the boy was, however, mattered not, Cifer was on a whole different level at this point, as he finally would begin to demonstrate to his young adversary.
The white Kikou Ha that Cifer had released was now speeding back towards its' firer. It all happened in slow motion, as Cifer took his own blast head on, a large explosion ensuing after pushing the fighter backwards a few centimeters.
With Tao's descent, Cifer's silhouette could still be spotted in the grey smoke, as he stood there, absolutely motionless.
The descending melee attack sent at Cifer seemed to penetrate his whole body, as the crowd gasped loudly. It took a while for everyone to realize that what Tao had successfully booted was an after image, left by the now invisible Cifer.
Re-appearing to everyone's vision, directly in front of Tao. Floating forward, he used the element of surprise to hopefully land a single right straight punch to his opponent's jaw, before beginning an appear-disappear flurry of attacks from all sides.
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Post by Shirin Tao Zhu on Feb 10, 2010 3:31:14 GMT -5
Talk about a complete turn around in terms of who was on top of this fight. Shirin realized he'd fell through an image only after his leg was all the way through the vision of Cifer and he was about to land. His eyes and ears had been able to track the movement this time, as well, but it was far more difficult this time than before. Had Cifer been holding back? Then Shirin was jacked in the jaw by Cifer's initial blow. What followed was the worst beating Shirin had ever seen...and he had a first person perspective on the receiving end. That's not the kind of perspective you want to have.
As the flurry came, Shirin focused all he was able on locating where each attack would come from and defending, but the attacks were too fast and rather unpredictable as far as he was concerned. Shirin did manage to block or evade nearly half of the assault, but the other half put him down on one knee when it was all said and done. His nose was bloody, one eye was black, and he had bruises on his arms and shins from attempting to defend himself. After all, even though his physical and mental capabilities were high, Shirin wasn't a veteran fighter like Cifer. That alone gave the gray haired man a huge advantage.
"D**n...I can't... believe it. I guess...you're not the champion...for nothing," Shirin was breathing heavily from the stress of the beating he'd just taken. He then rose to his feet and shakily returned to his fighting stance. "But I'm not done yet!" Augh...that combination. There's no doubt about it. He was holding back a lot. I probably can't beat him. No way I'll go down without a fight, though. He thinks he's got his victory in the bag this soon? I'll show him a trick of my own. He'll be seeing double.
Materialize two holographic duplicates. Shirin commanded the chip in his brain and it executed the specified action. Two lifelike, life-size, three dimensional images of Shirin appeared, both to the left of Shirin in a line. He couldn't afford to say anything now, lest he'd give away his ploy. Initiate energy propulsion system. All three Shirins lifted a few inches off the ground. He made sure to float so it would be harder to track his swift movements by sound. Now it was time for payback.
Shirin and his two copies began rushing forward as fast as they possibly could with the three of them cycling places in line like a gambler moving an object around under cups. Only one Shirin was the correct one, and blocking or attacking the wrong one would mean trouble for Cifer. The real Shirin was gathering energy into both hands and feet to prepare for his offensive when he closed the distance with his copies.
Once he was close, he hoped his copies would be enough to give him the opening he needed for the attack. He would open up with a strong right hook to knock Cifer off balance and through him temporarily off guard. Immediately after he would swing a jab for the sternum of his foe. Hopefully this would knock the wind out of his opponent and stun him long enough for the spinning leg sweep. He would continue the spin of the sweep and change the angle so that his own leg would go up and over and then his heel would drop down like an axe into either Cifer's chest or back, whichever he might land on.
Another pounding like the one he'd just taken and Shirin would have little left in him, so this attack was possibly his last hope for victory.
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