Post by Shivera Chelle on Jan 13, 2014 5:04:36 GMT
She lay in bed curled in a ball for a few moments with the curtains hiding the light and the ceiling fan on high. She preferred to sleep with it on, though she was very much awake. It was just she was so relaxed now knowing that the king and his bitch wife were in bed down the hall, never to wake again.
*CRASH!*(door) "CommanderChelleComeQuickTheKingHasBeenAssassinatedWeHaveNoIdea--!"
She sprang up and fired a beam, launching what was apparently a guard out the door and into the hall. Another poked his head in. She simply sat there with one arm outstretched.
". . . Ten more minuets."
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Twenty-Five Minuets Later:
Shivera Chelle was rubbing her eyes, wearing her usual armor; a female shaped WTO chestplate with the shoulders armored with a long red cape coming from them, forearm guards, a peace of armor covering her hips, and knee high heeled armor boots. She was still short looking in her first form, even for a taller Acrosian. The heels almost brought her to a normal woman's height.
Two horns curved around back of her head, sort of like a set of pigtails. Behind her back she knew the guards called it "cute", witch really annoyed her. She was already angry that she was pretty much on cleanup duty. Approaching the royal bedroom, she walked past a group of guards.
"Horrible. Just horrible. Who could have done this? Such a mess..." a guard said, mourning the loss of his former rulers.
She crossed her arms. "Why aren't they out of here?"
The guard looked at her. "Do we... dare touch their bodies? At least we should find two of the finest caskets we can..."
"Two body bags. Now. Make it the cheep ones, i'm not yet sure how Overlord Chillz will be with money. Actually, just take them out back and burn them somewhere." She just waved her hand as if she was disregarding something.
The guards looked horrified. "B-but if Lord Chillz finds out-"
She looked over at him. "Simply tell him I ordered it! Burn those damn bodies now! Get this damn room cleaned up within the next hour as well. That is all." She yelled at them before turning around with a flutter of her cape.
If the new Overlord didn't approve, she was simply going to say the rankings were assumed to have been destabilized and blame those men directly. They would be killed... possibly by her! She smiled at the thought. The look on their faces saying "we just don't understand, why!?"
A guard popped out of nowhere in front of her. "CommanderChelleComeQuickWeHaveAGroupOfRebelsCausingTrouble-"
"SLOW THE FUCK DOWN! God dammit people, take a breath and use spaces in your words! Seriously, come on."
The man flinched back when she roared at him. He inhaled and let it out. "Ok, mam. We have a group of rebels-"
"Just say where. That's... really all that is relevant to me at this time." She said, going back to her more formal self. She tried to keep her composure, but the recent string of nonsense wasn't helping.
"- uuum... They are around Slate Mountain, I believe?" He told her.
Slate mountain. She hated that name... but not quite as much as she had hated the post-rulers of the planet. "Well thank you... Guard seven eighty-nine. Back to your post."
She walked off to find an exit so she could deal with these troublemakers. The guard just stood there looking at the number on his armor. "Man, what a crap job. I don't even get a damn nametag? How hard is Kelonchavitch to pronounce anyway?"
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The group of troublemakers had torn down a statue of the old king and started a riot. They believed the fall of the rulers was a time for a revolution. "We shall rise in power and establish a long-running rule of peace and stability for all of our planet! We shall create a Democracy and establish free healthcare and financial aid for all those in need!"
There was a loud cheer until the black and white acrosian slammed down with the red cloak around her. She stood, throwing it off from around her, putting a hand on one hip. "Well, that does sound wonderful, but you see... that would be making less money for our new Overlord, Chillz. You worms must toil in the factories to keep our military hardware strong, our ships maintained, and... so on."
The man took a step forward and raised a fist. "But we aren't happy! We are forced into doing your dirty work for little in return! Well NO MORE! VIVA LA REVOLUTIO-"
A beam struck the man at almost point blank, causing his chest to explode. Chelle stood with a finger pointed out, the other hand still on her hip. "Dictatorship for life, bitch."
She whipped around and continued to make examples out of anyone she felt like. It didn't matter if the people were armed or not, man, woman, Acrosian or one of the many others. She blasted about seven more people before she turned to the building the man had been speaking in front of.
The woman took to the air, charging up her energy. Her legs lengthened, her arms followed suit. Her horns grew freakishly longer, curving back then way down to almost half way of her thighs. Her abdomen stretched out and her breasts inflated as she entered her second form fully. She now looked less like a 90 pound petite for sure.
She pointed two fingers out in front of her and a small ball of energy charged up. More and more energy concentrated into the small ball as bystanders watched, the wind picking up from her energy swirling.
She smiled. "Spiral Death Cannon!" A loud, bright blast of energy with a coil around it slammed into the building, drilling through. Then there was a ground shattering explosion of dust and debris, and a shockwave to send all of that along with the people flying.
She floated over top with her feet together and her hands balled into fists up at her sides. She threw her head back and let out a triumphant laugh. It echoed through the nearby town as everyone was reminded why they are to fear the Acrosian Overlord and the WTO. From that day, many would have the image of a black and white Acrosian floating over a sea of fire burned into their minds.
Fear. Destruction. Usually discipline, sometimes a little organized chaos. These are a few of the things that made up Commander Shivera Chelle.