Post by justsarah on Dec 19, 2011 1:10:02 GMT -5
This is sort of a short character introduction, of a bad guy that will appear a bit later in the story:
Feilbel2070
I am a sentient computerized decapitation machine. At the top, I stand about 6'7, my frame is dark chocolate color, though I have a very unique birthmark thats really stands out, like a sharp kick to your eyeballs.
I used to be able to say that I enjoy my job, which was to oversee that members of my cult religion fellow my commands word for word. At one time, I used to have my henchmen, leaders of many religions around the Earth, bow down to my vary command. They bring up buetiful young virgins into my office, and their soft tender necks are placed into my lunette.
I remember one blond girl that disobeyed my command. Apparently she didnt have the same desires for world domination, unlike my masters who built me. She was fiesty, but a cute one. At the time I enjoyed cutting through her soft neck. Her blood drained through my vents, and my thirst was quenched.
However latelly, I've been starting to reconsider my current job. What am I going to do with my life, once all Earth humans are dead or under my rule?
I needed to find more steady work, if not for the fact that I was starting to feel a little guilty about my actions, but also....blood honestly can't be to good for machinery.
The problem is, who's going to hire someone like me? Imagine the looks on their faces, if I said:
"Hey uh yea guys, could you give me a job, I decided to stop ruling the world religions you know."
I would have to change my form to a more humanoid form, and then creat an artificial skin so I wouldnt stick out like a sore thumb. Though I doubt it would help much.
Feilbel2070
I am a sentient computerized decapitation machine. At the top, I stand about 6'7, my frame is dark chocolate color, though I have a very unique birthmark thats really stands out, like a sharp kick to your eyeballs.
I used to be able to say that I enjoy my job, which was to oversee that members of my cult religion fellow my commands word for word. At one time, I used to have my henchmen, leaders of many religions around the Earth, bow down to my vary command. They bring up buetiful young virgins into my office, and their soft tender necks are placed into my lunette.
I remember one blond girl that disobeyed my command. Apparently she didnt have the same desires for world domination, unlike my masters who built me. She was fiesty, but a cute one. At the time I enjoyed cutting through her soft neck. Her blood drained through my vents, and my thirst was quenched.
However latelly, I've been starting to reconsider my current job. What am I going to do with my life, once all Earth humans are dead or under my rule?
I needed to find more steady work, if not for the fact that I was starting to feel a little guilty about my actions, but also....blood honestly can't be to good for machinery.
The problem is, who's going to hire someone like me? Imagine the looks on their faces, if I said:
"Hey uh yea guys, could you give me a job, I decided to stop ruling the world religions you know."
I would have to change my form to a more humanoid form, and then creat an artificial skin so I wouldnt stick out like a sore thumb. Though I doubt it would help much.
