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Post by Vlad the Vampiroid on Feb 24, 2012 2:03:48 GMT -5
Location: Residential District: Shopping Center
(OOC: Brie and Vlad are to start this out. If you wanna hop in ask me)
January 21, 25XX
The Batman Vampiroid stood over the edge of one of the many buildings in the shopping district. It was late. Midnight to be exact. And the night was still young. Vlad looked out over the streets as they were more or less mostly empty. This part of the Shopping district he was in now was pretty much closed at this time of night. It makes finding a meal in the city much easier when there's barely any witnesses around.
He jumped down from his perch and began to soar through the air. He gazed down at the dark streets bellow him as he began to search for an unsuspecting meal to show up.
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Post by Brie / Model En on Feb 24, 2012 4:14:53 GMT -5
She is the terror that jumps in the night. She is the golden knight who is a bad guy's nightmare. She is...
//...Would you stop with the narrations already? You're giving your position to the whole world!// Model En groaned. Brie paused from her speech, pouting at her unseen companion. She wasn't alone really; her trusty sidekick was her own armor! Cool, huh? //Ughh...I thought I told you to knock it off with the asinine narrations. You're not even in those flashy rags you call 'reading materials'!// "Hey, my comic books aren't rags!" Brie argued with her Biometal. "Come on...We've done this before!" Model En groaned again, doing a figurative eye roll. Indeed, they had done this a lot of times before, sneaking out of the house late at night to hunt down the 'bad guys', as the crazy girl had called them. While he didn't want to be a part of her crazy scheme, he didn't exactly have a choice. Why, oh why did he have to get stuck in a piece of metal anyway? That part he still couldn't understand.
In the meantime, Brie was oblivious to her Biometal's internal musings. She was out here again and she was determined to do at least one superhero deed before going to bed.
The spot she picked was perfect, though she had been using that building for a perch several times now. Why not? It offered the widest view. "Okay, you bad guys...Come out, come out, wherever you are...~"
The crazy girl, inviting trouble for herself.
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Post by Vlad the Vampiroid on Feb 24, 2012 15:55:17 GMT -5
My my what is that very shining object standing on that one building there? It looks like a person, and on closer inspection, it looked to almost have a female figure, a very young female figure at that. She seems to be wearing some kind of special armor.
Granted, he was able to tell all of this long before the girl would be able to tell that a certain spec of darkness flying in the air in the distance behind her was actually a large psuederoid.
His ears twitched as he heard her last line. "Bad guys eh?"
It would take him some time before he came close enough to her position, but during the flight to her building he felt something. . . familiar. It reminded him almost of the same thing he felt back when that issue at Slither Inc. with that "Monster" happened. Or when Albert and Ouroboros occurred. Was it possible this girl had a biometal on her, much like how he had his own biometals? He didn't suspect he was the only one who used the power of biometals after all. He found these special maverick "monsters" that have been reported over the years to be similar to himself if what reports he heard were true. Were they also Psuederoids like he was?
He never knew why the scientist who gave him the Model W's called him "a Psuederoid" in truth. Was it because of this new kind of biometal user he found in front of him?
She could be related to those other "Super Powered Warriors" that have been spotted in recent years. Still. . . what were these human shaped warriors called? Why could they retain their human shape if they do have biometals, and not turn into a monsterous form like a Psuederoid? Were these "monsters" imperfections compared to these "warriors"? Why should they be? If his suspicions are true they both rely on biometal! Why should the "monsters" be considered the "imperfect" ones?
Perhaps that was why the term "Psuedo" was in his species' name. The term for "fake". His earlier years would've made him upset that he couldn't have a human-like form to use his powers. However, over a century of using Model W in his mosterous form has made him appreciate his form. Now to see which of these groups of biometal users were superior. Psuederoids. . . or this other type.
He descended and landed on his feet some distance behind Brie, standing straight and tall with his arms folded behind his back and his legs together. He gazed down at the girl as if one would gaze down at a child.
"Now now that's rather insulting, to call one a 'bad guy' just for having an intimidating beast-like form," he said. His voice sounded very elegant and proper, almost like Christopher Lee's voice when he played Dracula, Count Dooku/Darth Tyranus, or even Soromon the White Wizard. His large K-9's were sticking out of his mouth and glistened in the moonlight, much like a Vampire's fangs would. "Now then child, if you would be so kind to enlighten me: Why is a little girl like yourself is out this late at night rather than enjoy a good night's slumber in the safety of your home?"
His eyes were glowing a bright red color as he stared down at her.
YOU ARE IN MY POWER! YOU ARE GETTING VERY SLEEPY! SLEEPY! SLEEEEPY!
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Post by sugarplum on Feb 24, 2012 21:49:55 GMT -5
So why was a prima donna ballerina actress coming home so late at night? Well, she had late dress rehearsal performance on her dance routines and it lasted until eleven at night, so she had to rush home, wearing a thick fur coat on top of her jumpsuit and leotard. Her modified pointe shoes could be seen poking out and her hair was still up in a very tight bun as she lightly adjusted it, clutching her purse.
Rich Girl at night, right over there. She didn't realize she was going to walk right into a potential fight this time around, well, not until she neared the location where they were and just hit the area beneath them.
"... This place is NOT supposed to be unnerving. Someone should fix these street lamps, then!"
Wait, something was odd... that was a Pseudoroid she could sense! She could easily tell, the fact is that there was some kind of bimetal fused in him since Pseudoroids were like that. Something else was there too btu she didn't care about that. Her expression and tone quickly switched from a haughty one to a much more cautious nature.
Her kind were unexpected, after all.
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Post by Brie / Model En on Feb 29, 2012 0:20:38 GMT -5
Brie continued on her watch, her eager sharp eyes scanning the area below the building she was perched on. What sort of bad guy would she find tonight? A mugger? A thief? A killer on the loose? A fugitive? Or better yet, an escaped super monster from the Dark Void? An excited tingle ran down her spine as she began to sink into one of her super-heroic imaginations, thinking up a scenario from a comic book and then simulating it with her as the main hero.
Model En, in the meantime, was still pondering how in the world did he end up with such a child. So immature! Didn't she realize that she was putting herself in grave danger? Why couldn't she just be like those normal kids who were fast asleep in their beds? He'll never understand this peculiar hobby of hers!
Then, he sensed something not too far off. It felt vaguely familiar, yet at the same time, unfamiliar. However, he knew danger when he sensed it. //Hey, girl!// Unfortunately for him, Brie was far too absorbed in her imaginary world. Some watchman she is... Model En fought the urge to groan loudly. If he had hands, he'd be strangling her by now! //I SAID, HEY!// he yelled directly into her thoughts.
It worked.
Brie snapped out of her dream and, after recomposing herself, glared at her unseen partner. "WHAT?! Can't you see I'm busy?!" //Busy, my foot! While you're 'busy' daydreaming, I sensed danger approaching!// At the mention of 'danger', Brie finally realized what her Biometal was telling her. She finally felt the strange presence and it was getting nearer...
By the time she'd turned around, she came face-to-face with a...really tall...vampire...
...Just like the one in the 'Vampire Campus Journal' comic book!
Instead of being intimidated as she was gazed down upon, a very high-pitched squee came from Brie. This is it; this is it! An encounter with a dark mysterious figure who happens to be a vampire! She can now check that encounter off in her list of superhero cliches things-to-do.
The vampire guy spoke...Wow, he even got the voice down...making Brie tilt her head in puzzlement. "Oh. You heard that, huh? Heehee..." she giggled rather sheepishly. "Buu. Who am I kidding? Vampires have supersonic hearing...Don't they? Oh, come on! Don't look at me like that! I meant it in a general term!" She paused as she continued to look up at the vampire guy. "You don't think you qualify as the bad guy, do you?"
At the question of the girl-out-late-at-night, Brie rested her hands on her hips and puffed out her flat chest proudly. "If you must know, I'm on guard duty, protecting this sector from the bad guys! I still have an hour to go though...BUT YOU DON'T NEED TO KNOW THAT! Oops." she gasped, covering her mouth with one hand. Boo to her self-imposed curfew! But her uncle mustn't find out!
Brie found herself staring at the vampire guy's eyes again. For some reason, she couldn't get her eyes off them...
In the meantime, Model En was practically screaming at her while she chatted with the dangerous presence. That figure...That...That monster. He couldn't help but feel something familiar about this one, like he'd seen this one before...Or could've seen...But he couldn't remember where and when.
He pushed it aside and tried to focus on snapping Brie out of the vampire's mesmerizing gaze. She was in immediate danger, slag it! Why couldn't she be more careful?!
As if things weren't bad already, Model En felt another presence, similar to the vampire in front of them. Great. Just great! He was left with little choice...outside of taking over her consciousness. //SNAP OUT OF IT, YOU STUPID GIRL, OR I WILL TAKE THOSE STUPID RAGS AND USE THEM TO MAKE UDON!//
That did it.
As an automatic response to him insulting and threatening her precious comic books, Brie snapped out of her trance as she yelled back at her unseen partner, "YOU WOULDN'T DARE! YOU CAN'T EVEN COOK!"
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Post by Vlad the Vampiroid on Feb 29, 2012 0:50:22 GMT -5
//OOC ADMIN EDIT: Pseudoroids cannot hear biometals. They can only sense their presence. You have three days to fix this post.
Vlad just kept the same pose he had before as he kept looking down at the girl explaining herself. The other voice he was hearing. . . By the sounds of it, it was probably the girl's biometal from what he could guess.
There was also the matter of that other presence he was sensing. Unlike the girl's biometal though, he could recognize this other source to be another Model W. Interesting. Perhaps there was another "Psuederoid" out there.
One of his red eyes seemed to give his best attempt at raising an eyebrow at the girl's behavior, which was rather hard to do with a metallic face after all. Still, unlike most Psuederoids he managed to pull it off. Over 100 years of practice tends to help.
"You are either very courageous or very foolish, coming out this late at night with no apparent idea of what monsters lurk about," he said calmly in the same elegant voice from before. "If it would appease your curiosity and to give you an answer to your earlier queries. . ."
He took a deep breath before he continued. "Let's think of this rationally. I am a Vampire in essence, yes. A psuederoid. Vlad the Vampiroid to be precise."
He gave a bow at the introduction of his name before he stood back in the same manner he was standing a moment ago. "As a vampire, it is common knowledge I must feed on other living things in order to keep myself alive. It is of no personal grudge or hatred of reploids or humanoids, it is how I am. It is how I am able to survive, and I have done so for over 100 years. I am sure you can piece together the rest from there."
His brow went down as he looked back to the girl with the normal gaze he had earlier, only now he was studying her, examining the details of her appearance from head to toe.
"You have a biometal of your own, and your appearance seems to suggest you are using the power of your biometal right now to give you this current form," he began. "However, it is not of the same Biometal I have myself, Model W, nor does your appearance suggest you are a Psuederoid. What exactly is this. . . thing you and your own biometal partner have formed together? What do you call yourself and the type of warrior you are?"
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Post by sugarplum on Mar 4, 2012 15:48:47 GMT -5
OoC: I'm going to consider that thing about Vlad hearing biometals debunked. <__<
Ic: Sugarplum herself could hear talking on top of the roof as the lights were flickering and going out. She took the chance to finally change into her Pseudoroid form without anybody else looking, her purse hooked around her waist this time. She then crouched and then jumped high up into the air, looking around with her big, bug like eyes.
"... Hmph!" She couldn't exactly see well in the dark, and was tempted to use her Flash ability to help lighten up the sky, but the sounds of a young girl and an elder man could be heard upon the roof and she floated close to it. At least the moon and starlight allowed her to see the figured well enough.
"Oh, it's just a girl..." She flapped her wings to keep herself aloft in the air. "And a Pseudoroid. Nothing important." She was still very wary of Vlad, though.
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Post by Brie / Model En on Mar 7, 2012 2:03:41 GMT -5
"Hey, I prefer being 'very courageous'." Brie replied, puffing her cheeks out at the vampire droid. //...'Very foolish' would be the more correct choice, actually.// Model En argued. "En! Shhh!" Brie hissed at her unseen partner before looking up at the vampire droid as he introduced himself. 'Vlad'? Now why wasn't she surprised? "You're a vampire? Neat! This is my first time to see a vampire...even though you're not the type I've read about. So, so!"
She blinked as she tried to get a closer look at Vlad. Well...He did fit the vampire character, down to the blood sucking ability, only mechanized. In her sparked curiosity, the questions started rolling in. "Do you really sleep in a coffin? Do you hate garlic, sunlight and crosses? Is it true you go after pretty young girls, like me~?" Model En groaned loudly, as he thought of several words to describe his Biomatch. However, all his thoughts came down to a simple //Grrr...//
Brie tilted her head when Vlad asked her what sort of combination she was using. How would she know what exactly was she doing? All she knew was... "What do I call myself? I am a SUPERHERO~!" she proudly declared in a singsong voice as she twirled on her heels, ending in a pose that would remind one of their favorite childhood superheroine.
Oh, for the love of...Model En couldn't believe this. The crazy girl was practically showing off to a potential enemy and she was oblivious to the other presence, which had the same feeling as Vlad. //...Now that you're done making a fool out of yourself, do me a favor and get yourself into the defense now!// "Eh? Aww, come on! Can't I have a superhero moment even for a second?" //Let's put it this way...Continue acting like an idiot and you'll never have any more 'superhero moments'!// "Hey, you didn't have to be so pushy, you know?" Brie retorted, her cheeks puffing in annoyance. She looked around and could make out a winged figure up in the sky. "Eh...? What's that...*gasp* IS THAT A FAIRY??? Hey, hey! I see a fairy! First a vampire, now a fairy! Oooh, I am so pumped~!" //.........//
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Post by Vlad the Vampiroid on Mar 7, 2012 3:02:45 GMT -5
My my my, this girl seemed to have very little wit about her. She seemed interested in the subject of a real life vampire.
"I question exactly what kind of vampires you've read about," he said in a barely audible voice. Damn sparklepire teen poorly written novel series.
. . . Normally people run away from seeing him. Not this girl apparently. This girl just seems to be excited about the idea of such a dangerous thrill. Might as well answer those questions. She deserved that much as she was going to have her life sucked out anyways. "Yes I have a coffin, garlic gets stuck in my teeth on numerous occasions, crosses I have not yet had much of a difficulty with, and I just prefer the night sky over the day's."
With some thought he looked back down to her. "Yes, I guess you could say I go after young attractive females. A vampire needs his nutrition from wherever he can obtain it, so I am not just limited to only going after younger females. Of course, I'm close to two centuries old, so all females are young compared to myself."
He would give a small sweatdrop if he could. A Superhero? Really? That's what she calls herself? That's the reason she's in flashy gold armor and has a biometal giving her power? How naive and simple.
And now the other Model W he sensed has arrived and stolen his spotlight. A fairy huh? How very. . . interesting that this choice of Psuederoid should show up. A pink girly-looking Fairy is definitely a drastic change from the dark vampiric image Vlad gave off.
"Nothing important indeed. I am here just for my evening meal," he stated in a calm and elegant manner with an older voice that seemed to betray his somewhat monsterous appearance. Then again, everyone labels Psuederoids with the Monster label and not realize they themselves are individuals. "You are welcome to join me if you wish. I am sure your own Model W must desire supplement as well."
He looked back down to Brie's direction. His bright red eyes just stared in her direction. Well, technically Psuederoid eyes can't exactly blink. Not to this RPer's knowledge anyways. Such a hypnotic and mesmorizing stare. Such a beautiful stare his red eyes give off. Almost makes one forget his menacingly dangerous and dark appearance.
In a very quiet low hissing almost whisper sounding of a voice, almost like he was almost out of breath, he said, "Especially from one so full of. . . life!"
Little was Vlad aware of the fact that not all Psuederoids have to feast on lives as much as he does just to keep themselves alive and their biometals energized.
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Post by sugarplum on Mar 7, 2012 15:36:10 GMT -5
Sugarplum, of course, found herself in a very interesting situation. She found herself face to face with a little girl who... shouldn't be here, not only that, but the vampire pseudoroid wanted to absorb her energy. This girl had no idea what kind of a situation she was in, and Plum has been in enough plays and read what little books existed in this time to know that.
And then Brie went to offend her. "Ex-CUSE me?" She huffed. A fairy! "I'm a Sugarplum Fairy, the greatest dancer there is around here! Don't drop my name with those other little giggling goons!"
Vlad, though she didn't know his name yet, offered her to join the feast and she faltered. She wanted HIM to join? She looked at him and found herself a little mesmerized by the look. Wait a minute.. no! She was a Pseudoroid, and she didn't need energy like that! She shook her head violently and let another flap of her wings distract her.
"No! I don't feed off of the blood of others. Haven't you read the stories about faeries?!" Well mostly. In general mythology they were harmless and stole things, but were prone to far more dangerous behavior. Of course she didn't speak about that at all.
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Post by Brie / Model En on Mar 9, 2012 0:08:07 GMT -5
Brie heard that mumble, which caused her to bristle. Sure, she may be a nerd, but even she knew which stories were gold or crap. "Hey, if you think THAT's my view of vampires, I should've asked if you sparkle the first time! Did you hear me ask that? Nooo." she replied huffily, clearly offended, her cheeks puffing out in annoyance.
Based on Vlad's answers to her vampire questions, he wasn't a conventional vampire from fiction. That made Brie feel a little disappointed. "Oh, so you're just like one tall cosplayer. Buu...How boring." //...I don't see how his potential danger is 'boring', you crazy girl.// Model En groaned. //Can't you at least take this seriously?!// "I am taking this seriously! I'm gathering data!" //Gathering data, my foot...// Model En muttered. That ominous vibe Vlad was giving off...It was making him feel on edge...
Brie, on the other hand, was busy giving her attention to Sugarplum now. Did she say that she's the Sugarplum Fairy? Oho! Now THAT's even better! She rarely saw the Sugarplum Fairy depicted in comics, other than that one love story she'd seen once. "Really? You are?" Brie could barely hold in her very girly squee. "Eeeee~! You're much cooler in my book than this vampire guy already!"
Brie was much more mesmerized by Sugarplum now than Vlad; the novelty he'd held just a while ago had already expired. Poor guy.
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Post by Vlad the Vampiroid on Mar 13, 2012 0:28:57 GMT -5
"I highly doubt it, as my natural strength and abilities are just as fearsome as anything you may have read, if not far worse," he warned her with a small hint of irritation. Impudent little-calm down Vlad. She's just clueless that's all. He is somewhat surprised how much this little girl has been. . . well, if anything, responded exactly the opposite in every way he was expecting a normal person to react to learning the same knowledge of him that she just did.
He raised an eyebrow at Sugarplum's statement. Or at least tried to. Metallic faced Psuederoids. Always have a hard time making facial expressions and all that. "A sugar plum faerie? I am to assume you are referring to the same species of faeries in the Nutcracker Ballet Suite. I must admit, I am rather surprised such a peaceful looking creature would have been made into what normal mankind would refer to us as. . . or for what purpose we were to be used."
Again, he was surprised at her statement. "You rely on a Model W to give you your strength do you not? How can you still sustain your Model W without-"
Vlad stopped and reconsidered his thoughts. "My apologies. I seem to keep forgetting that not all Psuederoids are as old as I am. Your voice is still young, so that leaves me to assume you've yet to age to the point where Model W requires substanence in order to keep yourself functioning."
With that he crossed an arm over his chest, moved one foot back and spread his other arm out into a very. . . proper and elegant bow. "I must also apologize for not giving the proper greeting to another of my kind. My name is Vlad. Vlad the Vampiroid."
He straightened himself up and crossed his arms behind his back again. "And what is your name dear Sugarplum faerie?"
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Post by sugarplum on Mar 17, 2012 23:41:45 GMT -5
Sugarplum herself huffed when Vlad spoke up. Seriously? Did she call her that young? She just glared daggers at the man, as he conversed with the other girl. She seemed to be very clueless about the situation present and she just stayed quiet, wondering if she should warn the girl. She decided that she should say it after all.
"Girl, do you know how much trouble you are in?!" She snapped. Of course then Vlad spoke up again about...
"I don't want to talk about that Model W stuff. That's annoying." She then growled. WHy was he talking so strangely? "So you're implying you're some old man or something?" She then lowered herself down and touched the ground with her pointy sharp feet.
"Well my name is how you speak of it. Sugarplum the Faeroid."
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Post by Brie / Model En on Mar 24, 2012 22:17:54 GMT -5
Oh, really? Brie looked at Vlad, her expression that of boredom. "Been there, done that." she said rather casually. She didn't feel any fear from the Vampiroid, as in her mind, he was just some really tall cosplayer.
Whoa, there...The two Pseudoroids started talking to each other. If Brie were paying enough attention, she'd be learning some key terms that would be mentioned in the future. But right now; her mind is in comic books. Then again, it always is.
Sugarplum's warning caught her attention again. Trouble? "What trouble?" she asked, slightly puzzled. All she could see were, well...two fancifully designed cosplayers.
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Post by Vlad the Vampiroid on Mar 25, 2012 17:03:23 GMT -5
"A pleasure Sugarplum Faeroid," he said as he straightened himself back up.
He held out his hand palm up as he began his explaination. "Indeed it is as you say. I am indeed old. As you can see I am a Vampiroid, a creature based off of the legendary beings known as Vampires. This would imply a number of things as to my abilities, including what I've revealed already to this girl earlier. I am as old as the Sage Trinity themselves, and I am able to live on via the same method other vampires are able to live for centuries."
He looked back down to Brie. "Surely even you realized earlier what I seek in order to keep myself sustained for these many years. If you've yet to realize the danger you are truly in. . . I shall give you a small taste as to exactly what the dear Faeroid Sugarplum is implying."
Vlad lifted up his hand, positioning his fingers as if he were to snap them. He snapped them, and a few sparks seemed to flicker off from his fingers as he did so. Within the next second, a bolt of red Lightning flashed down from the sky and struck a spot on the building not too far off from Vlad and Brie.
"I can assure you my dear. . . " he began as his wings spread out. "I am more powerful than any other 'pretend' vampire you will see out there."
About ten Mechanaloid bats seemed to fly from the alleys nearby the building as they flew towards their master as he took center stage.
"Life is such a valuable thing. Yet not many people tend to realize just how valuable or insignificant their lives truly are until it is too late," he said as his eyes grew even brighter.
Do not be surprised if it seems like the atmosphere feels somewhat darker.
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