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Post by visserthree on Oct 24, 2008 13:47:48 GMT -8
In a small room off of the main pool area, a special host was being prepared. Capturing Andalites was still not easy, either on Earth or in space, but they had managed one successful capture. He was heavily restrained in a customized device once used on the only other Andalite to ever be taken alive. It resembled a squeeze cage, with an array of chains and cuffs. His hooves were locked to the ground in hinged shackles, his arms chained to a bar accross the front. Other chains and restraints secured his quadraped lower body and his humanoid upper body, neck and head. The dangerous tail blade was safely sheathed in a device of its own. A small private kandrona fluid container was secured next to the host's ear, and it was equipped with a communicator, one of those developed to allow out of host communication. "Is everything ready?" The hork-bajir guard responded affirmatively, and the yeerk entered its host, spreading himself flat and settling into the crevices of the Andalite brain. He was enraptured as sight and sound flooded his body again after so long without a host. <All right, release me! I am in control!" he called out, annoyed now at the restraints, as he ignored his host's cries. Visser Three moved his host around the small room, settling in once again to being in a host and reaquainting himself with the Andalite physiology. |
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Post by tinem on Oct 25, 2008 20:35:54 GMT -8
Tinem had managed to sneak in using a Flea Morph, latching on to a Controller he'd been watching, knowing this would be the day she returned to the pool. He had demorphed and re morphed into a fly to avoid detection. What he saw was not good. The Yeerks were up and running again. They were amassing an army again and it didn't look like they were going to be slowed any time soon. He was about to leave when he noticed a Hork Bajir carrying a lone Yeerk in a container. Curious, he landed on one of the creature's blades and was carried in. Once in, he flew up to the ceiling and took a moment to get situated. It was then that he froze, hearing a voice that instilled almost as much fear as his own. He couldn't stop himself. In an instant, he had demorphed and dropped to the ground, his tail blade lashing out to strike the abomination reborn as he cried out in private speech.
<DIE ABOMINATION!>
He knew his voice, especially at top volume, would either make the Visser cower in fear or at least incapacitate him for a moment. He didn't even think about the Hork Bajir as it blocked his blade and hit his head hard, knocking him senseless long enough for it to hit him again and knock him out. He crumpled to the floor.
(FYI, I know Visser One technically doesn't have any fear, but Tinem's voice makes people afraid no matter what. For confirmation, see Tinem's app)
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Post by visserthree on Oct 26, 2008 20:52:33 GMT -8
The Visser felt a shudder of fear run though his host body. He himself felt a bit unnerved, but quickly suppressed it as best he could. Fear was for weaklings, and he was anything but weak. He didn't have much time to react to the newcomer except to scream <Andalite!> before his guard knocked it out.
Curious, he studied it. The creature looked Andalite yet somehow different. The voice had been extremely strange, the way it had caused fear in everyone that had heard it, and the creature had demorphed far faster than he'd known Andalites to be able to. He made sure that the being was captured, restrained and drugged as his host had been, as he was eager to study it. If only he could keep it from morphing again, he thought.
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Post by tinem on Oct 26, 2008 20:57:36 GMT -8
Tinem soon came to and slowly opened his eyes. He was groggy from the drugs and didn't register that he was restrained until he felt a Hork Bajir blade at his throat. He looked up with all eyes to see the very creature he had just tried to kill standing there unharmed. He closed his eyes a moment and sighed. He'd made a mistake. Let his emotions get the better of him. Now he was going to become one of them. It was obvious there was no way around that. He looked up at Visser One. As he spoke, his voice was groggy and faint.
<Just do it.... I cannot escape.... You.... you have made sure of that....>
He noticed as the Hork Bajir around them quivered a bit in fear. The steadiest on of the group was the one holding the blade to his throat, though Tinem figured that had to do with the fact that the threat of the Visser harming him over an unauthorized wound was greater than the fear Tinem's voice instilled in all of them. He managed to lift his head on his own and look weakly up at Visser One. He didn't need to say anything more. He had made a colossal mistake, now the Yeerks had another Andalite Prince in their control and Tinem would now become hunted until he was either freed or killed. Personally, he hoped for the latter.
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Post by Tobias Fangor on Oct 29, 2008 21:37:26 GMT -8
The Visser was conflicted, bordering on having regrets. He would do fine in this host, but the new captive was truly remarkable. He wouldn't mind at all being able to transfer and take control of it. His ultimate decision though was that it was just too dangerous to risk losing both captives during the transfer process.
The body would defiantely go to someone high ranking; and the Visser would definately be watching for any chance to try to acquire the body for himself. He did acquire the creature though, thinking that he might at least be able to toy with the vocal abilities even if he couldnt' have the rapid morphing ability.
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Post by Tobias Fangor on Oct 29, 2008 21:43:15 GMT -8
(grr sorry posted with the wrong account)
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Post by tinem on Oct 29, 2008 23:26:41 GMT -8
(It's ok. I'm going to go right to the infestation if you don't mind)
He tried to move his head away a bit as the Visser acquired him, but he was too weak. He watched as he decided what to do with the new captive. He was hoping the Visser would be greedy and take the new superior body for himself rather than risk giving it to a subordinate, that would mean leaving his current host free for a moment, but no. He watched as they brought in a Yeerk in a small container and pressed it to his ear. He closed his eyes in slight pain, not only physical, but emotional. His mother would be so upset by this, not to mention the Prince who had trained him. He'd let his people down in an instant of anger and as he was shoved to the back of his own mind and just watched as this creature draped itself around his brain and took control, he could only 'curl up' and remain quiet, knowing he'd deserved this.
<Oh yes you deserve this. And I deserve this body. What an impressive specimen you are.... Your strength, your speed, your morphing. Not to mention your voice. I shall be Visser One in little time with you.>
<I have control.>
The voice, if possible, was even more terrifying with a truly evil creature controlling it. As he was released, the Yeerk stood and drew himself up, balling Tinem's hands into fists as he felt the strength.
<Amazing... truly amazing.... This creature.... so strong....>
He whipped out with the tail experimentally and struck a Hork Bajir with the flat, amazed at the speed and strength.
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Post by visserthree on Nov 1, 2008 20:35:52 GMT -8
Visser One was unsettled. Any yeerk who got this body would bear watching, and he could sense his second in command would have designs on overthrowing him. He couldn't help the surge of jealousy at not getting the body for himself.
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Post by tinem on Nov 1, 2008 22:47:05 GMT -8
He turned towards Visser One. He knew he could easily kill his superior with this body and take out the Hork Bajir as well, but he was no idiot. He made a slight bow to the other Andalite.
<I am certain this body will serve you well, Visser One.>
He paused a moment, then an evil smirk came to his eyes.
<In fact. I may be able to bring you a valuable host. The first Andalite Princess. Or at least her son.>
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Post by visserthree on Nov 3, 2008 22:21:27 GMT -8
<Yes, hopefully it will.> He was well aware that with this new creature's abilities, he was only alive because the other Visser was too foolish to make a move right now. He always had enemies plotting against him, at least until he found out and dismembered them, but between Vissers Two and Six, he knew he would have to watch out all the time.
He did express interest at the next words he heard. <Interesting proposition> he replied. <I know better than anyone how hard Andalites are to capture, but I would not put it past that body to be able to do it.>
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Post by tinem on Nov 3, 2008 22:24:04 GMT -8
An evil smirk came to those previously kind and gentle eyes.
<This one will be easy to lure.>
He walked past Visser One and started out, intending to find that special female now.
<Please... not Leona... Anyone but Leona.>
<Quiet, host. You have no control anymore. You are weak. Your only use now is as my tool.>
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