Post by Nasakeshira on Jan 23, 2013 23:59:20 GMT -5
Somewhere in the West Blue...
Sparks were flying from a table, a cloud of vapor sat above a man hunched over that same table. The smell of singed meat and bodily fluids hung in the air. Occasionally the sound of a saw echoed throughout the mostly abandoned halls of his workshop, after the saw stopped echoing through the halls a cackle of laughter often followed. This was the sound of a mad man. A man far displaced from the reality he lived in, yet he was all too aware of that reality. What came from his workshop? Cyborgs. That was the simple and absolute answer. Cyborgs; these cyborgs were created from all things of nature. From man to beast to plant, he made killer machines and killers all the more deadly. The reasons for his insanity are abstruse, and the rumors surrounding him are demented and farfetched, most are untrue. Only few know of his true origins and those few are almost never on speaking terms.
This man was Doctor O'Steve Gero, also known as the "Creator of a Thousand Monsters" or the "Ghost of the Bladed Wind". He is very difficult to catch and his flashy escapes usually involve a trail of dead bodies, although in public he is called an enemy of the World Government and a being of pure evil. In the private reality of the Real World he works for that same government who has put a large bounty on his head. But for now it seems he has finished with his work.
Wiping the sweat from his brow he stood as straight as he could which was still crooked. "Commodore, OOOOH COMMODORE!" The Doctor shouted, a few moments later the man whom Doctor O'Steve addressed as Commodore ducked his head into the Doctor's workshop. The Commodore was a half-giant man carrying a large rifle. His entire lower body were cybernetic replacements and his right eye had also been replaced. The little hair this half-giant had was on his head, which was covered by the familiar Marine baseball cap. He spoke robotically and slowly, "yes. Sir?"
"I'm finished with this one, saddly. He didn't make it. You can send his body back to his parents. Was this one a Sergeant? I thought I told you I need people stronger than Sergeant's if you want them to survive." The Doctor threw his gloves at the Commodore, huffing and puffing he stamped his feet and began pacing. "I heard you caught a large bear. Bring him in next." Stopping he stared at the Commodore for but a second, and then screamed in a shrilling and high pitched voice, "NOW! YOU DAMN MONKEY!" Throwing a wrench at him.
The Commodore immediately ducked his head out. The Doctor began mumbling to himself and hobbled about the room.
The Bay of Daijuu Island...
Corvun had been flying for hours, still not used to his powers of flight he began to tire and to be frank, he was lost. He decided to land on the first island he saw. Crashing into the beach he made a small crater. Just laying on the beach he began to take deep long therapeutic breaths eventually he began to fall asleep. It was a few hours till he woke up, and now... he was definitely lost. "Hmmm..."
Corvun was trying to remember how he got in this situation... he couldn't. He was sitting in the tiger's feeding pit, surrounded by bones about three times the size of his own body. What guarded the entrance to the pit was of course, a gigantic tiger. Again, Corvun sat there cross legged and confused wondering what to do. "Maybe he won't eat me?" He asked himself aloud. No this beast was drooling thick globs of saliva. Sighing, he said to no one in particular, because no one was around of course, "this place sucks." Standing up he made a decision to escape. He wasn't extremely versed in the art of unarmed fighting but he knew some tricks. Backing up to the wall, the tiger watched, he began taking large strides, "Kaion."
In an instant he had cleared most of the ground and almost reached the rocky wall, momentum carrying him forward he jumped off the wall and position himself for a drop kick. He hit the tiger in the head and sent it flying to the wall. "Well... that didn't end up so bad." Brushing off dust from his pants he continued into the jungle ahead of him.
A few seconds later marines rushed the scene, fanning out they covered every inch in a matter of seconds. One man walked over to the unconscious tiger, inspecting it he pulled out his den den mushi, "sir, it seems that, that one fellow we captured broke the new tiger we just sent out."
((Meh... I'm out of practice. I must re-learn my sinister side!))
Sparks were flying from a table, a cloud of vapor sat above a man hunched over that same table. The smell of singed meat and bodily fluids hung in the air. Occasionally the sound of a saw echoed throughout the mostly abandoned halls of his workshop, after the saw stopped echoing through the halls a cackle of laughter often followed. This was the sound of a mad man. A man far displaced from the reality he lived in, yet he was all too aware of that reality. What came from his workshop? Cyborgs. That was the simple and absolute answer. Cyborgs; these cyborgs were created from all things of nature. From man to beast to plant, he made killer machines and killers all the more deadly. The reasons for his insanity are abstruse, and the rumors surrounding him are demented and farfetched, most are untrue. Only few know of his true origins and those few are almost never on speaking terms.
This man was Doctor O'Steve Gero, also known as the "Creator of a Thousand Monsters" or the "Ghost of the Bladed Wind". He is very difficult to catch and his flashy escapes usually involve a trail of dead bodies, although in public he is called an enemy of the World Government and a being of pure evil. In the private reality of the Real World he works for that same government who has put a large bounty on his head. But for now it seems he has finished with his work.
Wiping the sweat from his brow he stood as straight as he could which was still crooked. "Commodore, OOOOH COMMODORE!" The Doctor shouted, a few moments later the man whom Doctor O'Steve addressed as Commodore ducked his head into the Doctor's workshop. The Commodore was a half-giant man carrying a large rifle. His entire lower body were cybernetic replacements and his right eye had also been replaced. The little hair this half-giant had was on his head, which was covered by the familiar Marine baseball cap. He spoke robotically and slowly, "yes. Sir?"
"I'm finished with this one, saddly. He didn't make it. You can send his body back to his parents. Was this one a Sergeant? I thought I told you I need people stronger than Sergeant's if you want them to survive." The Doctor threw his gloves at the Commodore, huffing and puffing he stamped his feet and began pacing. "I heard you caught a large bear. Bring him in next." Stopping he stared at the Commodore for but a second, and then screamed in a shrilling and high pitched voice, "NOW! YOU DAMN MONKEY!" Throwing a wrench at him.
The Commodore immediately ducked his head out. The Doctor began mumbling to himself and hobbled about the room.
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The Bay of Daijuu Island...
Corvun had been flying for hours, still not used to his powers of flight he began to tire and to be frank, he was lost. He decided to land on the first island he saw. Crashing into the beach he made a small crater. Just laying on the beach he began to take deep long therapeutic breaths eventually he began to fall asleep. It was a few hours till he woke up, and now... he was definitely lost. "Hmmm..."
Corvun was trying to remember how he got in this situation... he couldn't. He was sitting in the tiger's feeding pit, surrounded by bones about three times the size of his own body. What guarded the entrance to the pit was of course, a gigantic tiger. Again, Corvun sat there cross legged and confused wondering what to do. "Maybe he won't eat me?" He asked himself aloud. No this beast was drooling thick globs of saliva. Sighing, he said to no one in particular, because no one was around of course, "this place sucks." Standing up he made a decision to escape. He wasn't extremely versed in the art of unarmed fighting but he knew some tricks. Backing up to the wall, the tiger watched, he began taking large strides, "Kaion."
In an instant he had cleared most of the ground and almost reached the rocky wall, momentum carrying him forward he jumped off the wall and position himself for a drop kick. He hit the tiger in the head and sent it flying to the wall. "Well... that didn't end up so bad." Brushing off dust from his pants he continued into the jungle ahead of him.
A few seconds later marines rushed the scene, fanning out they covered every inch in a matter of seconds. One man walked over to the unconscious tiger, inspecting it he pulled out his den den mushi, "sir, it seems that, that one fellow we captured broke the new tiger we just sent out."
((Meh... I'm out of practice. I must re-learn my sinister side!))