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 Posted: Mon Nov 13, 2017 7:12 pm
The air was crisp, the colors were changing on all of the trees, and there was a very distinct smell of pumpkin spice in the air. Latte at her feet, Raleigh was hunched over and trying to angle herself so she could get the most perfect shot of Destiny City's skyline. The sun was starting to set so the lighting was just right as it peaked between the buildings- unfortunately, it was getting dark much, much faster these days and the young teen didn't realize how far from the city's core she had wandered. She picked up her latte and took a sip as her free hand scrolled through her day's work, all of her focus on her camera and zero of it on her surroundings or where the hell she was even walking. She tripped over her own feet a few times as she wandered along the darkening streets in the outskirts of Destiny City, idly making her way back kinda sorta. SSBrosB Hope that's okay~ Vague outdoor setting and a distracted teenage girl ripe for the picking XD
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Posted: Tue Nov 14, 2017 6:28 pm
Da*n it! Nothing is working! Arsenopyrite thought as he walked down the darkening streets of the city. He knew he should have been patient. He knew that he should take this slowly. After all, how many tries had it taken to make just the light bulb? Over a hundred or something? Experiments such as these would take many, many tries, and he knew they would. It was a lot like learning how to draw well. One had to be very patient in order to do it well. And start with the basics.
And that was part of the problem with all of this. Arseno hadn't even had anything to start from, which meant a lot more 'experiments' than he had wanted, or that he thought there were enough volunteers for. He hadn't wanted to resort to... other methods to obtain his experiments, but it was starting to prove to be difficult without doing so.
Tonight though he had just wanted to let off some steam. He would have gone in his regular civilian form, but too many times had he been targeted by his own Negaverse 'allies' to consider it anymore when it started to get dark in the city. He risked attack while powered, but at least he could fight back.
He had kept to the shadows, but something caught his attention out of the corner of his eye, and he looked to see what was there. It seemed to be some female, who was looking through a camera and not paying any attention to her surroundings. He hesitated for a moment, unsure if he should go through with it.
But... he was desperate. And so he made his way towards her...
Knocking her out was too easy, as he used the blunt part of his weapon to knock her out, or at least try. Perhaps if she stayed knocked out, this would be easier.
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Posted: Sun Nov 19, 2017 5:03 pm
She heard his footsteps before she saw him. The young teen swallowed hard, trying to steady her breathing and to keep herself from the panic that was bubbling in the pit of her stomach. The feeling of her henshin pen in her jacket pocket was the only thing that gave her relief- that kept her from being afraid when she was out alone at night. She was fully prepared to lose out on her latte to power up if it came down to it... Though the $5 drink would be greatly missed. Raleigh was ready to turn and tell the assumed stranger that he should leave before she made him regret it, but before she had a chance she felt the blunt force of an object against the back of her head. Her eyes rolled into the back of her head as she dropped to the ground in a heap, her precious latte spilling and her camera falling to the concrete with a loud smash. The hot liquid crept towards her, staining her jacket and making her smell of coffee and pumpkin spice.
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Posted: Fri Dec 15, 2017 5:02 pm
Arseno had meant to catch her, but it seemed that she had fallen too quickly. He cursed to himself as he gathered her up in his arms. He hadn't meant to knock her out that badly, but he still wasn't too used to his weapon, and usually he had used it on people whom he thought deserved it. But... he was growing desperate. Taking a quick look, he picked up the camera, and quickly hid it behind a small wall. He felt badly about targeting her. Perhaps he wouldn't do too much to her. Just... something small.
He cursed again before teleporting to Negaspace. Once there, he quickly headed for the Cathedral and down into the lower parts, eventually reaching a closed door. He opened it quickly, and the room blinded him for a moment. It always did. It was so much brighter than most of the Cathedral, but he had convinced the higher ups that he needed a more modern room, and a lot more lighting. It still wasn't... perfect though. One could tell that whatever this room was in, the building was old. And the lighting wasn't too good. He had crystals lighting the wall, and had managed to get what was pretty much a make-shift white crystal chandelier in the middle of the room to be able to see what he was doing to his experiments more quickly.
There tons of bottles and tools either lining the walls or safely stored in sterile containers. Not that they really needed to be sterile. One wouldn't get an infection from having part of their soul torn open, unless he managed to make them bleed. Better safe than sorry.
Moving to the middle of the room, he quickly put the woman in the cushioned chair in the middle. Somehow they had been able to procure a patient "bed" for him. He was sure that someone worked at a hospital and had generously donated it somehow. He didn't question it. Using the straps on the side, he quickly strapped both her arms and legs in, and moved towards one of the containers on the main shelf, grabbing a scalpel, come cloths, and a few other tools, before putting them on the sterilized rolling side-table and wheeled himself over to her.
He would still work. He could still check something out. But... could he go through with it on an innocent person? So far, he had only experimented on those guilty of crimes or those actually wanting to end their lives. To do it on someone who was neither... his conscious was eating at him again. The thing that the chaos within his soul still hadn't been able to reach yet. It was why he had felt guilty almost every time he heard his experiments scream. Could he really convince himself that this was for the greater good? That this would be saving his brother? That it would save others from being killed because their starseeds were taken by overzealous officers?
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... He lifted the scalpel off the table, and infused the tool with chaos. Now, it could cut directly to the starseed.Sylent Nyte Sorry for taking so long to reply! And tell me if you need me to describe the room more!
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