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Started May 17, 2022 by Deleted user

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Malcolm: Snickers mockingly. Well, clearly words can break your bones like fucking twigs, oh great Elijah the Fucking Dumbass.

Elijah: Clenches his jaw. Dane. If you don’t kill him… His hands ball into fists. I will.

Dane: Sighs I'm not a fucking genie. But he's annoying me. Punches Malcom in the chest, grabs his heart and rips it out. He tosses the heart in the air, eats it, then gives Elijah a pointed, bloody grin, the scarlet of the blood striking against his pale form
Sadie: Places a hand on Elijah's shoulder, preventing him from moving

Malcolm: Grunts, dropping the vial of moving beads, then collapses in death. He seems strangely calm, even while Dane kills him.

The vial shatters and releases the beads, which turn into thousands of tiny ant-like nanobots. They swarm onto, then into, Malcolm’s body.

Dane: Watches and sighs I tried.

Malcolm remains dead, but there is clearly activity in the wound as the nanobots try to fix him.

(Kind of on improv, not sure what to do next, lol)

Elijah: Remains tense until he feels Sadie’s hand on his shoulder. He relaxes enough to move back and place an arm around her waist. He’s so much like… He shakes his head, thinking of Charli’s dad. He talked like that.
Turns to Dane. What the hell? What are those?? He points to the nanos.

Dane: Sighs, then snaps. Temporarily, he takes hold of Malcolm's existance. First, he roughly compresses his form, remolding him into a younger form, shaping his body and prosthetics into a 20 year old form. Next, he makes sure his memories will return intact. He replaces Malcolm's heart, then repairs nerve damage around the heart, making sure everything will work right. Then he takes a deep breath and says, Wake up. Malcolm sits up with a gasp.

(That okay with you?)

(… Stunned expression, then evil grin and thumbs-up. And now to add a twist)
(I don’t know what his young hair color is! Screaming. Lmao!)

The prosthetics fade into Malcolm’s skin, returning Malcolm to his former, completely human, self. The nanobots exit him without hurting Malcolm, the swarm surrounding him like little guardians.

Malcolm: Looks at himself in astonishment, checking his face and eye, then his legs. They were of his young self, before the explosion that destroyed his body. I… He goes silent again, too stunned to know what to do. He sees the nanobots, a gleam of genuine affection appearing in his eyes at their protectiveness. He then looks at Dane, confused. Why?

Dane: Shrugs Dunno. Felt like it. He looks at the nanobots Maybe I was wrong about them. But I've been alive long enough to know there can still be improvements. There can always be improvements.

(Smiles back I'm looking forward to seeing what happens.)
(Thinks for a moment What's his eye color?)

(The prosthetics fading away technically was the twist. But, I could probably come up with something else, shrug)
(His eyes are grey)

Malcolm: Raises an eyebrow then rolls his eyes. He snorts at Dane’s next comment. Of course improvements can be made. I’ve been working with these nanobots since I was truly twenty. In other words, I’ve been working with them, building them, and caring for them for over a hundred and thirty fucking years.

Dane: Narrows his eyes Watch your tone. I don't expect you to be greatful, but I gave you your younger body back. I restored your pathetic body. Keep that in mind while you speak to me.

(Shrugs I'm fine with it.)
(Probably an unusual hair color then, like a dark, nearly ash green)

(Um, I don’t know his natural hair color, before it turned white from age. He’s technically just a normal human, one who never dyed his hair [that I know of so far])

Malcolm: Snorts. Fuck off. I will use whatever fucking tone I want. Age was an inconvenience, and immortality was never an interest of mine. All I fucking care about is my machines.

(Shrugs I dunno then.)

Dane: Laughs I'm starting to like you. Single-minded. Ruthless. Violent.

(Shrugs as well. I’ll figure out eventually)

Malcolm: Raises an eyebrow disdainfully. And I’m not sociable. I also hate about anything that counts as organic, especially humanity.

Dane: Laughs As it is, neither do I. And I'm not exactly organic.

Malcolm: His eyebrow remains up, but he seems more bored than disdainful. And?

Dane: Shrugs Anyways, I could help you.

Malcolm: And why would I need help, especially now that my body is apparently a twenty year old again?

Dane: Shrugs Because maybe you need a guinea pig. Or maybe you need someone with new ideas.

Elijah: Says nothing but looks at Dane distrustfully.

Amber: Into her phone, off to the side. Whatever, Babe. Just figure it out, Kay? I don’t pay you to sit and do nothing. Slips phone in back pocket and rejoins the group. What’d I miss, y’all?

Kek: has been sitting and munching food while watching everything Something or other, I dunno. I just got here.

Dane: Grins at Elijah Boo. Looks at Amber and Kek, then hisses. Black and red lines trace along his skin as he watches Kek How dare you show up here, you obsolete vapor spewing son of a bitch?