A Face Only a Mother Could Love | INVITE Jun 21, 2019 12:52:53 GMT -6
Post by Chromo on Jun 21, 2019 12:52:53 GMT -6
A FACE ONLY A MOTHER COULD LOVE
CHROMO'S PL: 1,950,000 (x13 | 150k BASE)
"RREEEEEEEAAAUGHK--!!" A shrill cry pieced the night skies. The rocky crags were basked in a destructive red aura, splitting a mesa nearby right down the middle before crumbling it into pieces. Chromo had tried everything to little avail, so he was trying to relieve his agonizing stress the only way he'd learned how- by blowing everything in his general vicinity into pieces. Thankfully, this time, a city wasn't at stake in the face of his wrath.
Chromo heaved, tapping his four legs onto the rocks below. The once pristine, orange bluffs were stricken with black ash and burns- provided they weren't already melted or crumbled into dust. The air crackled with energy- the bolts lurched into the clouded skies, dispelling the clouds to reveal the starry skies above. Chromo closed his eyes and slumped, growling to himself. Was this just how his life was going to be from now on? Endless running, with no home to come back to? He wasn't entirely sure, but Chromo knew that this was karma coming back to bite him.
He'd aimlessly rampaged in the empty wastelands for a good half an hour- while his ki was expended, his pain still remained. With little more than a snarl and whine, Chromo would flop against a pile of crumbled boulders. The blackened rocks were still hot, freshly melted by the earlier blasts. The once quaking earth had calmed as the bio-android attempted to rest, curling his wings over his body. His brown eyes turned to the stars above. He just wanted something to tell him what was the right thing to do- he had no idea what was what anymore... The murderer knew that was wishful thinking. He made his bed and now he had to lie in it.