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Post by Talon on Jun 5, 2008 22:10:13 GMT -5
Vazaad was walking through the Abandoned District, which had stayed virtually untouched by O'Malley's forces, who were currently moving out of the city. The red-robed mage had a large burlap sack slung over his shoulder, his staff across his back as he whistled merrily. A stray group of O'Malley's droids staggered into view and stopped upon seeing Vazaad. The mage simply walked past the confused bots, before the snapping of a finger was followed by a cluster of lightning bolts striking where the bots had been, now occupied by a melted-togther slag heap.
Vazaad stopped in front of Solranous's place and placed his free hand on his hip, his whistling coming to a stop.
"This is their place, right?" He asked the bag.
"Yep, this is the place." A small, squeaky voice from the bag replied.
Vazaad nodded, then knocked on the door, stepping back a bit as he waited for a response.
"Come to think of it... this is probably the nicest thing you've ever done for... well, anyone." Vazaad muttered.
Several low growls issued from the bag, and Vazaad laughed. His eyes then went back to the door.
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Post by Azure_Ghidorah on Jun 5, 2008 22:38:31 GMT -5
Kisara called out, "I'll be right there!" and some tinkering, along with a few angered swears, came from the human. After about ten minutes, the door was opened.
Surprisingly, Kisara had had some sort of black liquid, probably oil, splashed on her, which she then zapped away with her mag energy.
"Sorry about the delay, but Myrr was getting paranoid of being ambushed at home, so she had constructed and installed traps that were meant to distract any would be enemies. I figured you didn't want to be the unfortunate victim of these traps." she explained to Vazaad, before ushering him in politely.
"So... what brings you here?"
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Post by Talon on Jun 5, 2008 23:04:16 GMT -5
"Traps, eh? I assume you make them often?" Vazaad thought aloud, looking around the warehouse.
He smirked, then held the bag out towards Kisara.
"Shive wanted me to drop this off for Myrr. Said it was a surprise or something." Vazaad replied.
"He told me to tell you only she should open the bag. I assume it's a prank." He added, shrugging.
He paused abruplty, then seemed to stare at Kisara's outline. His eyes narrowed, then widened for a moment, and he let out a small, short laugh. He handed her the bag, then walked back through the doorway, giving Kisara a quick bow.
"As for me, I've got to get back to my home plane now. There's a less-than-friendly army about to 'impose' on my kingdom, and I've gotta be there. It was a pleasure meeting you all!" He exclaimed, smirking.
He was about to leave, but stopped in mid-stride. His grinning face re-appeared in the doorway, and he stated,
"Oh, by the way... don't get them wet, and don't feed them after midnight."
With that, the mage took a b-line down the street, leaving the bag to Kisara.
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Post by Azure_Ghidorah on Jun 6, 2008 21:09:37 GMT -5
(OOC: Oh no... TEH GREMLINS!!! And Mogli... or however that thing's name is spelt.)
"..." Kisara just stared at the bag. She shrugged and picked it up, just as Myrr came into the living room.
"Mooohooom, who was that?" Myrr asked sweetly, half glancing at all the deactivated traps with mild irritation.
"Vazaad came in, saying Shive wanted to give you this." Kisara said handing the bag to Myrr. the half-dragon's irritation instantly disappeared at the mentioning of a gift from Shive. Taking the bag, Myrr jumped up and down like an excited school girl.
"What's inside?"
Kisara shrugged, "Don't know, according to Vazaad, Shive only wanted you to open it. I think it's some kind of pet, because Vazaad mentioned something about not feeding it after midnight, and not to get it wet."
"Don't feed it after midnight?" Myrr repeated, looking at the clock, which read 3:00 AM, three hours after midnight. "Oh, I hope the little guy had something to eat before he got here."
"I'm sure the little guy must be pretty hardy to not eat food after midnight everyday, assuming he stays awake." Kisara replied, "Why don't you head to your room and see what it is?"
"OK!" Myrr giggled, taking the bag and cupping the bottom with both hands as to better support whatever's inside, before running to her room. Seeing as the little critter had been in darkness for a while, Myrr dimmed the lights in her room 'till they were almost off. Then, laying the bag on its side and pulling the top open, she peered inside.
"Come on out, its ok..." she cooed, hoping the little critter wasn't shy.
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Post by Talon on Jun 8, 2008 21:24:29 GMT -5
((Actually, Gremlins would be an improvement in this situation... and the litle one's name is Gizmo btw))
Several small voices from the bag suddenly shouted,
"GET HER!!!"
Myrr was then tackled by a mob of foot-tall creatures, their appearance unknown until Myrr was able to open her eyes again. When she did, it was a wonder she didn't faint from shock. Standing and sitting on her bed were nine, 1-foot tall Shive's. Each looked exactly like the dragonkin, but... smaller. All of them were in Shive's casual clothes, and were all staring at Myrr intently. Finally, all three were holding a few random flowers, extending them to Myrr.
"Surprise!" They all shouted simultaneously, their voices a bit higher-pitched than Shive's.
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Post by Azure_Ghidorah on Jun 8, 2008 21:44:18 GMT -5
(OOC: ... I would have to agree in this case. And, right, Gizmo... gota remember that...)
Myrr gaped at the nine mini Shives.
'What... the... HELL!?' she thought.
"Wow... uh..." she mentally counted how many there were again, just to make sure. "Um... Gee..."
'I doubt even Solranous would manage to come up with something to say if this situation happened to him...'
"Ok... just how did Vazaad pull THIS one off?" she asked, but didn't address the mini Shives. She did take the flowers with small 'Thank you's', before getting up after being tackled down, making sure none of the mini Shives fell very much, and jumping over the bed and placing them in the vase she had in her room. before she turned back to the mini Shives and knelt down next to the bed, looking at them.
"Um... sorry about my whole 'deer-in-head-lights' thing earlier, but this... is quite a shock..." Myrr sheepishly explained, rubbing the back of her neck.
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Post by Talon on Jun 8, 2008 22:06:35 GMT -5
"S'alright. We were hoping you'd be surprised." They all stated simultaneously again.
They all grinned, and explained,
"And no, even though Vazaad had a hand in it, he didn't actually think of the idea. ALL our idea."
They all flopped down, stating,
"It'd been a while since I/we really did anything for you, so... this is what my twisted mind concocted. Not sure how it's romantic, I suppose, but having your boyfriend split himself into nine seperate versions has to count for something, right?"
The only thing heard during that minute-long pause was their seperate breathing, and even that was hardly audible. They all blinked, then tackled Myrr, latching onto her limbs and torso, screaming,
"WE JUST LOVE YOU SO MUCH!"
There was another silent pause, and the Shive's all detached from myrr, landing on the floor.
"Kay. Now that that's been said, wanna help me/us go freak out your mom?" They asked, tails flicking with mischief.
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In the shadows of a nearby alley, a pair of red, featureless eyes shone from the dark. If one looked hard enough, they could almost make out a sort of hollow 'pupil' in the center of each. The shape slid out, the night revealing it to be somewhat-humanoid, before it slid into the alley next to the warehouse. Those red eyes glanced up at one of the windows, then slowly glanced into the building, curious.
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Post by Azure_Ghidorah on Jun 24, 2008 22:02:37 GMT -5
Myrr shrugged, "It's the thought that counts." She then grinned deviously.
"Yes... Lets..." The half dragon then went to the door opening it.
"Uh... Mom?" Myrr called. Kisara heard her, and asked, "What is it, Myrr?"
"Um, I've kind of got a problem in here, could you come and help me?"
Kisara, ever suspicious after certain incedents that occured, inquired, "What kind of problem?"
"Trust me, you wouldn't believe me if I told you. Just hurry, please."
"...Oh... Alright... I'll be right there..." Kisara finished, making her way over to the room, though making sure it was slow enough incase this was a prank cooked up by Myrr.
Well, it was half true, it wasn't a problem persay, but she wouldn't believe it until she saw it.
Myrr let out a soft giggle, then turned to the mini Shives. "Don't worry about doing anything, just standing there in veiw will be enough to get to her."
The door was pulled open as Kisara looked at Myrr, and asked, "So... What was this 'problem' you said you had?"
Myrr whistled, and then moved out of the way, letting the nine mini Shive's grace her sight. Her eye twitched... then she screamed in absolute shock, jumping back... and hitting her head on the wall behind her, promptly knocking her out. Myrr quivered for a few moments, but then she bust out laughing.
"Don't... worry... about her..." Myrr assured inbetween gasps when she finally got control of her laughter, "She's got a hard head... nothing worse then a dizzy spell from that..."
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Post by Talon on Jun 24, 2008 22:46:57 GMT -5
All nine Shives were rolling about on the bed in laughter, then stopped simultaneously.
"Another idea!" They shouted.
They all hopped down around Kisara's head, then casted Prestidigitation on themselves, turning their scales a ghostly white. They snickered, then all changed their eyes a different color, as well as their individual hair colors. They leaned forward, and as soon as Kisara awoke (assumingly), they stated,
"We are the souls of your future grandchildren! WHERE ARE OUR HUGS?!"
((Shive: I'm well aware neither of us want kids, but just go along with it, Myrr!))
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The red-eyed, humanoid figure glanced from side to side, then a spurt of acid flew out onto the window, corroding it away with a faint hissing sound. The creautre then began to silently slide through the open window, still glancing around in paranoia.
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Post by Azure_Ghidorah on Jun 24, 2008 23:22:03 GMT -5
((Myrr: You misunderstood me back then, Having kids is perfectly fine by me, I was just saying that you wouldn't have to worry about them.))
Kisara had indeed woken up after a while, and screamed again, scrambling to her feet, knocking the mini Shives off and running back to her room, screaming something about how terriying a ghost could be, as she didn't quite get what the mini Shives had said. A loud BANG! was heard as she slammed her door shut. Myrr howled with laughter, plucking out a small photograph of Kisara with the terrified expression on her face out of nowhere.
"Priceless, Shive! Absolutely priceless!" she gasped, letting another howl of laughter out. Her laughter was cut short as an alarm blared loudly, "Intruder Alert! Intruder Alert!"
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A piece of the wall to the side of the figure slid up, and a abnormally heavy brick was sling shotted out of the newly made crevasse, slamming the mystery figure in the side of the face. An anvil tied up and wenched against the ceiling then fell down on the intruder.
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"I told Mom my paranoia was justified!" Myrr yelped, "Good thing I installed a bunch of traps and an alarm system!" she continued in response to Shive's unasked question. A tap on her wrist brought up some sort of contraption from her second skin nanosuit.
"Motion sensor 22A and pressure plate 19C, whoever our unwanted guest is had the displeasure of having a brick to his face and an anvil to the top of his head in the western half of the building. We'd better find out who it is." With that, the half dragon took off in the specified direction.
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Post by Talon on Jun 24, 2008 23:40:12 GMT -5
After the nine Shives had regained their composure, they jogged off after Myrr. After reaching their location, they all jumped to see something stagger to its feet, swaying as a clawed hand clutched at its face.
"Where the hell? How? Why?!" It hissed in a familiar tone.
One of the Shives turned the lights on, revealing the creature's shape. It had the main appearance of the deceased Guyver Unit 04, AKA Garrett, but the armor plates were all black, the 'cords' that bound it together being gray. It lacked the orb on its waistline that Unit 04 had, and the sound emitters on the front of his face as well. Its feet and hands ended in sharp claws, and its spine bore a series of jagged spines running down it, ending at the base where a tail that gradually thinned into a triangular blade appeared. On its right forearm, a thick tube sprouted, aiming directly forward, and on its left was a line of black fur. There were two 'bumps' on its back,, with an almost unnoticeable line running down them.
It shook its head, then turned towards Myrr and the Shive's, its clawed hands clenching.
"Oh... it's you two." It muttered.
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Post by Azure_Ghidorah on Jun 24, 2008 23:44:35 GMT -5
"...Uh Pardon..., but do we know you?" Myrr asked. She did not recognize the figure, and was highly tense... and for the life of her, she couldn't pin down where she heard that voice before.
A snarl emitted from a shdow in the corner, as Onyste stepped out of it after some how managing to hide herself there, picking her way as to avoid the traps. She too did not recognize the new comer, and was tense, ready to pounce on him at any time.
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Post by Talon on Jun 25, 2008 12:20:27 GMT -5
The Guyver-look-alike glared, then hissed,
"Oh, my bad... allow me to show what I looked like before your father and that bioboosted punk turned me into this... freak..."
The helmet's plating opened up, hanging off the back of the creature's head underneath. Strings of slime were still hanging off of the figure's face and the helmet's plating, but the face was clearly defineable. It was the face of a human mockery, the face of an alien all-too familiar to everyone in the room. The face of an Elite Scourge. Khimera.
All of the Shive's jaws were hanging open, and they shouted,
"HOW the hell are you alive?! I saw you get vaporized!"
The plating re-attached onto Khimera's head, and the lower-half of the helmet split into four tooth-lined jaws, despite the face that once lay underneath.
"I myself would like to know... but since there's a control medal attached to my forehead, I assume the Guyver cells I absorbed must've generated this device, regenerating my form and stabilizing my once-constantly-shifting DNA... making me this." He stated, the jaws moving with his speech.
His tail swished, and his eyes narrowed.
"But since that runt of a Guyver's dead, I only have one person to kill. I can tell he' not here right now, soo..."
He suddenly lashed his right arm upwards, and fired off several rounds from the copy of Chiggar's cannon (of which was only about half-power) at Onyste, then used Shive's own Fireball on him/them, followed up by several shots from the Guyver's Head Beam at Myrr. When the confusion ended, Khimera was nowhere to be found...
"asshole!" The Shive's barked.
They split into two groups, one half to Onyste and the other to Myrr, despite the fact their hides were still smoking. They then asked,
"You guys alright?!"
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Post by Azure_Ghidorah on Jun 25, 2008 14:08:20 GMT -5
Myrr hissed and growled, "I will be as soon as I tear that B****** apart."
Onyste made approving grunts and snarls, her way of acknowledging that she agreed with someone. Myrr staggered to her feet, and swayed a bit, clutching the wounds made by Khimera's attack. It wasn't as bad as it could have been... She visibly shuddered at the memory of her near-death experience.
Onyste, having not gone through similar events, was not that fazed once she hauled herself back to her feet, trudging off to inform Kisara of the new developments.
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Post by Talon on Jun 25, 2008 14:53:56 GMT -5
The Shives all scowled, then muttered,
"Be right back."
They dashed into a nearby room, shutting the door behind them. Shortly after, there was a grotesque squishing noise, followed by the snapping of what was assumed to be bones, ending with a groan. The door opened to reveal Shive, in one 9-foot tall piece. He popped his neck, grunting,
"Divide's an interesting spell, but... ending it is always a bit queesy..."
He blinked, shook his head, then scowled.
"Well, judging from what he said, he's after Solranous... heh. That'll end well for him." He muttered.
He suddenly held his breath, then asked,
"Did you hear a chirp?"
His eyes then wandered past Myrr and up the wall, whereupon his eyes widened. Floating near the ceiling was what appeared to be a green, semi-transparent jellyfish with yellow claws instead of tendrils, and three red spheres adorned the inside of its body. It chirped again, floating down towards the ground, then back up to about midlevel. It seemed to be holding... something. A dark-chrome bracer with a dark-blue sapphire set into its center.
"...what the hell is that?" Shive asked, pointing at the odd creature.
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