"Gold-Balls?! The X-Men's recruitment standards really have bloody dropped nowadays. Guess again Mutant. Who do I look like?"
@Mari
Midas sometimes wondered why he bothered. He threw up his hands in the air:Now Nori was getting a little embarrassed instead of feeling angry or insulted. She didn't know this guy from Tony Stark's armor, which is who his appearance reminded her of. She depowered her gauntlets, as she tried to dig through her memories of who this guy should be. Seriously, she thought, she should probably know, for her sake. But all that came from her mouth was a wild guess.
"Um... War Machine?" she asked.
@Mighty Roman
Midas sometimes wondered why he bothered. He threw up his hands in the air:
"War Machine?! War Machine!? I am MIDAS! Dr bloody Midas! I can turn anything to gold, and anything to my advantage! My empire will last an eternity! I am the arch-nemesis of Marvel Boy! My armour is made from Solid Gold! I am the Cosmic Man, the superior being, who makes other life-forms obsolete! And you still don't know who I am!"
@Mari
Nori just cringed at the reaction from Dr. Midas, as she tried to walk away from him, since this was getting uncomfortable. She cursed herself in her mind for not knowing more of the other superpowered beings outside of the ones she directly had faced or worked with in her past. She imagined Soorayah would also lecture her about attentiveness.Midas sometimes wondered why he bothered. He threw up his hands in the air:
"War Machine?! War Machine!? I am MIDAS! Dr bloody Midas! I can turn anything to gold, and anything to my advantage! My empire will last an eternity! I am the arch-nemesis of Marvel Boy! My armour is made from Solid Gold! I am the Cosmic Man, the superior being, who makes other life-forms obsolete! And you still don't know who I am!"
@Mari
"So many questions, so little time~!" the chirpy Englishman spoke sonorously through the intercoms, a static popping filling the air. Those conversing with the artificial intelligence would be greeted with a brilliant shimmer of cyan light. Normally, it would not be so blinding to mere mortal eyes, but the erratic nature of the lightning within the cafeteria weaken it's capabilities. Soon, after the metaphorical dust settled, the figure known as Richard stood, cracking his neck a little. Holding an almost angelic glow to him, the more technological suave would soon come to realize it was just but a hologram.
"Ah, is that much better now? In thy flesh, as the biotics say?" Richard remarked, growing a bit out of the topic as he twirled childishly about. "I absolutely adore holographic modeling, almost as a lovely game of Solitaire. Speaking of which, do you know I have 20,445,668,142 games of Solitaire completed? I programmed a few achievements as well, though, it is hard to have the surprise of the secret ones when you are making them, ah~" the intelligence rambled a bit adorably, which seemed oddly unfitting for the environment.
"Oh yes, right, strangers in my facility!" the sodding imbecile openly proclaimed, "Well, one at a time, especially to the lovely Miss Aigis, let me just to start with the basics, shall we lads and lassies?" Richard remarked, the young coated man stated, boldly strolling before the closed double doors behind him. Adjusting his bandages and hoodie, the hologram began to politely stroll forwards gracefully, clasping his gloved hands together. To those not around Richard, it mattered not, for his voice carried throughout the cafeteria through the intercoms.
"Welcome to Gilgamesh, the proud flagship base of operations for the trust known merely as the Conglomeration. Responsible for many advancements in human society such as medical practices and cosmic expansion, Gilgamesh, or otherwise known as Site Gamma, is responsible like other sites for the containment and study of abnormalities within our reality. Of course, I would be enthralled to show you around the facility, alas..." the tour guide remarked, pointing a hand behind him as faintly the sounds of gunfire escalated and continued. "The state of matters aren't exactly pleasant at the moment."
Suddenly stopping in his gentle stroll, the artificial intelligence clasped his feet together. "I think the better question is why exactly you are here. Gilgamesh is located at a disclosed island miles away from Hawaii and is a relatively self-sustaining community. Visitors are rare, but what is even more rare is visitors that decide to appear in the cafeteria out of all bloody things. At least keep the milk, hmm, I do enjoy the taste of milk...simulated milk." Richard proclaimed, awaiting the responses from the outsiders, unaware of their own ignorance.
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Those of the more adventurous blood would find little roaming about in the cafeteria, although the chaos that occurred within the room was evident. As mentioned before, tables were flipped, pools of crimson were splattered about, yet oddly not a single corpse laid within the dining hall. Had someone moved the bodies, and also, how long where you truly unconscious within Gilgamesh? As the questions rattled, a small figure darted about within the darkness, heavy gasps of breath carrying it along. Leaping onto a table, the hunched, petite creature swiftly turned to face the newcomers,
It snarled and snapped, the hunched, freakish humanoid hissing and snarling about venomously. Pouncing from the table onto the marble flooring below, claws made of bone scratched against the ground, the creature erratically twitching and drooling. Slightly arising to a somewhat bipedal position, the abomination stood, his inhumane scarlet eyes beaming defensively at those around it. "Yag....YAAAGHHHH!" it cried out, revealing a pair of sharpen incisors, clearly a creature born of nightmares and only one of many examples of the hellish beings that dwelt in Gilgamesh.
@Klutzy Ninja Kitty @Anyone exploring.
