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Codebreaking Conversationalist
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 Posted: Sun Nov 21, 2021 4:14 am
Maybe Hydor should have been annoyed that he seemed to be an endless magnet for particularly annoying, book-destroying, snarky as ********, backpack-invading guardian cats. On the other hand, perhaps Hydor didn't despise the company as much as he occasionally implied. Maybe. "Somehow don't feel anymore Chaos auras out here." Hydor let something of a dismissive snort. Good. Maybe they had been chased off for the moment. He didn't think it was him, exactly, but perhaps the energy of a super senshi with a nearby guardian cat was enough to keep other sources of irritation at a distance. Honestly, unfortunate. After that s**t they pulled with trapping them all in a net of alien generators, all he really wanted to do is figure out what their connection was and also perhaps to punch them in the face. He wasn't certain how many that they had lost. He was certain that the feeling that it pushed on him hadn't ever been something he wanted to experience, nor did he wish to experience it again. The rage was something that had touched on something he hadn't felt in a long time. The images that rage had brought with it was something he couldn't often escape, but desperately did not want to spend any time thinking about. It didn't often work. It didn't usually swing back and take him over in that ******** glanced to the aforementioned nuisance of a guardian cat, quirking a brow at him and crossing his arms. "Think I could go back to my homeworld again. You interested in going to some Waterworld bullshit?" strickenized as promised, sorry it's a bit on the shorter side! let me know if this start works
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Posted: Sat Nov 27, 2021 5:20 am
"'Course you don't. Them assholes know better than to come 'round here, now that we're open for a**-kickin' business." Faust snorted; senshi could be so damn dumb about their sworn enemies sometimes. Who the hell would come around kicking up trouble while Faust was in the neighborhood? Especially if Faust had some backup with him?
Only the damn stupid ones, that was who. And they must've been fresh out of damn stupid ones; clearly Faust picked them off already.
The chubby warrior cat made a show of rounding the building, pausing at the corners to meow out at the darkness. It didn't sound like much of a threat, but Faust liked to think that his catly meow was his calling card — like a warning to anyone else out there that he was in town, and he was ready to kick some a**. Usually, once he'd meowed a few times, chaos was all but gone — retreated straight back to its hellhole in the middle of ******** he turned around, sat on his haunches, and chuffed triumphantly at Hydor. Who was already changing the subject to something about water. Something something homeworld —
Homeworld! Maybe they could find some ancient, evil-destroying weapons or some s**t. The thought was exciting, but he couldn't risk acting too interested in the idea. He had an image to preserve.
"Yeah, whatever."
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Codebreaking Conversationalist
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Posted: Sat Nov 27, 2021 9:39 pm
The concept that perhaps the Chaos auras stayed away because of the team-up of Hydor and Faust specifically was enough to bring the slightest bit of a smirk to his face, but only just. Perhaps it was the fact that the two of them were out there, Faust on his determined patrol as Hydor watched him. Perhaps it was just luck of the draw. But it was a nice thought. Yeah, whatever was about the response that Hydor expected, and he shrugged just as dismissively, uncrossing his arms and choosing a bit more of a relaxed position. "Alright, to Waterworld we go." Yeah. Too much ******** water. He still hadn't seen any damn sign of land yet. Nothing visually, nothing in memories-- Hydor whipped out his phone and let his finger hover over the button that would take him and Faust out to space, gesturing for Faust to get a bit closer. "Hop on. I'll press the button when you're ready." When Faust was close enough and Hydor pressed the button, they would in short order find themselves on the deck of a medium-sized ship that might have reminded a ship expert of a fluyt. The only thing Hydor observed about it, considering he was very much not a ship expert, was that it was not land. A pity. Definitely plenty of space worth exploring though. Maybe the prior residents had left something worth taking a look at... Hopefully, he wouldn't have to figure out how to move a ship again. The skies looked stormy in the distance, but perhaps, fortunately, where they are seemed relatively peaceful. Light waves, nothing that was significantly rocking the boat. Wasn't ******** raining at least.
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Posted: Wed Dec 01, 2021 2:24 pm
Faust wasn't big on thinking. He hadn't put any thought to Hydor's question when he asked — just, something about Waterworld, his homeworld, let's go, yeah whatever — but when they went up and got there, Faust realized there were Problems.
Water wasn't much of a problem for a Kurilian bobtail like Faust, but he'd always been a cat of the land when he wasn't cat paddling through someone's swimming pool. Either way, he never spent time on a boat, and as soon as he touched the ground, he realized he never wanted to be on a boat ******** Waterworld. This was horseshit. Who the hell came up with the idea of building a damn ship and calling it a place to be?
So Faust lurched off of Hydor's shoulder and onto the deck, where he stumbled about gracelessly and searched for a place to vomit. He didn't get far; managed a few steps toward the steps up to the front deck, then his sides began a characteristic heave.
If he could talk around the shoestrings of spit hanging down from his tongue, he'd have cursed the damn sway of the boat.
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Codebreaking Conversationalist
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Posted: Wed Dec 01, 2021 5:34 pm
Hydor hadn't necessarily put the pieces together that bringing a cat onto a ship might have been a bad idea, but Faust's lurching and stumbling away had the audacity of making Hydor actually feel sorry for him. Not that he'd do a particularly good job of showing that. "Thanks for adding vomit to the deck." His voice was sarcastic and exasperated, even as he walked over with his arms crossed to check on him and make sure he wasn't turning ... green, or something. He wasn't totally sure how nausea worked for guardian cats. He also had no inclination to clean up the results. It'd probably rain on deck eventually, right-- "What this damned boat has always wanted, I'm sure." Honestly, Hydor agreed with Faust to a degree -- didn't understand what the ******** his people were before, but didn't understand why the hell they were settled on a planet that seemed to have no land but these non-land boats -- but did know at the very least it seemed to fit his ******** sphere. Guess he should have known that'd be the case. He yanked at one of his sashes before a piece of it came off, leaving it next to Faust and not near the seasickness. "Wipe your mouth or something."
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Posted: Sat Dec 04, 2021 6:59 am
Faust coughed and spat, then added, "Boat got what it damn well deserved. I ain't cut out for this… sea s**t." There was a word for it, Faust was sure, and Quenton would know it, but Quenton wasn't here to give it to him. Damn kid ran off to hell-knows-where, probably some froofy university out in ********, England to study some dead white guys. But Faust wasn't about that s**t — saving the world from Chaos was more important. So, he could be pardoned for not knowing the word for sea s**t.
"The hell are we? And I ain't askin' for no snide answers." The cat whipped up a glare at his sidekick.
While he wasn't feeling particularly well, vomiting had lessened his nausea enough that Faust felt up to moving around. 'Moving' meant stumbling and skidding and wobbling his way across the deck until he found a length of rope to hold onto for a few minutes, and until his limbic system finally decided how a cat could walk on a boat.
"And the hell are these tarpy things? Imma climb one." It might put some distance between him and water, and Faust was sure that would keep him from getting sick. Claws extended, he leapt to catch a sail by its bottom.
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Codebreaking Conversationalist
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Posted: Sat Dec 04, 2021 9:59 pm
Sea s**t. Being a sailor? Hydor was fairly sure he wasn't cut out for that nonsense either, and yet there he was, on a boat, and that was the only pleasure his damn planet would give him-- "Yeah, yeah, fine, straight answer. You're on the planet Hydor. Evidently, it's just a ******** world full of water. I haven't been able to find any land so far. Planet just keeps landing me on goddamn boats like this one." Like this one, because this one wasn't even ******** familiar, the audacity-- Maybe the other had gotten washed out by some ******** storm-- Wait, the tarps? Wait-- "Those are sails," advised Hydor, awkwardly, following after the wobbling cat and wondering if going to his homeworld with Faust had really been the best idea. Not because he was causing trouble, exactly, but he vomited and then walked off wobbling. Apparently, Mauvians and the Sea weren't all that compatible. The ******** did he know about cats-- "Help navigate the boat. Holes in it might be bad." Of course, if it helped Faust feel less nauseous, he guessed? Hydor eyed the sky in the distance again, just in case. Looked fine for now.
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Posted: Thu Mar 17, 2022 4:17 pm
"What the hell's it matter if they help navigate? You jus' said you never found no land…" The huffy cat wobbled and wiggled his way up the sail as his claws punched tiny holes in the canvas. Sometimes he added too much of his weight at once and tore thin lines down it, but he managed to reach the top of the sail.
It was easier to breathe from up here, and look around and s**t, though it made him want to vomit even more. Good thing he didn't have anything else in his system.
Damn if the wind didn't blow his fur every damn where, though.
"What kinda hellhole planet be this, no land anywhere… Hell did they get senshi from, then…" Faust chuffed to himself, then yelled down, "yo, Hydor, what if you got some Atlantis type'a s**t goin' on under the sea? Like your ancestors were ********' mermaids or some s**t." That had to be an option, right? Maybe Hydor's previous incarnation was some badass ******** with a trident made of lightning? Or if he rode sharks, or maybe he rode sharks with chainguns for fins, or they shot rockets outta their asses?
Did sharks have asses? Aw hell he was gonna be sick —
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Codebreaking Conversationalist
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Posted: Thu Mar 17, 2022 11:44 pm
"Might help us with the wind and s**t," Hydor knit his brows. Did they? Pretty sure catching the wind might make things worse. Or not. He knew jack-s**t about sailing. The past Hydor might have known more, but it wasn't like he knew what that guy knew. He might need to learn more about ******** sailing. Hydor let Faust make his way up the sail -- couldn't stop him anyway, and if it made him not vomit again, whatever worked -- and he snorted gruffly at the concept of his planet being a hellhole. Honestly, probably. All he had seen so far was ******** boats and storms and winds. He guessed there was s**t on the boats sometimes, but so far it hadn't been anything of interest other than-- "Huh." He crossed his arms over his chest, tilting his head to the side. "You know, there might be something to that. Now when I think about it, think I've seen some slits on necks in my hallucinations. Memories. Whatever the ********." Or whatever they were. People he guessed, but would they have really used the term people? What the hell did he know about aliens? "And if we lived underwater, that'd explain both my existence and the missing ******** land." Then why were there boats... were they amphibious or some s**t? Were Hydorics frogs? "You see anything interesting up there or is it still just water?" He wasn't seeing a whole lot interesting down where he was, except some glints on the water, but that was probably just the sun-- was sun even the proper term for some alien ******** star--
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Posted: Fri Mar 18, 2022 4:29 pm
"What the hell do we need wind for?" The Mauvian shouted back down. "There ain't no damn land!" Cosmos' sake, this damn senshi was as sharp as a rock sometimes.
But Faust liked rocks. They were useful — they held stuff down, they were dependable to sit on, and they were good for bashing people's heads in. He was sure that, someday, Hydor would make him proud by bashing in the head of a Negaverse officer. That would do his rock lineage justice. But for now? b***h was getting on his nerves.
"Goddammit." Faust chuffed. All Hydor's rambling sounded like they'd have to jump off the boat. But if anyone was jumping off the boat, it was Hydor. Faust would sit his a** on the deck and make sure the boat didn't sink while Hydor paddled around underwater like a goddamn dolphin.
Finally, Faust started back down the mast. It involved a few fat, graceless flops to the lower masts, where his paws usually missed the thin rod and he landed on his belly instead, then flopped to the next, until he could wiggle-flip his way down to the deck again. At that point, he landed on his feet — and looked smug for it.
"Ain't nothin' but water out there. You gonna put your a** in it?"
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Codebreaking Conversationalist
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Posted: Fri Mar 18, 2022 5:07 pm
Hydor really didn't have any interest in going under the water even if it sounded like he was going to inevitably have to. How the ******** was he going to find anything else when he didn't see anything else? "The hell do I know!" Come to think about it, why was there so much wind with no land? Didn't massive storms usually come off landmasses or something? That felt like something he had read about hurricanes at least. Of course, those shits were stronger over the water, so maybe he was just making it up or misremembering something, the hell did he know-- "Currents or some s**t?" Faust's absolutely graceless flops drew some snorts and chortles under Hydor's breath. He dared to look smug for actually managing to get off the mast, and Hydor couldn't help a snark of, "Proud of that landing?" Put his a** in it? Hell no-- "Does it look like I have scuba gear? The ******** am I gonna do, peek? We can look around for chests or something; there were a few on the last boat it landed me on--" There was that ******** glint again. He leaned slightly over the rail, looking over and trying to figure out if it was just ...star... glint or if that was something else. Of course, he was neglecting to notice that there was something else, the buzzing of a small damselfly-like creature ignored.
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Posted: Fri Mar 18, 2022 5:19 pm
"Watch your damn mouth! I'd like to see you do one better," Faust grumbled, swiping at Hydor's ankle. The portly thing then padded away from him, gathering himself up at the bow of the boat.
"You ain't gonna melt! Get yo' sassy b***h a** in that drink!" The cat spat at him. He grumbled afterward, puffing up.
Then Hydor mentioned something about chests, and Faust had seen enough TV to know that meant treasure. And Faust hadn't had any use for anything that came out of a chest, wardrobe, closet, whatever at any point in his life that he recalled, but treasure sounded like something he needed to get his paws on. Everybody always looked excited about it in the movies.
"Gonna ********' loot all that damn treasure without you, wiseass sonofa…"
So he rose up, and got started half-walking, half-sidewinding his way to the other side of the boat, for how heavily the damn thing swayed to and fro. He'd gotten so far, but then another churning wave dropped the cat onto his side. Huffing, he rolled himself back to his feet.
And saw some flashy, flying thing buzzing around. Suddenly he was back to Cat Instinct, treasure thoroughly forgotten. He wiggled his a**, leapt, and tried to snatch the thing out of the air with his teeth. "C'mere, ******** class="quote">seiana_zi
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Codebreaking Conversationalist
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Posted: Fri Mar 18, 2022 5:38 pm
Hydor's snort this time was a bit less under his breath and more blatant as he got swiped at and pulled his ankle away from Faust. Honestly, he might be able to. He wasn't any of those parkour bitches but something about his senshi abilities had helped with general things like agility and speed. Might be able to make a good climb out of that-- He wasn't terribly interested in doing so, though, more concerned about whatever the ******** kept shining on the water. The hell was that? Maybe it was some treasure that had fallen off the boat-- "'ey! It's my planet!" Hydor glanced away from the glitch to watch Faust start wobbling his way off to wherever the treasure was hiding. To be fair, he wouldn't have invited Faust if he cared if he swiped anything -- because honestly, he didn't really, Hydor the Planet seemed to be massive and watery and he wasn't sure if any of the chests had anything that were actually worth anything beyond being shiny -- but it was still his-- The hell was he swatting at? Hydor squinted as he watched Faust call the air a ******** and jump at it. The air, of course, was actually a damselfly-like-creature that quickly flapped its wings and attempted to get out of Faust's line of attack as quickly as possible, darting to the right suddenly and catching the sun just right-- "The ******** quickly followed after Faust, now very interested in what he was swatting at. -- The <******** that a ******** dragonfly?"
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Posted: Fri Mar 18, 2022 6:17 pm
Faust, owing to his new girth, failed to catch the buzzing creature on his first pounce. He then landed with a heavy thud before he gathered himself to try again.
"Dammit, Hydor, it can't be no damn dragonfly, cuz there ain't no damn dragons anywhere. That's why you don't see dragonflies in real life, either! Bitches went extinct with the dragons." Why did he have to explain everything to senshi these days? A bunch of 'em had phones in their normal-a** lives; couldn't they look this s**t up on their own? Or did they really need a badass, intelligent Mauvian like Faust to explain it all to them?
Too damn bad if they did. Faust had s**t to do, Negaverse agents to beat, and senshi to awaken. And, apparently, treasure to find. And flappy things to swat at.
"Might be some kinda Negaverse spy," he postulated while he wiggled his butt into position. Cat math calculated and double-checked for error, Faust launched himself up at the glowing, buzzing b***h again. If he could just nab the damn thing —
Maybe, just maybe, Hydor would shut his a** up and acknowledge Faust as the superior being that he was.
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Codebreaking Conversationalist
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Posted: Fri Mar 18, 2022 7:17 pm
... What? Hydor paused, blinked, squinted, and blinked again, feeling himself going through several stages of confusion (or maybe grief) before he decided to roll with, "I don't know why the ******** they're called dragonflies, but I don't think they're literal dragons-- plus we aren't even on Earth anyway, there could be ******** dragons here." Were dragons ever a thing? The hell did he know? Did the Mauvians know something he didn't? Were dragons ever legit? Was he thinking of ******** dinosaurs? What the ******** did any of this even matter-- For one, there wasn't supposed to be anything here in the first ******** place. Hydor was dead water world hell, right? That was why he was reborn on Earth? Before he quite put two and two together, Faust jumped up and, this time, the wily little damselfly didn't quite have any luck getting away and found itself captured in Faust's teeth. It squirmed unhappily, but it wasn't exactly going to be able to fight back-- "Hold up!" Hydor felt like he was scolding a cat. "There shouldn't be any Negaverse here in the first place what is that?"
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