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Post by Carro Hofferson on Apr 5, 2020 13:32:33 GMT -6
COGS IN A MACHINE
CARRO's PL: 100 (ANTISENSE) || LEO: 200,000 (NOT YET PRESENT)
An inconvenience like death wasn't nearly enough to keep Carro from doing his job. Sure, he was still working on rehearsing what he was even supposed to say when he got around making his current condition public, but he'd worry about that later. Fighting off world-ending apocalypses wasn't the only duty of a President- Carro still wanted to do every little thing he could to ease his peoples' troubles.
So that brought him out here- some of their usual workers called in sick, so they'd appointed the inconspicuous little robot to do some deliveries instead. The last on his list was to drop off and set up some new, updated equipment for one of South City's hospitals... But how was Carro supposed to know these things would be so heavy?!
The tiny robot grit his pixellated death in strain as he pushed a hulking generator in place outside of the building. His shirt and pants were already littered with oil stains, old and new. Carro wiped his brow on instinct even though there was no need for him to as a machine. There were still more fragile machines he had to work out how to bring inside loaded in his truck, which was parked outside- complete with the Crop Co. logo on it's hood. Still, he found himself hoping that the day where the worst of his worries was merely unloading supplies instead of if some wise guy would try to blow up his planet tomorrow or the next day.
Ah well, at least right at this moment, he didn't have to think about the apocalypse too much. No Cress or Vocado lusting for their death tree, no Kraktus to monologue in his face, no Stargoons to pose or spit hypocrisies about "good and evil." It was just him, a living soul hidden away in the body of a machine. Only a seldom few knew his identity for now, and there was an odd comfort he kept finding in interacting with those bliss to that truth, where they treated him like just another average joe.
His gaze trailed back to the unloaded supplies.While he didn't have to worry about the end times just yet, he still had to worry about how much more heavy lifting his tiny arms could take before they fell out of their sockets. LEO and the others made this look so easy...
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Post by General Kraktus on Apr 5, 2020 13:50:09 GMT -6
Kraktus was in the South City Hospital once again with Tulip. He was sitting next to her as she began to speak about what she had been doing. "I have been walking around. I have been getting a lot better. You have been a great help Kraktus. Maybe I can see the world soon." He paused looking confused. "Walking around? No that is too harsh for you. You should take it easy." She nodded. "I know. But I want to be able to see the world. It seems so magically from here. Are you perhaps worried I'll disspear." Kraktus huffed. "If you decide to go off on your own that is your choice." Kraktus sighed. Kraktus then checked his scouter. Seems the supplies had arrived. He had been ordering medical equipment in the guise of the hospital. All of it for Tulip, he needed better equipment then the WTF provided. Kraktus was sure it was a risk but he also sure he could figure out who was delivering. If it was someone dangerous he could deal with them. Kraktus looked at Tulip. "I'll be right back." She smiled as he got up and walked to the front.
At the front desk, the clerk looked at him shaking. "He...Hello Mr.Kraktus how can I help you." Kraktus looked at him and sighed. "Who the one delivering this stuff to your hospital you got a name." He shuffled through some papers. "No name it seems.." Kraktus grabbed the desk lightly. "No name that is what you said correct?" The clerk began to shake even more realizing his error. "Did I ever get your name," Kraktus asked the man who shook his head. "n..no sir." Kraktus nodded. "Well give it to me." He shook even more. "My name is Terry." Kraktus nodded. "Terry you got the last name." He nodded. "Kandice." Kraktus rubbed his chin. "Well Terry Kandice if that is your real name. If this blows up in my face it means it blows up in your face. I don't need to explain what that means." He nodded and slumped back. "Yes, sir." Kraktus walked out of the hospital to see the man unloading the supplies. He could not tell who they were since they were wearing a hoody but there were Crop Co. If this was some lower management he didn't need to worry about Carro being here. Kraktus walked overseeing as they were struggling. With a flick of his finger, he helped them lift with his telekinesis. "I can't have you breaking this stuff. I need your name. For the list in the hospital." Kraktus said as he began to move the shipment inside.
Powerlevel: 190,000
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Post by Carro Hofferson on May 3, 2020 12:37:11 GMT -6
CARRO's PL: 100 (ANTISENSE) || LEO: 200,000 (NOT YET PRESENT)
Carro jolted as one of the boxes in his arms floated away weightlessly. "Wh--" He began to mutter, turning around to whatever the source of the levitation was, only to freeze stiff with wide eyes. What was Kraktus doing here?!... More importantly, why was the same Kraktus that wanted to watch the world burn helping around a hospital? Carro rubbed his screen, but the sight remained the same. Was he dreaming? No, he couldn't sleep, that couldn't be right... Maybe he'd caught some virus that was making him hallucinate.
It took him a few moments of extra processing to realize the monster asked for his name. Right, he had no idea. Carro wanted to keep it that way if he could help it. His mind scrambled for an alias. "C-capper. It's, uh, Capper." Carro raised his tone's pitch a bit as well in an attempt to further hide his identity, though it still had that distinct, Carro-esque nervousness. He wasn't sure why that was the second fake name to cross his mind, but it sounded legit enough in his head. The first fake name he thought of was Leek, but he'd already used that one. "B-but, uh... t-thanks for the... help? I g-guess??" It felt rude not to at least thank Kraktus... Wait, why was he thanking an evil space-squid??? Carro's expression twisted in further conflict and discomfort.
"Well it was nice meeting you but I should help unload the rest of this stuff and all, please don't talk to me thanks bye!" The android hastily spit the words out as he walked away backwards, picking up a smaller box of supplies and quickly trying to scamper away into the building. He could only keep up the whole "acting natural" thing before paranoia and fear took over.
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Post by General Kraktus on May 22, 2020 16:17:07 GMT -6
Kraktus walked over as man introduced himself as Capper. "Capper huh..that is a nice name." He did sound a bit familiar but nothing he picked up indicated it was Carro. Kraktus crossed his arm behind his back. "No problem for the help. Once again I can't have this destroyed. I have someone that needs this." Kraktus mused. "Though of course you won't tell anyone." He waved his hand to try to read the man's mind but frowned when he found himself unable too right away. He didn't push too much. The man was not normal but he could not pin his finger on it. He checked his scouter to see the person's powerlevel was 100. "Ah so your stronger then you look?" Kraktus mused. Kraktus nodded as the person seemed to want to talk to him that much. He understood he was General Kraktus and....Kraktus paused for a moment in thought. Something had come to him as he walked away. "Capper...." Kraktus paused in thought. He had heard that name before but where? "Capper Hofferson." The words came out after a few moments. Living on Earth actually taught him a few things about its history. He turned to look at him. "So I assume Carro send you? Your not who you say you are. If he did send you tell me why?" Kraktus was on edge now. If Carro knew what he was doing here that would not be pleasant.
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Post by Carro Hofferson on Aug 3, 2020 21:03:47 GMT -6
CARRO's PL: 100 (ANTISENSE) || LEO: 200,000 (NOT YET PRESENT)
Carro still wasn't sure if this was all one vivid hallucination or not. The maniacal General Kraktus, thanking him, alongside somehow being completely willing to help around in an Earthling hospital for seemingly selfless reasons? Maybe he really did completely die all those months ago, and now he was in some nirvana his subconscious imagined up for himself. Kraktus was a little ominous with a strange wave of his hand and mentioning "not telling anyone," though Carro didn't feel anything odd beside his own overwhelming confusion. "Oooookay then."
At the mention of his power level, all "Capper" could muster was another half-hearted, very awkward shrug. "Nnnnot really?? This is all there is." While it certainly was above-average by Earth standards, it was nothing to sneeze at- Carro knew more superpowered gods that could destroy planets at a whim than he did normal people in his daily life. Not comfortable being around one of those planet-busters who had proven to be less than nice in the past, though, Carro quickly tried to make haste and scamper off.
But of course with his luck, it wasn't that easy. Somehow his name was a giveaway this time. Who was this Capper guy? Was it a relative he'd forgotten about in the midst of his presidential hustle and bustle and the whole galactic crisis thing? Maybe. Either way, he flinched as Kraktus called to him again just as he'd sat down to unpack the box he'd carried with him. "W-well, uh, I know a Caper Hofferson but not a Capper.... B-besides me! Two people can have the same name, y-y'know!" He forced another immensely uncomfortable smile.
However, the mention of his true name, even if Kraktus wasn't aware of that fact yet, made his smile vanish. First surprise took his expression, then it quickly sunk to a somber frown. "...He couldn't have sent me." He spoke in a mournful monotone, in uncanny contrast to his earlier nervousness. "He's dead." He picked up the small box again with a sigh. "I'm just the delivery guy. That's all." "Capper" tried to leave it at that and walk away from the scene again with the delivery package, but somehow he doubted it wouldn't be that easy.
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Post by General Kraktus on Aug 3, 2020 21:48:07 GMT -6
Kraktus glanced at Capper seemed more then able "I am pretty sure this is all there is," Kraktus responded to Capper question. Still, he was curious who this guy was. If he was not Carro then why had they sent him here. He imaged at least someone had reported a squid man walking around inside the hospital threatening people. He had been trying to be stealthy but it was not as if he was being completely obscured. When he prodded for information he corrected him on Caper Hofferson and not Capper. "Huh. I guess I need to read books better." He mused. He tilted his head slightly. "I know he was some young saiyan during the wars. 200 years ago. Oh, wait I forgot sorry you're just some normal person. You probably don't know any of this." Kraktus grunted scratching his head. "Well point is if your with Carro of course I am going to suspicious. He and I do not get along." Kraktus kept it at that. No need to explain all of what was going on across the cosmos to this human.
Then his human reavled that Carro had died. "Hmm." Kraktus hummed for a moment and didn't speak. His face was black and emotionless. He was a feeling a lot inside but he kept a straight face. He didn't want to look like someone who could not control his emotions. But he was feeling angry, annoyance, joy, sadness, and many more emotions. He hated Carro to the core of his being. But he was going to be the one to kill him. "I see." He followed Capper as he walked. "It won't make you feel better but he will be back. No one stays dead forever. Especially someone like that. he knows he has business to take care of. Either if he comes back as a ghost, a shell of a man in the form of twisted metal, or he gets magically revived he will be back and he will continue to run this little planet and do little things. Even if he does not move will move on. Nothing really matters anyway." Kraktus shrugged.
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Post by Carro Hofferson on Aug 14, 2020 19:12:22 GMT -6
CARRO's PL: 100 (ANTISENSE) || LEO: 200,000 (NOT YET PRESENT)
Carro tilted his head in confusion at Kraktus's explaination regarding another who shared his name. "What? Caper is the p-previous CEO of Crop Co, he's not two-hundred a-and certainly not dead." Hoffersons did care a lot about family- the name Capper did ring a bell now that he was thinking about it more, but he was trying to get Kraktus off his trail for now. But at the terrifying cephalapod's apt mention that he and Carro did not get along, the inconspicuous robot could only roll his eyes. "That's one way of putting it, I-I suppose..." And yet here they were, and Kraktus wasn't immediately trying to gut him. Yet.
But the more and more the alien spoke, the more and more Carro was slowly becoming convinced that maybe this all was the most vivid hallucination of his life. Did Kraktus, merciless General Kraktus formerly of the World Trade Fleet, a monster of a man who wanted nothing more than the suffering of others and especially the suffering of Carro Salk Hofferson, just try to comfort him? The robot stopped in his tracks, like his systems were suddenly bluescreened and tried to reboot with all the grace of a decade-old computer. Sure, Kraktus was still by no means exceptionally caring if his little "nothing matters" bit was any indicator, but the mere thought that this ever-present threat that gave him nightmares in life spoke the words he just heard made him... He wasn't sure how he even felt anymore.
And more importantly, what in the name of the Kais was he even supposed to say in response. "Uhhhhhh..." The bewildered robot began with an awkward stammer. "Er... I-- T-thanks??? I... I g-guess??" Internally he was already screaming over the irony of the General's words. The president's form of twisted metal was standing right in front of Kraktus, and he had no idea... It was best to keep it that way. Still, as his mind finally managed to regain some of his bearings, he couldn't help but to give a breathless sigh. "Though are you sure you're not just saying that 'cause you wanted to be the one to stab him to death or something? I'm afraid some devil named Cress or something beat you to it." The android's tired tone accused as he resumed his walk down the hall, momentarily trembling at the mention of Carro's killer. His killer.
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Post by General Kraktus on Aug 14, 2020 21:54:12 GMT -6
Kraktus glanced at 'Carro'. He didn't press on it because he really was not that knowledgeable about the history of the Hoffersons. So why push it and ask this employee who probably didn't know much either. Guess he had at least something new to do and that was more reading. He needed to keep reading to make sure to engross himself in the important notes of history. Kraktus grunted as Capper made a comment glancing at him. "Hmmm." Kraktus was unsure what the Capper meant by saying that. But he decided to just give a glance and move on. He had an odd feeling about this exchange now but he could not put a finger on what was so odd about it. So he just made sure everything was still being moved to where it needed to go.
After giving his "Encouragement" On Carro not being dead for good the person thanked him but clearly was struggling with that. He was not surprised this Carro person seemed to be somewhat aware of his reputation. If any normal being saw him and knew what he had done he was sure they also be a bit confused hearing him saying anything that could be deemed nice or helpful. But he didn't kick while they were done. He left them on there own or he punted them into a grave. And he was not going to just kill this Capper fellow unless he posed a threat to him. As of now he only possed a possible threat. And while moving to kill him might be desirable he also didn't want to cause a science right in front of somewhere he guarded. He'd rather let this fellow slink off and speculate about what he was doing here and if Carro was dead maybe they make the choice to keep the secret to themselves.
Then Capper asked him a question. Was he just saying these things because he wanted to be the one to kill him? And he even mentioned Cress was the one who killed him. He paused. "So you must be higher up then I thought. I don't think the news would blare out a saiyan warrior of Kayen band is causing this. I assume that be kept down low to not stir public fear. Image our greatest ally is here and killed our very own president." Kraktus said shaking his head. "As for your question. Sure I wanted to kill him. But unlike Cress, I'd not do it out of some impulse or desire for the dragonballs. When you make a move to kill or rid yourselves of someone. It like when you playing chess. What the point in taking out a knight when you lose your King. That was Cress. He killed your president but for what purpose? It only unites Kayen little faction of saiyans and Earth agiasnt Cress and Vocado. For someone like me, the death of Carro at this time was a disaster." Kraktus shook his head. "I don't even know why I am talking with you." Kraktus sneered as he realized he had been just talking to some random weakling. Guess this little weakling poses some intresting questions he'd give Capper that.
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Post by Carro Hofferson on Sept 7, 2020 14:55:05 GMT -6
CARRO's PL: 100 (ANTISENSE) || LEO: 200,000 (NOT YET PRESENT)
Ah, there was the same old conniving Kraktus he knew. Carro could practically feel the "I told you so" to the 'deceased' president in the alien's words in regards to his killer. He was very glad he was incapable of sweating, or else he'd have several giveaway nervous beads on his forehead. "Ah. Well. I uh, yeah-- do management stuff also. And deliveries. And things." He awkwardly stuttered out in response to Kraktus's accusation of him being a higher-up in Crop Co. His internal screaming was growing increasingly louder by the second.
Kraktus still wanted to be the one to kill Carro, it seemed. Boy, was he glad that his name was Capper the Totally Inconspicuous Robot and not President Carro Salk Hofferson, CEO of Crop Co right now. Another unexpected pro in the face of the growing list of cons his robotic form had...
...He was just very glad Kraktus had not realized that "Capper's" voice and Carro's voice were very similar.
"Yeeeeah, it's a real darn shame you can't cause, I don't know, an all-out war to take advantage of or somethiiiing..." He sarcastically stuttered out. He liked living and not being at war just as much. Why was Kraktus talking to him anyways? The alien warlord was questioning that himself. "Yeah right back at'chya buddy." Carro spoke, clearly uncomfortable and not hiding anything important. "So let us. Uh. Stop talking?" That sounded like a good idea to him.
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Post by General Kraktus on Sept 9, 2020 10:07:04 GMT -6
"Management?" Kraktus glanced at Capper. "So Management gets all the news about their boss being gutted by that fool Cress." Kraktus snorted. Capper seemed really nervous and he had reason to be. Kraktus was not stupid. Even if this was not Carro this seemed like a person that was close to Carro. He wondered if blasting him would send a message? Nah Carro was dead. What was the point of sending a message to a dead guy? Unless he was still alive in some way. Kraktus snorted as Capper noted it was a shame there was no war to take advantage of. "Yes that is a real shame but that is the point. It is too easy. It makes my task harder. I don't want to be some vulture taking victory. I'm not like those saiyans. Picking off people one by one. I'm taking everyone down with one move." Kraktus laughed as he put his hand behind his back. "Still not sure why we're not talking but yes it seemed you finished your task. I'm still very suspicious of you. My biggest gripe is that I can't read your mind. I tried earlier on but it seems your stronger then my scouter indicates. That or you made of metal." Kraktus looked at Capper with a suspicious glance.
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Post by Carro Hofferson on Sept 10, 2020 0:03:58 GMT -6
CARRO's PL: 100 (ANTISENSE) || LEO: 200,000 (NOT YET PRESENT)
Carro didn't respond to Kraktus's accusations of his position as management and his claim that he was going to "take everyone down in one move." Same old Kraktus, his mind repeated. Somehow it was nice to see some things hadn't changed, even if right now that thing was that this squidman just wanted to watch the universe burn. "Well I'm not sure how helping sick people at a hospital helps with that but I'm not complaining." He shrugged awkwardly again.
Apparently Kraktus had tried to read his mind. Deja vu yet again. "...Ah. I see. That's rude." He had no idea that mind-reading resistance was on the list of advantages that being a robot brought, but it sure was something he was thankful for. However, at the alien's mention of him either being powerful or made of metal, Carro just stared at the squid like he was both insane and had something in his teeth. "Uh." Carro looked himself up and down. Even with his hoodie on, he thought his mechanical status was obvious. He raised one of his hands, clearly showing its steel sheen and the three glowing fingers fixed atop it like an arcade claw. Even his facial screen had a pixellated, digital nature evident to it, as his beady glowing eyes blinked awkwardly. "Yeah, you think??" He was just a normal, inconspicuous robot manager. Nothing to be suspicious about.
"But yes good talk I don't know why you're talking to me either Kraktus so uhhh..." He quickly stuttered out, skimming over the fact that he'd namedropped Kraktus despite the fact that the General never told 'Capper' his name. "...Byyyyyye!" He waved, rounding a nearby corner and praying to whatever Kai was listening that he wouldn't be stopped or followed.
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Post by General Kraktus on Sept 10, 2020 12:36:29 GMT -6
Kraktus glanced as Capper pointed out that something was amiss of him being here. Kraktus eyes narrowed. His right arm twitched as ki surrounded it. "Yes, there is an odd reason for that." Kraktus shrugged. As for his question about him being a robot he showed off that he clearly was. Kraktus just blinked a few times. "You think I have time to look at ingrates." Kraktus calmly said as if talking to a confused child. Of course, he had not been paying attention to his appearance. Though granted now he looked pretty stupid for asking the questions as anyone who had paid an ounce of attention would recognize that he was a machine. "Well guess more reason you could be that Carro guy. If he died it'd be easy to make a robot. Though at the same time, who would make their new robot body so obviously robotic. You'd have to be a moron to do that. Unless you want to be known as a robot." Kraktus laughed a bit unaware that was exactly what Carro had done.
Kraktus waved his hand as Capper dropped his name and he was leaving. "Yes, goodbye." Kraktus waved his hand then paused. Capper had known his name. Then he shrugged. Why would he not? He had been on many battlefields and was a general of the WTF. Anyone with any galactic knowledge should know his name. But he also had said earlier he was a delivery guy. Krkatus paused thinking for a moment before turning to where Capper was going. "Hold on for one moment?" Kraktus raised his arm the ki pooling around his arm. If this was Carro and Leo was not around, then it'd be a simple matter to blast him to ash. If he was just some random delivery guy well it didn't matter. Carro was not going to care about it. Even if he did Kraktus could just move on. "I have an odd inkling about you. I think your not as you seemed." A voice echoed from the hospital. "Kraktus..." Tulip wheeled out in her wheelchair glancing at Kraktus. "You're taking too long you said we can watch that new movie." Kraktus frowned turning away from Capper for a moment. "Did I not tell you to wait inside. You do realize I'm an intergalactic tyrant. You coming out and talking so casually with me give people the wrong impression." She tapped her foot as Kraktus completely lost focus on Capper.
Tulip arrives (From my solo's) to distract Kraktus for like 10 seconds.
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Post by Carro Hofferson on Sept 10, 2020 20:47:05 GMT -6
CARRO's PL: 100 (ANTISENSE) || LEO: 200,000 (NOT YET PRESENT)
"Hahahahaha-- yeeeeah, that'd be ridiculooouusss..." Carro forced a laugh in response to Kraktus's accusation of his identity. "I mean, how would he even do that, anyways. You gotta, like, have something left of you to be a cyborg, right? He was like, t-totally vaporized!" Carro felt sick talking about his own death like this. He was so glad he didn't have a stomach, nor any of the other required organs to puke. "Like, maybe an Arcosian could back up their conscious or something since they're durable, but not a saiyan. I hope he's, uh, enjoying his time up in the Afterlife!!" Foolproof deflection. Who was Carro? Not him. He'd never heard of Carro in his life. Surely.
Just as he began to pick up his pace after their adieu and made it out the front doors, he froze at the tell-tale sound of gathering ki behind him. "Eep--!" He turned around, freezing like a deer in headlights at the monstrous General's implications. "Whaaaat, meee???" He tried and failed to sound as not suspicious as he could. "Naaaaaaw, I'm not anyone to worry about. I just, er, watch the news a lot...?" He took a step back, praying silently to the Kais again for anything to save him from this.
And surprisingly, this time they answered. A nice old lady came out to confront the terrible villain, and surprisingly was not blasted on sight. Kraktus had a movie night with an old lady? "Awww..." Carro quietly muttered to himself at the surprisingly wholesome exchange. More importantly though, she was distracting him and buying him valuable time! Carro mouthed a quiet "thank you" and waved before backing away slowly at first, and then taking off into a sprint down the sidewalk while the General's back was turned. When he'd look back around, he would find an empty spot where the robot once was, with metallic footsteps already hastily fading away.
A few humans bat an eye at the odd robot hastily making his way through the crowds of citizens making their way through the city, he seemed in a hurry to get somewhere but seemed composed...
'OH GOD OH NO OH FUCK I'M GONNA DIEEEE--' His thoughts screamed while his mouth did not. Carro was not composed. His beady eyes darted around- it was likely only a matter of time before he was found. LEO was still undergoing repairs, if he called her his identity would be revealed, too! Maybe if he could find somewhere isolated enough for her to warp him out of... But that would require losing the alien first. Where to run? Carro flicked up his hood and held his head low, trying to act as natural as he could while internally panicking.
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Post by General Kraktus on Sept 10, 2020 21:31:42 GMT -6
Kraktus listened to Capper's words but the more he talked the more he was sure that Carro could have survived. If an Aroscian like Thaw could get repaired. So why not a new body for Carro. Plus this was the same guy that made Leo. Was he to assume that he had not thought that he might die and put something away like a backup memory. Leo had her own personality so it didn't seem too beyond him. Though he was unsure how technology like Carro even worked. It was far too advanced for even someone like him to fully understand. Kraktus glanced at Carro as he tried to deflect his accusation but he was not a good lier. Then Tulip arrived and he lost focus. "We can watch the dumb movie in a bit." Kraktus turned as Tulip glanced. "Alright but it's not dumb." Kraktus frowned. "Right of course I'll be back in a bit." Kraktus turned away and walked his aura flaring around him as he left the hospital for a bit.
Kraktus walked out checking his scouter. He glanced at the crowd of people looking confused at the person who was hastily walking through the crowd. Kraktus began to walk as one person stopped him "Hey buddy you kinds of people can't just push people aside in a crowd. Were all trying to walk here." Kraktus looked down at the man as he floated all of the people in the air. He walked past them then dropped them all back down. Kraktus didn't even bat an eye as he kept walking. "Did you think you could walk away friend." He said to Carro as he went to approach him and reach into his armor to pull back some zeni. "That for your help also you just left your truck. You should go drive that back to where you came. Capper." Kraktus tilted his head. "If your not Carro you have no reason to be fearful." Kraktus smiled lightly though that probably looked creepy on him. If this was truly Carro he was sure he tried to run.
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Post by Carro Hofferson on Sept 10, 2020 21:53:45 GMT -6
CARRO's PL: 100 (ANTISENSE) || LEO: 200,000 (NOT YET PRESENT)
Carro flinched as he heard a familiar voice behind him. He was a smart robot, but not a fast one. He blinked in surprise as Kraktus handed him the Zeni for payment for the shipment he'd delivered, but that was far from where his focus was on with the current accusations being flung around. "O-or I have a sense of self-preservation?" He quipped back with his usual stutter, raising a single finger. "I hear you charging e-energy behind me after you told me you tried to read my mind against my will and wanna start a war that would kill billions or even trillions of people, w-what else am I gonna do?!" Kraktus was blunt as ever and was much scarier when LEO wasn't around, but such could be the alibi Carro needed.
"T-there's no tech in existence that could do what you're suggesting, a-anyways, as I said. You can't just reroute a soul into a different body or something- it's impossible when account for the l-laws of physics and life!" But the President had an understanding of such that was beyond what "Capper" claimed. "I'm getting a headache thinking of all the complications it'd bring if it was even theoretically possible..." Except that was exactly what he was able to do, if only due to his own personal research into the very fabric of souls and life that came with understanding the Life Link he had with LEO. But Kraktus didn't need to know any of that. "N-now just leave me alone, p-please...!"
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