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[6] Hellfighter 17 - Wastelands
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The deceitful trick of the fluid had been a successful one. Seventeen was not aware that his body was beginning to shut itself down, especially since his proper sight had been restored, making it seem as though the hallucinogenic trait was the only cause that the gas would inflict. ?I wonder?? The android stopped mid-sentence, grabbing ahold of his head as it tipped to one side and his eyebrows sank heavily on his eyes. The robot stumbled slightly, but once the sound of his shoe shuffling against the floor echoed through the hallway, his eyes darted opened and he stood tall. ?I wonder who?s,? his eyebrows once again sank down, but this time with them came his body in a slow crash. ?. . .there,? the synthetic human said softly, cradling his head within his arms as his legs were tangled uncomfortably.

***

A noxious fume emitted from the bowels of Kala, eclipsing the star that shone to the planet with its gaseous representation. There was some plantation near, but it was mainly that of the poisonous variety, and even they were beginning to wither away, being unkempt for too long. A small, parasitic insect lifted up form the ground after sensing the vibrations from above. It crawled as fast as its miniscule legs could carry it, gazing with lust at the robot. The bug was heading for Seventeen?s head, aiming for the hair as an ideal place for planting his fangs which carried the virus among them. As it drew near, closing centimetres within seconds, the humanoid?s eyes opened, but did not view the parasite which drew near. Though, before the insect could grasp ahold of that temptatious raven-black hair, the humanoid lifted his head off of the ground and placed his hand in it place, supporting the thin frame of his upper body.

?Wha. . .? The android used his other ran to grasp firmly of his cranium, pulling tightly on some strands of hair while his eyes squinted and his mouth groaned. ?What the hell happened?? he asked, looking around the deserted plains before him. A low sigh heaved out of his mouth as he began to transfer his weight to his legs, re-establishing his hips as his centre of gravity. ?Just great,? he said whilst his head bobbed down slightly and his eyebrows cowered inward. ?Now what are my ?senses? telling me?? he asked, raising his head and allowing his eyes to look above, towards the shrouding clusters of gases. Seventeen?s right eyebrow indented down and the other up, with his head being thrown back and to the right. ?I guess they do.? The hell fighter turned a couple of degrees and, after facing the ?right? direction, his feet began walking, almost involuntarily.

The robot, after being given time to think about this newly acquired keen sense of direction, was perplexed. How do I know what I am doing? his mind faltered, bringing forth a headache, This could all be a trap. Seventeen, suddenly stopped; his eyes darted back and forth, ?What the hell?? he said, raising his voice with every syllable, ?Did whatever I am after just go below me?? After a few moments the android knew the answer to his question.

?God damnit,? said Seventeen, lowering his brow and perking his upper lip up. A sigh soon followed as he charged ki within his hands, the glow emanating through the barren plains of the wastelands that the robot had found himself within. The brightness grew in intensity as he focused more of his power towards his dry palm. Lifting his head upwards while pursing his lips, the hell fighter aimed his right hand to the ground and allowed the energy to pulsate to a brighter level before launching for the ground. Just as quickly as the power left his body, the android was victim to dust and debris exploding over his side. Looking back at his former target, Seventeen could feel his destination traveling further and further away with the second. I must hurry. While looking towards his where his sense were directing him, he jumped downwards, landing in a tavern which was lit by small lanterns spaced about every few seconds. Kicking up some discoloured soil, which had some plant-life within it, the hell fighter looked down the earthen corridor, his eyes bulging at the sight of just how extensive it appeared to be.

?Wow,? muttered the humanoid, blinking to force his eyes back into their rightful spots, and then taking off with a light sprint.

The android looked around him while keeping at the fast pace and wondered how the ceiling did not cave in without the any form of support. Whilst looking back, Seventeen did not see the curve in the tunnel. With an ear-blistering smack, the father of one ran into the wall, finding out the innards were laced with metal. ?. . .Ouch,? was all that the robot could let his mouth escape as his ears began to perk up. The sound of large hordes of dust could be heard falling for the ground, and the humanoid took his face out of the wall and looked to where he had broken off, but now before looking at the mold in the wall. ?This,? began the android, catching his breath before continuing, ?cannot be good.?

A large, boulder-like mass began to fall for the ground from above the android. The mechanical cranium was able to look up in time to see just what would burry him. The clump of dirt touched his head first, but eventually spread to all over his body, encompassing almost every nook and cranny that he could think of?even the ones he didn?t want to. With a twitch of his soiled eye, the humanoid let his aura burst around him, the flames overcoming the dirt that had taken ahold of him. Letting out yet another deep sigh, the humanoid simply shook his head, not only to rid himself of the soil in his hair, but also to let loose some of the frustration that had pent up as of late, especially the last happening.

?Okay then,? he started, gritting his teeth with much force, ?let?s get going.? The robot?s speech was barely recognizable since it had been distorted by the tightness of his dentals as they tightened to one another. His body set forth again, covered in the dirt that that had stuck to him, as he had only shaken his head, which only made a small fraction of the soil disappear.

OOC: I have no clue WTF to RP. ~_~
"We're just two lost souls swimming in a fish bowl."
[Image: HFSeventeen.jpg]


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[6] Hellfighter 17 - Wastelands - by Burter Jr - 11-07-2005, 07:45 PM
[6] Hellfighter 17 - Wastelands - by Hellfighter 17 - 11-09-2005, 01:23 AM
[6] Hellfighter 17 - Wastelands - by Raz - 11-10-2005, 03:52 AM
[6] Hellfighter 17 - Wastelands - by Burter Jr - 11-10-2005, 07:53 PM

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