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Post by "Bill" on Dec 3, 2017 15:55:53 GMT -8
*The bustling life in The Heap churned as navis forged and built many contraptions to serve purposes crucial and benign. Atop all of the favela-style forges, homes, and businesses crested a volcano, smoke emanating from the top, as mighty as the woman who called its caverns her home. To any who could listen, the woman was angry, berating seemingly a child who was disobedient. In between swearing and screaming an occasional ring of smoke billowed out, as if the volcano itself were trying to give the angry woman space.*
Embera: ...AND THAT'S WHY I TOLD YOU TO COME TO THE HEAP NIGHTSHADE!
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Post by Nightshade on Dec 3, 2017 23:48:29 GMT -8
Nightshade kept quiet with his arms folded and an unamused look on his face. "I'm right here you know? You can stop screaming. It's the whole day I try to follow you all around the world. It's not that easy to track you if one moment you're in Netopia, the other in Creamland and the other elsewhere."
The little cat navi repeatedly tapped his paw on the ground in frustration. Sure enough she wasn't as patient as his big sister. He had come to respect Thrash's infinite patience, and she was a darkloid even. Still, the place itself did not seem too hospitable. And if Pompeii thaught something, living under an active volcane wasn't a good idea.
However, he didn't really come here for leisure. The mad woman in a clearly disproportionate armor wanted to train the juuka...and he was happy to oblige, for the time being. With all the crazy things that had happened lately he was more than happy to disappear for a little while and hone his juuka powers. He knew that since his first beast out he had just scratched the tip of the iceberg. He could do so much more with it.
Nightshade pouted at Embera. "Next time, you try keeping your juuka urges in check. I'm holding somewhat better than the previous ones, but if I see fighting the beast within wants blood. You should be thankful I actually the second navi in 500 years that has control over this form. The other one being no one but Mega himself."
With his tail waving in slow arcs behind him, the black cat like navi looked up at the armored lady.
"Why so heated up anyway? We barely know eachother since we met at Ranmount. Why are you so interested in me?"
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Post by "Bill" on Dec 4, 2017 7:47:46 GMT -8
Embera's usual hot-headed demeanor fell away to laughter as Nightshade offered his rebuke. It was an uproarous laughter, almost condescending, as she threw her hands up in a mock surrender.*
Embera: Oh gee! Thank you for controlling the jolly green giant in your chest! So grateful!
*Emberas left hand dropped as she took off her helmet with her right. She stared down Nightshade with an intensity and distaste for his attitude.*
Embera: Be that as it may, having that thing in your chest is a fun thing given how much the NIA hates tough guys. Before we begin I need to know why you desire more power. You're here in the mouth of a volcano, where few can survive, and youre rather unscathed, so why do you want more?
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Post by Nightshade on Dec 4, 2017 8:40:45 GMT -8
Nightshade stomped his foot paw so hard it smashed the ground under it. "You think this is some kind of game for me? That I am happy to run in circles all the time?"
He frustratingly pointed at the cave exit. "Maybe it is for all the people out there that have been created oh so special. Oh look, I have been given a program that allows me to steal any ability ever created I am the best. Oh look I can kill millions with sheer cold am I not the greatest?" He said as he waved his claw up and down.
"Genesis here, Forte there...it's all about whatever the f*** people like Genesis do. What about the many others nameless joes out there that struggle to do ANYTHING while oppressed by such people?"
He pulled his foot out of the hole he created, not even noticing his form reacting to his rage and turning Juuka.
"I broke my back every darn day of my stupid life training, I've been always been treated like nothing but a joke. I have always done nothing but eat mud all life, people barely taking notice of me. My actions never meant a thing. And while I STRUGGLED to see any sort of improvement they could just snap their fingers and put an empire to their knees!"
The little juuka growled in anger. Apparently, mocking him got his feral side triggered hard.
"Why more? You take me here and then you ask me why more? Don't you even realize the situation I'm in? I have people dear to me to protect. I have family figures that I want to make sure are safe. Either I get enough power to stop Genesis and co. or we all are forced to live as their puppets and bow down in fear while they take our freedom!
Hmpf, like you would ever understand a single word I'm saying. I'm sure you too never had to deal with all the underdog bull I had to go through. Hell, I am most probably only here because I became the new Juuka, because you just wanted to play around with the new exotic thing that happened on the net for a while. Even if you would understand you simply would not care. This is obviously just a fun activity for you."
The little cybeast was now belly to belly with the fire lady, and had to stand on the tip of his paws to match eye level. "Well, what now? You got a juuka right in front of you. Just like you wanted. Let's see how much time it takes for you to be done playing around with me like everyone else and you'll get bored or if you actually wish to help me."
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Post by "Bill" on Dec 4, 2017 9:12:40 GMT -8
*Embera held her smile as Nightshade driveled on with his pity party. It wasnt until he spoke the Overlord's name that she snapped gripping the juuka by the throat, she tossed him back in a rage.*
Embera: You think you know Genesis? The man who fought Titans themselves to keep you alive?! The one who never asked to be bothered with justice but took on the world's problems?! I know the underdog feeling. I know what its like to not even have your own identity. But unlike you I got past that and asserted myself. Now boy you're right that I dont care, but unlike Genesis, I'm very much something to be worried about...so...you have one chance to apologize for your statement because....
*The volcano hushed its churning as it seemed to cool. Embera absorbed the heat energy and glowed a dim, reddish white light that twisted almost sinisterly as she kept her angered gaze toward nightshade, an eerie smile slowly creeping up her face.*
Embera: I'll delete you, then I will find your loved ones, and delete them too. I'll wipe every tie you made from existence "Nighty." Little Inori will scream for her little boyfriend as I gut her, telling her about how pitiful he was, to just let it happen....
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Post by Nightshade on Dec 4, 2017 9:44:47 GMT -8
Nightshade fell quiet. "...don't you even dare touch MY Inori."
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Post by "Bill" on Dec 4, 2017 9:54:53 GMT -8
*Embera hummed a small chuckle as Nightshade played cautiously. Taking her hand and gesturing to Nightshade, she replied with an eerie calmness.*
Embera: That sounds more like a threat than an apology...tell me, you spend a lot of time looking at her. What do you think would hurt more? Breaking her neck with each individual snap, or bleeding her out and watching her lose everything that makes her exist? What kind of face do you think she'd make before she disappeared? I like to think it'd be quite a sight of fear, pain, and maybe acceptance at the end when she realizes Little Nighty let her down.
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Post by Nightshade on Dec 4, 2017 10:06:40 GMT -8
As she was talking, the juuka had already locked onto her. By the time she said "Nighty" He was already ready to smash his clawed feet really hard into her face with his trademark roundhouse kick, with enough fore to send anyone a few meters backwards.
A flick of a tail and he was already springing of the ground, zig zagging all the way back to her face in hopes to sink his claw in he armor, while simoultaniously loading up various battlechips.
"SHUT UP!!"
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Post by "Bill" on Dec 5, 2017 10:39:29 GMT -8
*Embera saw Nightshade finally snap. It never did take much with loverboys, did it? Crossing her arms and absorbing the kick, Embera slid back. She was not amused enough yet, so she simply moved her head, exposing her neck to Nightshade. As the claw sunk in, Embera laughed that same condescending sneer.*
Embera: Well, everybody gets one, kid....
*Now it was Embera's turn. With one fist, she drove it deep into Nightshade's abdomen, tearing his claw from her neck, allowing her body to heal properly. Getting herself into a more properly- postured stance, Embera gestured with a sinister grin.*
Embera: Come on boy, show me what a cybeast can do.
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