Maggs looked around after a few moments of nothing happening, eventually spotting the manual. She opened it up and thumbed through it as Oreo slowly stretched, raising her arms above her head. Eventually she connected the dots and put together the stones in the proper order. She spotted the Green Apophyllite on the map corresponding to a certain building. "There," she said, pointing at the building on the map. "What now?" Oreo asked, exasperation in her voice. "New stop!" Maggs replied cheerily. Oreo narrowed her eyes but didn't respond. The two of them put their cloaks on as they headed towards the building marked on the map by the Green Apophyllite.
Posted: Fri Dec 15, 2017 11:32 am
With a new direction to head, the two would find it much easier to navigate the city. Outside the building there was a bus coming into the stop at the head of the strip-mall. At about the same time, gunshots could be heard in the neighborhood nearby. All of which seemed to be a normal night in Southside...
Straight to the place (on foot)
Not five blocks into their excursion, the car that had roared to life upon their entrance into the neighborhood attached to the strip-mall (not the same but not far from the aforementioned gunshots) would swoop by the duo, unleashing a battery of Uzi fire from its two passengers before speeding off.
Taking the bus
No other passengers were on board the bus as the two climbed aboard save a lone businessman--far too dressed up for this part of town--with a small briefcase and a brochure of some kind obscuring much of the detail in his face. He seemed tired, but not at all apathetic.
Investigating the gunshots
The gunshots would lead the two from the Machinist HQ about three blocks from where they were, to a little neighborhood that seemed rather cozy for being in the heart of projects. It was here that, illuminated by flickering streetlight, five figures darted in and out of bushes, snapping off round after round from glocks at once building standing somewhat raised above the rest thanks to a hillock on which it sat. Those in the house seemed to be very organized, and kept those on the street--who were wearing all kinds of different clothes--on their toes.
Needless to say this little show was a rare and unexpected treat for the chameleon. He was perfectly content to simply watch as this man had his breakdown, not at all seeming intimidated by the outcome. A small shrug: "Then perhaps 'little Eggy' would have done well to put me to sleep, Mister...?" With one smooth motion, the chameleon's aura coated the area, seeming to weave itself into the energy put forth by the other as his eyes narrowed somewhat deviously on him.
Oreo and Maggs decided to travel to the site on foot rather than trust the bus or investigate gunshots. The trek seemed uneventful until the unexpected happened. The Machinists, especially those of the Inner Circle, were augmented and trained to peak perfection. But no one could prepare for what appeared to be random chance. As the shots rang out some of the bullets found their mark, slamming into the duo across various parts of their body. About half of the bullets immediately bounced off of them when they met the flexible metal plates planted under large sections of The Machinist's skin specifically for this purpose. The other bullets pierced into their flesh, the amount of damage unknown at the moment. Yet Machinist bodies, especially ones as augmented as those in the Inner Circle, had an immediate and dangerous response to physical attack. Even as the bullets impacted the two Machinists their brains began to carry out pre-written instructions implanted into them during the augmentation process. Their adrenal glands began to dump massive amounts of adrenaline into their bloodstream. Thin copper wires laced into their nerve endings transferred information to thin glass-encased tubes running up their spine to their central nervous system. The glass tubes acted as information superhighways shunting instructions to and from specific parts of the body, bypassing information sent from all other non-critical body parts directly to the brain. These artificial responses among others were backed up by tried-and-true experience adding to the speed and surety of their actions.
Spinning to face the retreating vehicle Maggs and Oreo drew their sidearms from beneath their cloaks, foregoing their main weapons in order not to draw more attention than absolutely necessary. Oreo held a Taurus .44 magnum while Maggs sported a semi-automatic Tech 9. Time slowed for the both of them as their senses heightened. Their vision narrowed until all they could see was their fast-moving target. Their arms raised simultaneously and they opened fire. While both weapons were one bullet per trigger pull the preternatural speed of the two Machinists's augmented response rendered this irrelevant. The guns fired as fast as the two could pull their triggers, easily matching the speed of their opponent's automatic weapons fire with their own hyper-reflexive movements. Whoever was in the vehicle had gotten quite a bit more than they bargained for as the two Machinists put only a fraction of their power on display.
Posted: Wed Dec 20, 2017 2:48 pm
Cotton Shorts Kid
Sabrewolf123
☸ ☸ ☸Mephiles The Dark☸ ☸ ☸ ☸
The Chosen of Chaos
Egils Madness
" K'eheheheh. Your a funny little reptile. I am just one of many rattling around this boy's brain. You may address me as Mephiles. Allow me to slip into something more comfortable. "
While ADA frantically tries to make contact with the miesters the android get into a more advantageous position. It was camouflaged and had the elements of surprise so it felt that gather data was the appropriate course of action. Regardless of what he called himself the android recognized Egil as its master. The mad scientist had enough foresight for his creation to assist him regardless of his mental state. Mephiles opens a tear in space and slips inside. An instant later he returns sporting armor and new drones.
" K'eheheheh. Much better. Now then. How about you tell me what's going on in this town? "
Mephiles would chuckle as the chameleon's wavelength was being repelled by his own the closer it got to his body. His chaos wavelength would slowly form a protective aura causing the chameleons to warp and bend around him .
Power source: Located in the chest is a cube of crystalized chaos is weightlessly suspended in some kind of liquid. The cube revolves at high speeds and acts as a generator for the android allowing it to generate a chaos wavelength. Egil can also remotely set the android to self-destruct by controlling the chaos in its body. The chest cavity of the android housing the cube is the most fortified part of the android and largely absorbs and negates impact shock.
Mobility: The androids PIC (Passive Inertia Control) allows the the android to accomplish extreme agility and mobility unparalleled by any conventional platform. Wire guided projectiles that are attached in pairs on the wrist and hip joints They can be used in multiple ways varying from offensive to defensive, or as a means of transportation via anchoring them in an object, and retracting the cable, or used like a pole to vault in a direction.
Primary Weapons: Chaos blades are weapons that uses a combination of extremely high oscillation rates and chaos wavelength in order to increase the cutting effectiveness of the weapon, thus this leads to the gray material suddenly becoming indigo. This oscillation weakens the molecular bonds of anything it cuts, thereby increasing its cutting ability.
Tactical:
Helmet: The androids helmet is equipped with soul perception,thermal imaging,enhanced viewing as well as a computer system with holographic interface and is capable of scanning and wireless connectivity where appropriate. By connecting to Egil's ADA system the helmet quickly gathers data on battle tactics both from the android, and the opposing team--and acts as a detailed analyzer that allows the android to quickly come up with battle strategies through a built in high-provability simulator.
Light bending Cloaking Device: A special feature of the C.A.T Android is to bend the light from it's form, and shape to a near perfectly invisible state. The device seems to linger rather then simply be turned off, and in certain places has levels of intensity to it's affect on it's surroundings...from a 'reality bending' phantom-like appearance to almost nonexistent effect. This affect can be knocked out by Emp burst or similar effects.
For all their quick action, the pair would only have time enough to land a few rounds on the speeding Porsche before it banged left around the next corner like a horseshoe ringer and out of sight. Before it was completely lost to the night's obscurity, the car seemed to wince with sparks from the rear rim.
The familiar scrambles of drug deals gong awry could be heard next in the distance as a muffled volley of yelling between two voices overlaid on slamming doors and a stray honk found their way to the trigger-savvy pair.
"Man, what the ******** was that!"
"What!" Two men--one black, the other likely Puerto Rican--scrambled in a car to reload, stock up, and assess the damage taken to themselves. Luckily, only one shot actually caught them--grazed the former's arm with a relatively deep gash carved away. "You slowed down too much."
"I wouldn't have to it you could shoot!" Their match spilled over across the street, heading to a house with few windows and no lights, having once held the air of a Victorian, suburban getaway. The lone streetlight, the watchman, turned a dark eye on the street partway through the journey, leaving the memory of two darkened figures the last trace of them, frozen in time. Now the two, one holding fast to a bronze flowerpot at the top of the steps to the house and the other peeking over the edge of the Porsche, both with reloaded gats, waited in silence.
Cheap laughs aside, the chameleon had felt the spike in energy from the young man. Wouldn't do to simply let himself get splattered like some rube, not with all the fun left to be had. So, seeing also that his energy was able to weave itself into most of the area around the kitsune, the arhat pulled back with the opportunity given him by his new plaything into the house he'd been pacing outside of while the new persona paused to change clothes.
"Ah-ah...," cooed the subtly sinister voice of the scaly miser. "I don't think this is your business anymore, Mr. Mephiles." The voice seemed to have no direction to it, and nor could the man's form be singled out from any of the energy around him. For all intents and purposes, the man had vanished.
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Posted: Thu Dec 21, 2017 9:02 pm
Cotton Shorts Kid
Sabrewolf123
☸ ☸ ☸Mephiles The Dark☸ ☸ ☸ ☸
The Chosen of Chaos
Egils Madness
" K'eheheheh. That's not for you too decide. After all it's partially your fault I'm in this eye sore of a place. Absolutely cannot see myself leaving without causing a little chaos. Now come out come out where ever you are. K'ehehehehe. "
The android makes sure not to get in the cross fire and tries searching for the chameleon. Meanwhile Mephiles chuckles to himself as he looks towards the house.
" K'eheheheh. So by spreading your wavelength you can essentially blend in and erase your presence. Clever Clever. Well I don't have many options here now do I. "
Mephiles concentrates his chaos into a small condensed orb at the tip of one of his gloved fingers. The orb was no bigger than a marble and didn't seem likely to be overtly dangerous but the way Mephiles was smiling was unnerving.
Power source: Located in the chest is a cube of crystalized chaos is weightlessly suspended in some kind of liquid. The cube revolves at high speeds and acts as a generator for the android allowing it to generate a chaos wavelength. Egil can also remotely set the android to self-destruct by controlling the chaos in its body. The chest cavity of the android housing the cube is the most fortified part of the android and largely absorbs and negates impact shock.
Mobility: The androids PIC (Passive Inertia Control) allows the the android to accomplish extreme agility and mobility unparalleled by any conventional platform. Wire guided projectiles that are attached in pairs on the wrist and hip joints They can be used in multiple ways varying from offensive to defensive, or as a means of transportation via anchoring them in an object, and retracting the cable, or used like a pole to vault in a direction.
Primary Weapons: Chaos blades are weapons that uses a combination of extremely high oscillation rates and chaos wavelength in order to increase the cutting effectiveness of the weapon, thus this leads to the gray material suddenly becoming indigo. This oscillation weakens the molecular bonds of anything it cuts, thereby increasing its cutting ability.
Tactical:
Helmet: The androids helmet is equipped with soul perception,thermal imaging,enhanced viewing as well as a computer system with holographic interface and is capable of scanning and wireless connectivity where appropriate. By connecting to Egil's ADA system the helmet quickly gathers data on battle tactics both from the android, and the opposing team--and acts as a detailed analyzer that allows the android to quickly come up with battle strategies through a built in high-provability simulator.
Light bending Cloaking Device: A special feature of the C.A.T Android is to bend the light from it's form, and shape to a near perfectly invisible state. The device seems to linger rather then simply be turned off, and in certain places has levels of intensity to it's affect on it's surroundings...from a 'reality bending' phantom-like appearance to almost nonexistent effect. This affect can be knocked out by Emp burst or similar effects.
As the car turned the corner and out of sight, Maggs and Oreo assessed the damage done to them. Nothing that couldn't be fixed relatively quickly. As they reloaded their weapons, the bullets that had lodged themselves in their bodies were slowly pushed out of the wounds until they hit the ground with a tinkling of metal. The Machinists didn't even seem to notice. "How do you want to play this?" Oreo asked Maggs as she looked in the direction the shooters had driven off. "We need to make a statement," Maggs replied simply. "A statement? Isn't it a little too early to blow our cover?" Maggs shook her head. "Not that big. Anyone who matters either isn't here or is already watching us.""But what's the point of a statement? They don't know we're Machinists.""Not now, but when they find out they'll remember. They'll remember what happens if they mess with us." Oreo gave a slight grimace. "It's important," Maggs assured her. "I'll take care of it. Just stay here. People like this...they only know one language. So that's the one we'll speak." Maggs took off her cloak and laid her disassembled weapons under it. The only one she took with her was her fully loaded Tech 9. Oreo gave a sigh as she watched Maggs prepare. "You don't have to watch," Maggs assured her. "I won't. I'm not a fan of ultra violence." Maggs made one final check on her Tech 9 before walking towards the corner the van had disappeared around. "I understand."
Looking at the two one might think their sentiments would be the other way around but as with many things in this world looks can be deceiving. Like the Greek sculptures of old, the Machinists valued physical excellence almost as much as they valued power and practicality. When one underwent augmentation it was almost standard procedure to include rejuvenating cells to keep them younger for all purposes listed above. In truth, Oreo was as old as she looked though her body had been augmented to be more physically attractive; toned and curvy with a certain sway to her hips when she walked. Maggs had gone a different direction: small and petite, easily mistaken for a young teen yet she was old enough to be Oreo's grandmother. By virtue of experience Maggs was much more comfortable with violence, both giving and receiving, than Oreo.
Magg's plan to make a statement was simple. She would walk around the corner in plain sight and began shooting at the two mooks who attacked them. She would hit one in the shoulder though the point wasn't to take them down with bullets but to get them to fire back. Like any armored vehicle Machinists built for combat were most heavily armored in the front. Maggs would walk forward at a casual pace as regular bullets would bounce off of her harmlessly from this angle. When she was several yards away Maggs would suddenly snap into action. She would rush forward in a burst of speed heading for whichever of the two seemed to be the largest and most intimidating, holstering her weapon as she came. When she reached him she would punch straight through his stomach wall, grabbing a handful of whatever she could and ripping it out. Then she would grab his weapon and ram it into his mouth through his teeth before pulling the trigger once the barrel reached the back of his throat. Dropping the gat she would give a knee-shattering kick to the surviving goon grabbing his gun-hand with her own and crushing his wrist causing him to drop his gun. After crushing the gun under her heel until it was in inoperable condition, she would simply walk away.
Posted: Sun Dec 24, 2017 6:29 pm
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What was at first screams of rage (battle-cries, innit?) soon enough turned to confused hush; soon enough after that, they turned back into screams of searing, numbing pain and terror...
And so there was silence. No more gunshots filled the streets. No sirens came to mend what had been broken: a bandage is not used to treat a decaying limb. Out here there was the freedom that went with having no law, but this was the only provision to be found in the ghetto.
And so, around ten PM that night, the two machinists found their way at last to the north end of town. This piece of the city was much more lively (something like before in the sheer volumes of people that flocked and swarmed from store to store on those streets necklaced with pearls of light), but unlike downtown it seemed the feel of these stores were different.
The entire place looked like an outdoor mall, and all the shops were of a more homey persuasion, though the smell of money was thick in the summer night air. This was where all the affluents were. Rows of high-rise apartments dominated the night, and there was a cab for ever fourth car. The bars were lively and, looking at the people coming out of them, it was clear to see why.
This being the fashionable part of town--that is, the place where most culture was exchanged or at least fussed over--the women were given odd if not outright fascinated looks as they went. It wasn't long before they were approached.
"HI~" Some bubbly little sprite of the night traipsed up to them and seemed to marvel at both of their outfits in turn. "I. LOVE. Your. Everything!" Nodded the little nightlife-nymph with claps for each syllable. "Are you guys models or...?" Her eyes were yet another pair of neons in this lively fishbowl of a town as she swayed side to side in anticipation of their reply.
In another time and place, the battle between the chameleon and him who cackled like a hyena seemed to be still. Very still.
"That's the idea," said what looked like the house. "Very perceptive of you, Mr. Dark, but I'm afraid it changes little, mm?" Whatever the ball of energy was supposed to do, it seemed to be taking its sweet time. An audible sigh: "I'd just as soon tell you what you want to know, but I don't know if I can trust the information to be relayed back to Mr. Eggy. You understand, don't you?"
" While the spot light is mine the little one can still spectate. Besides he need time to grieve over the one you ate. K'heheh it's best I take over for now. So are you going to attack me or talk. The suspense is killin me....or rather it just might kill you. "
Mephiles raises his arm upwards causing the orb to grow to the size of a basketball and steadily increasing in mass. Mephiles's body begins to hover off the ground as he releases more of his wavelength. Meanwhile the android would try to pinpoint the target to no avail. .
Power source: Located in the chest is a cube of crystalized chaos is weightlessly suspended in some kind of liquid. The cube revolves at high speeds and acts as a generator for the android allowing it to generate a chaos wavelength. Egil can also remotely set the android to self-destruct by controlling the chaos in its body. The chest cavity of the android housing the cube is the most fortified part of the android and largely absorbs and negates impact shock.
Mobility: The androids PIC (Passive Inertia Control) allows the the android to accomplish extreme agility and mobility unparalleled by any conventional platform. Wire guided projectiles that are attached in pairs on the wrist and hip joints They can be used in multiple ways varying from offensive to defensive, or as a means of transportation via anchoring them in an object, and retracting the cable, or used like a pole to vault in a direction.
Primary Weapons: Chaos blades are weapons that uses a combination of extremely high oscillation rates and chaos wavelength in order to increase the cutting effectiveness of the weapon, thus this leads to the gray material suddenly becoming indigo. This oscillation weakens the molecular bonds of anything it cuts, thereby increasing its cutting ability.
Tactical:
Helmet: The androids helmet is equipped with soul perception,thermal imaging,enhanced viewing as well as a computer system with holographic interface and is capable of scanning and wireless connectivity where appropriate. By connecting to Egil's ADA system the helmet quickly gathers data on battle tactics both from the android, and the opposing team--and acts as a detailed analyzer that allows the android to quickly come up with battle strategies through a built in high-provability simulator.
Light bending Cloaking Device: A special feature of the C.A.T Android is to bend the light from it's form, and shape to a near perfectly invisible state. The device seems to linger rather then simply be turned off, and in certain places has levels of intensity to it's affect on it's surroundings...from a 'reality bending' phantom-like appearance to almost nonexistent effect. This affect can be knocked out by Emp burst or similar effects.
Posted: Mon Dec 25, 2017 5:55 pm
yokai Yakuza
Cotton Shorts Kid
The Reticent Harlequin
As Maggs and Oreo walked they would find themselves in a much more attractive part of town. It wasn't unexpected to see districts vary so greatly in a major city like this but the district itself almost seemed like a completely different city. The two noticed immediately that they were getting quite a few looks. "Not good," Oreo muttered. "Relax," Maggs whispered to her. Maggs was focused on finding the building while Oreo kept her ears on a swivel, paying attention for any sign of trouble. Their attention was immediately snapped to the bubbly girl who approached them. Oreo looked back at the neon sign before quickly looking back at the go-lucky girl. "No," she replied with narrowed eyes. Maggs gave the girl a friendly smile. "Welllllll we're actually scouting for a modeling agency," she told the girl calmly as if it were the honest truth. "Electra Vogue. It's a bit of a start-up so we're looking around for talent." Maggs struck a slight pose that might resemble a playful, feminine enticement. "Select Electra," she demonstrated, going for the cute girly act of a minor pop star. Maggs looked around at the plethora of shops. "And potential clients. It looks like this is the place where we can find plenty of both. Right now we're only operating in a few major cities so we want to expand a little." Maggs gave a slight shrug, the friendly smile never leaving her face the entire time. "You look like a regular here, know the people we should talk to if we want to be part of this party?" She gave the girl a wink, holding up one finger. "Who knows? You might get to say you met two supermodels before their big rise to stardom!" Oreo watched Maggs play up the young, innocent teen act. She did envy how Maggs could simply slip into more....socially appealing roles whenever she wanted. It was hard to believe this was the same girl who was ripping the guts out of some huge thug not 30 minutes ago. To those watching it was a completely believable act especially when complimented by the physical look of the "young model". But Oreo had seen this act. She knew better. She knew Maggs. Behind those wide bright eyes she could see the gleam of a predator, keen and alert to what seemed to be the innocent doe before them. It was unsettling to say the least. Not the brutality that Maggs was willing to inflict, for she had seen that often enough, but the disturbing ability Maggs had to suddenly switch personas the way she did. Maggs would have no problem brutalizing this girl the way she had done the thug if it came down to that or the success of the mission.
The Chameleon seemed to grow less amused. He did like the back-and-forth between them, but the man was starting to threaten his home now. This would not do.
"Ah-ah..." Tsk sounds were made and the Chameleon seemed to recant his initial excitement. "I don't take kindly to ultimatums..." From all around the kitsune figures of large demons and powerful fighters launched themselves inward at their target. Some wielded weapons as large as their bodies, some were fitted with bare fists or brass knuckles. Either way, hits received from these apparitions would carry very real damage.
For a moment there was a dumbfounded if not awestruck gawking from the sprightly girl as Maggs struck her flashy pose.
..."S-Sugoi!" And then there was applause. Building, giggling applause. Some of those who passed glanced over, bemused smiles on their faces, but then seemed to find themselves right back in the groove of uptown life.
"I knew it! I knew I was looking at a future star. The fact that you haven't ascended to the highest firmament is a crime against sanity itself!" Then, becoming liberated by the excitement in the air, struck a very theatrical orator's pose--hand over chest, other palm reaching to pluck the stars of their plump, juicy inspiration, legs as pillars to her self-made colossus--"I swear it! I will rectify this injustice before it is allowed to pollute our fine, fashionable city any longer." A fraction of a moment of twinkling was allowed to pass before the young lady snapped out of it, giggling, and began to scamper off in the current of bodies.
"Come on!" Waved the cheery girl, shortly thereafter disappearing into the throngs of people. Destination: Club Oasis.
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Yokai Yakuza
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Posted: Tue Dec 26, 2017 4:00 pm
Cotton Shorts Kid
Sabrewolf123
☸ ☸ ☸Mephiles The Dark☸ ☸ ☸ ☸
The Chosen of Chaos
Egils Madness
Mephiles's allows the orb to rise higher above him and brings his arm down. Not wanting to show all his cards just yet Mephiles concentrates his wavelength into a dark purple sphere around his body. The man laughs excitedly as the limbs of demons deteriorate and thier weapons blow apart they made contact with his barrier. The android quickly moves in to finish a few more of the less intelligent demons still camouflaged before retreating a safe distance away from her master.
" You don't strike me as a fool.....Arhat. We don't need to fight but I have no problems destroying this place. In fact I'd enjoy the sight of that shacks destruction immensely. So how about we chat some more. "
Power source: Located in the chest is a cube of crystalized chaos is weightlessly suspended in some kind of liquid. The cube revolves at high speeds and acts as a generator for the android allowing it to generate a chaos wavelength. Egil can also remotely set the android to self-destruct by controlling the chaos in its body. The chest cavity of the android housing the cube is the most fortified part of the android and largely absorbs and negates impact shock.
Mobility: The androids PIC (Passive Inertia Control) allows the the android to accomplish extreme agility and mobility unparalleled by any conventional platform. Wire guided projectiles that are attached in pairs on the wrist and hip joints They can be used in multiple ways varying from offensive to defensive, or as a means of transportation via anchoring them in an object, and retracting the cable, or used like a pole to vault in a direction.
Primary Weapons: Chaos blades are weapons that uses a combination of extremely high oscillation rates and chaos wavelength in order to increase the cutting effectiveness of the weapon, thus this leads to the gray material suddenly becoming indigo. This oscillation weakens the molecular bonds of anything it cuts, thereby increasing its cutting ability.
Tactical:
Helmet: The androids helmet is equipped with soul perception,thermal imaging,enhanced viewing as well as a computer system with holographic interface and is capable of scanning and wireless connectivity where appropriate. By connecting to Egil's ADA system the helmet quickly gathers data on battle tactics both from the android, and the opposing team--and acts as a detailed analyzer that allows the android to quickly come up with battle strategies through a built in high-provability simulator.
Light bending Cloaking Device: A special feature of the C.A.T Android is to bend the light from it's form, and shape to a near perfectly invisible state. The device seems to linger rather then simply be turned off, and in certain places has levels of intensity to it's affect on it's surroundings...from a 'reality bending' phantom-like appearance to almost nonexistent effect. This affect can be knocked out by Emp burst or similar effects.
As the girl ran off Maggs gave Oreo a chuckle and grin, this one genuine. "Sounds like an in," she told the kitsune. Oreo gave a sigh. "Will this even lead anywhere?" She asked. "Who knows? We have to try our angles.""What about our magic bejeweled house?""It's not going anywhere. This lead is if we don't catch up to her." Oreo shook her head in annoyance before the two went after the strange, excitable young girl.
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There was something in the way the kitsune didn't attack at first chance that told the arhat that he wasn't dealing with the average thug. Mind, it was this and not the skill with which he dispatched his apparitions that swayed his opinion the most. Never the first to lash out, the chameleon only eats flies.
This was no fly. To have it out with the gent in some protracted battle couldn't have turned the arhat off more, and with a sigh, the illusions stopped their assault and all was as normal again on the suburban lane. "...Very well. It seems that I'll have to tell you straighten up--how boring..."
"Truthfully, your friend must have come by some months ago. All I do is absorb energy, and madness was especially flavorful..." If the mage was very observent, he would note that a small portion of his own energy had been sapped by the illusory assailants. "--Why should I bother to remember all of the names and faces attached to all of them, mm? I let your friend go, and he's probably long gone by now." Something of a sigh followed. "If he were in town, I would know about it."
Monday night: to the club. Tuesday night: to the club. Wednesday night: "what a headache!" Thursday night: to the club. Friday night: didn't wanna go, then my friend Michelle called me on the phone and so I went to the club. Saturday night: to the club. Sunday night...
"To the club~!" cheered Erica with the others in tow, not halting her stride in the slightest as she popped off a round-off and back handspring combo on the moonshadow concrete.
A relatively short wait in line with a couple giants in suits and sunglasses came next. Attention seemed to shift to and through the pair of machinists quickly enough, considering the atmosphere. When they approached the velvet rope, a quick once-over was tossed to Maggs and Oreo, earning a shrug and a sideways nod toward the strobed, bass-ridden perfume cocktail that was Club Oasis. The next group was declined.
"Woo!" The girl was quick to move, and headed past several groups on the fringe of the large dancefloor to reach the center. The place looked a little bit like an oasis, if water was bass and booze and the moonlight reflections on the sand were replaced with a slightly retro neon trim everywhere it would fit.
The second floor of the place had two bars--with straw roofs, why not--and a great view of the goings on on the floor. There seemed to be just as many people up here, though the plan of the building made this floor more open, and so made it appear less-populated.
The third floor was where all the important people hung out, though. There were mini-bars in every room (totalling twenty), and had another dj slaying the decks for what seemed an entirely different crowd. Many here simply felt important, and relished each other's company as friends in the Helenistic forums might have--nods to Zeuxis and Apelles; just as they some were impressed enough to smile at the two who had perfected their image in the Classical sense.
Within the rave-y craze of the floor it was impossible to keep track of much. As soon as they were in the thick of it, their guide would vanish just as suddenly as she appeared to them on the streets. A dizzying amount of bass and snare was the signal that the dj's set was reaching its climax. Those trying to dance would find that the two were welcome, but needed to move with the beat or stay out of their zone.
Mephiles's watches the demons vanish not surprised in the slightest. Once Arhat had hidden the madness incarnate had lost interest in a direct battle. Mephiles would have just detonated the orb and watched as the place was swallowed. Depending on the chameleons cooperation that form of action might just be still on the table. The thought of watching Arhats smug face as the land scape was ravage would be far more pleasing than actually killing the reptile. Such chaos gave Mephiles such a warm feeling. The mad one noticed the chameleons wavelength begin to destabilize and chuckles .
"Not a fool just a lying little leech. Tsk Tsk Arhat. You siphon my power and you won't be able to use your wavelength properly. Could cause you trouble later on if you don't expel it. Observation. You said your name was "Arhat number 63: The Chameleon." leads me to believe your one of many. Something about all these demons and witches showing up in this city seems off. Hypothesis. Must be some interesting people pulling the strings around here for some unknown agenda. Conclusion? Your going to tell me where I can find them. Savvy? "
Power source: Located in the chest is a cube of crystalized chaos is weightlessly suspended in some kind of liquid. The cube revolves at high speeds and acts as a generator for the android allowing it to generate a chaos wavelength. Egil can also remotely set the android to self-destruct by controlling the chaos in its body. The chest cavity of the android housing the cube is the most fortified part of the android and largely absorbs and negates impact shock.
Mobility: The androids PIC (Passive Inertia Control) allows the the android to accomplish extreme agility and mobility unparalleled by any conventional platform. Wire guided projectiles that are attached in pairs on the wrist and hip joints They can be used in multiple ways varying from offensive to defensive, or as a means of transportation via anchoring them in an object, and retracting the cable, or used like a pole to vault in a direction.
Primary Weapons: Chaos blades are weapons that uses a combination of extremely high oscillation rates and chaos wavelength in order to increase the cutting effectiveness of the weapon, thus this leads to the gray material suddenly becoming indigo. This oscillation weakens the molecular bonds of anything it cuts, thereby increasing its cutting ability.
Tactical:
Helmet: The androids helmet is equipped with soul perception,thermal imaging,enhanced viewing as well as a computer system with holographic interface and is capable of scanning and wireless connectivity where appropriate. By connecting to Egil's ADA system the helmet quickly gathers data on battle tactics both from the android, and the opposing team--and acts as a detailed analyzer that allows the android to quickly come up with battle strategies through a built in high-provability simulator.
Light bending Cloaking Device: A special feature of the C.A.T Android is to bend the light from it's form, and shape to a near perfectly invisible state. The device seems to linger rather then simply be turned off, and in certain places has levels of intensity to it's affect on it's surroundings...from a 'reality bending' phantom-like appearance to almost nonexistent effect. This affect can be knocked out by Emp burst or similar effects.
