Sunup the next day I pull out a small, tiny cube that unfolded and formed my new favourite weapon. The chainsaw sword that I snatched up and placed on my right hip, I made sure it was secure before heading out to join the small group of cybers. They are all that remains of a pocket of resistance, a few tanks and a few overhead heavy duty guns. Not much of a resistance but these fuckers must have put up a hell of a fight, they were still here despite their numbers dwindling.
"Right then the tortoises are the tanks of their army, take them out first then the rest is easy. Lizards are kamikaze idiots while the snake like ones are the swords people. You deal with what you can, our tanks and guns will take out the big shits". Zaphod told me calmly while all around us gear up, cyber parts of various things clicking and locking in to place. I was impressed by their fighting spirit. "What does that blade of yours do"?
I grin, "It makes giblets".
So we waited for the monsters to arrive a dust cloud on the horizon, in its midst they were there stampeding to us in a blood frenzy. Those things wanted to end our existance for good, but we cybers don't die so easily we live through technology. Flicking out another small cube my moterbike was formed out of it, unsheating my sword I lept on to my bike revved the engine and drove in to battle. I suppose if you know about final Fantasy Seven then you can imagine, that I felt a lot like Cloud Strife right now. Standing on my bike I readied my blade leaping in to the air at the first tanking reptile, however I hadn't expected it to be so damn fast. It knocked me out of the air and using my claws in the ground, I skidded up dirt behind me as I tried to stop my backwards motion. Next time I tried that I used its arm to springboard off, landing on its shoulder and slashing my sword across its throat. It bled to death it fell with a loud, earthshattering crash, I jumped off landing on my own feet.
Splattered with blood I went on the offensive leaping on the dieing carcass, my blade cut and it sang the song of war and blood I killed five of their tanks. By that time I was in my own sort of frenzy I saw nothing but red, I ran in to the midst of those monsters me and my sword we sang together. They retreated away I was breathing heavy, exerted covered in blood....
Zaphod told me well done its time to rest.
My systems shut down.
Lulz of the day:
Picket McDonnell: JESUS CHRIST BANANAS!!
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Sunday, 24 May 2009
Saturday, 23 May 2009
Zaphod - Part One
My trips to the mainland had been twice now in the space of a week, the first time was mere exploration. The second time I ended up in some desolate city more run down than Toxia, the buildings were in ruins the stone artichecture crumbling. Place was deserted so I thought anyway, turns out it wasn't the case at all. I was dumpster diving for something to eat, unaware that someone had snuck up behind me. When the first voltage hit me it made my spinal injecters unload the nanites in to me, a second charge then a third til I was on my knees while my circurity overloaded. Whole thing fried to a cinder all the fucking wires, the world goes black the last thing I see is a masked face. Before I pass out completely I feel myself being carried, then I forgot everything else as I succumbed to the forced sleep.
I awoke to find myself chained to some table my legs, left wrist and hand had been removed, the chains attaching around the stumps that were left and around my right wrist. I actually have a metal cap with clasps on each leg stump, it makes it easier to attach the legs and keeps them in place. Briefly I struggled while lamenting the once again familar situation, a hand was pushed on to my chest right over the heart cavity.
"Steady now", gruff male voice hinted with a weary note. "Don't want ya hurting yourself". He left so I turned my head to see where he had gone, the male was board covered in scars a wound that was recent still healing slashed over his back. He had fually cybernectic legs and arms, an eye visor I recognised as something my own wife wore. Whoever he was he seemed old grey of hair, even his shorts or what was left of pants torn and tattered. Yet he moved with the fluidity of youth possibly spurred on by his own nanites, I saw my hand limp in his own then he began to work on it.
"What are you doing"? I asked.
"Fixing this ere circuitry, idiot melted it all together. We'll get it running again, don't ya worry now lass".
I sighed as he was more than likely going to put something fucked up in the subroutines of it, but at least the Hive protected us from that back at Toxia. Without here though..... "Hive won't let you mess up my head".
He grunted refusing to answer.
"Who are you though stranger"? This one was female I recognise her voice, I remember her its her fault I ended up like this freak of nature. I lifted my head and that confirmed it, Zaphod that red headed woman was leaning against a doorframe. Her mask as usual on her face possibly with that cocky grin of hers, I glared at her before letting my head back down. "Blueray, I'm the leader of the continuum. You left me in charge".
A sharp gasp, "Lads let her go she's safe, she aint working for them I know her". After I was sitting on the table edge rubbing at my left arm stump and my leg stumps dangling, she came up to me to look me over see if I wasn't damaged. "You changed a lot since I saw you last, they'll fix your shit up without messing it. How is everything, hows the Hive"?
"Fine and the Hive is fine too", I said back to her. Course she would be worried about the Hive she made it, its like her baby and it acts like one treating her like its mother. Now that I could see around the room it was less a room and more like a caved out dirt hole, a few work benches with parts on them the table I sat on and one barely working med tank. Wow what a fucking dump. It felt croweded with three people in here, I bet it was cramped if there was more in here. Sardines in a tin.... "Where am I"?
Zaphod moved to the guy who was working on my limbs, he started re-attaching them soon as he was done with them. I was grateful for them to be back, I flexed my left hand and kicked my legs. All in working order and better than before.
"You're in my birthplace well not this hovel but the ruins above, my people are here they needed me back". She seemed to twitch, "I lied when I said I lost my arm on the boat, it was actually chewed off by one of the monsters here".
I quirked an eyebrow at her, "That would explain why the Toxia monsters never scared you".
"Heh yeah. Milertary here were playing God, mixing human DNA with that of snakes, lizards and tortoises. They succedded but the creations mutated beyond their control, they escaped the lab they were born in decimating the army and the city's people. They tore down most of the city defence, whatever people they didn't manage to kill they left to die on the streets". She looks at me as if asking me to call her a liar, I refused to say anything so she continued, "Those of us who were already experimenting with technologly in humans became as you see us now, we used the same knowledge to help the dieing to live and they joined with us. We figured the monsters would just escape to the wild and not come back, we were wrong the snakes had far more intelligence than their fellow comrades. They began to breed to gain in numbers, then they attacked us and we been fighting them ever since".
Silence fell then I took a deep breath about to say something after all, when some kid dashes in and blurts that the monsters were on their way.
"Distance"? Zap asked barking her question.
"Be here by sun up tomorrow Ma'am", he was out of breath so it stuttered a bit.
"Well then Blueray, looks like you can help us out while you're here".
Great I thoguht just what I needed, a bloody god damn battle that isn't my own to fight in.
Lulz of the day:
Blueray Darkes: I think the cat just farted.
I awoke to find myself chained to some table my legs, left wrist and hand had been removed, the chains attaching around the stumps that were left and around my right wrist. I actually have a metal cap with clasps on each leg stump, it makes it easier to attach the legs and keeps them in place. Briefly I struggled while lamenting the once again familar situation, a hand was pushed on to my chest right over the heart cavity.
"Steady now", gruff male voice hinted with a weary note. "Don't want ya hurting yourself". He left so I turned my head to see where he had gone, the male was board covered in scars a wound that was recent still healing slashed over his back. He had fually cybernectic legs and arms, an eye visor I recognised as something my own wife wore. Whoever he was he seemed old grey of hair, even his shorts or what was left of pants torn and tattered. Yet he moved with the fluidity of youth possibly spurred on by his own nanites, I saw my hand limp in his own then he began to work on it.
"What are you doing"? I asked.
"Fixing this ere circuitry, idiot melted it all together. We'll get it running again, don't ya worry now lass".
I sighed as he was more than likely going to put something fucked up in the subroutines of it, but at least the Hive protected us from that back at Toxia. Without here though..... "Hive won't let you mess up my head".
He grunted refusing to answer.
"Who are you though stranger"? This one was female I recognise her voice, I remember her its her fault I ended up like this freak of nature. I lifted my head and that confirmed it, Zaphod that red headed woman was leaning against a doorframe. Her mask as usual on her face possibly with that cocky grin of hers, I glared at her before letting my head back down. "Blueray, I'm the leader of the continuum. You left me in charge".
A sharp gasp, "Lads let her go she's safe, she aint working for them I know her". After I was sitting on the table edge rubbing at my left arm stump and my leg stumps dangling, she came up to me to look me over see if I wasn't damaged. "You changed a lot since I saw you last, they'll fix your shit up without messing it. How is everything, hows the Hive"?
"Fine and the Hive is fine too", I said back to her. Course she would be worried about the Hive she made it, its like her baby and it acts like one treating her like its mother. Now that I could see around the room it was less a room and more like a caved out dirt hole, a few work benches with parts on them the table I sat on and one barely working med tank. Wow what a fucking dump. It felt croweded with three people in here, I bet it was cramped if there was more in here. Sardines in a tin.... "Where am I"?
Zaphod moved to the guy who was working on my limbs, he started re-attaching them soon as he was done with them. I was grateful for them to be back, I flexed my left hand and kicked my legs. All in working order and better than before.
"You're in my birthplace well not this hovel but the ruins above, my people are here they needed me back". She seemed to twitch, "I lied when I said I lost my arm on the boat, it was actually chewed off by one of the monsters here".
I quirked an eyebrow at her, "That would explain why the Toxia monsters never scared you".
"Heh yeah. Milertary here were playing God, mixing human DNA with that of snakes, lizards and tortoises. They succedded but the creations mutated beyond their control, they escaped the lab they were born in decimating the army and the city's people. They tore down most of the city defence, whatever people they didn't manage to kill they left to die on the streets". She looks at me as if asking me to call her a liar, I refused to say anything so she continued, "Those of us who were already experimenting with technologly in humans became as you see us now, we used the same knowledge to help the dieing to live and they joined with us. We figured the monsters would just escape to the wild and not come back, we were wrong the snakes had far more intelligence than their fellow comrades. They began to breed to gain in numbers, then they attacked us and we been fighting them ever since".
Silence fell then I took a deep breath about to say something after all, when some kid dashes in and blurts that the monsters were on their way.
"Distance"? Zap asked barking her question.
"Be here by sun up tomorrow Ma'am", he was out of breath so it stuttered a bit.
"Well then Blueray, looks like you can help us out while you're here".
Great I thoguht just what I needed, a bloody god damn battle that isn't my own to fight in.
Lulz of the day:
Blueray Darkes: I think the cat just farted.
Tuesday, 10 March 2009
Severed, so be it
Zaphod had asked Blueray over to the factory for some routine IQ tests, hook her up to a computer to monitor brain waves. The demoness in her curiousity of things she didn't know about, poked at the screen with a claw causing her to let off a small volt. That is how she blew up the T.A.R.D near the beach, accidental zappage. After all this is Toxia and the computer wasn't wrecked just boosted, when bought to full power to begin....
Power surges running from Blueray's brain to the machine she was connected to occured, the mini light show was amazing but led to a deadly outcome. Blueray's whole entire essence got downloaded, the body was empty and devoid of all that was the demoness. Trust the angel Denenthorn to pick this time to show up at the cyber base. Zaphod was distracted what with the detective blabbering on about things he found out, and Jewell connecting herself to the medbed and blowing her parts. The only thing she could say was, "Blueray is dead, I think I killed her". You can't really kill a demon, they have no vitals to start with. Denenthorn whirls on the Overseer, demanding that she has to be joking. When he checked the body he knew the aweful truth, she was gone from her shell that she loved so much. Zaphod turned her attention to helping her members, the unthinkable happens and the angel is left to his own devices.
What was Blueray had arisen from the med bed flipping elequantly on to the floor, it landed those lightening eyes staring blankly at the people around it. The voices rose several of them in unison, they wanted to be free of the abominiation they had been forced to make. Detective questions it asking if it Legion both it and Denenthorn denounce that name, while they watch it the Overseer woman sending Jewell on her way.
"We will be free".
Clawed hands reached for its chest no one moved to dumbstruck in confusion and horror, as it cut open its own even while its Belial blood would heal it; it kept going tearing the skin so the healing took time. Blood spewed on the floor splattering around its clawed feet, it was covered in its own blood the fluid pouring down its black skin. The horror felt and seen reverbrated around the medbay, Denenthorn pleads with the thing to stop destroying the shell. However it simply broke the bone caging that protects its heart cackling at the angel, with its own hand in its chest those clawed figners gripped the dead organ.
Denenthorn cried out, "NO"!
It tore the heart from its body causing another spout of blood to burst forth, the voices laughed as they fled back to Hell a lingering of flame while they mocked him.
The connection to the Shadows was severed and lost. Her shadow bought up all those vodka bottles she stored within it, the jar of Janvier's blood and the tome of Hitaroki. Her shadow spoke no more the gift that had been upon it gone, Denenthorn in his sorrow picked up the tome.
Zaphod lept in after that she ordered him to shove a piece of her in to the tank, she said the essence was still in the computer and they had one shot at getting her back. While those two set up the tank for cloning and wired the computer to it...
Blueray was nothing more than energy roaming through the database, exploring all the data and absorbing it like a sponge. All the things she didn't know because of how she grew up, she knew now from the wonders of the internet. She even spoke with the Hive, but it didn't like her being so close to it.
"Okay when I tell you hit download", Zaphod said. "NOW". The button hit Blueray's essence cleansed of all its demonic traits was dragged back to the new body, a human clone replica of how she used to be before the wolf bite before her deaths. There was a soul in that body, soon as she was living the two pulled her from the tank. Zaphod ran off to find spare parts of cybers, she came back carrying the box quick as she could. "Hurry hold her down, we don't have much time before the atmosphere kills her".
A new body one un-used to the poison and toxious air that premeats the city, it got in to her lungs her blood stream. She thrashed upon the metal floor in agony, screaming while she choked unable to breathe or even remember how. Such was her throes of agonising death she mangled up her legs beyond saving, the pain kept striking her she was used to pain this body however was not. Zaphod reached for a needle on her arm, drawing it forth she drew nanites from herself and injected them in to Blueray. This was to stabilise and to start repairing the damage to her internal organs, rummaging around in the box she found a respirater mask she put on her.
Denenthorn the angel who really shouldn't care held Blueray down, spoke in soothing tones telling her to calm down. Her mind was a mess and a jumble with the pain refused to orginise itself, there was no time for the usual meds before operating. Zaphod hacked at the mangled legs with a small saw, removing what was damaged and attaching new metal ones. Nanites did the rest re-building her eyes and organs, while everything settled the Overseer dressed the woman to hide her naked body. Both of them moved her to a bed to rest to recover, the medbay was a mess of blood and body pieces. Sighing Zaphod pottered around cleaning up the corpse and parts, without touching that Belial blood she incerated the flesh with a flame thrower. With nothing but ash of the old one, she was about to start mopping when a call came over.
On the mainland her old group was being attacked, they needed her back with no other option she was gone.
Blueray had the situation explained to her she broke down crying, Pickt was going to be mad but at least she was still alive in more ways than one. Over the next day she took charge of the cybers, the leaders were gone vanished and she believed she couldn't return to the Shadows.
Truth be told she was terrified of going back as she was now, and more than once that day she holed herself up in the factory. After cleaning the medbay of all the blood and bottles, she delivered the Janvier jar to Fishco then visited the church. As usual when things bad happened the Shadows gathered, she was silent and scared to see them. Fear was not new she was afraid of the dungeon and nothing else, now she just feared a lot of things. Turning from the place she began her work with the cybers, gathering information on the beast that attacked felines. Blueray knew who and what it was, but she would not betray that she knew such things. It was the last loyal thing she could do for the Shadows, before she would have to do what she must to defend her new position and group.
Blueray visited the Pit to be confronted by Dante, he was angry at her she knew that. He said the link could have been mended, she knew that it couldn't. What did she expect? To be welcomed back to her family as if nothing happened? She had no choice but to lead, and she couldn't go home. Kishi called her an abomination wanted to see her bleed, that was Kishi for you and Blueray admitted that perhaps the statment was true. There was no going back at all not with a soul, not with what she was and what she had to do. Shadows did not want her nor did they want to acknowledge her, in effect in that one night she had lost more than they ever knew.
So be it.
No longer did she serve the one she loved, and now the choice of going after the love she married was available. With a heavy heart yet determined one she would throw her loyality and duty in to her new "family".
Gone is her demon heritage of two fathers, gone is her magicks and gone are her bonds. A new life, a new chapter.
Once a Shadow...... always a Shadow.
Lulz of the day:
[18:41] DCS2 2.45.2: Stryker Galaxy OOC: sneaks a peek at the size of bri's pole and feels ashamed
[18:41] DCS2 2.45.2: Brianna Willenov OOC: hopefull boggy i wanna kill something
[18:42] DCS2 2.45.2: Daniel Roddenham OOC: *chuckles*
[18:42] DCS2 2.45.2: Arthores Faulkes OOC: haha she has a bigger pole then you
[18:42] Brianna Willenov stood at the empty sim border and pulled out her fishing pole xD
Power surges running from Blueray's brain to the machine she was connected to occured, the mini light show was amazing but led to a deadly outcome. Blueray's whole entire essence got downloaded, the body was empty and devoid of all that was the demoness. Trust the angel Denenthorn to pick this time to show up at the cyber base. Zaphod was distracted what with the detective blabbering on about things he found out, and Jewell connecting herself to the medbed and blowing her parts. The only thing she could say was, "Blueray is dead, I think I killed her". You can't really kill a demon, they have no vitals to start with. Denenthorn whirls on the Overseer, demanding that she has to be joking. When he checked the body he knew the aweful truth, she was gone from her shell that she loved so much. Zaphod turned her attention to helping her members, the unthinkable happens and the angel is left to his own devices.
What was Blueray had arisen from the med bed flipping elequantly on to the floor, it landed those lightening eyes staring blankly at the people around it. The voices rose several of them in unison, they wanted to be free of the abominiation they had been forced to make. Detective questions it asking if it Legion both it and Denenthorn denounce that name, while they watch it the Overseer woman sending Jewell on her way.
"We will be free".
Clawed hands reached for its chest no one moved to dumbstruck in confusion and horror, as it cut open its own even while its Belial blood would heal it; it kept going tearing the skin so the healing took time. Blood spewed on the floor splattering around its clawed feet, it was covered in its own blood the fluid pouring down its black skin. The horror felt and seen reverbrated around the medbay, Denenthorn pleads with the thing to stop destroying the shell. However it simply broke the bone caging that protects its heart cackling at the angel, with its own hand in its chest those clawed figners gripped the dead organ.
Denenthorn cried out, "NO"!
It tore the heart from its body causing another spout of blood to burst forth, the voices laughed as they fled back to Hell a lingering of flame while they mocked him.
The connection to the Shadows was severed and lost. Her shadow bought up all those vodka bottles she stored within it, the jar of Janvier's blood and the tome of Hitaroki. Her shadow spoke no more the gift that had been upon it gone, Denenthorn in his sorrow picked up the tome.
Zaphod lept in after that she ordered him to shove a piece of her in to the tank, she said the essence was still in the computer and they had one shot at getting her back. While those two set up the tank for cloning and wired the computer to it...
Blueray was nothing more than energy roaming through the database, exploring all the data and absorbing it like a sponge. All the things she didn't know because of how she grew up, she knew now from the wonders of the internet. She even spoke with the Hive, but it didn't like her being so close to it.
"Okay when I tell you hit download", Zaphod said. "NOW". The button hit Blueray's essence cleansed of all its demonic traits was dragged back to the new body, a human clone replica of how she used to be before the wolf bite before her deaths. There was a soul in that body, soon as she was living the two pulled her from the tank. Zaphod ran off to find spare parts of cybers, she came back carrying the box quick as she could. "Hurry hold her down, we don't have much time before the atmosphere kills her".
A new body one un-used to the poison and toxious air that premeats the city, it got in to her lungs her blood stream. She thrashed upon the metal floor in agony, screaming while she choked unable to breathe or even remember how. Such was her throes of agonising death she mangled up her legs beyond saving, the pain kept striking her she was used to pain this body however was not. Zaphod reached for a needle on her arm, drawing it forth she drew nanites from herself and injected them in to Blueray. This was to stabilise and to start repairing the damage to her internal organs, rummaging around in the box she found a respirater mask she put on her.
Denenthorn the angel who really shouldn't care held Blueray down, spoke in soothing tones telling her to calm down. Her mind was a mess and a jumble with the pain refused to orginise itself, there was no time for the usual meds before operating. Zaphod hacked at the mangled legs with a small saw, removing what was damaged and attaching new metal ones. Nanites did the rest re-building her eyes and organs, while everything settled the Overseer dressed the woman to hide her naked body. Both of them moved her to a bed to rest to recover, the medbay was a mess of blood and body pieces. Sighing Zaphod pottered around cleaning up the corpse and parts, without touching that Belial blood she incerated the flesh with a flame thrower. With nothing but ash of the old one, she was about to start mopping when a call came over.
On the mainland her old group was being attacked, they needed her back with no other option she was gone.
Blueray had the situation explained to her she broke down crying, Pickt was going to be mad but at least she was still alive in more ways than one. Over the next day she took charge of the cybers, the leaders were gone vanished and she believed she couldn't return to the Shadows.
Truth be told she was terrified of going back as she was now, and more than once that day she holed herself up in the factory. After cleaning the medbay of all the blood and bottles, she delivered the Janvier jar to Fishco then visited the church. As usual when things bad happened the Shadows gathered, she was silent and scared to see them. Fear was not new she was afraid of the dungeon and nothing else, now she just feared a lot of things. Turning from the place she began her work with the cybers, gathering information on the beast that attacked felines. Blueray knew who and what it was, but she would not betray that she knew such things. It was the last loyal thing she could do for the Shadows, before she would have to do what she must to defend her new position and group.
Blueray visited the Pit to be confronted by Dante, he was angry at her she knew that. He said the link could have been mended, she knew that it couldn't. What did she expect? To be welcomed back to her family as if nothing happened? She had no choice but to lead, and she couldn't go home. Kishi called her an abomination wanted to see her bleed, that was Kishi for you and Blueray admitted that perhaps the statment was true. There was no going back at all not with a soul, not with what she was and what she had to do. Shadows did not want her nor did they want to acknowledge her, in effect in that one night she had lost more than they ever knew.
So be it.
No longer did she serve the one she loved, and now the choice of going after the love she married was available. With a heavy heart yet determined one she would throw her loyality and duty in to her new "family".
Gone is her demon heritage of two fathers, gone is her magicks and gone are her bonds. A new life, a new chapter.
Once a Shadow...... always a Shadow.
Lulz of the day:
[18:41] DCS2 2.45.2: Stryker Galaxy OOC: sneaks a peek at the size of bri's pole and feels ashamed
[18:41] DCS2 2.45.2: Brianna Willenov OOC: hopefull boggy i wanna kill something
[18:42] DCS2 2.45.2: Daniel Roddenham OOC: *chuckles*
[18:42] DCS2 2.45.2: Arthores Faulkes OOC: haha she has a bigger pole then you
[18:42] Brianna Willenov stood at the empty sim border and pulled out her fishing pole xD
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