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Post by Contagion on May 8, 2017 6:39:33 GMT
Not too far away from the happy tourists lounging about on the sandy beaches of the southern capitol: an ivory pool of viscous liquid bubbled and popped as it slithered beneath the shore. Bits of the liquid would break away from the main pool and spread out almost like tiny hands as it sifted through the top layer of the sand and dug it's way ahead. Once it was far enough away from sight however, the blob would break through the sand with a series of thin strands shooting upward before curling and weaving into shape. Eventually, a clawed hand would stitch itself together before slamming it's open palm down. More threads wove together and criss crossed till eventually a pair of eyes as dark as the void would rip open from and look up to the sea. The creature would push itself up to a stand as it's gnarled form continued to take shape into something recognizable. "S-ssuuunnnn...S-Sallltttt....S-ssaaannnnndddd" A raspy voice echoed out as the ivory abomination cupped a handful of sand only to let it fall through it's fingers. "There is little doubt....Thiiiiissss iiiiisssss Eaaaarrrrttth!" The amalgam shrieked as it stood. The sounds of his synth-bones shifting and snapping into place echoed around the being as it's body fully formed. Contagion had returned to Earth. A shaky exhale escaped one of his many maws as he hunched his upper body forward and let his malformed hands dangle to his sides. The ivory amalgam looked about, his numerous eyes scanning the shoreline for something. His fists roled into balls as he clenched them in mounting frustration. "...Whhheeerrreee issss my poooood" He could recall detaching from the remnants of the Warship in his personal sometime after entering Earth's solar system to distance himself from Zyajin should the fellow bio android try to strike him down when he lost his one advantage. "Mmmm perhaps it landed in the outskirts of the ciiiitttyyy...." Contagion looked onward toward the tourists and a sinister HUNGER began to overtake him... Perhaps he could stop and get a little snack.
Thread Power Level: 31,319
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Post by Rebecca E. Dewitt on May 20, 2017 0:44:52 GMT
Vivian ~ [Thread PL: 80,161] [HEAVY WEIGHTS + RENEGADE REACTOR] [Current PL: 120,241] Carmine ~ [Thread PL: 5,000]
It was one of those days. Panzer had to stay in school as there were Finals to be done, and he needed as much time in order to pass his classes to thoroughly enjoy his summer. Hell, he had been struggling throughout the entire semester because of Vivian's meddling, but he was able to stay afloat. But with the pink haired doofus being out of commission, that left the android to have the entire day all to herself. And what better way to do that than to explore one of the major cities. Ever since she returned from Konats, she hadn't been able to properly explore the rest of the cities. Which was a boring endeavor as all she got was weird looks while eavesdropping on conversations. One such conversation was about an odd thing that was near the beach, which had a silver appearance and an alien slime-like look. Recalling her own memories, the android knew for sure that there was huge galaxy out there, yet only one person could fill out that appearance. One... Thing, a certain leader of a group of mechanical people who looked over Konats like secret guardians and shit. Contagion. Heeding this little bit of information, she made her way to the particular area that was spoken of, knowing full well of the how suspicious it would seem if she talked up the creepy chancellor out of the blue. Good thing she had something in cases like these. Approaching the area that Contagion was in, it was evident that she found the right person, as the strength seemed to be in the correct range that she remembered the slimy leader was in. And then the promised moment came along as she spied him, nostalgia running throughout her circuits as he hadn't changed in the slightest. Smirking as she wanted to say hello to him, she took a seat at a nearby bench as her hat started to shake a little bit. Tilting upward, a red being flew out from under the cap towards the Chancellor, hovering beside him with a smile on its beak as a familiar voice rang true. "Long time, hasn't it Contagers?"
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Post by Contagion on May 24, 2017 1:54:28 GMT
Contagion opened up his palm as he let the bird flutter into his hand. A sense of bitter nostalgia enveloped him as he briefly recalled a rather annoying training session involving the robot. Still, he seemed to treat the small device with a delicate hand, almost as if he were aware just how easily he could crush it. His long claws traced over the frame for a moment as the ivory amalgam collected his thoughts. A rumbling exhale escaped his many maws as he looked up into the direction Rebecca had been 'casually' watching by. His many eyes contracted then dilated as he let his telepathic voice pulse out before whispering to the android's mind.
"I'm glad you sought me out, Rebecca." His voice hissed like a devil's whisper as he rolled his arms and popped his shoulders. "I came to Earth, specifically to find you." Despite his usual condescending tone there was something undeniably genuine in the beast's words. A sort of fondness that he restricted only for Rebecca. It felt odd, even to him that he had grown to care for the girl but, she had proven to be more than useful.
"S.C.A.R is no more. Breech is dead, Noxa is gone, and Zyajin is a damn fool. I've absolved it." He crossed his arms behind his back as he looked away and toward the beach. "I would hope to continue our...'friendship' as it were despite that. I'd like you to join me, solo." He closed his eyes, as he thought back to every interaction in their little cavalcade of misfits. It was then that he realized, there had been a reoccurring theme.
"...If you stay by my side, I promise I will give you the opportunity to exact your revenge on Zyajin. I do know how often you two squabbled. If you stick with me, I swear: there will be no question on who is the better of you." He hissed, his voice seeming almost wistful, as if he were imagining R.E.D tearing the Biological Fighter's spine out from his tail. He knew full well that Zyajin was probably hunting him, if Rebecca stuck by him there was little doubt he'd come.
"...I've toyed with joining the Namekians... I am unsure as of yet...My visions are murky on the matter, but if I did...I'd want you fighting alongside me."
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Post by Rebecca E. Dewitt on May 25, 2017 0:36:43 GMT
Though it was quite literally jarring to hear him continue to talk down towards her, Vivian, or rather Rebecca, couldn't help but smirk as she listened to him speak in such an odd way. It was rare for him to actually seek out others in such a nice way, using vocabulary that was only reserved for her. Though, she had to wonder why that was, as Carmine made its home on Contagion's own claw. From underneath the tree that the bench sat in front of, lay the blue dressed Rebecca, with arms that were obviously not her original. In fact, from where the Slimey Chancellor stood, this Rebecca was only similar in the orange hair atop her head, hidden underneath a blue top hat.
"Really didn't think you thought that highly of me, heheh," The little bird chided, along with a sharp smirk from Rebecca on the bench. The bird wiped the tip of its beak with complete pride and happiness with the actual words of being wanted. Though, it seemed the reason as to why he felt obligated to say these words made itself known in his next couple of statements. SCAR was gone... Everything started sink into her, as she just realized that in her absence, everything went to hell. Though she didn't know who this Noxa was, it seemed that even Breech lost his life. But the odd way that he worded it, it was evident that
"J... Jeez, I am so sorry," the words slithered out of the voice box of the birdbot, "I left because I was stagnating in my strength... I wasn't doing anything, and I was going stir crazy, so I came to Earth of my own accord without letting you guys know. Winded up getting my own body blown to smithereens, and my face as a wanted notoriety of Earth. Found this kid who built me a new body, nice guy I think you'll like him."
At this point, Rebecca was actually feeling sorry for something she had done. She had done some really messed up things throughout the year she had been active, but this was the first time she felt like she did something irreparable. So she was intent on listening to the rest of what Contagion had said, and it was quite a doozy of a request that he was wanting out of her. He wanted her to come with him, as he had been thinking about joining with the Namekians. The only notable Namekian she could think of that the chancellor could have possibly wanted to deal with was that Warlord known as Xylo. The bird remained silent for a bit, as Vivian had to weigh her options.
She had been accustomed to living on Earth. Sure it wasn't as fun or lively, but she was actually relaxing for a good bit. She could beat the ever living tar out of criminals and get paid to do so, she was making a good buddy who actually was worth their salt in their mechanics skill WHILE being okay with the dark side of her, and she didn't have to stave off loneliness and boredom on a near constant schedule. But therein lies the problem, as a lot of those people didn't exactly let her have fun. This planet was full of white knights, waiting at the ready in order to pounce on anyone who wants to have their own bit of violent fun. As there was only one face in her mind that she wanted to smear against the ground more than anything else, more so than Zyajin. Pieter Wolfbane, that fuckin' dumbass who murdered her in the first place, and popped up just about EVERYWHERE she was, as if he has some sort of radar that tells him about any inkling of chances where violence and murder would happened.
"Now, I've been living a good life Contagers, as I had to lay low," she began, keeping her tone actually normal and respectable, as she was trying to be serious. It wasn't comfortable being serious, but she had to get her message straight. "I've been workin' for the Blue Banner Army over here, and got stronger by crushing criminals that I could get my hands on. I've made friends with a robot loving dweeb who has gills and the like. I've even got a new body and a new name, abandoning who I originally was. It'll be hard to ditch all of that for a little bit of fun..."
A grin widened on her face, along with Carmine's, as she continued, "Though, it has been BORING AS ALL HELL! I'll come with ya and see the situation for myself. I'll definitely do something related to Zyajin's head being mounted on a wall or some bull -ish, but I heard words of this Namekian I assume yous talkin' bout. Cause it's you Contagers, I'll at least give it a chance."
She had to keep her windows open, as it really was going to be hard to abandon this new life that she was going for. But at the same time, she needed something to destroy this bland normalcy. Contagion was definitely one not to disappoint on that front.
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Post by Contagion on May 25, 2017 1:14:31 GMT
"I knew I could count on you Rebecca" Contagion hissed as he scratched the underside of the robotic bird's beak as if it were a living thing. The way it seemed to subtly move was carefully crafted in a way that made it hard to discern it from a puppet. It truly was impressive, one of Rebecca's painfully under utilized skills. Contagion closed his eyes as he let out a shaky shudder as he reflected on the previous failures. "...Konats was a wash, clearly. We were ill equipped to defend against even the most dull of simpletons." He spat, seeming more than a little furious over the apparent fall from graced he had suffered. "We were unprepared and cocky. A grouuup of mercenaries accompanied by SSE Support was enough to undo all of our hard work. Needless to say, I wish to see those monkeys go extinct." He snarled, his chest mandibles gnashing against each other as he clenched his free hand into a fist. "Thhhooouuughhh before you give up everything over my grudge I muussst admit. Your alleged ties with the BBA are most...Intriguing." He suddenly cooed, seeming rather inspired by the work RED had done to adapt to a new life. The connections she had forged could certainly be exploited in the future. Assuming she didn't burn bridges to fight alongside him in a deadly crusade. "I feeeel that the life you have made could prove to be...Useful in the future. If you are to join me, you cannot give up this...Most valuable resource." He mused, before he stood up straight. His bladed tendrils ripped out of his back to get ready for a hunt as he eyed a group of 'edgy' teenagers that came up to his side of the beach to get away from their parents. He outstretched his arms, lowering them to his sides as his tendril unfurled with dangerous intent. "Though, I don't know about you...But I think it's time for a little controversy. After alllll... This universe just feels so EMPTY without me!" With that, his tendril would pierce the force boy's sternum before he could even muster a scream.
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Post by Rebecca E. Dewitt on May 25, 2017 3:49:05 GMT
Carmine, for all intents and purposes, responded rather nicely to the pettings of such an abomination known as Contagion, smirking happily to find a like minded person in this rather dull world. Nodding along with an invisible beat as she found a rhythm to bob that head along to, for the first time in a long while. Nodding along as to how Konats was a fruitless effort, knowing full well at how much of insects they were on that planet, playing the roles of leaders for a short while. Hell, she recognized it and got off before all of this went downhill for the Robo-Revolution group. And it didn't help that Contagion was feeding into some of the hardwired programming into her AI which held some racism towards those tailed bastards. And it seemed that Contagion was rather impressed with how much she had done in such a short time, what with her actually becoming one of the integral parts of the Blue Banner Army. Even going so far as to warn her to not burn her bridges, as she knew all to well not to do so. "Pssssh, you kidding? These ties were hard to make especially after I tried to genocide a village for a small reason. Retrospect, not the best idea, as I wound up needing a new body. But it gave me a perfectly fresh start, hence why I'm here."Carmine chided a little, so much so as to pat the tendril which adored it so. Though, it took her too much time to realize what Contagion was doing, as she watched the power output of a young teen drop from it's measly two to a zero in an instant. Contagion was as ferocious and savage as ever, as he started gloating about him the galaxy being empty. Snickering a little as it sounded like some cheesy song lyrics, Vivian through Carmine decided to add on, "And I'm nothing but a rebellious hellion, trapped in a prison of normalcy. Then you came along in my life again, on a mission to bring the RED Bitch back into your insanity."Looking at the corpse of a boy slump onto the ground, the normal body of Vivian pretended to slump her head forward, acting as if she was asleep. Carmine, on the other hand, stamped her feet onto the body of Contagion, as there was some legitimate frustration brewing within her circuitry with Contagion's wanton murderous action. "Contager, I was able to contain myself mostly in the public, and the first thing you do is murder a random kiddo? Show some restraint my boy, I know I have, and I know I want to unleash some unbridled fury," Punching her wing into Contagion's body, she added on, "You better clean up your mess, as I AM part of the BBA after all. I'll overlook it if there's no evidence, since I can't arrest you for a crime I don't know you committed. And an idea, a compromise if you will. Bring Carmine with you, so I can be a part of the conversation with this Namekian friend of yours, and I can still stay on Earth to not rouse suspicion, since some are already wary of me for stupid reasons."
Contagion
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Post by Contagion on Jul 11, 2017 5:45:04 GMT
"Oh relax would you?" Contagion's telepathic hiss rung out in her mind as the blood began to seep into his ivory flesh leaving not even a droplet misplaced. "You should know by now. I don't waste a meal. Not a single drop." A sadistic glint flickered in his eye as he drew the lifeless corpse into his form. With a sickening series of tearing flesh and crunching bone there would be absolutely nothing left of the teen. In seconds, he was completely devoured.
His friends however, remained, staring in sheer terror as a monster greedily devoured a living being before their eyes. Before they could run however, Contagion's tendrils would lash at them. Grabbing one by the throat while the other was dragged through the sand by his ankle. The one being strangled could barely breath let alone scream or fight the hungry predator. The one being dragged was lifted up before he could muster a peep.
"Besides, it's not like they'll blame you for a few...Runaways." He snickered darkly as he ripped his claws through the back of the unlucky boy he had ensnared. "Mmm~ Still tender and fresh. It has been a long while since I've had a fresh meal you know. Keeping appearances was so tiresome on Konats. There's something appealing about the primal surge of power one feels as they rend the flesh of the young. It's almost like you're cheating nature." He chuckled, drawing the now dead boy into his salivating maw. With a sudden crunch he too would be swallowed down leaving no trace.
"Now, about your plan..." He mused, tightening his final tendril leading to a fatal snap. "Thinking on it with a full stomach: it might be more beneficial if we keep our ties hush hush. You're the ace up my sleeve after all! I'd prefer to keep you in my pocket in case something goes wrong." He chortled, lazily bringing the final morsel to him only to deposit it with the others. "I do realize that I am contradicting my earlier request but... I had a revelation that there may be a chance Xylo is not as welcoming of me than I hope, if that is the case then...Well...I might need your back up."
He grumbled, his future vision giving him a splintered view of the possible futures ahead of them. "...This damn foresight is so indecisive at times."
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