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Subject Post 1Subject: Walking the Dog [Moonie] Sun Sep 01, 2019 9:16 pm
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Another day, and another set of tasks that needed looking into. Thanks to the two of them and their most recent choices and dealings, Angel and A were doing better than ever. Angel was momentarily off in another section of the lab, checking on the kinks of the software that wasn’t playing right with their newest hardware. It seemed that some of the more modern gadgets they had engineered for their newest batches of droids wouldn’t work well with the energy based software they already had. It wasn’t that big of a deal, but it required her attention and some lengthy testing to make sure it all worked as intended once again. It also meant that A would have to look into other tasks Angel would have supervised herself or that the two would have taken care of as one.
There was something that looked to require her immediate attention though. The Dolls had deployed countless miniature to small, and even mid sized scanner and recoinance droids all around the world. worked more or less like weather balloons did for scientists. These droids had no offensive capabilities, and their defensive skills were just enough to ward them from the elements, not anyone meant to do them harm. Unlike weather balloons though, these did not inspect the weather but rather the constant and fluctuating levels of spiritual energy around the world. It helped Angel to better time some of her most sensitive and energy intensive research, create charts, and gather data before and after big battles or in more or less populated areas. Over all, it was also a bit of fun that kept their overworking and overthinking minds at ease.
This time, it seemed like one of the droids had seen an out of the ordinary energy signal for the location it was stationed at for the last few months. Moments after it looked as though the droid had broken or been made to break. These units were meant to transmit data back to the different labs through a very complicated energy and mechanical network that resembled in some ways the ancient forms of VPN. Still, it couldn’t be traced back to them as the Dolls had created something that even her former mentor Mayuri and the former Captain Urahara would have no choice but to admire. In any case, Angel couldn’t stop her work to check on this matter, though A did make sure to leave her a note so that she was aware of the latest happenings. As for A, she would take the chance to go and check on the downed droid, and maybe peek into what had caused the disturbance. Although this Doll was far less nice and amicable than Angel, she the right set of skills to try and be understanding or kick the ass of whoever tried to make the situation more difficult than it needed to be.
”Whatever, let’s just deal with this, said A as she created a portal and stepped through it to the other side.
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Subject Post 2Subject: Re: Walking the Dog [Moonie] Sun Sep 01, 2019 9:55 pm
Another Hollow dead. Another ripped-up and charred block of flesh crashing into the ground. Another patch of this land that had been tidied up of renegade Hollows. At least, Moonie had been fairly certain that they were Hollows. He was not entirely certain where he was now; if he had a map, he would discover that he had wandered far from Egypt, closer to the country of Zaire, stuck between a Rainforest and a spent mining operation. Unlike most areas, this had not been reconstructed from the ages long before when this country was under constant exploitation. The equipment was all in disrepair, and it made a wonderful place for a group of Hollows to call their home, consuming those who wandered unguarded into the forest.
Well, that was what they used to do. All they were doing now was fertilizing the several different kinds of flora that had taken up residence of this spent mine. The Moon Iramasha smirked, throwing his head back as he loosed out a long, drawn out laugh.
His entire body was covered in black flames from head to toe, making him look like a human torch of sorts. A purplish-black one. He shrugged, glancing back at the smoldering corpses, and then over to the strange device that had made a metallic CRASH sound about halfway through Moonie releasing his energy. Moonie was a berserker; he held nothing back, and anything that lacked the awareness to stay far away from him wound up crushed beneath his raw ferocity. His voice chuckled, reaching down and picking it up. He watched as his black flames ripped and tore away at its metal casing, at last releasing his form.
The sharp, aware noise left his throat, making him turn his head all the way to the side. His blonde locks draped down his back as his head shifted, getting a better look. A… woman had arrived there. He toyed with the machine, tossing it up and letting it fall back down repeatedly. "Cahahaha… A drink sounds great. But if you're a friend of these guys…" Moonie's face distorted, a bloodlust-fueled grin possessing it.
Moonie's dog ears stuck prominently out of the mess of his hair. They were pointing toward the woman, and down below, his tail was wagging. He had essentially all but forgotten the reason he was here; he had wanted to further explore his Nature Cells. Ever since… before he lost his sight, and regained it, he had felt distant from the living creatures that he embodied. He had wanted to come here in order to assuage that strange uneasiness it gave him. Of course, the moment he had arrived, it had all come rushing back.
Hence, the golden tail behind him that was eagerly moving back and forth, pausing every once in a while as he contemplated her. Doesn't smell like a hollow… but we'll have to wait and see, won't we? He thought to himself, his expression devilish as he called out to her.
"If you're their friend, I’m going to have to smash you into the ground, too."