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Post by Deleted on May 15, 2015 10:47:06 GMT
Bigby sat in his mountain home. It was a small cabin halfway up Mt. Frappe. He had had guests here prior and his home was not even on blue banner records. He wanted to act trustworthy, because he had no intention of loosing this battle of wits. Or well, screw the battle of wits. He was fighting for so much more beyond himself that he had no qualms about loosing the house he hadn't even paid off yet. He sat on a chair reading a book, Frankenstein was his favorite. So relocatable to a machine. If someone were to knock he would politely say: "Oh come in, the door is open."
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Post by Vi-Poi on May 16, 2015 19:40:40 GMT
(Thread PL: 3,075,392)
Vi-Poi had visited High Ice before finding the small cottage where his quarry waited. High Ice was still in the final phases of construction, a hardened base in the belly of the mountain, stretching deep into the roots of the earth with concrete silos and vast hangars and would represent the Blue Banner Army’s lockdown capabilities during large-scale crises on Earth. In the event of an attack, the glacial cap could be destroyed, causing massive flooding and landslides along massive concrete slipstreams that would tactically funnel the flood towards chokepoints. The base was to contain the second largest air force outside of the Zero-Zero Shipyards, as well as the bulk of Blue Banner’s littoral space fleet.
The android had a strange sensation of anger as he approached the picturesque cottage from the air. Why should a fellow android act so selfishly and foolishly to sabotage their very own organization? It was clear that Bigby 101 was quite probably never a true part of the outfit, but a saboteur from the very beginning. Still, such a crass and low stratagem was bound to explode. Was there no regard for subtlety? Did the android in question not care? Was he suicidal?
Vi-Poi landed at the door and pushed it open with a pulse of forward-sweeping ki, his great well of power hitched ever so-slightly forward, enough to make the kiai knock one hinge loose rather than simply bang open the portal. If the invitation to his residence was a show of faith, it did little to earn Vi-Poi’s trust. An android was just at home at the bottom of the Sea, or the cold fringes of space. There was no need for human trappings.
“Consider this your confessional.” Vi-Poi said without a formal greeting as he strode into the small cabin. A rolled up comic book was in one fist, the same produced by Komoto, and he had the Majin clown on a direct line should he need the two to interface. He was confident that the matter was already settled, though. He tossed the comic to Bigby. “What was your endgame? Accumulation of wealth? Making it big? The desire for ego gratification I would hope is stamped out by your logic circuits, but I see that some of my synthetic kin may still think small.” His bright blue eyes seemed to shine in the shadowy half-light as he generated a small spark of ki atop a raised index finger. “Or was it ideological? The place where you come from is a weapons conglomerate. You would have been a cog in their bloody machine. You’re smarter than that, though. Did you resent your gods? Did you want out?”
White crosshairs intersected in Vi-Poi’s irises, bright circles forming around Bigby.
(Lock-On/3D Scan Mode [SU3] activated. Vi-Poi is generally more accurate, and has extensive target data)
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“It is the function of a weapon to resent life. Did you resent your forgers?” He asked, the spark of ki on his fingertip brightening with an intense pulse, throwing writhing blue shadows throughout the cabin’s interior.
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Post by Deleted on May 16, 2015 20:20:16 GMT
Bigby calmly put the book away as the Android stormed into his small household blasting the door off of one of it's hinges. The entrance to the house in particular was filled with automated and mechanical tools along with some half finished parts for Bigby. Including a few new weapons, a spare arm which was just about done, and a slightly highly dangerous half activated version of his reactor on a small pedestal on a work table with a sticky note on it that said. "Powering house, don't touch me."
Bigby stood up on the other end of the room, which was built to be more human for any guests of his that might swing by. It was very clean and had two book cases which shook as Vi-Poi entered the room. "Could you stop doing that? These books are in my will to go to some orphans in North capital. You know, if for some reason I could not live in this house by the end of the day. I got your message last night, what is all of this coming from? Those guys who created me? Yes, I did resent them for what they were making me to do. I did not want out, I wanted out for every person who was created to only serve. So I like to think that after I made my escape I learned from people greater than me until a friend, one of the few people I can actually trust, one of the only people that I used to know told me about an army. So I joined that army, got rapidly promoted faster than I could have expected and now I am here. Sipping tea awaiting for the trial which is almost certainly going to send this body I am in to the scrap heap. Imagine my surprise, when last night I was having a rousing game of 101 man poker when all of a sudden I got a list of rather incredible if I do say so myself. Mostly because in my admittedly short time mung the highest ranks of my army I have been Scott free. So tell me sister, what do you have clutched in your hand right there that would lead you to believe I am guilty of these crimes? Unless if it is a map to this mountain in which case I have made quite the miscalculation!"
Bigby had just lied through his teeth, but he had to do so. He could still defend himself, getting killed would be a rather nasty setback in his efforts to get his people the rights they were so desperately in need of. He showed no trace of this on his face however, one of the perks of being mechanical.
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Post by Vi-Poi on May 19, 2015 2:36:14 GMT
“Sister? I’m a boy.” Vi-Poi said with a scoff. “A synthetic representation of a boy, anyway.” He took no offense to the misidentification, however – Vi-Poi was completely neutral on the idea of gender. Sex and sexuality barely registered on his curiosity, in the same way a human might be greatly repulsed and yet mildly curious after witnessing a slug hatch. Bigby’s failure to discern his gender correctly was somewhat troubling. Androids should be analytic machines. “And before you say it, I’m not your brother, either.” He let the spark of ki dwindle and puff away with a twisting eddy of smoke. “The magazine is right in front of you. Read it.” Vi-Poi said in response to his question. “This is your interrogation, not mine." He said, his pale face twisting in distaste. He’d never known a synthetic brain could harbor such arrogant nonchalance, but he supposed this one must have retained an unhealthy amount of the human element. “I care not for the excuse-laden drudgery you armor yourself in. Tell me what happened, and tell it true. You will not be getting back into the Squad in either case – your behavior is not one that is conducive to ideas like discipline and containing a general wherewithal.” In truth, Vi-Poi was rather irritated by Bigby’s presumptuous airs. He could destroy his life in an instant, should he wish to.
Vi-Poi waved a hand, and a ki projection of an up-link popped up, showing the record of his meeting with @komoto. At the same time, he dialed the Majin creature, wishing to establish a direct projection that could lend rival testimony to any defense that Bigby might offer. “This will be very quick, I surmise. Afterwards, I may or may not decide to kill you.” He said, dialing up the pressure. He wanted the android to speak the truth, and sometimes fear was the best motivator. “That part is more up to you.” He said softly, a small smile growing on his pale face.
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Post by Deleted on May 19, 2015 3:45:15 GMT
(Heavy Weights On) Komoto was in one of the many lakes on New Namek, enjoying himself butt naked (well, while naked his clothes and items were absorbed within his body) in the water, relaxing over the body of a giant dead crab he had killed and using it as a floatation device. Next to Komoto, spawned by his Divine Flan God Creation, was a radio playing barbie girl, a plate of flan, a twelve pack of classic Boa Coke, and a section of the crab on another plate perfectly cooked to perfection. Then, all of a sudden, Komoto's.... Special area.... Started vibrating and singing Hollaback Girl, causing Komoto to push the radio into the lake as he stuck his hand with incredible penetrating force into his own body, and pulling out a cell phone as his body instantly regenerated itself. Komoto looked at the phone, and noticed it was the sexy android known as Vi-poi. Komoto, hoping it was a booty call of all things, didn't bother putting on his pants again, and answered the phone, allowing both Vi-poi and Bigby to see his naked Majin body. "Well hello Mister Vi-poi I was just... Oh... I see this isn't what I thought it was.... Well then...", Komoto said as he realized his error, and allowed the pants he was hiding in his body to surface once more, but still remaining shirtless. " Well then... This is awkward... How can I help you mister Vi-poi", Komoto said in the most business like tone he could muster after the embarrassing blunder he made.
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Post by Deleted on May 19, 2015 11:09:12 GMT
Bigby took the magazine. "I trust you know as well as I do that regardless of the guilt I am worthy or unworthy of killing me of all people is an effort in futility and pointlessness." Well if she was not going to be civil and polite to him then he was going to return the favor somewhat. She was an android, his people hardly decided to kill someone because they were a bit rude. He thumbed through all the pages, a blank look on his face. In reality he grew more and more pissed off with every page he read. Was god d*** Stan Lee hiding in the bushes and sketching his likeness!? He wanted to tear the book in twain and hunt down the Majin like the dog that he was, like he should have done immediately! He did not let a drop of this shed on his fave however.
He then looked up to hand it back and was about to sa something witty when he noticed Vi was calling someone. He wondered briefly who it was before he realized he could only be one man. The same man with the lack of morals, honor, and fear it would take to stab him in the back. He awaited for the call to come through, one hundred voices in his head were quiet, scared, and terrified of what they would see in that monitor. He tried to calm them, while he looked at the screen with a blank and businesslike glare. What horror, what unimaginable evi- "Aaaaaand, I can see his junk." Uhg, Majin junk. It was swirled like an ice cream cone and seemed to take up half the screen in his eyes. THe most annoying sound he had ever heard in his life played in the background. Hmm, speaking of the background he caught what image he could of the blue grass and green in the sky. He was on new Namek, at least Bigby knew that now.
"You can start by putting some pants on, or producing them from your body or whatever. I know you are aware of this Vi but I have filed my own report on these events that had my physical actions line up in just bout the same way as the comic had shown them to be evident. Only with the word by world dialog that I am sure will be used in the coming trial presented as a perfect audio transcript.... So far this witness, or gods be damned prosecutor is not doing much to confirm my guilt, and this will affect my jurors in court, as you know to well. Unless if you have any objections I am going to allow you to speak with this enemy to earth about my conviction while I excuse myself to the kitchen to make myself a sandwich and boil my eyes." Bigby stood up and left, the only thing capable of stopping him would be the greatest threats of blasting him to bits and making this entire house go up like a nuclear bomb. Otherwise he made a tuna sandwich with almond butter after he put on some water on the stove to boil with three whole lemons in it.
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Post by Vi-Poi on May 23, 2015 17:36:30 GMT
“When Komoto arrived in the view screen sans clothing Vi-Poi sighed and gestured to Bigby. “I’m delivering evidence against Bigby 101. I thought you’d like to be here to dispute any counterargument coming from him.”
At Bigby’s words Vi-Poi’s eyebrows shot up. “Jury? This will not be a trial. This is a flying court martial, and I’m the sole adjudicator. You don’t seem to be handling this matter with the urgency it deserves, so perhaps I should go ahead and pass my ruling.“
The blue-haired android crinkled up his nose at Bigby’s preparation of a tuna sandwich. “You are an android, running on the infinite resources of the cycling electron, and you still consume animal product?” He shook his head slowly. This military creation was still more man than machine.
“I’ve made my decision. I find you guilty on all charges.” He stepped forward slowly, his blue eyes gleaming with energy before igniting Bigby’s stove with a bright wave of ki, exploding the entire cooking range, including his boiling lemons. “Given your protesting innocence and our android kinship, your sentence is commuted to exile pending death. Leave Earth. Go far across the stars. Run and hide. You are no longer welcome in my atmosphere. Should I in three days’ time still find you on Earth, I’ll personally dismantle you, piece by piece, byte by byte. It will be… unpleasant, for you.”
He twisted his mouth distastefully at Komoto. “Clowning around in Namek? It seems your testimony won’t be required.” His eyes shifted back towards Bigby. “If you never return to Earth, I won’t ever find a reason to kill you. If you stay, then I will know you are my enemy.” With that, he shot up into the air, exploding through the cottage roof before sailing off into the fluffy white clouds shot amidst the deep blue sky…
(Thread Exit, PL requested )
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Post by Deleted on May 23, 2015 18:30:50 GMT
The Majin merely watched as the two androids started making smart remarks at each, but were still rather boring to the him. He almost yawned on the phone call but knew better to do something so insulting to the man... Cyborg... Android thing that he found unbelievably sexy. " Well Mister Vi Poi, if I'm not needed then so be it, but I wanted to tell you something before I forget. I want the immunity you gave to red eclipse and me in leaving earth to be changed only to me. I couldn't care about the rest of the red eclipse who ally themselves with monkeys like the lady of death, Zucceta", Komoto said into the phone, not caring about whether or not the words he spoke would have consequences to anyone if not everyone. Komoto then heard the punishment he gave the android Bigby and couldn't help but giggle at the irony, noting another Earth person would essentially leave earth to Namek for some excitement. True, it wouldn't have to be Namek considering the amount of planets in the universe, but Namek has been a hot spot as of late so it wouldn't surprise the Majin. With that, the Majin simply hung up the phone, jammed the phone back into his flesh, and continued enjoying his ride on the cooked crab with a snap of his fingers, activating Divine Flan God Creation, and creating a new radio that was singing War, in honor of the inevitable war that the Majin knew was sure to come. Maybe Komoto might fight for earth for the giggles, considering the sides. (Thread Exit. Heavy Weight Bonus. Bonus Pl please)
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Post by Deleted on May 23, 2015 19:52:18 GMT
"Alright then... I will be out of your hair...." Said Bigby as what was going to be his final meal turned to ash in his hands. He walked out of the kitchen, patted some ash off of his shirt and sat down in a big comfy chair. Yep, it would be pretty good to die right about now....
Thread end. Pl please, I am wearing my heavy weights.
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Post by Hyoza on May 25, 2015 10:35:26 GMT
@momrocks: 1918 PL @komoto: 802 PL Vi-Poi: 1217 PL Adding!
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