Yasha_Glory
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- Posted: Sun, 19 Oct 2014 23:13:36 +0000
I'm miss autonomy, miss nowhere, I'm at the bottom of me
Miss androgyny, miss don't care, What I've done to me
¤Company: Karl, Nova, Alister, & Leon ¤Condition: 72% ¤Location: Persephone's Engine Room
I am misused, I don't wanna do, Be not your slave
Misguided, I mind it, I'm missin' the train
A few cackles escaped her clenched fangs, jostling around the innards of her throat. Róisín released her metallic exoskeleton, sending it snapping back into place as the black fluid pouring out of the hole in her face clung to it in web-like strands. Bubbling crackled out from the hollowed eye sockets as her face reattached itself and her obliterated eyeball began to reform under the cover of darkness. She let out a snake like hiss, staring down at the prey still hooked upon one set of claws. “That will come in due time… I want to really enjoy ripping your flesh from your bones,” she said as she slightly moved the claws embedded within his back. While she was safe from any more of his punches and kicks, she no longer had the cover of darkness to aid her attack. She couldn’t rely on the imaginations of the Persephone’s crew to warp her image and instill fear into their hearts. The psychological terror that came upon witnessing her grotesque face and titanic arms would have to suffice until she was able to escape to her ship. For now though, she still had the matter of carving up her latest meal. Deciding just how to drag out his torment was proving to be as difficult as restraining herself from simply ripping out several of the vital organs nestled gently beneath her grasp. She knew where his ribs were, she could feel them pressed against her knuckles. She knew where his spine was; inches from puncture. It would be easy to end it all for the suffering individual, if she had any mercy left in her soul for the human race.
She let out a disapproving hiss as her prey turned his gaze away from her. What could have been more important than to keep one’s eyes on their attacker when death was but a moment away? Silvery orbs, now hidden in the pitch blackness beneath her hood, trailed the ground in search of his attention, coming upon two sets of boots at the other end of the room. Before she could set her sights on the ‘new’ arrival, that she had obviously missed in all the commotion, she heard a voice ring out in the engine room. Enough. Enough? No! It wasn’t enough! It would never be enough to satiate the rage within her! Who was this girl to command her?! Jaws stacked to the nines with sharp fangs opened to protest, but were stopped by the all too familiar sound of electronic beeping. She suddenly couldn’t move any of her body parts from the neck down, no matter how hard she tried. She was trapped. Her claws were torn from Leon’s body as she was thrown from his back and forcibly pinned up against a wall. She snapped her jaws a couple times, growling and hissing in a futile attempt to free herself from whatever contraption had imprisoned her. She heard the sounds of footsteps and her meager attempts at thrashing ceased, instead focusing a shaded gaze at the mutant girl approaching her. The girl had weaponized her belt with a tractor beam modification. The monster narrowed its eyes at the modified being. Had she been wrong to assume this man was not a part of the crew and Alister’s word to be true? She should have known better than to take a human’s word. Her fury towards the commander and her anger at Karl’s kidnapping had blinded her in many ways that night. Her mistakes were piling up and her mood only continued to sour. This ship would pay for what it had done.
”Mister B?” chimed the little fish as he floated closer to Alister’s face. ”I’m confused,” he admitted. ”I thought you wanted to let the flying man get eaten? I think he’s still alive and I don’t think Róisín was finished; he still has all his body parts! Why is Pinky stopping her?” he wondered out loud. He was obviously worried, though there was a bit of a disappointment in his voice. Had Alister lied to him and broke his promise? Had he just led Róisín to her death? Róisín would get out of this like she always did! Wouldn’t she? It was really starting to bother him how things seemed to be turning out for the worst.
The beast’s low growling seeped through the tiny spaces in its maw, eyes dead set on the girl standing between her and her victim. ”Enough? ENOUGH?!” she roared out. ”You know not of which you speak! RELEASE ME! This is a moderate price for the crimes committed! In exchange for the lives aboard this ship, a single sacrifice was made. I was promised a meal in exchange for my cooperation. I am a predator to the damned. I’ve chased my prey past the horizon where not even the stars’ light reaches! YOU WILL NOT KEEP ME FROM THE SOUL THAT IS RIGHTFULLY MINE TO DEVOUR!” She tried to struggle once more, audibly getting more and more enraged the longer she was contained. ”Bloodshed is absolutely necessary! It is what drives humanity in the eight arms of chaos! Bloodshed,” she spat as though the word had been misused. There was more than a little sarcasm in her drawl of the word. ”You could not even begin to understand what true bloodshed is, Neonate, for this is but a fraction of what I have witnessed for years! Risen from the ashes, out of the grave, and through the layers of garbage humans have laid upon the planets’ surfaces; I am here precisely because of my cooperation with humans,” she distained as though the word were unpalatable. ”Hurt me…” she nearly mumbled, ”What could you possibly do that has not already been done to me before? The pain of being dead is already wracking this vessel I inhabit, and yet, here you stand threatening to break me as though I was still very much alive.” Róisín’s elongated tongue reached out from two sets of teeth and slid up Nova’s cheek for a split second before retreating back into its sanctuary. The being cockily chuckled at the girl; waiting for even the smallest blunder to make its escape. ”Do you see now, Karl? This is exactly why we don’t conspire with their kind. This is all that comes of it! A thirst for power, the betrayal necessary to harness it, and their deluded idea of humanity; these are the traits every human possesses. They don’t care, Karl. They CAN’T care. It’s embedded into their DNA that so long as they get to live another day then absolutely nothing else matters.”
Instead of arguing with Róisín as he had done before, Karl stayed absolutely quiet. He looked to Alister, Róisín, Nova, and even Leon, as though he were trying to process all the information coming into his databanks at once. He had been sure of himself earlier when he defended the crew. Róisín was special to him, that was no doubt, and the little AI had several big choices to make. Should he help Róisín? Should he help the crew by deactivating Róisín until they were able to contain her? What was the right thing to do?
And I don't know where I've been, And I don't know what I'm into, And I don't know what I've done to me
And as I watch you disappear into the ground, My one mistake was that I never let you down
So I'll waste my time and I'll burn my mind, On miss nothing, miss everything
Miss androgyny, miss don't care, What I've done to me
¤Company: Karl, Nova, Alister, & Leon ¤Condition: 72% ¤Location: Persephone's Engine Room
I am misused, I don't wanna do, Be not your slave
Misguided, I mind it, I'm missin' the train
A few cackles escaped her clenched fangs, jostling around the innards of her throat. Róisín released her metallic exoskeleton, sending it snapping back into place as the black fluid pouring out of the hole in her face clung to it in web-like strands. Bubbling crackled out from the hollowed eye sockets as her face reattached itself and her obliterated eyeball began to reform under the cover of darkness. She let out a snake like hiss, staring down at the prey still hooked upon one set of claws. “That will come in due time… I want to really enjoy ripping your flesh from your bones,” she said as she slightly moved the claws embedded within his back. While she was safe from any more of his punches and kicks, she no longer had the cover of darkness to aid her attack. She couldn’t rely on the imaginations of the Persephone’s crew to warp her image and instill fear into their hearts. The psychological terror that came upon witnessing her grotesque face and titanic arms would have to suffice until she was able to escape to her ship. For now though, she still had the matter of carving up her latest meal. Deciding just how to drag out his torment was proving to be as difficult as restraining herself from simply ripping out several of the vital organs nestled gently beneath her grasp. She knew where his ribs were, she could feel them pressed against her knuckles. She knew where his spine was; inches from puncture. It would be easy to end it all for the suffering individual, if she had any mercy left in her soul for the human race.
She let out a disapproving hiss as her prey turned his gaze away from her. What could have been more important than to keep one’s eyes on their attacker when death was but a moment away? Silvery orbs, now hidden in the pitch blackness beneath her hood, trailed the ground in search of his attention, coming upon two sets of boots at the other end of the room. Before she could set her sights on the ‘new’ arrival, that she had obviously missed in all the commotion, she heard a voice ring out in the engine room. Enough. Enough? No! It wasn’t enough! It would never be enough to satiate the rage within her! Who was this girl to command her?! Jaws stacked to the nines with sharp fangs opened to protest, but were stopped by the all too familiar sound of electronic beeping. She suddenly couldn’t move any of her body parts from the neck down, no matter how hard she tried. She was trapped. Her claws were torn from Leon’s body as she was thrown from his back and forcibly pinned up against a wall. She snapped her jaws a couple times, growling and hissing in a futile attempt to free herself from whatever contraption had imprisoned her. She heard the sounds of footsteps and her meager attempts at thrashing ceased, instead focusing a shaded gaze at the mutant girl approaching her. The girl had weaponized her belt with a tractor beam modification. The monster narrowed its eyes at the modified being. Had she been wrong to assume this man was not a part of the crew and Alister’s word to be true? She should have known better than to take a human’s word. Her fury towards the commander and her anger at Karl’s kidnapping had blinded her in many ways that night. Her mistakes were piling up and her mood only continued to sour. This ship would pay for what it had done.
”Mister B?” chimed the little fish as he floated closer to Alister’s face. ”I’m confused,” he admitted. ”I thought you wanted to let the flying man get eaten? I think he’s still alive and I don’t think Róisín was finished; he still has all his body parts! Why is Pinky stopping her?” he wondered out loud. He was obviously worried, though there was a bit of a disappointment in his voice. Had Alister lied to him and broke his promise? Had he just led Róisín to her death? Róisín would get out of this like she always did! Wouldn’t she? It was really starting to bother him how things seemed to be turning out for the worst.
The beast’s low growling seeped through the tiny spaces in its maw, eyes dead set on the girl standing between her and her victim. ”Enough? ENOUGH?!” she roared out. ”You know not of which you speak! RELEASE ME! This is a moderate price for the crimes committed! In exchange for the lives aboard this ship, a single sacrifice was made. I was promised a meal in exchange for my cooperation. I am a predator to the damned. I’ve chased my prey past the horizon where not even the stars’ light reaches! YOU WILL NOT KEEP ME FROM THE SOUL THAT IS RIGHTFULLY MINE TO DEVOUR!” She tried to struggle once more, audibly getting more and more enraged the longer she was contained. ”Bloodshed is absolutely necessary! It is what drives humanity in the eight arms of chaos! Bloodshed,” she spat as though the word had been misused. There was more than a little sarcasm in her drawl of the word. ”You could not even begin to understand what true bloodshed is, Neonate, for this is but a fraction of what I have witnessed for years! Risen from the ashes, out of the grave, and through the layers of garbage humans have laid upon the planets’ surfaces; I am here precisely because of my cooperation with humans,” she distained as though the word were unpalatable. ”Hurt me…” she nearly mumbled, ”What could you possibly do that has not already been done to me before? The pain of being dead is already wracking this vessel I inhabit, and yet, here you stand threatening to break me as though I was still very much alive.” Róisín’s elongated tongue reached out from two sets of teeth and slid up Nova’s cheek for a split second before retreating back into its sanctuary. The being cockily chuckled at the girl; waiting for even the smallest blunder to make its escape. ”Do you see now, Karl? This is exactly why we don’t conspire with their kind. This is all that comes of it! A thirst for power, the betrayal necessary to harness it, and their deluded idea of humanity; these are the traits every human possesses. They don’t care, Karl. They CAN’T care. It’s embedded into their DNA that so long as they get to live another day then absolutely nothing else matters.”
Instead of arguing with Róisín as he had done before, Karl stayed absolutely quiet. He looked to Alister, Róisín, Nova, and even Leon, as though he were trying to process all the information coming into his databanks at once. He had been sure of himself earlier when he defended the crew. Róisín was special to him, that was no doubt, and the little AI had several big choices to make. Should he help Róisín? Should he help the crew by deactivating Róisín until they were able to contain her? What was the right thing to do?
And I don't know where I've been, And I don't know what I'm into, And I don't know what I've done to me
And as I watch you disappear into the ground, My one mistake was that I never let you down
So I'll waste my time and I'll burn my mind, On miss nothing, miss everything