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diversified2014-12-30 12:35 pm
nerdfight) wrote in diversified2014-12-30 12:35 pm
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they've got modified features and software brains [ psl ]
WHO Victor von Doom (nerdfight) and Misha Hunt (interspace)
WHAT In which science is done, a country is conquered, and Misha has to deal with a narcissistic asshole hellbent on revenge.
WHEN About a year after the sequel
WHERE Various places
WHY because fuck you Richards, that's why
It was something that had been bothering him for a while, a question that had been left unanswered and one that he was finally deciding to spend his time on now that he had to build up his resources and wait instead of attacking. Who was the girl who had appeared out of nowhere and integrated herself with his greatest enemies? She was an unknown variable, a puzzle to be solved, a threat to be destroyed. He needed to figure her out so he could properly dispose of her and move onto his real targets.
That would take time and research and since his last defeat, he'd take things slower so that he could do things properly. First, he watched from afar through cameras and finding videos of her exploits. Her flight was unnatural, something that couldn't be explained like how he and the others could be. Then, he had to take readings where he couldn't be caught. It was easy enough, send a small drone out to take the readings during a fight, with everyone distracted enough to not notice yet another spectator to the match. That was when he noticed it. He needed to study her in person, he had to know if the readings were correct.
So he set up a plan. A test run of his newly created Doombots would do nicely. Five points of attack to separate everyone so that he could grab the little insect like a flytrap, snatch her up in such a way that nobody could save her from his grasp. It was a beautiful day for an attack too, bright and sunny with no chance of rain. Donning his mask and outfit, Doom went out with his army of Doombots and waited on a skyscraper for his target to pass on the way to one company of his Doombots. When she arrived, he would be ready.
nerdfight) and Misha Hunt (interspace) WHAT In which science is done, a country is conquered, and Misha has to deal with a narcissistic asshole hellbent on revenge.
WHEN About a year after the sequel
WHERE Various places
WHY because fuck you Richards, that's why
It was something that had been bothering him for a while, a question that had been left unanswered and one that he was finally deciding to spend his time on now that he had to build up his resources and wait instead of attacking. Who was the girl who had appeared out of nowhere and integrated herself with his greatest enemies? She was an unknown variable, a puzzle to be solved, a threat to be destroyed. He needed to figure her out so he could properly dispose of her and move onto his real targets.
That would take time and research and since his last defeat, he'd take things slower so that he could do things properly. First, he watched from afar through cameras and finding videos of her exploits. Her flight was unnatural, something that couldn't be explained like how he and the others could be. Then, he had to take readings where he couldn't be caught. It was easy enough, send a small drone out to take the readings during a fight, with everyone distracted enough to not notice yet another spectator to the match. That was when he noticed it. He needed to study her in person, he had to know if the readings were correct.
So he set up a plan. A test run of his newly created Doombots would do nicely. Five points of attack to separate everyone so that he could grab the little insect like a flytrap, snatch her up in such a way that nobody could save her from his grasp. It was a beautiful day for an attack too, bright and sunny with no chance of rain. Donning his mask and outfit, Doom went out with his army of Doombots and waited on a skyscraper for his target to pass on the way to one company of his Doombots. When she arrived, he would be ready.
no subject
Noting the change immediately, there wasn't even any room to be surprised or put off by it. Misha had expected Doom to play his part, and this was just one of those things. That didn't make it not-funny and she let herself smile to go along with it. Use what you knew, wasn't that it? She could do that and more. "Table sounds good, Vic," she said. "Oh, but hey—look at that. The stools have backs, too!"
Normally it would be teasing, but now she said it with a tone of comfortable familiarity. Never before had she dared consider him Vic even back when he was just a villain in a fun movie, but siblings tended to tread the line and get away with it. Come to think of it, Victor von Doom was almost certainly an only child, so she would probably need to go light on the siblingisms with him lest she knock him out of the role. "Can we get breakfast for lunch? Or... whatever time it is. It's like an unspoken rule when you're at a diner."
"Hey there, folks. Name's Izzy. What can I do you for today?" Oh, and there was the waitress. Or was it proprietor? Misha had only caught a glimpse of the diner's name on the way in, and that definitely sounded like the right name. Isabela's Diner. She wasn't coming from behind the counter yet, but the place was small enough that personally greeting everyone that walked in seemed perfectly natural. Small town hospitality and all that. It didn't take long for Izzy to actually notice their state and she was already giving a confused and concerned look for it. Misha was going to leave that one for Doom to field.