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Victor von Doom ([personal profile] nerdfight) wrote in [community profile] diversified2014-12-30 12:35 pm

they've got modified features and software brains [ psl ]

WHO Victor von Doom ([personal profile] nerdfight) and Misha Hunt ([personal profile] 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.
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[personal profile] interspace 2014-12-31 10:01 am (UTC)(link)
Okay, yeah, Misha should have honestly expected such a violent reaction. Unfortunately for her, she was still running on low and finding it hard to think when placed in the center of attention by an archnemesis who should have wanted nothing but her dead before him. One hand instinctively went to hold at Doom's wrist, while the other reached to reclaim ALFRED once again. More than anything else, ALFRED was her current lifeline to sanity in a universe where she didn't belong and she didn't dare imagine what would happen if ALFRED were corrupted or his base programming was used by Doom for some other nefarious purpose.

He was, after all, just a figment of her imagination made real to keep her company.

She kicked her legs out, glared down at Doom, then closed her eyes and concentrated. It was harder when she was in contact with other things, especially living things, because she needed to form her power around that—through it, really. Her power wasn't something she felt so much as something that she had to acknowledge despite the lack of physical stimuli to accompany it. "I think I'm getting the hell out of here," she said, pulling herself back and free from his grasp before making a dive to grab her computer's core. No way was she going to leave ALFRED in Victor von Doom's hands, fixed or unfixed.