Fight for Your Life [SAGA - OPEN DE] || Now CLOSED Jun 16, 2018 1:22:46 GMT -6 Maple and Chamil like this
Post by Amber Cross on Jun 16, 2018 1:22:46 GMT -6
The small android halted her forward march, as the goat demon shot in front of her. There was a sphere of menacing energy clutched in one of Chamil's hands, as she ranted about the insanity and confusion the smaller girl had caused. Apparently, the mind-controlling demon was sick of being toyed with, which was morbidly ironic.
Suppressing a snicker of her own, the girl rose to her full stature and glared at the taller demon. Her voice was clear, as Amber addressed Chamil.
“Imagine if your entire life, your entire purpose of existing, was founded upon a flawed principle. Designed by a man who can't let his own dreams die with him. I'm an unfortunate result of that flaw, a sentient AI unable to pick my own path. At least...that was the case until thirty seconds ago.”
Flicking a thumb over her shoulder, the girl gestured towards the bloody chip on the ground.
“I now have the freedom to choose my own path, my own course of action. I've ran the numbers, done the scans...and your team, the Stargoons, are the most powerful on Earth. There are a few anomalies in the scans, for sure, but those are anomalies and not norms.”
There was a loud boom, as an unconscious body slammed into the earth nearby. The android recognized the face of the Assassin sent to kill her. She also recalled his silence when she had tried to get information from him. Turning away from Chamil, the girl began walking towards the unconscious body.
“I'd rather pick the side of a team that has absolute strength and dominion. After all, peace is a flawed concept within itself. I can rewrite my own core protocol, change myself down to a molecular level, if given enough time.”
As the girl walked forward, her red hair shifted a white color. It was an unnerving shift, as the color simply drained from her hair. Her uniform began shifting shades, red becoming a dark black. The smile on her face could only be described as 'evil', as the girl halted staring down at the unconscious Doragon. Nudging his comatose form with a foot, the girl looked up at Chamil.
“Talking about change is nice and all...but demonstrations make for a better statement.”
Bringing her fist up, the girl charged it full of energy. White energy surrounded her fist, as she slammed it down on the head of Cobane. An awful crack would fill the air, as blood splattered the small girl. Rising to her standing position, the girl would lift the dead corpse up. Throwing it towards Mumbo, the girl would speak.
“I'm changing from a unwilling servant of peace to a driven agent of chaos. This should show my conviction, right? And Warmaster....I'll pick up whatever slack that trash left behind, so please don't destroy me in a display of power and emotion.”
There would be sarcasm in her tone, as the girl waited for the obvious reaction of all fighters present. Her declaration had been made; whether someone did something to her was up to fate.
No Change in PL!
KP - 4/7, -1
Used [N1] Knuckle Blaster
to KILL Cobane!