blackrockian-mercenary

[blackrockian-mercenary]

uhhh not sure about this guy. are you a homosexual?

"Men are in my preference for romantic partners, yes."

[blackrockian-mercenary]

you are a DIVA

"Pardon?"

[blackrockian-mercenary]

You're a DIVA

"Sounds more like Subspace."

[blackrockian-mercenary]

Can I paint your nails black?

"No. I wear gloves a lot."

[blackrockian-mercenary]

"BUDDY!" "GO NOW! I TOLD YA WHERE TO GO IF THIS WERE TO HAPPEN!" -> Coil growls and ducks himself under the Biograft's weapons, shoving it roughly towards the nearby wall. Hyperlaser was limp on the ground, the gentle scent of seared flesh.

“Hyperlaser. i need you for something.”

-> @poisonous-properties

-> The mercenary sighs, a robotic sound from within his helmet. He lowers the book he was reading, turning his head to face the scientist. "Yes?"

[blackrockian-mercenary]

"OI!" -> Coil growled loudly and reached back, grabbing at Hyperlaser's neck. A screech of pain was ripped from the mercenary was Coil gave him a rather painful electric shock before shoving him off towards Subspace. "I'LL TURN YA INTO SCRAP METAL!" -> Coil rushed at the Biograft, reaching towards the robot and grabbing onto its horns.

“Hyperlaser. i need you for something.”

-> @poisonous-properties

-> The mercenary sighs, a robotic sound from within his helmet. He lowers the book he was reading, turning his head to face the scientist. "Yes?"

[blackrockian-mercenary]

-> Hyperlaser leaned down and quietly placed down his gun, pushing Subspace behind him before he rushed forward, locking his arms around Coil's neck and squeezing as hard as he could. -> Coil yowled in shock and started to claw at whatever was behind, his sharp nails being met with the protective material of Hyperlaser's helmet as he kicked and cursed. -> Hyperlaser was strong, yeah, but he wouldn't be able to hold Coil forever. "GET OFF ME! I'LL FUCKIN' KILL YA IF YOU TAKE MY FRIEND!"

“Hyperlaser. i need you for something.”

-> @poisonous-properties

-> The mercenary sighs, a robotic sound from within his helmet. He lowers the book he was reading, turning his head to face the scientist. "Yes?"

[blackrockian-mercenary]

-> Coil mumbled something and rubbed at his eyes, the support phighter slowly scanning the room. His eyes landed on Coil 2.0 and he hurried over, kneeling down beside the robot. -> Hyperlaser lifted his arm up, trying to wave away the gas. He was clearly worried that the scent of the gas could possibly alert Coil to their presence. -> And it did. Coil stood back up, his tail stiffening before he growled. "Where are ya, ya walkin' fuckin' corpse?"

“Hyperlaser. i need you for something.”

-> @poisonous-properties

-> The mercenary sighs, a robotic sound from within his helmet. He lowers the book he was reading, turning his head to face the scientist. "Yes?"

[blackrockian-mercenary]

-> The gentle crackling of electricity could be heard before the door opened, someone walking inside the room. A faint blue glow could be seen before it slowly shifted to red. -> It was Coil.

“Hyperlaser. i need you for something.”

-> @poisonous-properties

-> The mercenary sighs, a robotic sound from within his helmet. He lowers the book he was reading, turning his head to face the scientist. "Yes?"

[blackrockian-mercenary]

-> Suddenly, Hyperlaser wrapped his arm around the scientist and pulled him closed, moving back into a corner of the room that was hidden behind some closet, lifting his gun up. "Quiet. Someone else is here."

“Hyperlaser. i need you for something.”

-> @poisonous-properties

-> The mercenary sighs, a robotic sound from within his helmet. He lowers the book he was reading, turning his head to face the scientist. "Yes?"

[blackrockian-mercenary]

-> Hyperlaser follows the scientist silently, his boots making no noise as he followed alongside the other. His gun glowing softly in the darkened apartment. -> The sound of snoring was coming from.... Someone else was here, but luckily they seemed to be asleep.

“Hyperlaser. i need you for something.”

-> @poisonous-properties

-> The mercenary sighs, a robotic sound from within his helmet. He lowers the book he was reading, turning his head to face the scientist. "Yes?"

[blackrockian-mercenary]

-> Hyperlaser lowered his gun, holding it within his gloved hands and following behind the scientist and his Biograft. This was stupid, he knew it was stupid, but he can't back out now. Might as well make the most of it.

“Hyperlaser. i need you for something.”

-> @poisonous-properties

-> The mercenary sighs, a robotic sound from within his helmet. He lowers the book he was reading, turning his head to face the scientist. "Yes?"

[blackrockian-mercenary]

-> Hyperlaser got out of the car silently and settled his gun against his shoulder once more, glancing back at Subspace and the Biograft silently. Was he really doing this? -> Yeah, one could say he's done MUCH worse than this. But something about this didn't settle with him, there was a sort of... Itch. An odd itch in the back of his head. -> He felt like something was gonna go wrong.

“Hyperlaser. i need you for something.”

-> @poisonous-properties

-> The mercenary sighs, a robotic sound from within his helmet. He lowers the book he was reading, turning his head to face the scientist. "Yes?"

[blackrockian-mercenary]

-> Hyperlaser got in silently and closed the door behind him, sitting down and resting his gun on top of his lap. He remained quiet as always. Someone like Hyperlaser never really talked. -> But he seemed even quieter than usual. Everyone knew Hyperlaser didn't much care for Subspace, but it was obvious the scientist himself couldn't grasp that fact.

“Hyperlaser. i need you for something.”

-> @poisonous-properties

-> The mercenary sighs, a robotic sound from within his helmet. He lowers the book he was reading, turning his head to face the scientist. "Yes?"

[blackrockian-mercenary]

"Of course." -> He got up and grabbed his massive gun, leaning it against his shoulder before following the smaller demon. He didn't really want to be doing this right now, but the chance of a bigger payout was his only real motivation.

“Hyperlaser. i need you for something.”

-> @poisonous-properties

-> The mercenary sighs, a robotic sound from within his helmet. He lowers the book he was reading, turning his head to face the scientist. "Yes?"

[blackrockian-mercenary]

"Alright." -> He sighs again. It was clear the mercenary didn't have too much confidence in his plan, but he was going to get more money if it succussed. "When are we doing this?"

“Hyperlaser. i need you for something.”

-> @poisonous-properties

-> The mercenary sighs, a robotic sound from within his helmet. He lowers the book he was reading, turning his head to face the scientist. "Yes?"

[blackrockian-mercenary]

"And if something unexpected happens?" -> He cocks his head to the side, crossing his arms over his chest. "Not everything can go smoothly, Subspace. So I hope you've got some sort of plan B."

“Hyperlaser. i need you for something.”

-> @poisonous-properties

-> The mercenary sighs, a robotic sound from within his helmet. He lowers the book he was reading, turning his head to face the scientist. "Yes?"