Heck on Earth | OPEN Sept 16, 2019 15:24:34 GMT -6
Post by Chromo on Sept 16, 2019 15:24:34 GMT -6
HECK ON EARTH
CHROMO'S TOTAL PL: 1 (164k BASE | SUPPRESSION)
West City was a vast, intricate, labyrinth of noisy streets and alleys. Chromo remembered the incessant honking of vehicles even before the sun rose when he lived there. A sheet of smoke, coughed up from countless engines and factories, seamlessly interlaced with the gray clouds above. But even now, Chromo could smell the fresh batches of sweet and spicy rolls being baked for the upcoming lunch hour rush. This city was his birthplace, but looking at the spires still filled him with dread.
He'd hopped off Belle's ship as it descended a few hours ago from excitement, unintentionally leaving Tarch in the dust as well... But to be honest, he was glad to be alone for once. He forgot how much of a handful Tarch was normally, and now especially that he insisted on dragging that girl wherever he went... Chromo sighed. He didn't want to think about any of that right now. He didn't want to be here- how had he forgotten what made him leave Earth in the first place?
...Well, Tarch seemed insistent on having Chromo be good and fix his mistakes. So, he planned to impress him by taking initiative! With a Cherry Blast Hetap he'd borrowed from an unattended picnic basket, Chromo puffed out his chest as he stealthily trodded through the city's bleak and gray alleyways, spread through the capitol like veins. Fear and doubt flooded his chest- he wanted to run out of this stupid city... With one last sigh, Chromo skittered under a dumpster near the alleyway's exit, breaching into the congested streets of civilians and the clammer of vehicles. It was now or never.
"HI PEOPLE HELLO HOW ARE YOU-" He bounded out of hiding with his Hetap in hand. The unsuspecting crowd he entered gasped, taking several steps back from the giant, talking insect that seemed to appear from thin air. "SO I DID A THING BUT I BROUGHT A, UH, THING, ITS A HETAP AND AND--" Chromo stammered, opening one of his eyes to see the fearful faces of the paralyzed crowd. "Y-you're..." One woman stammered, pulling her child closer. "Y-You're the one who killed..." Chromo's nervous expression grew more fearful and unsure. "...I didn't mean t-" He began to mutter, but everyone already scattered screaming at the return of the monster who'd nearly torn their home off the map.
After having a shoe thrown at his face, Chromo hissed and whined as he bolted back into the alleys. He could hear sirens getting closer already, but he still knew the city like the back of his hand. Five minutes of sprinting later, Chromo came to a stop to catch his breath at a dead end that he forgot was there. Slumping against the wall to wipe his running nose and teary eyes, Chromo looked down at his Hetap. He really liked Hetap, and was going to offer it as an apology gift of the sort. Hetap made him happy, so it could make some West City people happy! But... With a hiss, he angrily chucked the drink against the wall. The metal can splattered like a bug, leaving the beetle to slump in defeat with a pitiful whimper. Why did he think any of this was a good idea?
Chromo looked beside him, spotting a tattered flyer with a torn corner- "BEWARE" it warned. There was a picture of a frightening insectoid creature on it... Well, they got his face wrong. He didn't look that scary, did he? Chromo kicked it away and into the wind. If people were still yelling about his return, he knew trouble would be on it's way. He didn't want any more trouble. Which way was the way out of the city from here, again?
[UT1] Sugarcoat suppresses Chromo's Power Level to 1.