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| Purely Evil Intentions; Khaos asking for acceptance | |
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| Tweet Topic Started: Oct 11 2015, 02:07 AM (435 Views) | |
| Gage | Oct 11 2015, 02:07 AM Post #1 |
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It had been a little while since Khaos was last in the Gatz Haven area. However he decided it was not time for him to go back. Not to fight creatures, to eat food, or chat up a storm with other people. Oh no this time Khaos had only one this on his mind, and that purely evil intentions. He had heard from word of mouth about a android named Gatz that was not only unfathomably powerful but if accepted would train beings such as himself. Which sounded like a great idea seeing how Khaos knew he was far from where he wanted to be. He wanted to unleash his untapped Godly power upon the universes and this was going to be the start of that journey. As he neared what he could tell was Gatz's dojo he stood before the doors and pondered for a couple of moments. Then deciding now was the time to speak up Khaos yell out. " Gatz! I wish to speak to you! I have a request to make of you!" He shouted out into the empty dojo. Now the only thing he could do was wait. Hopefully Gatz heard him and would soon arrive. If not Khaos had nothing but time to wait because he knew here he would be able to gain large amounts of power very quickly compared to what he could do on his own. So with that he stood there waiting silently and patiently. WC: 244 |
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| Gatz | Oct 11 2015, 10:37 AM Post #2 |
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![]() Seeing someone shout for Gatz, a no gains cadet with big rim glasses approached the odd looking dude. He shook from the confrontation he forced himself into. He hated confrontation, but even more so in the presence of his all mighty general. ![]() "Uh sir? You You You shouldn't shout the General's name like that. He really, really doesn't like it and and and you w-w-w-wont l-live to tell any any anybody if you you you make make him him mad." cadet wheezed, stuttered, and then adjusted his glasses that slipped along the bridge of his nose. "He he he isn't here. He he is is is at the gun gun target range." he said futher. A loud bang echoed in the sky when he said it. The kid jerked like a fish out of water when he heard the thunderous power sound in the sky. "Follow follow follow me, but youre better off off off not going." he suggested. Wc: 159 Edited by Gatz, Oct 11 2015, 11:00 AM.
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| Gage | Oct 11 2015, 01:59 PM Post #3 |
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Seeing this kid before him kind of threw him off. For a second he thought this was the mighty Gatz and was about to just turn and leave. He sensed an energy coming from the boy but it wasn't all that high. That worried him for all of a few seconds until he heard the boy speak. "Thank god" Khaos thought to himself now knowing this wasn't Gatz at all instead I guess one of his students or a messenger. It wasn't long after the kid told him where Gatz was before a loud gun echo blasted through the air. The kid jumped but it only brought a sadistic smile to Khaos' face. "Don't worry kid, death isn't something I fear. In fact I welcome it for one day I know I must die if i wish to seek out Lucifer's advice." Lucifer's advice; yea if that didn't scare him or rub him the wrong way then maybe this indeed was a good place for him to train. After hearing the kid warn him not to seek Gatz further but would if he wanted to Khaos let out a little chuckle. "Show me the way kid, I'll decide for myself If i shouldn't meet Gatz or not." Khaos looked down at the kid and allowed his right hand to extend from his body just a tad from his side. Almost like out of thin air a smokey like chain formed in the air which he now grasped a hold of, and soon there after his smokey shadowy like hound companion stood beside him. "Lead the way." Khaos said towards the boy. As they stood there waiting for the kid to do something Legion let out a medium sized bark and wagged his many shadowy smoke like tails. WC: 296 TWC: 540 |
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| Gatz | Oct 12 2015, 12:34 AM Post #4 |
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"Oh oh oh. You, you, you aren't afraid to die? You, you,you should be. It it isn't the death itself itself that scares me. It's It's the pain and torture he's he's made made me watch." ]he said. The boy hadn't lived long enough to have seen the world, but he didn't have too. The General had to be the scariest man he had seen and would ever see. He jerked a second time when he heard a bark and a puffy dog magically appeared hooked to a chain leash. He didn't ask any questions. "Lets lets keep moving moving then. I can't keep keep him him waiting." he led the weirdo to the gun range where the General had been last seen. ![]() The Greatest Android Terror stayed seated on a lawn chair with a cigar in his mouth, leaning back to relax during his job at torturing some freaks He puffed his cigar, giving no fucks that his prisoners of war were begging him to reconsider his options. He sneered behind his glasses, thriving on the fear he sensed coming from their worthless existence. He had his gun aimed at a couple of prisoners, standing in a line with fruits on top of their head for target practice. wc: 223 twc: 388 |
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| Gage | Oct 12 2015, 12:52 AM Post #5 |
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As the boy led both Khaos and Legion towards where Gatz was sitting a much larger sinister smile crept onto his face than he had before. Seeing the beings lined up with fruit on their head which he could probably tell Gatz was shooting at. In fact he sat not to far away puffing on a cigar. "Thank you kid, now I think you should leave before you get caught up in something ugly. Either a stray bullet or from what you describe Gatz himself could send something flying this way and I'd hate to see you get yourself kill. You seem like a nice kid and you don't deserve to die anytime soon." Khaos said reaching down with his free hand patting the boy on the head in a smart ass like manner. Making sure he still had Legion's chain in his grasp he slowly approached where Gatz was sitting. Normally Khaos would just outright makes sure the person knew he was here, but since he was seeking Training from this man he decided to be a tad bit more respectful. " I have something I wish to talk to you about Sir Gatz whenever you feel you have a free moment; and IF I may make a suggestion. I say shoot the one second from the far left. The guy all the way on the end there looks like he's about to shit a brick by the look in his eyes. Then again never mind that, he almost looks scared enough to have a heart attack and kill over as it is." Khaos said in his normal voice. He was attempting to show Gatz some respect, show him that what he was currently doing look fun to him, and was trying to lighten the mood or hope not to just cause Gatz to flip out on him and kill him where he stood. Hopefully he wouldn't take his suggestion as an order or a smart ass remark but merely as a way to introduce himself while having some fun. WC: 341 TWC: 881 |
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| Gatz | Oct 12 2015, 01:18 PM Post #6 |
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"Okay okay okay." the kid stuttered. Looking the prisoners in a line, he hoped that wouldn't be him one day. Speaking loudly, the terror wanted everyone know how many fucks he gave about their excuses. "So tell me again. Why the fuck did you hand that cheap heart shaped box of chocolates to my wife?" he leaned back on his lawn chair, puffing his car with not a care in the world. He knew the freak was lying to him. He said he worked at some store and cashiered for a living. He smelled the bullshit right off of him, being told specifically that he worked for one of the Gatz's enterprise agencies and had given his wife a heart shaped box of chocolates. He kept saying he was a cashier. "I am a cashier! It's my job sir! She asked me for a box of chocolates and I gave it to her! Please don't kill me!" the guy pleaded. The Android Terror chewed on the bud of his cigar, listening to nothing of what the fuck said. He studied his shotgun closely, waiting for the freak to finish, entertaining his excuse in the meantime. He pulled the trigger when the fuck lied to him a second time. "I think your lying to me. Lets try this again." Aiming with precision, he shot the apple right off the freak's head, making him piss his pants in the process. "Bulls eye bitch!" Then somebody stood in front of him and his business got interrupted. He glared methodically at the wuss who made a suggestion. "The fuck you say? Nobody asked you for your damn opinion freak." he said casually at the freak who interrupted him with a long introduction he cared nothing about. He puffed a bunch of smoke into suicidal man's face. He knew exactly who to blame for the interruption. "How many fucking times do I have to tell you Bean bitch not to bring freaks when I don't want visitors." the terror snarled at the kid with the glasses for bringing someone he didn't give a fuck about. He was in the middle of business and didn't like being interrupted. Ignoring the white haired freak and the smoke dog he had next to him, the terror leaned forward. He set his glare on the Bean bitch who let it happen. "Someone is getting tossed into the closet of doom." he smirked devilishly when he sensed the fear coming off from the bean freak. The cowardly kid's name was named Bean. Cowering, he fell to the floor and covered his head with his hands. "No, boss please no don't lock me in that closet again. I hate that!" he begged. ![]() The terror sneered at the quivering trash. He hated cowards. Using a towel, he wiped down his shotgun and tossed it at the freak that interrupted him. "Useless. Can't find human garbage who know how to listen. Good news is they are replaceable and cheap." he advised because he was smart with business and his money He didn't like it going to waste.. "You got two seconds to tell me what you want before I rip your face off." he emphasized and threatened. wc: 569 twc: 956 Edited by Gatz, Oct 12 2015, 01:21 PM.
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| Gage | Oct 12 2015, 02:18 PM Post #7 |
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Oh you best believe that getting smoke blown into his face irked him a little bit. Yet he knew fighting this being before him right now wouldn't be the smartest decision to make. So instead he just let it go, which was a first. Most who did such a thing would have been met with a stiff punch directed at their throat. As the towel Gatz used to clean his shotgun flew his way Khaos used his free hand and snatched the cloth out of the air and held it in his hands. Once he heard Gatz speak towards him telling him he had two seconds to explain why he was here, he knew Gatz wasn't a man of wasted time so he spoke up. "I came here to seek training from you" Standing there Khaos would normally follow up that response with another but this time figured it was best not too. It wasn't fear that made him hold his tongue but rather a show of respect for someone who seemed to know exactly what he was doing. After all the entire area he was in was this man's territory. Which meant Gatz had to be doing something right. Khaos felt he didn't need to say anything else towards the man looking being. His short sentence should be enough, and whether Gatz decided to train him or not was now up to his discretion. Gripping the chains he held in his hand that was connected to Legion he also allowed his grasp to tighten around the cloth in his other ready for whatever did eventually happen. While yes if a fight broke out Khaos would quickly be on the receiving end of a one sided ass kicking, but that wasn't going to stop him from trying. Fear and backing down just wasn't in his nature so standing there he continued to look Gatz in the eyes wondering just exactly was going to happen next. WC: 324 TWC: 1,205 |
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| Gatz | Oct 12 2015, 07:57 PM Post #8 |
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Gatz remained indifferent about the freak's presence. His hollow glare stayed hidden behind his sunglasses. SItting on the lawn chair and in control, he had nothing to worry about. The kid wanted to train with the ultimate beast. He didn't blame him. The android terror had the supreme fighting ability. His reputation of power and being the best, were too hard for lower creatures to resist. Everybody wanted power because power meant everything. "Lets say I train you. What do I get in return?" he asked while he chewed his cigar. He aimed his shotgun at the line of freaks, trembling at the thought that they might be next. "I'm a business man. I like to make a profit out of my investments. I wouldn't be sitting here right now if I worked for free and wouldn't be in the position of fuck you if I didn't strive for excellency." he went into the philosophy of how he worked. He spoke in a casual tone while he puffed his cigar. ![]() "I don't work for free. You see when I put my time into something and I invest money into it. I expect the best and if it isn't, I get rid of it. I get rid of the trash." he explained. "I call it equivalent exchange. I give you the best training you'll ever find because believe me you won't find anybody better than me. It'll be hell. Torture, but at the end of the day it'll get you that step closer to being like a god. Now if I do that for you, what do you do for me?" he asked and then waited for an answer worthy of his time. wc: 309 twc: 1,265 |
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| Gage | Oct 12 2015, 08:52 PM Post #9 |
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All of what Gatz said was more like background noise compared to just a few words that had said. "That step closer to being like a god." That intrigued him, it did more than intrigue him it was exactly what he was looking for. He wasn't about to just come out in the open and tell Gatz that before him stood the first being in existence. That could go one of two ways. It could upset him and well then death would be sure to follow. Or he'd laugh and tell him to leave. Each one of those options where a must not happen in his eyes. Looking at the being that stood before him Khaos thought over carefully what he should say. He took note that Gatz was indeed a business man and like all businessmen they liked money; but Khaos knew money would only get you so far. Gatz had power and money was just an object. If Gatz ever truly needed money he could just take it... Just take it... That's when it hit him. Looking Gatz in the eyes he spoke. "There probably isn't much I could offer you that you don't already have. Yet I think I know something that might interest you." He said before taking a breath. Once he exhaled he spoke again. " You're a businessmen and you could have all the money this planet has to offer, yet one day it might not be enough. So this is what I offer you in return for you time; Galactic Obedience... Why run a business on just one planet, when you can have a cut from many." He stared at Gatz hoping the finishing of what he had to say would be enough to gain his acceptance and training. " I can't guarantee it right away, however if accepted as my training progresses one day I will venture out into the unknown. For each planet I come across I will make sure the Gatz family name is feared. When that happens I begin to collect payment of whatever form you choose from each one of them. Then periodically of times you so choose I will send said payments your way. So in short in return for you training I will give to you payment not from this planet but many more across the universes" He realized he spoke to much, maybe that was a problem? Khaos thought maybe he should work more on his actions and less on his talking. Eh why not both, sometimes his words angered people enough to throw them off balance making it easy for him to pick them apart which is where his sadistic actions and nature came into play. Either way the only thing he could do now was wait to see what Gatz had to say about what he said. The way the situation was going there was two ways this was about to go. Either Gatz was about to agree with his request for training. Or Khaos was about wind up with a gaping hole either through his chest or through his head. WC: 514 TWC: 1,719 |
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| Gatz | Oct 12 2015, 09:10 PM Post #10 |
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Gatz puffed his cigar and waited for the freak to answer. He was about to tell the freak to get lost and to stop wasting his time until he went into something the terror hadn't thought about before. He had everything he wanted on Earth, but what he didn't have was the fear of his name throughout the Universe. The android terror smirked at words "Galactic Obedience." He got an answer and one that caught his interest.![]() "Go on." he told the freak to continue. His greed searched for more power that the freak happened to open the Pandora's box to. The terror lowered his shotgun and rested it on his lap while he started picturing his infamous name spread throughout the stars. There wasn't a single planet that wouldn't know his name or fear his existence. The greatest android terror rubbed his chin as the went deeper with his plans. "I like the way you're talking kid. First person to think about the bigger picture. That's what I am fucking talking about." he smirked at how the freak had bigger plans than just getting strong and being as useless as the other fucks he trained in the past. They wanted to get strong just to use it for saving the trash that didn't deserve rescuing. "Before I send you on that mission of yours, I got to make sure your ass don't get killed by an an alien fuck. I don't need a student of mine embarrassing me." he made it seem like it was his idea the whole time to train the freak for a higher purpose. "Get ready for the worst pain of your miserable life." he tossed his expensive cigar and set his glare on the prisoners. He got up from his chair. Cocking his shotgun, he shot another fruit of one of the prisoner's head and went along the line with precision shots. The fruits exploded onto the ground, causing the prisoners to yell. "Oh and one more thing before I let you go freak. I don't like disappointments. You fail me. You die a dog's death." Returning his aim at the cashier, he fired another round into the man's chest. The freak flew across the ground and died instantly from the hole in his chest. Upon killing the freak, he walked off expecting his cadets to clean up the mess. "We start tomorrow." he said. wc: 4124 twc: 1,671 [accepted] |
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