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Post by visserthree on Nov 10, 2008 22:14:28 GMT -8
(d'oh, it did sound like a bit of fault admitting, didn't it? My bad, let me try and fix it lol)
Visser One continued, determined to avoid where he thought the other Visser was going. <Not that it was any fault of mine, I tried everything possible to get rid of them. Most of the fault was incompetence among those who were supposed to be assissting me.> That part couldn't be denied; the 'bandits' had met the Visser from time to time but more often than not, his missions had failed due to extreme incompetence all around him.
<Interesting...I shall be curious to see what the results are.>
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Post by tinem on Nov 10, 2008 23:53:32 GMT -8
<Results?>[/i] A cold, terrifying voice filled the room, one that incited terror in the strongest of warriors. Only Visser One had been the only victim not to break down in pure cowardice as to date. Visser Two walked silently into the room, surprisingly making no sound on the concrete floor, despite the hooves. He moved over to create a triangle of Vissers as his arms crossed over his chest in a very human expression he had picked up from his previous host. <Results from what?> He eyed Visser 7, but dismissed him as harmless to this new host. Every thing they'd sent at him in the simulators had been rendered either dead or harmless with little effort.
(Not to Garoff, if you don't know already, Tinem's voice is pretty much engineered to make someone terrified when they hear it. It even frightened Visser One, but he was the only one who didn't break down in terror.)
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Post by mythic77 on Nov 11, 2008 9:07:14 GMT -8
Visser 7 felt fear rise in him, and was glad that his host could not show it. However, he quickly recovered, his discipline silenceing, but not eliminating, his terror. He looked at the newcomer, recognizing him immediately.
"Visser 2, how nice of your to join us." Visser 7 replied, covering his anger at the Visser eavesdropping on them. He had studied the Visser, and the power and balance of his new form radiated danger. Of all the hosts on earth, that one was the only one he had worried about. He had seen the simulations, and was glad no one had figured out his own host. He wondered how well he could do against his superior if he went full out, but he had no intention of finding out, as the cost would be too great.
"You will see soon enough Visser" he said, answering the question vaguely.
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Post by visserthree on Nov 12, 2008 22:01:37 GMT -8
Visser One felt a shiver of nervousness, but again didn't show it. He both loved and hated that host at the same time. He'd had blood and tissue samples harvested from the creature before infestation, and was determined to turn it into a project of his own.
At the moment, he was watching Visser 2, thinking of the simulator readouts of the body. <Yes, welcome> he said in greeting.
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Post by tinem on Nov 12, 2008 23:57:52 GMT -8
He narrowed his eyes at his subordinate, the tail twitching a little at the vagueness of the answer. <I believe I asked you a question, Visser Seven.> He raised his tail blade slightly. <The results from what?>[/i] His voice was dangerous, threatening. He was expecting an answer that would actually tell him what he wanted to know.
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Post by mythic77 on Nov 13, 2008 18:02:19 GMT -8
"And i believe I answered you." Visser 7 replied coolly. He felt his own anger rising and could not control it quickly enough. Pain seemed to erupt from his chest and spread throughout his body as he accidentally triggered his greatest success. Even as the pain was spreading it was replaced by a feeling of power that was indescribable. He was angry at himself for losing control but realized this would be a good way to back the overly aggressive Visser off. He knew most of the effects would start soon.
"You will see soon."
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