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Post by Nightshade on Dec 30, 2017 10:22:50 GMT -8
1 Intro 10 Battle Single Judge
"Why me again?" Thorn asked to the wolf looking navi, not really amused by what the canine navi had dragged him into on his free day.
"It's because my little brother needs to deal with someone that has your kind of area lockup abilities."
The purple dragon scoffed. "Well? You can lock down alot of areas if you want..."
907 sighed. "Look, he already knows what I can do. I fought him already. If I were to fight him again, I would not be able to truly challenge him. K Units adapt fast. Besides, fighting you offers him something I cannot. Fighting a Darkloid usually get you killed. You are the closes to what me have to-"
"Ooohhoh, I'm almost hurt." Thorn teased, looking over to the other side of the field with his usual crap eating grin. "Say, 907. How many times has he been hit in the head to become like this?"
The black furred K Unit growled at Thorn and frowned. "He's not stupid. Also, Nightshade adores him. So, unless you want a very angry Juuka come for your head. I suggest you to keep that muzzle shut. He's not that bad."
"Right, right. I kid." The poison navi replied. "Alright then. I will help you with this BUT you owe me one."
907 rolled his eyes. "Aren't you fed up with those things?"
"Those "things" are my lifeblood. Now shoo to the spectator room."
Thorn stepped forward, slipping off the open toed boots he always wore when not on duty. As soon as his bare claws touched the floor, the ground beneath him began corroding and deteriorating into a poisonois muck. "Alright Fido! Be a good boy and let's get this started."
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Post by Kman on Dec 30, 2017 12:48:32 GMT -8
"Why we here?" the K-unit asked, looking at the larger K-414. "No food here."
"Orders. Some NSD/Animus sponsored spar. Mostly to teach you to not be bad. Now go and do your thing. I'm not going to put up with you if I don't have to."
K-216 made a face at the retreating back of his eldest brother before he turned back to look at 907 and the weird purple creature that was with him. The beast looked to be toxic in nature which K-216 wasn't exactly fine with...but there was little that he could do with that sort of thing. He had been pulled into this and so he was going to fight aginst him with everything he had. Besides, he had been granted temporary access to his full power for this to see both what he could do against a darkloid, and one that specialized in poisons, at his maximum efficiency. He had been mostly limited by the AS as they hadn't really deemed his programming 'safe' enough to allow him the full power.
But here, he'd be able to fight without reservation, and that excited him.
"Fido? Who that?" the creature asked, even as the floor around Thorn began to deteriorate. "You be seeing doubles and triples soon. And bigger than that," the creature continued, not actually knowing what came after triples before he slammed his hands down onto the ground, achoring himself as he began to shake himself, his head flailing left and right to speeds where it looked lke there were two, and then three and then more as several wolves began to tear themselves out of K-216 and in the span of just a few seconds, clone after clone began to tear themselves out of K-216's body, and soon Thorn found himself fightning not six of the creatures, as he may have been expecting.
In fact, 907 might have been surprised as well to find the two dozen copies of the creature all bickering and growling and just making a general cacophonay from themselves.
"GONNA EAT YOU!" they roared, readying themselves for whatever the darkloid had prepared as they focused in on him.
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Post by Nightshade on Dec 30, 2017 13:37:05 GMT -8
"My, oh my..." Thorn stated, very much amused by the K-Unit's abilities. "You left even your brother up there with his jaw on the ground."
True enough, K907's jaw was hanging open. He could be seen shaking his head to regain focus before leaning over to 414 and whispering "If Nightshade.rx were to know he's here and saw this... he would be begging you to let him hug little brother while also asking for CrossNavi data."
The poison navi chuckled once again. Well then. Twenty plus five additional targets. It was a really good thing he had beaten up that bug dude just a day before. This would get interesting.
The dragon stomped forward and roared even louder than the 216s, just to assert dominance. In mere seconds, the entirety of the battle stage decayed into a poisonous swamp. All the combatants would find themselves sinking in knee deep in the viscous liquid. It would prove harder to move around, not counting that the liquit itself was eating away at anything inside it rather painfully. The atmosphere itself worsened as well. Vapors seemed to be emitted by the swamp, saturating the area. Said vapor seemed to have the same properties of Mustard Gas, mixed with hydrocloridric acid...and its concentration in the room was increasing every second.
The dragon did not advance nor attack yet, he opted to prepare himself for the incoming onlsaught of clones. DarkPower surged around his body as he slotted in various different DarkChips one after the other. Thorn's body seemingly buffed up, increasing his muscle mass a little. Not a surprise, given that he lived off DarkChips. of course his body would react positively to their corruption.
The Darkloid just kept staring at his opponent with a trollface plastered on his muzzle. He curled his tail around himself and used the tip to wave a "come at me bro" gesture at the wolf pack.
Things were about to get real. For now, he would study how 216 and his friends moved around his Poison Stage.
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Post by Kman on Dec 30, 2017 14:53:37 GMT -8
"This floor hot!" "Not hot, just burn!" "Things that hot burn!" "But things that burn not always hot!" "That make no sense! You stupid!" "You not get it mean you stupid!"
Four of the clones were currently engaged in a debate, and it wasn't long before the four of them were simply yelling at one another, completely ignoring Thorn while they turned into a brawl amongst the four of them. The other clones looked at one another for a moment before back to Thorn, noting that the creature was beckoning them forward. There was suddenly a chorus of howls and yelling, and a trio of the creatures from behind the foursome that were all tearing one another apart moved as one, slamming their shoulders into the group. The one on the bottom simply fell forward, his face slamming into the much and giving a low whining sound as he pulled himself up and out.
The remaining three, however, hurtled forward toward Thorn like three vaguely wolf-shaped missiles, all claws and fangs as they surged forth. This was noted by others and soon they began to work in unison, with one out of every two clones hunkering down into the acidic swamps, ignoring the damage that their frame was taking and letting one of their allies climb up out of the muck, using themselves as stepping stools before launching themselves forward as well.
Thorn had a trio incoming at direct high speeds, and then about another dozen wolves coming in from every which way, all aiming to simply sink their fangs and claws into the purple dragon. They were absolutely heedless of any damage to themselves so far, seeming not at all. They were a hivemind and while they were all aware of the damage being dealt to them, they were focused more on simply tearing Thorn to pieces first and foremost. K-414 glanced to K-907. "216 is too experimental to do anything with right now. Besides, from what I've heard about him, I don't think anyone would want more than one Nightshade running around," he grunted, merely watching K-216's heedless, and slightly genius, approach.
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Post by Nightshade on Dec 30, 2017 15:41:35 GMT -8
907's eyes twitched and moved around, green in color. The K unit could probably already see what both combatants were going to do next. "I'm supposed to be the experimental Unit here, big brother. Half Breed between Animus and NSD. But while I mostly agree with you on everyhing..." He pointed at 216 and his army of clones. "...he's got potential. I guess Nightshade saw something in him we don't."
"...clever girls..." Thorn mused, acknowledging the wolves' ingenius plan to circumvent the effects of his Poison. He stood still, waiting for the three little puppies to try and gnaw at him. As soon as their claws and teeth came into contact with the poisonous dragon, Thorn was literally torn apart. However, the pack would soon realize that the result would not be what they had intended. As Thorn's gelatinous body was shredded to pieces, poison sprayed everywhere completely drenching the three main attackers and threathening to reach the others.
The severed limbs of the poison navi would melt away into the swamp as soon as they came into contact with it. On the far back side of the arena, the poison throbbed and sloshed, raising and slowly reshaping into the navi that had been mauled not too long ago. The cat was out of the bag. Now everyone knew Thorn's little secret. He was literally made with poison. He WAS the poison.
"I have to thank the Shadow Devil for donating me a gelatinous body and this nice morphing powers. Even though it almost killed me with 'em" The Poison Dragon would casually comment. It seemed that not only he was able to pull that bait and switch trick, but the pure poison navi seemed to also have inherited some of the Devil's astounding defensive prowess. There was hardly any actual damage on him...and he seemed to be healing it off by drawing more Poison and DarkPower inside his body.
Thorn would extend his left arm at the pack, his thee fingered claw morphing into a Buster like shape. K907 paled.
The dragon's face changed into a sadistic smile as the DarkSpreader her was holding aimed at one target after the other, tremendously increasing its charge every time it locked onto a 216. The dragon was euphoric. With 26 targets on the battlefield his Spreader would prove 520% more powerful than normal. And he was itching to shoot it.
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Post by Kman on Dec 30, 2017 17:20:28 GMT -8
"If you think you're the only experiment then you'd be dead wrong," K-414 grunted, glancing back at the other. "You're an experiment, he's an experiment. There's a few hundred other designations and about half of them are still in the experimental stage," the beast grunted, shaking his shoulders and rolling around the mass of hair around his neck. "And the only potential he's got is the potential to be twenty times as annoying," K-414 growled, clearly not impressed with the youngster. The attacks from the numerous K-line navis had done some tremendous damage, or so it had seemed. Each attack tore through the purple dragon like they were biting through gelatin, and for a moment, the creatures thought that this fight might be over sooner, rather than later. However, as they tore through the creature, suddenly bursts of toxins came out, firing in all directions, and drenching the three most primary of them.
"AUGH IT BURNS! PUT OUT FIRE!" "WENT OVER THIS. NOT FIRE!" "STILL BURN LIKE FIRE!"
The three gave low grunting sounds before they seemingly dissipated into data, letting the thick sludge that covered them simply drop to the arena floor, adding to the swamp that already existed...but they weren't deleted. The data floated for a second before it flew outward, back into the rest of the clones and empowering them slightly, only before the three re-emerged, looking no worse for wear. At this point, the creatures realized that Thorn was monologuing about something. They glanced outward, noting the buster that the creature had leveled upon all of them.
"Darkchip. Dark Spreader." "What do?" "Prepare howl. Form rank."
As they finished speaking, as Thorn was getting near to charging it to full, suddenly its power would dwindle as the creatures all turned into translucent versions of themselves, all pulling back into the main K-216 unit, leaving a singular target. As each did so, it had been forming an glow of energy in its maw, and as each was brought back to the fold, that power increased each time until when there was just the one, the raw power in its maw was pulsing with the power of a sun. Leaning low and anchoring all four claws in the muck, which bothered it much less now, K-216 unleashed a raw burst of energy, searing outward like a wave of plasma, headed right for Thorn.
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Post by Nightshade on Dec 30, 2017 17:51:12 GMT -8
"I would say he's actually quite capable. Yet again, I can understand your fear of getting replaced would push you to say that. My algorythms predict that he could accomplish standard virus routines...about 12.34% faster and 9.57% more efficiently." 907 wasn't usually one to tease, but he too sometimes just wished to poke 414 a little. The guy's virus busting record was flawless, but that did not mean he had to be that hard set on stuff or have unreasonably high standards. Even a small % increase can lead to success.
"Tch, I knew it wouldn't be that easy." Thorn growled, frustrated at the disrespectful KUnit and his intuition. Even if he killed the clones, they would just reform. The only way he could prevail was to target the real 216 and submit him.
As soon as his opponent fired, Thorn released his own attack. The beams clashed and exploded, sending the dragon away from where he was. Sadly, the shockwave had been a little disorienting, leaving the darkloid open to retaliation.
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Post by Kman on Dec 31, 2017 11:27:21 GMT -8
"And cause who knows how many problems in the process," K-414 growled. "He's also not a virus-buster. He could have some skill at it but he's too trigger happy to do anything of that high of consequence. He's a reconnaissance Navi. He'll be able to, when he finally gets his head in gear, cover and canvasse a large area in a very short amount of time. Combat wasn't really meant to be his forte but as you can see, he's not exactly a slouch in that department. He just needs more experience. A lot of it." The explosion from the two bursts of energy slmaming into one another had sent K-216 flying backward as well, but unlike the dragon, K-216 had a bit more ability to work with, here. As he flew backward, several clones began to emerge from him again, pulling the mutt down from the sky to the ground, the group of five landing with a hard thud, before the one atop them began to thrash about and it was only a moment later when the five that had been ready to go up and gang on Thorn were suddenly engaged in a brawl amongst themselves.
"You did!" "Did not! Helped!" "No help!" "Show you how 'help'!"
Thorn had more than enough time to get his bearings back before the five paused, slightly scratched and bruised, panting slightly. Realizing that, again, they weren't here to fight one another (the slight poison eating away at their feet and calves giving that away,) the creatures all turned to face Thorn now, before each of them gave a low growl. They opened their maw in tandem, before unleashing five different streams of raw energy out at the purple dragon. As they did, the clones didn't seem to mass produce as they had before, finding that it made more sense for them to simply keep a smaller, more organized front against the Toxic Terror.
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Post by Nightshade on Jan 3, 2018 0:06:37 GMT -8
K907 nodded. Perhaps, if his performance is...satisfactory...we could put a positive word for him, in case the AS doesn't acknowledge on their own. Much like Nightshade.rx, I too wouldn't mind making sure 216 gets his experience. I seem to have been gifted way more patience than the standard K-Unit and I can confirm that within NSD, training regiments for our Agents have proven quite effective. Agent Thorn.tx here is a good example of that.
Thorn was quick on his feet again. Didn't take much for the poison dragon to recover. Seeing as the wolf pack had decided to go for ranged combat, he had to figure out something to get closer.
Drawing more poison from the ground into his body, Thorn's regenerative abilities kicked in. He wouldn't want the K Unit slowly wittling him down while he struggled to get close to the real body.
DarkPower surged from within, Thorn's hands sparkling with purple lightnings. A sphere of electricity formed in front of him, the key to his next move. Holding the DarkThunder with both of his clawed, three fingered hand he charged the five wolves that were now present on the battlefield. With a slide, he dodged the first blast. A barrier for the second. The third one was coolly sidestepped.
Now that he was closer to the five, it was becoming increasingly difficult to avoid getting hit. Having no other way around it, Thorn was forced to jump over the fourth beam. The fifth would have hit...if Thorn didn't know how to dodge midair. Using the DarkThunder as a support, he slid on top and over the last beam attack, ending right in front of a clone and slamming the DarkThunder right on his muzzle.
"GOTCHA!"
He hoped this attack connected. Thanks to the paralyzing abilities of the DarkChip he used he would have a clone of 216 defenseless...and ready for assimilation.
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Post by Kman on Jan 9, 2018 11:13:30 GMT -8
"With all due respect, your opinion doesn't mean a darn thing," K-414 spoke. "The fact that you meddle with Darkloids is more than enough reason to keep you at arm's length," he continued, watching the fight. "You're a half-breed, 907. You don't belong to the NSD, and you don't belong to the Syndicate. You'd do well to remember that," K-414 continued. He didn't really know, or care, how 907 viewed him. But unlike 216, 501, 358 and the scores of others back at the Syndicate Headquarters, 907 wasn't family. He was like a step-child that was brought into the family and everyone was simply expected to get along with. He would work with 907 when the orders called for it, but he didn't trust the dual-developed figure in the slightest. "Incoming!" one of the wolves called, though it wasn't excactly of much help considering that, by the time any of them had managed to shout, the purple dragon navi had swiftly avoided their attacks, and pushed the DarkChip directly down onto one of the clones' faces. The affected target gave a howl of rage at the sudden electrical impulse moving through its system, rendering the entirety of its body unable to move as the attack connected.
Of course, the hivemind that was K-216 had already calculated out when the 'incoming' was shouted which of the various targets that the poisonous darkloid was going after. Five viewpoints all processed his movements and where he might come and so the other four were simply ready right on target as soon as the attack came close. In order for the darkchip to connect, Thorn would have to touch the body. And there would be a moment when Thorn would have to be attacking, rather than retreating, if he was going to do what he was aiming to do.
And it was in that instant when the DarkThunder tore through one of the many bodies of K-216 that the other four unleashed another wave of raw energy from their maw. It was a simple attack, but it was effective, and more so with the number of his bodies that would all fire it at the same time. They sacrificed one of their own in order to have the ability to fight back against their target. Should Thorn stay still, he would get pummeled by the energy, but potentially still get off whatever he was after with the body. Or he could attempt to evade and give the body of the K-unit enough time to recover to avoid such a fate.
Even as this happened, K-216 showed his own adaptability as data began to pull itself out of the other bodies, forming another small swarm of another four bodies, leaving eight now in total. The four new ones still stayed on the backs of their origin, not risking any contact with the poisonous swamp if they could help it. They did not attack alongside, but were simply available and ready for any new change in tactic that Thorn might try.
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Post by Nightshade on Jan 9, 2018 12:30:03 GMT -8
"So it would seem." 907 replied. "I guess only time will show me where I belong. Say, 414, how fast is the average response time for a standard K-Unit to obey a given command from their assigned NetOp? In Milliseconds."
Thorn had been taken off guard. His attack connected, but the sheer adaptability of 216 was truly remarkable. He had to move quickly if he wanted to do what he wanted to d-
No, wait. Something wasn't right.
Realization struck the Poison Dragon like...K216 attack. A massive explosion followed the clash between Thorn's DarkThunder and the K-Unit's Energy wave.
For a few moments, the entire area was silent. Then, a figure slowly walked out of the smoke and poisonous vapors. Sporting a darker, two tones shade of purple on his scales, a pair of golden eyes death stared the many clones. Thorn's smug grin and playful attitude had gone completely. His figure had changed slightly as well. He was...bulky as 216, a good two feet higher too.
Holding the clone he had paralyzed by the throat, with his claws inside of said throat, dragging it alongside him it was clear that Thorn was currently channeling his DarkSoul. The poor, now withered clone was thrown away. Just like he had done with the Shadow Devil, Thorn appeared to have some sort of mild leeching abilities. His poison had broken down the clone's code into smaller pieces, assimilating the part of it that gave 216 the caracteristc strenght of any K-Unit.
"Alright, lil pup. I say we played around long enough." Thorn growled. Then, suddenly, energy began gathering on his arm. The more K216 waited around the more Thorn was able to gather energy for his next and most probably final move. Fragments of bug data released from his body and got absorbed by the energy gathering around Thorn's arm, suddenly lashing out into a Dark Purple blade with a Crimson edge.
The infamous BugRise Sword had been charged.
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Post by Kman on Jan 28, 2018 9:36:09 GMT -8
"Don't know," the beast answered honestly to his conversation partner. "As soon as Richard tells me to do something, I do it. Figure if you want specifics you'll have to ask him. But he'll probably just push up his glasses and say, "That's classified," so good luck with getting any information out of him about it." K-414 rolled his shoulders in some variation of a shrug, but said nothing more. The creatures watched as their impromptu plan worked, all firing Thorn back away from the main body...but as they continued to look on, they saw him re-emerge, looking a great bit more powerful than he had a moment ago. "Dark Soul?" one of the clones asked, before another nodded.
"Dark Soul."
"We can't have that. Not fair."
"Also can't die. Not fair for him?"
"Nothing fair in life!" one of the clones declared, earning a chattering agreement among the others before the glitched data began to swarm around Thorn's right arm, and as it did, it continued to get steadily more dangerous-looking. The clones gave a small sound then as they moved, beginning to spread out in a wide formation, not wanting to be concentrated together for a single swing of that oversized weapon.
They knew that getting hit by it would be an exercise in deletion, but being as spread out as they were, they hoped to avoid most of the impact. Even so, Thorn would also see their bodies start to go a little translucent as the clones were readying themselves for a merger again, coming back into the main body. Wherever Thorn aimed, those versions of K-216 would merge back into the original body, and render them mostly immune to the damage that would be caused by it...but the bugged nature of the weapon made it curious whether or not that would have any effect at all.
They were used to enemies attacking with widespread weaponry however, so Thorn might also consider they may be rather...prepared for an attack of this magnitude. "Dark Soul?" K-414 sneered. "NSD playing with fire." he grunted, disgust evident in his voice.
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Post by Nightshade on Jan 28, 2018 10:43:50 GMT -8
The smaller wolf hybrid stood still for a few seconds. "Right." He replied, frowning at the latter's remark about Thorn. "You should keep quiet and observe. Thorn is more than capable of controlling his powers. You should thank him you have data on bug and glitches. Who do you think was used as a guinea pig to test those DarkChips no one would want to use? Even if you don't like him, I must remind you that he's still a Captain of one of our Spec Ops divisions and has a higher rank than mine. You might not like him, but you still owe him respect. He can kick your ass without you even noticing if he wished to."
Thorn slammed his paw on the ground. He was liking his new body. Absorbing data from 216 made him bulky and at this point he realized that to truly beat 216 he only had to outpower rather than outsmart. Looking up at the observatory, he noticed K414's disgruntled face. He gave a cocky grin and a theatrical bow as a response. Not wishing to wast his limited time, he returned his focus to the pack of wolves.
"Nice body you have. Thanks for the powerup. Here's a gift from me!" He stated, grinning as coky as ever. He raised the BugRise Sword, before bringing it down on the clones that were still active. The legendary sword seemed to rip through the very fabric of the net as it slashed, one moment it was aimed at one clone, the other it had glitched towards another opponent. With the poison dragon in the middle of the room and the Kpack, it looked like the sword was able to hit all of the clones at once for a considerable amount of damage.
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Post by Kman on Feb 2, 2018 17:29:35 GMT -8
Battle Post: 6 K-414 looked at his half-brother for a moment. "I guess that the NSD isn't as obsessed with their public image as the Syndicate. Richard chewed out someone the other day for suggesting a K-line unit with one of those darksouls. He doesn't normally get that angry but he does around that. But he's committed to his job, I'll give him that." The wolf gave a savage grin then at the other's continued words. "Oh yeah? I'll take him on. Tell your higher ups. Let's see if this corrosion he's got can handle something like me." If there was one thing that the army of K-units weren't prepared for, it was the bugged blade slashing through not only their hides, but everything in between their hides, and simultaneously nothing at all as it simply just 'leapt' from one target to the next as if they were all in a line. The several wolves that had been hit gave yelps of pain, and some of them simply faded way to data which hovered in the air for a moment before the remaining 1's and 0's shot through the air, returning to the source.
"Mean dragon!" the lead K-216 roared, his body glitched and bugging out from where the attack had landed, leaving a rather large gash across his chest. He grunted then, and for a moment, K-216 seemed super-imposed on himself, as if there was another one of them layered over the first. He reared back and gave a roar, the power shaking the foundations of the area. Up above, K-414 wwould exhale, before seemingly connecting to another video feed for someone to observe as it happened.
K-216's head began to shake back and forth, but not in a way that you might expect. It was almost like a horror movie in how the rest of his body didn't seem to move all that quickly, but his upper torso swung back and forth in anger, other limbs starting to emerge from his hide. "KILL KILL KILL!" the voices chanted in unison as he shifted and twitched, his whole body shuddering from the effects his body was under. Seven arms came out from various parts of his body, as well as several legs and a half-dozen snarling, angry maws thrust out from his back, his chest, and so forth. In less then a frame, the location of the limbs switched again, and again, and again. "KILL KILL KILL!" the creature roared again, the voices coming out in various pitches and octaves, the whole of the creature seeming to almost be coming apart.
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Post by Nightshade on Feb 6, 2018 2:26:11 GMT -8
K907 chuckled. "His corrosion will be the last thing you'll need to worry about, big brother... But if you'd like to get your ass beat, I'll schedule another sparring mach between us and the AS. In the end, it will only make all of us stronger."
Thorn slightly tilted his head at the strange K-Unit. "Did I break your brain? Oh, wait. That wasn't me. You were already stupid on your own." He added with his usual theatrical coky demeanour.
Somewhere in the world Nightshade's tail twitches and he looks around confused cause someone could have just insulted his favourite K.
The poison dragon decided that he wanted a little more of K216's power. Now, how to grab hold of another clone to leech off of it? Suddenly, his brain gave him a pretty good idea. He wouldn't assimilate one. He would assimilate all of them. The AS probably had backup data anyway. "Come on, lil pup. Now it's just you and me. I killed all your little clones of yours. Oh ho! You almost got me though. I give you that. A little more of them and I would have been swarmed."
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