Family Funtime [Closed] Mar 3, 2018 10:05:30 GMT -6
Post by Virus on Mar 3, 2018 10:05:30 GMT -6
| Family Funtime |
|Virus' PL: 6,000|
|PL MULTIPLIERS: None|
Deep below West City, a brooding figure sat in the shadows.
He hated this. All those failures, the defeats he suffered at the hands of lowly Androids and Humans. The humiliation... He was designed to be the perfect being, an ultimate weapon capable of erasing life. But now he was nothing more than a glorified animal, feeding on the weak simply to stay alive. What kind of weapon couldn't even defeat some lowly humans?!
His fist rammed into the steel floor below him. A deep echo boomed throughout the facility. ''This weakness disgusts me...!'' Virus snarled to himself, dragging his fist out of the dented and cracked floor. His damned pride couldn't take it any longer- if this weakness were to persist...How could he ever carry out his goals?! How would he ever reach Perfection...?
''Enough...I must act.''
Virus knew what had to be done. It was time for the beast to swallow his pride, if only momentarily, and focus his efforts on getting stronger. He had to train, and train rigorously. Feeding on the defenseless wasn't getting him anywhere.
Silently he exited his dimly lit chamber, before traversing down the top-secret, deepest halls of C.U.R.E. Industries. Virus recalled the promise him and Tanga had made toward eachother- she was obligated to aid him, and he was obligated to aid her. Perhaps they could both use some excercise...?
With a cold chitter he entered the facility's training chamber. Empty- no one in sight. ''Perfect.'' Virus smirked to himself. The Bio-Weapon casually walked toward the control panel, and swiftly ran through multiple systems. Only few knew how to directly contact Tanga without the bureaucratic riff-raff. Luckily, Virus was one of them.
After having made the connection, Virus leaned into the microphone, his echoey, beast-like breathing already enough of a warning as to who it was.
''Tanga...It appears I've hit a bump in my...Evolution. Perhaps we could test eachother in combat? I could use the workout. Meet me in the Training Chamber.''
Virus leaned back, briefly, but was then reminded of something. ''Oh, oh!'' He leaned back in with an eager smirk. ''And bring Chromo, if possible. Wouldn't it be great for us to have some...Fam͠҉i͠l̀y̵͞ Fu̷̧n̕t̵̢̛i̧͠m̧e͡?̀'' Virus let out a cold snicker, before letting go of the microphone.
With his request made, Virus turned to face the empty chambers.
And he waited.