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Post by Doctor Kaijin Vex on Nov 24, 2018 21:47:27 GMT -5
Planet: Earth
Sector: North Quadrant
The preparation was complete. Weeks of training for this moment. A demonic restoration, and waiting for the puzzle pieces to fall into place. It was near obsessive, how much Kamui spent on this one subject. He barely slept, and spent hours upon hours in his quarters on the Dread Spectre, scouring galaxy maps for any plausible place where Mark I could be. So far, it seemed that he had been frequenting the the Northern and Eastern Quadrants, thus he dedicated his search to several planets. An increasingly unrealistic goal, given how large those two sectors were, paired with the fact that he was not able to detect Ki from Mark I, so he would really be relying on his eyes alone for such a venture, which would take forever.
But who cared about the plausibility of a prospect when your mind was so occupied on the prospect of revenge? So, he ventured on the daunting task set in front of him. And lucky for Kamui, it just so happened that his first breakthrough happened to happen on the first planet he started the search on, which happened to be on the planet known as Earth, one of the more well known planets in the Northern Sector. Kamui had ventured there once before, in a spectacular tour of the people and the food. The person he met, in the form of the martial artist known as Tora, was mildly interesting, at best. But the food. Oh, the food was spectacular. A ten out of ten. Absolutely amazing. However, the prospect that Mark I was on that planet, and Kamui himself was there, but a mere week ago, enraged the Changeling. It soured his attitude towards the planet, to be honest. However, he had to keep his eye on the prize, without attracting any unneeded attention.
That is why he made the arrangements to have two missions completed at once. He had placed Kaiju in charge of the Dread Spectre, in addition to the Naga under his control, and told them to make way for Planet Cane, under the promise that he would catch up to them shortly. Outfitted with a lone starfighter of his own, Kamui approached Planet Earth as the remainder of his crew got a jumpstart on the mission to save Planet Cane. He knew Emperor Cam had made it quite clear not to deviate from his mission again, but at the same time, he didn't understand what rode on this. At this point, this was more than just an act of vengeance. This was more than just a score to settle. This was an act of restoring his pride. A score that had been embed within his very soul. The sin that Amatricina capitalized upon when restoring his body to its' natural state. Since such a dark ritual, demonic energy has tinted Kamui's already black soul. When it came to his vengeance on Mark I, everything else became not secondary, but tertiary in his priority listing. His desire to rip the Android apart became an unhealthy obsession, and such a dark shift in Kamui was noted in his very being. His soldiers steered clear from his, his aura shifting to become so suffocating that few could stomach being near him.
Perhaps murdering Mark I would save him in a way? One could only hope.
In order to lessen his time spent scouring the planet, Kamui dispatched several dozen surveillance drones to take up specific sectors of the planet for surveillance, only looking for sightings of any paranormal activity with specific emphasis on evidence supporting the location of Mark I. But of course, on a world that had recently attracted the attention of various planet busters, there was no shortage of paranormal activity, and several "false alarms" had flashed across Kamui's screens, prompting the Frost Demon to quickly vault over there, only to realize nothing that interested him was happening. By the fifth time, Kamui was tempted to make his own paranormal activity sighting by blowing up a city. Although, knowing his luck, his stupid ass drones would pick that up and start blowing up his monitor for that as well.
Then....he just so happened to find a breakthrough while sifting through gathered footage one day. Paranormal sighting on an island known as Gengoro Island, a relatively remote island not too far from the rumored Poco Poco area. Upon further analyzation of the report, Kamui's eyes widened. Mysterious disappearances, inconclusives, no concrete data, yet a giant, albeit blurry midnight black figure of abnormal proportions caught in one still picture. Perhaps....perhaps it was him?
The mere possibility that this was the breakthrough he needed sent the Frost Demon's blood boiling. He needed to get to Gengoro Island....immediately. Stepping out of his starfighter, Kamui's body was immediately enveloped in a vicious red aura, the likes of which send tremors through the ground as he stepped upon it. As he bent his knees to take off, the very ground quaked and cracked underneath him as Kamui leapt into the air, his Ki carrying him the rest of the way, as he shot off into the distance.
To Gengoro Island.
Gengoro Island, Planet Earth
Gengoro Island. A rather unremarkable and unsettled island. Never before had it made head news, nor had many ever tried to settle there. Not for any specific reason, the need to settle there had just never arisen. But recently, such a formerly unremarkable island had received local attention in light of recent phenomena. The disappearance of a cruise ship, along with all two hundred of its' inhabitants, in addition to a commericial plane mysteriously and suddenly crashing toward the island, only to be swallowed into nothingness. It was the confusion and lack of knowledge surrounding such affairs that attracted the attention of the press.
And ultimately Kamui.
Hovering over the island, Kamui's eyes narrowed on the lush green fauna that adorned the landmass. The pristine, crystal clear waters that surrounded it. The sound of the gentle waves lapping against the shore. Perhaps, in another world, Kamui would have appreciated such tranquility. Now, however, he was consumed by a burning desire to find the object of his vengeance. As he descended upon the island, a resolute pact burned within his soul.
He would tear apart every tree, burn every plant, destroy any landmass that stood between him and Mark I. Nothing else mattered at this point. The demonic darkness that ran through his veins fueled his anger to the point of near irrationality.
It was time to slaughter an Android. It was time to kill Mark I.
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Post by MARK I on Nov 25, 2018 0:35:43 GMT -5
* TWO WEEKS PREVIOUSLY MARK I touched down, his large metallic feet sinking into the soft warm sand as a gentle wave brushed against him shins. It was quiet and serene as he considered Amatricina's words in his mind and all of her teachings. He would have much to do in order to make the changes he sought after. The sun was high, the breeze was gentle. There was nothing on this island that could possible harm him, nothing but himself. He stepped towards the nearest treeline as he inspected the islands with his sensors over and over in his mind. He hated what he was about to do, he had not considered it yet he had done it once. When his mind had overloaded. When his system had started to act up, for a brief moment he had allowed V3 a modicum of control. In that time V3 had helped him. He was a fool not to take control of the situation, he couldn't, but there was no way the man knew that. With Bunny now out of the picture MARK I found it easier to lower his mental defenses and allocate his attention onto other things. The man could barely read code without her, though MARK I's system had restored most of the man's brain matter and capacity he still doubted he could do much against a mind the likes of MARK I's. "Hey buddy. We doing this?...I Could really use a drink.." MARK I stared off into the distance. His skin slowly beginning to sink into itself. The transformation was not dramatic but it was steady. His height began to shrink as his limbs shortened until eventually taking on the figure of a man. Six feet and three inches in stature with a massive physique, though his skin seemed malnourished and worn. He held wounds, deep nasty cuts still seeping and bleeding. His skin was near pale and dry as he emerged. A deep black puddle of black goo surrounded him as he emerged. Though V3's legs were not his own. They took on lean, legs, replacing his own. Still wearing his sunglasses V3 struggled to drag his body to the water, gasping and staggering the entire way there like a man walking on land for the first time. Everything seemed weak as he crashed into the water.
"We can drink salt water right..?" He said panting heavily. "Bottoms up!" He yelled forming a small bowl with his hands and then taking a massive gulp of water. "M..Master V.." Pops spoke from the distance as a shimmering image of him appeared on the beach. "wha?!" V spoke aloud, mouth still full with water. "You have a month to yourself sir. Your are not to leave this island unless given permission, if you do the Master will go to the nearest town and incinerate it. He will make you watch." POPS paused as V3 turned his head to throw up into the ocean. He observed him with a sly grin. "I suggest you get something to eat sir. You have somewhat of a working digestive track these days. Master repaired yours so that you would suffer the effects of hunger pains" "Ugh..Wha..why?!" V3's dazed questions were meet with another smirk. "At any rate. There is plenty of food on this island. Master would like for you to hunt, despite your pain and fatigued state I can assure you that death will not come, though you may wish it so. You will prove yourself to the master and in exchange he will allow you some modicum of freedom. If the two of you are to continue this forces state of coexistence." V3 fell over as he began to rush towards Pops. It seemed for a moment that he would move the grasp him, without realizing that Pops was but a projection. Pops chuckled as the cyborg fell over. "So long as you remain on this island and willingly submit to the master's call when he chooses to arise we will allow you to..relax. We will allow you the mercy of this freedom. One additional addendum. You will practice magic. Once a day every day for one hour." With that the figure of pop dissipated into thin air. V3 was alone. The sun was high, the breeze was gentle. There was nothing on this island that could possible harm him, nothing but himself... ************* CURRENT TIME: NOW (Weeks later) V3 emerged from the log cabin he made on a fateful morning. The breeze was running through his thick pompadour haircut. He came the edge of his self made platform upon which his tiny house stood. It laid upon beams of thick wooden trees he'd taken down for the purposed of building a platform for his studio sized house on the beach, more of a large lifeguards station than anything else. It was a somewhat stable structure and he only had to use a little bit of magic to make It. He was proud of himself. Lifting up a coconut he'd placed on the floor the night before he cracked open a hole with a single finger and proceeded to drink from it. Stopping only as he noticed a larger than rather large power level heading towards him. He rose an eyebrow at the sensation he felt. "Huh. What a man.." He said to himself, recognizing Kamui's power and hoping MARK I laid dormant and without notice. The night before the Titan had gone active. V3 had not needed to relinquish control often but whenever he did MARK I would make sure to leave him completely without his sense. Unsure as to why but not wanting to cause a fuss he had kept his mouth shut. He pulled out a self made chair and sat in it as he drank from his coconut. He had made another chair for @amatricina, not that she had ever visited but he wanted to be prepared, in case she ever did. V3 was not sure If Kamui had noticed the small house, since V3 still held no discernible ki signature due to the kai restraints now embedded within him. He elected to remained seated and silent. Soon the frost demon would be gone. There was no reason for him to be here, looking for him, surely he was simply on his way to see the demon lord. He clasped his hands together and attempted to produce a small flame in his hands. It was a soft, harmless flames, one he could control, one he could manipulate. He smiled. W.C. 1096/ T.W.C: 1096 Doctor Kaijin Vex
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Post by Doctor Kaijin Vex on Nov 25, 2018 12:53:31 GMT -5
Without the assistance of his trusty but stupid drones, Kamui found himself in the odd position of having to look for a giant Android on a remote island with just his eyes. Given the size of the thing, such a situation should have taken a few minutes at most. However, Mark I had proven many times in the past that his immense size did not impede upon his stealth capabilities, and had proven to get the best of Kamui on two occasions in the past, successfully sneaking up and pouncing upon Kamui and several soldiers under his command in one occasion. Nonetheless, the Frost Demon was dedicated to scour the entire island if need be, to locate this....this thing.
So, he did. Oblivious to V3's existence on the island, Kamui dove right into business, shooting across the island as he searched for the Android that had reportedly been in the vicinity. The thought that perhaps Mark I had vacated the scene days ago, or may have never been attached to the mysterious phenomena at all never crossed Kamui's mind. To him, this had to be the answer. There was very little alternative. If it wasn't him, and if he wasn't here, where was he? That was an answer that Kamui didn't know the answer to, and frankly, the prospect of this search proving to be a dead end was a disheartening one. This was the biggest break he'd had in a week, and couldn't face the prospect of it truly turning out to be nothing, leaving Kamui back at square one, with a plethora of other planets to search in the vain hopes of finding him.
So, this had to be a success. He had to find him here, he just had to. For his own peace of mind at least, before he got into destroying him, of course.
But he didn't find him. Close to an hour of detailed searching throughout the island, and he came up with nothing. More than nothing. Anger welled within him, and the temptation to reduce this island to dust only rose as his frustration rose. Yet, he couldn't cause a scene here. As much as he doubted the ability of the Earthlings on this planet to stop him if he so chose, it would attract the attention of Carambolis, and frankly that was the last thing he wanted right now.
So, he would have to return to the drawing boa.....who was that?
As Kamui took to the skies again, he became aware of a figure near the southern beachfront of the island. How had he missed it before? He hadn't sensed any life forces on this island besides the plants and some small animals. No humans...but what was that? A shack or some type of structure of similar construction, which meant there had to be someone else on this island.
Perhaps...
Kamui shot off towards the shack, intent to discover if there really was anyone living there, and why he didn't sense them. Even the weakest of humans held a power level. To not have one meant......was this it?!
Was this man Mark I? Had he finally found him?
With a new excitement overtaking him, the Changeling shot to the ground at record speeds, the sand exploding underneath him as he hit the ground hard, impact force sending a shower of sand in all directions around him.
Emerging from the cloud of sand, Kamui pointed a finger, energy already coalescing, as if he was ready to punish Mark I. However, when his vision cleared, he was in for a surprise.
This man was not Mark I. A blond man with some type of weird haircut. His energy was unable to be sensed, like Mark I, but this man wasn't the same person. Shorter, less.....huge. And looked like a human, as well. So who was he? Another form of Android? And what was he doing here?
Not yet, lowering his finger, Kamui began to address the Android male before him," Identify yourself, and tell him if you have seen a man by the name of Mark I. No, not a man, a beast. An alien Android of drastic proportions. Responsible for several anomalies occurring in this area. Tell me where he is."
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Post by MARK I on Nov 25, 2018 13:34:36 GMT -5
V3 mostly ignored Kamui as he darted through the skies. The odds of him finding him here, on earth, of all planets in the universe. Narrowing him down to this one random island, arriving here and even then to find V3, without any hardly any detectable energy signature was so outrageous that even he stopped to laugh at the circumstances. "Fuck.." Is all he could think to say as he noted Kamui beginning his hasted search of the island. "Ohh fuck. You have got to be ki..." He took a deep breath. Calming himself, not wishing to alert the currently inert MARK I within him. "It's okay. Even IF!! He somehow finds me. He'll take one look and just go away" Sand slammed into his shack like a slashing gale force wind as he remained seated, drinking his coconut water. His body now caked in the stuff, covering all but his sun glasses. Kamui began to bark out at him commands as the man simply sat frozen in place, unable to move, hoping still against all odd he wouldn't be noticed. A singular word running through his mind. "Fffffffffffffffffuuuuuc......" Only in hindsight did it occur to V3 that perhaps hiding out in the only, singular structure, in plain view, on the beach, and in broad daylight, was probably not the best decision he'd ever made in his life and he had made many bad decisions before. "Woah there partner!" V3 said as he shook the sand particals off of himself. He raised his hands in surrender, bracing himself for a potential attack. Thanks to MARK I's abilities he could now perfectly mimic basic psychological responses to make him appear more human, though his energy signature, or lack there of did not occur to him, he would begin to sweat, beads of sweat when presented with an energy beam. "Hey look man. The names...Johnny and Uhhh. Them anomalies you're thinking about..uhmm...well...they probably got something to do with the demon lady over there" He pointed vaguely in the direction of Amatricina's island, not really stopping to think of any consequences for his actions or what might occur from this. He braced himself as he spoke, reaching into his mind and calling on pops to help aid him from preventing MARK I to raise. He didn't. They didn't. POPS seemed to be unreachable and MARK I seemed to not stir within him. "Look uhh, why don't you fly around the other islands. I'm like pretty sure I would've noticed a big beast roaming around my island buddy." To V3's surprise MARK I noted the arrival of Kamui, but choose not to respond. He seemed less interested, or perhaps this was another test? V3 couldn't be sure but he know one thing. This situation was bad, this will not end well. W.C 471/ T.W.C: 1567 Doctor Kaijin Vex  |
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Post by Doctor Kaijin Vex on Nov 25, 2018 20:09:17 GMT -5
Perhaps Kamui would've been quicker to accept V's words had he not struck Kamui as noticeably strange. Not only was V3 devoid of any life energy, which Kamui only confirmed once he came within close quarters of the man, but he was the only human being on this island, the rest of this island proving just as uninhabited as the reports had told him.
So why was he here? So far from civilization. A casual once over of his little camp didn't show any signs of being here long, which means such a set up couldn't have been here for very long at all. Hell, any signs of scrap found along the beach all pointed to the fact that the man hadn't been here for even a month. So why? Why was he here?
Kamui wasn't exactly buying it. Especially when poised with the fact that this "Johnny" seemed to hesitate even when saying his name. Everything about him just screamed that he was hiding something. What that something was, the Frost Demon was about to find out.
In addition, Kamui was never aware of Amatricina's "home by the sea" on Earth. The subject had never come up, and even if it had, Kamui doubted the demon would've let him in on such a fact. Nonetheless, looking towards the island in the distance, Kamui could sense vestiges of dark energy, but no trace of the overwhelming darkness that was ever so present with Amatricina's kind.
"So you wish to tell me that you are not privy to the disappearing ocean liner and the plane that descended near this very island. Nor are you aware of a giant figure with shifting black skin or whatever that thing that covers his bolts is. Even though I have footage of it being near this island, and not wherever you want to direct me to so quick. You're awfully swift to push me away..."
The Frost Demon stepped closer," Tell me, human. Where is your Ki Signature...? I sense no life energy from you, so you must not be organic, yes? For even if you were suppressing, I would still sense something from you."
"My second question is....why are you here? On a remote island with no civilization nearby? In a shack on the beachfront, where the first sign of inclement weather can easily wash away your little settlement.."
"My third question....how would you, someone who portrays as an innocent, ignorant human, know about a demon who apparently lives several islands over? Especially if you have taken it upon yourself to live here and stay out of trouble..."
His tail shifted slightly, before smacking against the sand, kicking up a cloud of dust.
"Do I believe you saw a beast such as Mark I? Yes, I do. Do I think you are not telling me and instead are weaving up excuses for me to leave? Yes....yes I do. Are we going to correct such behavior and begin telling me what I need to know. Well, why don't we find out....hmm?"
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Post by MARK I on Nov 25, 2018 20:41:36 GMT -5
V3 scanned what little records he could, notes and video files MARK I had taken the time to collect on Kamui. Without Bunny he wasn't very fast. It took a fair amount of effort for him to retrieve information that should have already been obvious to him. Kamui was smarter than he. Much Smarter than him. So it wouldn't serve to lie to him or dig.. At least not to many lies he thought. He turned himself around and began to walk back to his chair, lightly tapping a tree with his fist until some coconut fell over. He caught them as he turned around to face the changeling burying each thumb into one, creating a hole to drink from. "Alright Mr. Look" He spoke as he drank from one of them while extending his hand out, offering Kamui a coconut of his own. "Like I said I don't want any trouble. Weird stuff happens on these islands. Has been happening. I know about the ship and stuff, I was there when it happened. That's part of the reason I am stuck here! Now I don't know about no "Privy" or like the specifics of this energy stuff you're talking about. I mean I know a little about that but not a lot." Johnny presented Kamui a seat before taking his own. "Now look I want you to leave because you look like trouble. You crashed onto my island like some damn cannonball and the first thing you did was point a deadly weapon at me!" These weren't lies. Though they may not be full truths. It was the best V3 could seem to come up with on such short notice and without any help. He paused to take a deep breath as he sat down. "...Yea I know about the black guy you’re talking about. He's not here. I don’t know what else you expect me to tell you. Stick around if you want just don't go hollering at me with your big words and your long creepy fingers, jeez." He regretted the words almost as soon as they came out of his mouth. What if Kamui did decide to stay? What if he attacked him? What was he supposed to do? Reaching inside himself he could still feel MARK I toiling away with some other tasked, though he couldn't tell what he was doing. He tried to power up subtly, hoping that perhaps some of his ki would seep out and make some kind of signature but nothing. W.C: 420/ T.W.C: 1987 Doctor Kaijin Vex |
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Post by Doctor Kaijin Vex on Nov 25, 2018 21:19:25 GMT -5
Kamui almost started laughing right there.
The inconsistencies were mounting. He was contradicting himself with nearly every turn, and had already admitted he lied once, thus proving that he had something to hide. One moment he told Kamui he never knew of the man that the Frost Demon was hunting for, and the next not only did V3 know of him, but was a stranded man at sea from the ocean liner that so mysteriously vanished, with no trace of a crashed vessel, or no other survivors?
A ten year old could tell that these puzzle pieces didn't fit.
Then there was the energy inconsistency. The Android before him tried to play dumb, as if he didn't know the faintest thing about Ki or power signatures, yet then proceeded to shake a tree enough to knock down a coconut with a simple tap, then bore his thumb into said coconut without a single thought, then proceeded to offer him one. After spending several days amongst the human tourists of Earth, he severely doubted their ability to do even half of what V3 accomplished without even the slightest thought otherwise. Nor would they even attempt. And yet, despite that, V3 still did not boast a power level, yet proved he had the strength in which he should boast one.
Then there was the simple fact that this island had never before reported any paranormal activity before these two events, which is why it had attracted so much media attention, which already proved V3 incorrect in the fact that things "had been happening" within vicinity of this island for quite awhile now.
"Hmm....what to do...what to do with you, Johnny?" Kamui said, a low chuckle escaping from his lips as he stepped forward.
"You already admitted you lied to me once, and now you're merely contradicting yourself left and right with ill crafted lies. I do not like liars, Johnny. Thus, I will not attempt to ask you any further questions, for it seems as if your tongue gets the better of you, and you attempt to confuse me with falsities."
"But no more." Kamui said, before suddenly vanishing from sight.
In actuality, Kamui utilized his immense speed, paired with a Time Skip, to skip forward a tenth of a second in time. To V3, it would simply look as if the man blinked and Kamui was mere centimeters away from him. With as little as a look, Kamui extended two fingers to be pressed against the center of V3's forehead. Sending waves of psychic energy flooding into the Android's body, Kamui moved to forcibly dig into the Android's mind, and extract the information he needed. Anything, regarding Mark I. Anything involving the true identity of the man who stood before him. Anything of note, anything that could be useful to the Changeling.
He was going to extract everything from this man.
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Post by MARK I on Nov 25, 2018 21:37:11 GMT -5
SNAP! "NOW hold on a second!" V3's tone turned into a serious one as he grasped Kamui's hand, not right or hard enough to hurt the changeling but firm enough to give pause. "I told you I don't want any trouble. I told you I am here because of what happened and I don't know much about this ki stuff. That much is true" Kamui's hand moved with a speed unlike anything V3 had ever experienced himself, even knowing the man was daftly fast did little to prepare him for his reaction. Though he was fast enough to stop Kamui's mental invasion he did not react in time to completely thwart him. Within moments Kamui would see flashes of Johnathan's life as a human. He watched him as he fought off saiyan's to defend his family. He watched as he gave his life defending those he cared about, his own. A time skip seemed to occur. Now he was V3. An android of sorts, it was years later. Kamui could not see, he could not hear or smell he could only feel an immense pain that Johnathan must have been feeling, for a moment he was overwhelmed with the pain of a million volts and tiny stabs through each segment of his spine, it would not be the worst pain he's felt, far from it, but it would be enough to know that the man before him had been through immense trauma. A visage began to emerge from shadow and smoke, it was impossible to tell, noises incomprehensible and sensations he could not make out flashed briefly before Kamui's mind before his connection was broken by V3's grasp. "Look! I don't want to fight you. I know who you are. I know what your looking for. I will answer your questions, I am no friend of the one you are looking for. I lied to you because you're clearly dangerous. That is the truth and I want nothing to do with you or that monster." V3 released the frost demons arm as he finished. Their eyes locked, though his were unseen through the thick blackness of his signature sunglasses. "Please, sit down with me, and drink." His hand extended towards the chairs besides him. "I will answer what I can, if it will make you feel better but if I tell you something you don't like you're going to have to deal with it." He moved to seat himself, staring up at Kamui, awaiting the frost demon's response. W.C: 418/ Total: 2,405 Doctor Kaijin Vex |
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Post by Doctor Kaijin Vex on Nov 25, 2018 22:31:17 GMT -5
Oh, what an interesting moment this was.
A regular human wouldn't have even been able to process the speed at which Kamui went on the offensive, but V3 rarely hesitated. He didn't intercept Kamui, he couldn't have, but he certainly was quick to grasp his hand after the fact. A speed that did not reflect one as weak as V3 claimed to be.
The memories only served to augment that. As uncomfortable as shifting through memories made Kamui feel, especially those of an Android, it certainly confirmed Kamui's hypothesis that V3 was indeed an Android, an Android of considerable strength. Unfortunately, V3 caught him quick enough to keep Kamui from burrowing further, which luckily prevented the Frost Demon from unearthing the truth about Mark I and V3's connection.
The Android's interruption angered Kamui, but not terribly so. He got enough, enough to finally intimidate V3 into letting down his guard and spilling the beans. However, something struck a cord within Kamui. V3 said he knew who Kamui was. He was absolutely positive he had never met the burly blond once in his life, for he would remember an Android of such reflexes capable of even responding so quickly to Kamui's outstanding speed. So...how could this Android possibly know him?
Well, he intended to find out, without all the extra bullshit, of course.
"I am hardly interesting in drinks, Johnathan." Kamui spat out, his tail swishing back and forth, which was only a subtle hint at his growing anger and frustration. He resented the fact that this man could be the key to finding Mark I, or at least point him in the right direction, yet at the same time seemed to be dragging out this interaction as long as humanly possible.
"What I wish is for you to spill everything you know to me, right now. You lied to me, and are hiding things from me. I don't like either, to be completely fair. You say you do not wish for a fight, but frankly the more you play with my emotions, the more volatile I get....and that does not bode well for you."
"I can kill you right now." Kamui said, his voice taking on a deadly seriousness, which cast a shroud of unease throughout the camp.
"How do you know me? What is your relation with Mark I? And will you help me find him. You say you do not like him....I will rid this galaxy of him by the end of today if you show me where he is..."
"I will not ask you again."
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Post by MARK I on Nov 28, 2018 15:07:48 GMT -5
V3 sat at first, weighing his options. He couldn't run and he didn't want to fight. He did not want MARK I to get involved. His face displayed a look of frustration. As if someone had ruined a peaceful sleep, the first peaceful in a long time. As he sat down nursing his coconut Kamui went on, demanding that he tell him everything he knows. " ..frankly the more you play with my emotions, the more volatile I get....and that does not bode well for you..." "Buddy, I don't owe you anything. Now look I am trying to have a conversation with you jeez. If you wanna go around just threatening anyone than no ones gonna help you.." "I can kill you right now..." V3 scoffed before chuckling softly to himself at Kamui's comment. He held his hand out as if apologizing for his chuckling. He stood up his six foot four inch frame coming standing short of Kamui's seven. Reaching down to the floor he picked up another coconut as he walked toward the edge of the platform. He rested it on one of the hand railings, halfway between himself and the frost demon, giving Kamui the choice. "Space Vegas..." V3 said. It wasn't a lie though he knew so much more. "You were all over the news for a week. They talked about you and what your boys did. You're a hard guy to forget.." "What is your relation with Mark I? And will you help me find him..." V3 paused at this point. He hated to lie. He didn't know how to skirt the truth now, yet he knew he he had to choose his next words carefully. For all of Kamui's sins and for all his issues V3 still saw good in him, in his own, silly way, he was trying to save him, or atleast any others that might get caught up in the middle of their fight. "I will not ask you again..." "It's a little complicated. And I'm...not the brightest.." He said as he knocked a light fist on the side of his head. It made a strange clunking sound. "We're. Brothers.. I suppose..made, I guess, by the same stuff. Same persons. They're all gone now..it's all screwy. I can help you find him but in truth I would rather not, not with the way you're being and you can't hurt me. I am a machine.." It was mostly true. Though V3 could feel pain, MARK I had assured that, there was little to nothing Kamui could do to get him to talk. His tone being more matter of factual than anything else. "Mark..err whatever. Won’t be found unless he want to be and trust me you could spend a week with me or a week on your own and you won't be any closer er further to finding him. You're best bet is to just leave it alone... He's an ass and a bad guy but he just...needs a chance, I guess." He paused to reflect on his own words. Thinking about how they made him felt, how strange this situation was. He considered the fact that he was defending MARK I but wasn't sure why or if he was doing so of his own accord. Surely MARK I did not care. He didn’t, he knew that. He could feel that as he reached into himself. Kamui would not be pleased, this much he knew. He shifted his head to look at the changeling, expressing a look of worry, as if to ask for another chance. His body language was strong as he rested on the rails. It wasn't a plead for forgiveness or a request of pity more like a suggestion. Almost as if to say "I recommend we start over" in a tone the man seemed incapable of expressing in words. W.C 649/T.W.C: 3054 Doctor Kaijin Vex |
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Post by Doctor Kaijin Vex on Nov 29, 2018 15:27:50 GMT -5
The man was laughing.
The man was laughing.
The man. Was. Laughing.
Words simply couldn't express the anger that Kamui felt. This man, whoever he seemed to be, didn't seem to take the Frost Demon seriously. Human or Android, it didn't matter. He never felt so tempted to inflict the maximum extent of his fury upon V3's frame until right now. In fact, there was little that would've made him happier then to obliterate this fool simply for deciding it fit to treat the Changeling like a child who had made some form of outrageous claim that was only comical in its' ridiculousness.
He wanted to destroy V3, but he knew he could not. For two reasons. First, the ever looming presence of Carambolis was certainly a wondrous reason not to push his luck on this planet too much. Then, of course, was the simple fact that Kamui still did not deem the Android worth the effort it would take to ultimately destroy him. Why did he believe this? Simply because Kamui had a vendetta against Mark I. That was the object of his hatred, and the reason why Kamui wished to conceal his power, waiting for the precise moment to strike. This conversation was one based simply off of wasted time. If what this man said about Mark I was true, then he was not here and did not wish to be found. Which meant he was wasting his time here.
Wasting his time with this fool.
"If you are so worldly as to know about Space Vegas, then you should hesitate before chuckling as if I am some form of cheap entertainment." Kamui started off, his tone cold and angry as he gazed up to meet Mark I's face. The Android's six foot tall frame seemed giant compared to Kamui's base form height of five foot four.
"You have sat here, and lied to me, and still continue to waste my time by telling me of my business, and how I should drop the search for him. You stated that you yourself wasn't the brightest, and I must admit that I concur with such a fantastical conclusion that you managed to draw up all by yourself."
And then the reality of what V3 told him hit him like a truck. No, it wasn't that V3 did not know of Mark I's location and didn't think Kamui could find him. No, that wasn't it at all. V3 knew how to find Mark I. He simply refrained from telling him, out of the belief that Kamui could not force him to relinquish such information.
Oh, how wrong he was.
"But what you said changes things. I have threatened you, because
you have lied to me, and shattered any semblance of trust we could have had. Had you told me the truth, or in fact spoken amicably and favorably, perhaps this would have been avoided. But no. So, I must be callous. It is a matter of my hand being forced, as it often is by those who truly do not understand who they are facing."
"You blatantly tell me that you know where my quarry is. Yet you refuse to tell me under the fragile notion that I cannot force you, like the ramblings of a small child. And for what reason? You expressed yourself you do not like the beast, yet you protect him so fiercely, and implore for me to relinquish my hunt."
"Frankly, Johnathan, if I so desired I could rip you apart and tear through your brain to shreds with every fiber of my psychic ability in order to obtain the means to find him. Or perhaps just seize control of you and force you to do as I say as a floating torso and head. However, I refrain from doing so for two reasons. One, I have no desire to get violent, for if I did, we wouldn't be talking, and this island would be dust amongst the waters."
"The second reason is I have respect for Planet Earth, even if you do not. I do not wish to step upon the toes of its' government and make an attack on a planet that is not under a flag that I serve. This is what stays my hand. However every moment my patience runs thin and my desire to take you, and transport you to wild space so I can destroy you in the safety of lawless territory grows. I will not give up my hunt, nor will I sit complacent while you hold secrets from me. So I will ask once more with my words. Tell me what I need to know. Where...is....Mark I."
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Post by MARK I on Nov 29, 2018 23:38:08 GMT -5
"I am trying to be nice...fine..." V3 said after some time. The air was thick with tension between them. In truth part of V3 had been wanting Kamui to strike him down, not that he enjoyed it or wanted to experience the pain, he was definitely aware of the things the frost Demon could do. He was scared, though his body was incapable of displaying the emotion, he was on edge. Anticipating the strike to come. He wanted to die. He wanted Kamui to inflict his maximum power upon him and end his life her and now. He would have rather died than gone back to his prison. The island retreat he was on had been like paradise, despite being unable to see his family, despite missing them with every fiber of his being and wishing MARK I would have allowed him to leave the island, and despite the fear of going back to @amatricina , a literal demon lord. V3 knew that before Kamui's strike likely impacted any piece of him MARK I's damned algorithms would intervene. "I will tell you but first..and bear with me. I know you're smart and all.. I would like to apologize for lying to you." He plammed the top of his forehead as if he was ashamed. It wasn't smooth, it wasn't graceful, but the expressions of a man that seemed to hate everything about himself, he couldn't cry but he wished he could. V3 turned to face Kamui now, staring down at the changeling. "I did lie to you. You do not have any reason to trust me..that's not who I am and..I am ashamed of who I have become..not that you care but!... Ok I know you're probably gonna get made but bear with me. You hit a lucky and I mean lucky break with me, I mean seriously you're a math guy right? I mean whada the odds you run into the ONE GUY on the ONE island that happens to know right?!" V3 spread out his arms as if somewhat amused and somewhat frustrated. " So like if you think about it you saved yourself a lot of time. So let me start by saying this." He paused thinking to himself about the next course, the outcome, his next words... "The moon.." V3 finally said. "He will be on the moon but he's not there yet..He sometimes likes to watch over the earth and the moon give a good vantage point and something about the satellites? I don't know. He has a foot print up there, you can check, I can't go up there and show you but like...I suppose when the alignment it right I could blast an orb near the location. So at least than you'll know I am not lying, I know you're Much faster than me and you can stick me with like an energy thing. It will track me so long as I don't remove it, I won't. This will give us like, somethin right?" He paused again seeing to see how the changeling would respond. Obviously you can just go up there and wait for him but I have a feeling you're gonna wanna keep an eye on'me. So it's easier If I just tell you when he's up there. Here's what I want to know... Why, like..can ya not just let it go? err like. Why is this so important to you? What if I told you he..." V3 couldn't believe his own words as he spoke them. He couldn't believe the sensations he was feeling from MARK I. "He..respects you.. Thinks you're an amazing warrior. That when he, did what ever he did to you.." he spoke trying to avoid triggering Kamui "That he believed you had a twenty percent chance of survival..generous..for him.." He feared what would come next. His head shifted towards Amatricina's location. He wondered if the demoness even cared or could sense, perhaps be watching this exchange..probably not, though his data banks informed him somewhat of their relationship in recent times.. Doctor Kaijin Vex W.C: 687/ T.W.C: 3741 |
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Post by Doctor Kaijin Vex on Nov 30, 2018 23:28:14 GMT -5
What a pathetic showcase of a human. Or Android.
Kamui simply wanted the information he came here to attain. This extra bullshit, the apologies, the desire for tears. To him, it was merely another attempt to waste his time. What he was asking wasn't difficult, nor emotionally troubling in any sort of way, so the show of tears and regret and the constant apologizing was just aggravating.
He had already wasted enough time speaking to this man. He wanted his answer, and he wanted it now.
"Answer me, damn you!" He yelled at the man in an attempt to get him to hurry up and answer his question.
And answer him he did.
The moon. The subject of his hatred was bound to head up to the moon. When, Kamui had no idea. But this man was going to alert him as to when. He also suggested that he keep an eye on him, but Kamui held no interest for that. To him, if he had to sit on the moon for an eternity in anticipation for Mark I, then that was fine. As long as this Android wasn't lying to him.
However, if he was, Kamui would hunt him down and obliterate him, as well.
Pointing his pointer finger at the Android, Kamui fired a swift bolt of psychic energy into the man's right breast. It wouldn't hurt, it would simply sink into the skin. It was an energy marker of sorts, formed from psychic energy. This way, Kamui could sense V3 throughout his little hiatus on the moon, to ensure that if this man was indeed lying, he could find the bastard and rip him to shreds. Or bolts. Whichever.
"Insurance you are telling the truth, as well as doing your part. If you work with me, Mark I will be dead by the next morning after the fight."
"And as for your question, this fight is for no other reason then to pay him back for a favor he thought he was doing me. No one insults Kamui Solaris the way he did, and lives to tell the tale. He is the first of a long and growing list of fighters that will die before my might. My limitless power. With every day that passes, every month that fades to dust, I grow stronger. My limits break and I ascend to new heights. When I fight him again, it will be the last time. And he will fall before my groundbreaking strength. The power to raze worlds...change galaxies."
Kamui's eyes flashed towards V3. His stare like daggers. His body began to vibrate, a soft pink glow emanating from him as a small look into his true power was revealed for the public. If V3 was capable of detecting power levels, he would be able to see Kamui's numeral power readings grow from his passive sixty thousand to eighty thousand, then one thousand. Then one hundred sixty thousand. It just kept building....
And if he respects me so, then he should be flattered when I rip out his heart...." Kamui turned his back, his body enveloping him in energy as he began to float in air, preparing to shoot off.
Shoot off towards the moon.
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