With a series of pained and disgusted expressions, O Mighty Fat Cat spits out the vile flesh of the demon-thing onto its putrid corpse. Then, unable to stand it any longer, the Lunar's immense form quickly shrinks, lessening in size until he is his furless human size once more. As soon as he...
O Mighty Fat Cat cannot speak in in this, his most terrible form - his Spirit-animal form in Mountainous Expression. If ever there was a physical form for O Mighty Fat Cat's most desperate situations, this, he realizes, is it. It is not just his size, it is his mentality. He is held to a...
As time and distance become more and more, Chaska finds himself relaxing. Recording what he can, the Deliveryman tries to adapt to flying towards missions instead of his own methods of stalking steadily on the ground like a ghost at strike of midnight. Unused to viewing the world from above...
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Unable to speak, but quite able to think, O Mighty Fat Cat thinks, "Dat remains to be seen, O Malevolent Cocky Loudmouth!" Then O Mighty Fattest Cat attempts to bring it!
Studying Han Tha's defenses closely and icily, O Mighty Fat Cat...
(OOC Note: I am posting in here just to keep my mind in my character's. I've put waaay too much effort into O Mighty Fat Cat to lose him to lack of posting. =) )
O Mighty Fat Cat waits for his moment to pounce. Oh, how there was going to be a beating on Han Tha when the opportunity...
"Barge?" Dreamy pushes her hair behind her ear to hear Takuma more clearly while she strums her guitar, her fingers eager for practice. "What do you mean, Takuma? Did we recently take on a Splugorth Slave Barge or something?"
"Drive on, I say!" The newborn Altarian gives a big smile. "My...
"Dumb trap," Chaska sniffs as he marks the position of the place as they travel. "Only most desperate of human will attempt. Machine must know this."
There was a time when Chaska was among those desperate. More than once had he displayed incredible patience and cunning to take food or...
As Chaska and Woodstock dive after Lance and Pretty Bird, Chaska feels relief with each passing moment. Being up in the sky with no cover, nowhere to hide, as plain and easy to see, Chaska feels like a living fireworks display for the Machine to come and find and rend and terminate. But closer...
Chaska's eyes are glued on the two strange scorpion-like mecha!
The Deliveryman in him - heck, the powerful survivor in him that has kept him alive all these years living virtually alone on the surface of the world - screams to get the hell out of the sky and down to cover! Unconsciously, he...
Dreamy nods and grins as she happily gathers up her ectoplasmic cocoon and folds it together like an Airborne paratrooper stowing a recently-used parachute. The attractive material closes in nicely until it is about the size of a large camping backpack. This she takes outside along with her...
Although it is not his turn to act, O Mighty Fattest of Cats cannot help but smile grimly at Han Tha in materialized form! Oh, the smackdown the Lunar wants to dish out to this most-deserving of fiends!
Da Chonk is grinning like this and then some!
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"No," Dreamy replies. "I don't remember any of you at all. I only know that which lies in my genetic memory - those things that are passed down whenever my people clone themselves - and all of the notes my clone-mother provided me. They are quite extensive!"...
As they ascend, Chaska focuses every reasonable sense and power upon the tracks to learn what he can learn. If Outriders like Lance must fly and Dreadguards like Toni must follow a code of honor then Deliverymen must learn.
("Running water never goes stale." - Bruce Lee)
(Part 2 of 2.)
48 hours later, after the hugs and the farewells, there in the steely hollow of the Mountaineer's cargo bay is the prettiest, shiniest cocoon anyone ever saw. It is rather large being some 10 feet in height and 5 feet across. It is tucked out of the way as it can be into one...
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(Part 1 of 2.)
Hours after the Splugorth Slave Barge's ambush, Dreamy sits inside the Mountaineer's cargo hold still wearing in her full battle gear. She has been kneeling here. Kneeling in a meditative cross-legged position, her hands cupped together near her...
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Chaska continues gazing upon the sky as if it were an old friend. He was not raised underground but on it. He saw the sky every day. The stars were often his only friends, twinkling in the night like dreams there for the taking. The sky and the stars had...
Chaska grins at the feeling of sunlight and fresh air. He pets Woodstock while he notes the evidence not too far away. Chaska slips into hiding and trying to make himself the quietest, least detectable thing in the city.
Over the Bio-Comms, Chaska communicates with a touch of interest in...
Nodding once in Toni's direction, Chaska stares into the unknown tunnel like a soul born to discovering such things.
"Chaska no mind."
He walks, casually at first, then more lightly. Then he and his birb seem to vanish as they attempt to become one with the darkness of the underground.
Silently patting the head and neck of his best birb, Woodstock, Chaska is otherwise completely still. Still and at ease. The Deliveryman's every sense is open and monitoring for danger - a creature of the wild in his own element.
"Surface?" he glances Toni's way and then to Lance's Pretty...