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 Posted: Thu Jun 19, 2014 12:33 am
Cooro Cooro I have very few excuses as to why this took so long, so have my sincere apologies instead! The junkyard had become part of Cobaltite's designated patrol route, now. Along with the park and some residential districts. Partially because it was close to his house and it was easy to ambush anybody walking through there at night, and partially because it was where he'd been awakened to the negaverse, and so it felt special to him now. And of course, it was always useful for picking up electronics parts for stuff he was building - though he mainly did that as a civilian. After all, he didn't want to be seen slacking! That would reflect not just badly on him, but also on Serpentine, who Cobaltite might have the tiniest of hero-crushes on. That was to say he admired him greatly ; not in a romantic way, but in the 'I-want-to-be-you' way. He'd been the one to turn him and instruct him in the basics of the negaverse, and the teenager would be forever grateful. Tonight Lt. Cobaltite was simply creeping through the junkyard. He could sense another aura around somewhere...but he was pretty sure it was a Negaverser. At least, he hoped he was right. He was in no mood to get beaten up by ANOTHER senshi. Though meeting some of the other factions he'd heard about could be interesting. He'd yet to meet a corrupted or DMC senshi - those who were working with them - and in truth he was kind of desperate to meet a guardian cat, because talking cats. How cool was that!? Either way, he wasn't confident enough in his aura reading skills to risk it, so he was sneaking up on the aura when he caught a flash of dark colours and relaxed. So far he'd not met any bad guys with dark colours - only the good guys wore dark, and so he called out. "Hello!"
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Posted: Sat Jun 21, 2014 12:10 pm
What did Schreibersite hate? Draining people! Not just draining people, but the unwilling draining, the people who resisted and fought and fled! Yes, draining people was quite alright in clubs, at parties, in giant crowded places, but just an individual to suck dry? No, no, it was terrible, awful! Simply Awful! And though he didn't want to disappoint his master, Buddingtonite, by slacking, sometimes it was just very fun to power up and explore.
He could run faster, jump higher, and just explore without any real consequences to his typical fragile human body. Of course, this way he couldn't bring his friends with him, but being alone could be just as fun as being with other people!
Today, he was near the junkyard, standing around random stuff that he liked to collect. Nothing useful, or repairable, just trinkets and unique things that could be used to decorate his deteriorating home. and sometimes he made friends here, other hobos who sometimes traded among themselves for cool things. Soon enough, he was spotted too, and the 'hello' was eager and he was just as eager to hop down and great the dark spot. He was dark, he felt like his master, but weaker, so he was a friend!
"Hiya! How's it going? What are you doing here? Are you a hobo too? Only hobo's hang around here this late at night. You are incredibly pink! So pink! Like candy!"
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Posted: Wed Jun 25, 2014 4:25 pm
Cobaltite had no problem with draining people, whether they resisted or not. To be honest, the boy had few morals and wasn't above using his 'candy' hair and big green eyes to their finest effect, which was disarming people. Combined with his baby face and short stature..well, he might not be the strongest, swiftest or even most co-oardinated of Negas, but he was good at trickery. Plus once you got past a certain point in draining people, it was hard for them to resist. But he'd fufilled his daily energy quota for tonight, and so was just wandering. Exploring, even. Cobaltite had met some friendly Negas, but none quite as...enthusiastic as this particular Nega. Quietly admiring the ease at which Schreibersite darted down the junkheaps, he smiled nervously at the other lieutenant. "I am very pink, yes. You are quite um, ....orange? At least your outfit is. It's nice, looks like a spacesuit." He pursed his lips slightly at the other thing, though. "I'm not a hobo though. I just like exploring, and the junkyard is full of such interesting stuff!"
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Posted: Thu Jul 10, 2014 9:22 pm
"Oooh, space suit! Really? I haven't ever thought of that! Yes, yes, a Space suit! I love it!" Schreibersite reached down to his pant leg, pulling the fabric that wrapped around it away, and let let snap back into place; He moved and did it a few times, on his arms, on his hip. It was so snug and spandexy! It was perfect for him!
After going about and doing such for a few seconds, he stopped, standing still to look at the pink man again, looking at his outfit as well.
"Sleevy. Very sleevey, yours is. You are a shadow, like me. No, not that you are a shadow, you have a shadow! A nice shadow! Like me, I have a shadow. Not just a shadow but a shadow. Powerful, strong shadow! And to have a shadow means you have a name, a special name! A NEGA name! What is your name? It must be a good name. My name is Schreibersite! It is a bad name, a horrible name, because Schrei in German, it means to scream. I don't like to schream, I don't like making other people schream! It's a bad thing, yes. But you, your name, it must be a fantastic name, what is it?"
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