(Abrupt question. I’ve been contemplating this for a moment, but can’t decide. Would it be better keeping this rp in Limited for now, or moving it to Fantasy Tavern?)
Tsuki caught the spider robot in their paw, dripping black ooze on it, before eating it with a crunch. They made the noise they were making louder, this time adding an overlay of glitching.
(I don't know, are you planning to limit how many people can join? If not, I'd suggest moving it to fantasy tavern.)
(Is Tsuki the size of a domestic cat or big cat? Not sure, just curious. And I was imagining the spider machine somewhere between a hamster or domestic cat in size. Though, I think I missed describing that, to be honest. ‘Shrug’)
(And I don’t know if I’m going to limit or not. Still indecisive about it at the moment)
(Don’t mind me. I’m a bit obsessive with detail, and like to be as accurate as possible)
(Tsuki is the size of a Maine Coon.)
(Cool. Maine Coons are awesome)
(I’m a cat lover, can you tell?)
(Yeah. Same here.)
Malcolm yelped in pain as a red flash temporarily blinded his mechanical left eye. He gasped, looking to the door. The spider was destroyed.
He snatched his tool and more parts, determined to make another guardian before that damned feline could attack. The noise didn’t really bother him, being near machines all the time made him used to similar sounds, though the loudness and glitching was starting to give him a headache.
A strange sound like a tray full of beads came from behind him and Malcolm turned to see a smooth, faceless humanoid machine made from the nanobots. He considered the machine in fascination.
The humanoid turned away and headed for the door. It opened it and stepped out, shutting the door behind it and staring at the feline. It didn’t move, simply standing in front of the door.
Tsuki stopped making the noise as they looked at the humanoid robot. Determined to get into the house for reasons even they didn't know, they tried to scare the robot. With no hesitation, they let out an intensely loud deep roar.
(Ooh, that’s cool. I might keep that for later use. It’s so hard to find good roars. ‘Quickly walking away with video in hand, looking around in case anyone was watching’)
Malcolm winced at the deafening sound, gritting his teeth. He growled irritably at his slow speed with building.
A group of nanobots broke off from the continued flood, swarming around his machine and completing it for him. A rolling machine of spikes dove off the table and headed for the door. It settled a few feet in front of it, in case the door was breached.
Then, two more groups of nanobots broke off, copying Malcolm’s design. The two new roller machines joined the first one.
Malcolm stared, too fascinated to speak.
The humanoid nanobot didn’t move, seeming completely unfazed by the roar.
(BTW, I may have thought of a way to make death boi and child freak out as if they were soul swapped. Tsuki could use illusions to make it seem like they've swapped.)
(Hmm… a possibility. Just keep in mind that Goldergon is probably as old as Tsuki, I honestly don’t know how old he is but he’s old, and he has been through and done a ton of whatnot. But, still a possibility)
(That, and Goldergon enjoys a challenge. He’d probably consider the illusion fun, and be really eager to meet Tsuki in person)
Tsuki returned to the Israel EAS Alarm, but made it loud enough that it could be heard across the country. Black ooze dripped from the crack on their eye and mouth and they thought about what to do for a second. It struck them, using illusions, they made the humanoid robot appear to turn to dust.
Malcolm flinched as his eye flashed again. He also held his hands over his ears as the sound hurt his ears. He turned to the door cautiously.
Blue flashes caught his attention and some nanobots split off again, spelling out a message that the humanoid robot was still there.
“What? What the hell is going on?”
Malcolm sighed, now too confused and flustered to know what to do.
The nanobots completed modifying the house. The house seemed to shift and the noise faded to a more comfortable level for Malcolm.
Three more humanoids grew from the floor, and one turned the dial of the nanobot-building machine down to avoid creating too much excess. Malcolm noticed that, intrigued by the apparent intelligence of the nanobots.
Seeing that they had failed, Tsuki scratched at the door now. They also cast an illusion to make it seem like her ooze was melting the porch quickly.
Malcolm watched the porch melt through the window, but the sight confused him more because of his left eye. It kept glitching and flashing, as if many nanobots were dying, but it also seemed to flip back and forth between seeing the porch melting and seeing it intact.
Malcolm cried out in frustration, turning away. His head pounded with a migraine, which significantly worsened his mood.
“Damn this eye!”
One of the humanoids approached the door and opened it, blocking the entrance but seeming to appear curious why the feline wanted in. The other two stood guard by Malcolm, blocking him from sight of the door.
Tsuki realized they weren't going to let them in and decided to talk. "Let me in," she ordered, "besides, I'm sure I'm hella interesting."
The nanobots on the table questioned Malcolm, asking if he wanted to let the feline in. Malcolm groaned, rubbing his temples.
“What in the goddamn hell do you want? Can you not take a hint? I prefer solitude. Besides, unless you’re a machine, I could give a shit about you or anyone else. And you destroyed my goddamn guardian, an old friend of mine!”Malcolm snapped without moving from his spot.
“And is the porch and that robot truly gone? Or is that just a trick?”Malcolm added.
(If it wasn’t already obvious, Malcolm is an asshole)
"Things get destroyed sooner or later," they said in a cold tone, "you're lucky it was destroyed by someone who would've shown mercy had it not attacked me."
Tsuki paused for a second. "No, the porch and the robot were simply illusions."
(I added a sentence and a note to my last post. Did you catch it? Just want to make sure)
(I just caught it.)
“Lucky hell! There is no such thing as mercy! Now what the hell do want?”Malcolm hissed.
The nanobots on the table built a small hand that rested on his finger, as if meant to comfort him.
Malcolm sighed irritably and shook his head.
“Goddamn illusions. Why was I brought into a world where a bunch of assholes like illusionists exist?”he muttered.
The robot that had been hit by the illusion looked down at Tsuki, arms crossed as if irritated.
"I want to give you something," they said, "I have endless knowledge from the past and future that I wish to impart on you."
They paused as she looked at the remains of the guardians.
"I can assure you the knowledge can help you revive what I've destroyed."
They held out a paw and a ball of white light shone from it.
“Really? An all-knowing alien cat, how wonderful. Just remove the damn illusions and go away. I’ve got enough of a migraine as it is,”Malcolm growled, sarcasm heavy in his tone.
The nanobots waited patiently for any command Malcolm gave them.