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No lazy-tired thing for mood.

-Lamia Eisengraf</b>-
In the midle of silence. The background is in a wrecked building. Abandoned by something. It's just like a bomb has been 'sploded, but if so, where's the bodies? Where are the corpses? There's no one there. What kind of idiot would want to blow up an empty building? Guess again. It's no ordinary building. It was once a lab. A private lab. Someone was doing some scientific test, trying to made up 'Frankenstein' or something. But after 50 bodies went off outraged, the government did not let him to do another research. Remember Hulk? Well, he went enraged like so, but the difference, he didn't turn green. He went back, using another idea, using animals instead. All kind. Mammals, insects, reptiles, fishes, all kind. 'A deal's a deal. You cannot use human bodies anymore' 'Dead ones went 'alive' and went on rampage! How do you think living humans would not become worse than that?!' 'As I always asked you, what the hell is it that you wish to be the result? Reviving humans? Might be, but their memories? Impossible' 'Human nature is abstract. You couldn't just making a type of ' phoenix down' and use it for people and wish them to become the same!' 'If you think giving that thing to us, living humans, could make us became immortal, what do you think you're doing?' CRASH! Someone crashes off the whole desk with all sorts of watchamacallits. Who else? The mastermind, of course. 'The Hulk serum tries to make humans less likely to got disease, stronger and healthier. Iron Man was originally a flight suit. All I did is trying to make an enhancer for humans, that's all. Only those who think it's a weapon that it's a weapon'. That's how it starts. How it happens. The lab that destroyed? It's him, of course. Like in Hulk. He just doing a little things, well, not that little. If you're there, you can hear a stomping voice. It keeps going on and on and on, just like 'someone' walking. Since the madlab is in between the public, of course people around call those-who-in-charge. The damage on the lab is pretty insane, anyway. In such a high-tech steampunk-like era, this guy's pretty hard to find. Heat tracker? Negative. Infrared? Negative. The special ops have cleared the area 99%. The 1% is just rubbles. Do you wish to find someone under tiny stones? I guess not. So where do you think it is? Hints? He didn't leave the area. In fact, he's still in the building. Underground? Nice choice, but there's no drill or anything there. So where is this guy? None other; the building. Like usual, accidents does happen. He turned into something as wicked as an abomination, but it doesn't seem to be the real outcome. The rubbles, the wrecked building, take a form of a human, just to the waist. The rest seems to be 'rooted' like a tree. "To serve and protect" is one of the police's motto, so of course they'll shot at him immediately. Classic. Being imperfect, the guy needs to make himself more... 'Comfortable' to move. The gunshots chipped off bits and parts of him. No reaction from him. Yet. At least, until the army came and fire off grenades to him. That's when he shmashed the ground with his righty, giving off a 'little' wave that throw off some explosion. It does cut off their firepower, but there's still some more to come, so he decide to do something else. Digging in. The 'dig in' was quite flashy, though. He spins himself-yes, the whole building that become him-like a 'lab tornado' and went in to the ground. Without the building. Police and marines, of course, think that he's gone, since that digging was like he's shattered to the ground. The whole unit checked it back again, with explosions, flame, everything. To make sure he isn't there. Well, yes, he isn't there. Where? Completing what he have done, of course. He keep on away from the public for long, and just making a great contact just that once. Ah, yes, that was the time where I met her. Ah, I apologise for using 'he' while the truth is, it was 'she'. Yes, this beautiful lady who claims herself as a pacifist is the mastermind behind that tragedy. No one was killed, but it does strike fear to the people around. I found her, and brought her. Where? As a storyteller, or I most probably, a taleseeker, I brought her to my... Dimension... Where she will get a new name, new life, and no matter what she is, she will find more things that is the same with her. People in her realm would probably think she have a 'superpower', while I'd say, it's something more like a curse. A gift that you don't wish to be given to you. In my realm, her kind would easily be called a golem, but if you're too fast to judge, you're off with a steel fist marked on your face. She was originally named Sandra White. I gave her the name 'Lamia Eisengraf', as she wished a different name when I offered her. The 'Lamia' is originally meant for her gender as a female, while the other name, starts by the 'Eisen', I take it as her race in my realm; iron. Well, not entirely, true, since she's steel-type. But 'Florian' in my place refer to all kinds of metal, so there goes. So the meaning of the name's quite lame, actually. "Lady of Iron", while the name I gave her is actually rather cool, it seems that the meaning doesn't please her pretty well. It seems.
--

-Radiogekive Nukewaste-
Chernobyl, April 26, 1986. Found this snake around 23 years ago, yep. Never thought a little snake like him could turned on into this kind of genetic mutation. Sometimes I believe radioactive could mutate something, but I've never seen one until I see this one... Thing... I brought this guy to here after 13 years later, after I realize that this thing will be going to keep living. Luckily enough, the citizens have been evecuated, and the city of Chernobyl is pretty empty. Good chance for him to hide. When I found him, this guy's a real savage. Mindless, great amount of brute force. Most ballistic bullets just melt down and some other pierce him like he's water. 'Liquid Dermis' is what I call it. Wonderfully, this guy isn't shaped like a slime, though. More like a lizard, comodo, maybe. His form is pretty solid, despite of his liquid-substance body. I have pretty much trouble taking him back, of course, who doesn't? After some time, I've managed to make him able to think by putting in 5 supercomputer cores, and another 3 cores that I specially made for his 'heart'. Before, he was just like in big-monster-snake movies, with bonus some fingerlike fangs on both of his snout's edges. Now he's formed more like a humanoid dragon, although he still can transform himself into that huge serpent again. His leaky body now are scales, but his hands aren't that well-shaped. Three fingers on the left, four fingers on the right. It doesn't bother him, though. I put him on the ' Panzer General' just to fill up my mood. He did well, anyway.
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-Cerberus Kirnell-
One of my titans. He's originally from my realm. A weapon that's just too perfect to become one. He decide to betray his own creators and turned against them. I helped him to ran away back then. I didn't see much things to expect from him before, until I see his own reasons. Like every living being, he have someone to protect, and it wasn't him. I can't believe somone like him would still think a small family of a girl, who in my opinion, will always be fine. He got separated with that family for safety, and I brought him to meet up with her again recently. Other titans usually call him with 'Kiru', but he seems to be not really likes it. He said 'Kiru' sounds like 'Kill'. I placed him as a Colonel to fill my mood again. As the name tolds, he's 'three headed'. Alright, only one, the other two's his guns storage and his Twin-Howitzer Cannons. I only give allowance for Howitzers only for my titans. There's only three of them, so if you find a howitzer in a black market, you can believe it's fake. This guy's originally a small drone weapon, and I help him to get a 'new look' by giving him some 'diamond-thread'(yes, it's just a name) cover, which is the 'cerberus' he is now. He didn't bark, just bites.
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-NBS-Union-
*No, you're not going to find much about this NBS that's connected to me until it's fully ready to announce.
  • Mood: Lazy
  • Listening to: Hear nothin'
  • Reading: Me eyes
  • Watching: Rain Man
  • Playing: None yet
  • Eating: Airy air
  • Drinking: Puffy air
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