4/22/03
guyver_enmity Atmospheric Electricity boomed through out the darkened skies of Ayenee, yet another day of killing for Enmity. Vapor condensed within the atmosphere pelting produced drops of ice cold water. Arms unfolded from Enmity’s black chest-plate. Control Medallion surged with illumination, and produced a hue of photonic blight that campaigned across the metallic orbs of the Guyver.

GuyverUnit3 deliberate fornication of this subverse world, had spawned a demon the like unknown.. a monstrosity to those about him, and an all and all nasty guy… this one entity knew himself as Guyver 3… the one that was to give Enmity his name of malice and strife's evil cousin, misanthropy… the unit would pause within stance,
GuyverUnit3 allowing the second layer of the control medallion to pulse once from the second layer of the control medallion.. this in turn would coordinate with the computer like orientation, known as the collective consciousness… a queer smirk would arise atop his conscious reflection, as nimble digits would flex beneath a cherubic of bio armored plates..
GuyverUnit3 .. a gently nod would be the foreboding bow, before the third layer of the control medallion would induce the sensory orbs to activate within their allocated slots.. they would quiver within the anticipation of this sojourn, revolving within these slotted gestures on either side of his head..


guyver_enmity A snicker passed through the sonic-oscillators of Enmity. A particular reason Cain liked the Guyver unit so much was that it had the command Gravitational Particals and fields of such sorts, This was a given side effect of the Gravitational Control Orb. The GCO ( Gravitational Control Orb) placed Gravitons within its own area of mass. In result to this a black hole formed, and which connected to an Infinite potented Realm. Hyper Kinetics were reincarnated into Quantum Singularity, and combine the energy within its own gravitational field. These Energies were redirected into the ATP ( AdenoTrisoplate), and thus granting the Guyver life.

GuyverUnit3 this aspect of regression had spawned contemplation within our hero of sorts.. he would scratch his chin and match the gesture of the other unit, allowing his thoughst to centralize on the primary aspects of the gravitational control orb, and grant himself a form of gyrokinetics.. the third layer of the control medallion would pulse with a subtle resonance all its own,
GuyverUnit3 commanding the bio armor to enact its prestigious interactions with the gravitational control orb.. this tiny sphere, located within the center of his waist, would pulse once with a photonic florescence, before beginning a provocative dance with the gravity gyros.. they would control the accumulation of graviton particles within the gravity control orb.. graviton particle fields would pool within its spherical mass,
GuyverUnit3 , forging a quantum singularity within existence, and creating a stabilized worm hole of inter-dimensional proportions.. a hyper kinetic sub space would be the dimension chosen by this tiny little ball, locking onto the graviton particle fields within the hyper kinetic energy, it would press them past this occupied event horizon,
GuyverUnit3 and allowing them to transmute with the gravimetric field of Unit 3.. these particle fields would then be incorporated into the mitochondria, via the adenosine triphosphate, thusly powering the Guyver Unit.. a given side affect of this interaction would of course be the ability to control and manipulate such fields as graviton,
GuyverUnit3 to a varying degree.. he would step forward, raising his arms before his chest, as to couple the massive appendages before his torso.. he would prepare for this lingering subterfuge of chaos and anarchy, as to subdue this instincts of defiling this soon to be eviscerated malformations of the creators creation.

guyver_enmity Eyes flickered as Photon traversed through the lustrous Armored Eye lense of the Guyver. Hyper-Sensors (4) revolved around their axis scanning everything up to a 360 mile range. These four orbs skimmed beyond visual spectrum. Fragments of light joyfully played along the fin atop the guyvers head. Two diminished red orbs junction to both the left and right side of the fin pulsed with a red hue. Hyper Kinetics were savagely being devoured by the Bio Booster Armor unit.

GuyverUnit3 for but this simply interplay of malice and merriment, the guyver would step forward, once more concentrating on that single aspect of the boost armor.. ocular ridges would compress, as the second layer would once more resonate within its hue of blue, pressing back those subservient sides of night, and allowing this brilliant mediator to enlighten this lingering aspect of blight.. he would progress within this note,
GuyverUnit3 allowing two reverse facing vibrational swords to extended from across the outer edge f his forearms… two on each side, they would stand as near twins, reaching their final length of 42 inches.. a sneer would be the perspective gesture of enmity within this unit.. he would stand from a partially bowed stance, allowing his head to retract from its flimsy bow..
GuyverUnit3 .. sonic oscillators would illuminate within the pallet of this Unit, two separated spheres that would press sonic vibrations into the air as though speech.. “Let it begin…” he would utter, allowing this depressed ridges to regress and stand at full attention.. those slitted surfaces, known as eyes, would seem to pulse with a traversed language of their own..

guyver_enmity The Guyver felt no remorse for his opponent, this was all business nothing personal. Muscles strained within the thoracic cavity. The host would grit his teeth as a diminished amount of pain ruptured through out every fiber within his body. Although like all things, the pain passed within a picko second of its awakening phase. The chest plate was torn out the chest cavity, stopping as the bottom limb refused to move back any further. The Mega-Smasher cell shown within the hollowed out cavity. The Remaining HyperKinetics within the Guyver Unit, was redirected into the Mega-Smasher cell. A green omnipotent constructed within the MSC. Breather Units (2) elongated forward from the Guyvers mouth region. High Pressurized air materials, (waste) were extract from the Artificial-Lungs of the host, and replaced with a fresh supply of air. Lips parted " And so.. it shall.....Mooortaaall Kombatt!!"

GuyverUnit3 oh how this had become interesting so quickly.. he would now find his thoughts once more centralizing on the primary aspects of his unit, the gravitational control orb.. a sneer would be projected through this sonic oscillators, in the formulation of a chaotic laughter.. he would press his hands together, commanding through the third layer of the control medallion,
GuyverUnit3 for the boost armor to interact with the gravitational control orb, and energy compressors, as to force reality once more to bend upon itself, and create another quantum singularity within this spatiotemporal suffix.. it would incorporate inbound kinetic fields, and thusly add to its force, constricting graviton particle fields unto themselves in a concentrated sphere.. the laughter would end,
GuyverUnit3 the guyver would stand.. dropping his hands to his sides, and cupping the pressure cannon within his left hands clutches, as though preempting calamity.. a perfect unification of control, gravity gyro’s would continuously stabilize this gravimetric apocalypse, as the guyver would race forward,
GuyverUnit3 accessing the power amplifiers as to speed his assault but thirty yards away... mass and energy would begin to interchange, adding a somewhat curious atomic weight to this vestal of anarchy

guyver_enmity The Second layer of the Control Medallion pulsed one more time giving off a silent cry of blue illumination. The Telepathic growths upon Cain’s back hued, (( It is Time Guyver....I.. Guyver Enmity....Shall liberate you...freeing your soul...from its imprisonment....)). The green hue within the MSC (Mega-Smasher-Cell) discharged. The consecutive wave of Bio Energy, pulverized everything within its way. The HSL (Hyper Space Link) supplied the guyver with an infinite amount of potent. Soon nothing would be left, in his thoughts he hoped, that Guyver 3 would get caught up in the blast. "Burn in hell you son of a bitch!"

GuyverUnit3 :a massive graviton particle beam would pulse forward within the reverberant discourse of this eve.. how pathetic one would recall, as he simply moved 30 feet to the left at point of discharge, allowing the beam to pass curiously by.. a waste of time one would think… but no matter.. A mind would find pause within the mischievous malformation of haste.. he would pause within progression,
GuyverUnit3 contemplating over those quandaries queries of dementia.. had he made the right choice to run in so fool heartedly? No, no.. a more subtle approach was of course called for.. he would lower that daunting appendages, known as the left hand, as to exchange this intercourse of depressed devastations, and allow that vessel of damnation to endure its subservient fornication on that natural construct of this spatiotemporal formation..
GuyverUnit3 .. the guyver would nod as those graviton particle fields found a amplified retrospect on their own longevity.. the gravity control orb would restore his pleading remnants of pain and solace, in the form of a lingering hunger for satisfaction.. perhaps the interchange of hyper kinetic particles was somehow diminished within this premise.

guyver_enmity Breathing Heavily, within the train of thought. Enmity looked Guyver 3 over one more time. The Guyvers ego had foolishly gotten the better of him. Hyper-Sensors revolved upon their tracks mapping the entire landscape. He would slowly raise his arms as two sets of blades sprang forward emitting a high pitched noise unbearable to the human auditory system. The blades reached a maximum length of 5 feet, giving them the maximum effect

GuyverUnit3 :mischievous doctrines had lead to the demise of this standard type.. if he would have only prepped, instead of deviating to this reprise of animosity.. a declining benefactor in the ever quietus tide of Unit 3.. he would progress forward on this note, darting inward at the guyver at about 350 miles per hour.. power amplifiers would decrease mass via relativities interchange,
GuyverUnit3 , replacing it with the abundant remnants of energy, he was so known for.. at the point to situation, the point of landing that is, he would frolic in the notion to increase these subservient tides of weight.. his own mass increasing to give him a relative gesture of 350 pounds. the guyver would stand but inches from his hopeful victim, 46 to be exact. his right and left arms would be held in unison before his chest,
GuyverUnit3 slightly elevated with the forearms held directly before the torso.. the vibrational swords would be held as to point directly away from him, and in the direction of his adversary.. within this premise, he would fire the head beam directly at the gravitational control orb.. a transaction that would occur as though it mirrored light..
GuyverUnit3 .. but a moment before the intense photonic arrangement would diminish and allow the guyver to proceed with his forms of malice and misanthropy.. that still dormant aspect of a pressure cannon would rest within his left palm, as he would step forward, dipping in with his left shoulder, as his right pulled back as though to stabilize.. his right reverse facing vibrationaal swords would be th first to react..
GuyverUnit3 .. pressing the forearm in a directly vertical arrangement, he would elevate it in direct proximity to Enmity, hoping to slice from the point of his lower groin, to the exit point at the inner most point of the shoulder, as though enacting his vengeful woes upon the collar bone on Enmity's left side.. the right would follow along side, using both right, reverse facing, vibration swords,
GuyverUnit3 in a diagonal manner, posing them as though to slide from the point of the lower torso , then curve outwards chipping through Enmity's right shoulder.. a right leg would extend, within this same intercourse of inaction, slipping inwards as to coil and couple about Enmity's left leg, and hold him taught.. another flare of the head beam would commence at this point, with pin point accuracy and at the same speed, firing for the head beam of this other unit,
GuyverUnit3 as though to cull the possibility of its furious rage.. what a simple premise.. too bad a pressure cannon had still laid in wait, and as that left hand had volleyed forward in hopes of dooming this guyver's right quadrants, the pressure cannon would be released at point blank range, hoping to eviscerate the guyver, as well as completely destroy Enmity's control medallion.. the orb would speed at a pace of twice the speed of sound, at a relative altitude..

guyver_enmity Simply dies