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Ryuta frowns a bit before warping behind Sieg with his Red Lotus Saber pressed against the side of his neck while his left hand holds a blue frost bomb, "My friend happens to camp out here, so I should be the one asking you and your friends are snooping around here."An interesting technique you got there but...
Donīt use your brain too much on this forum....it will just hurt....?
That's even more confusing
What are you talking about?The answer would shock you
Ryuta continues to stand behind the mountain of junk, wondering what those people were going to do in the Junkyard.Could you explain me why are you spying on us?
such a sad story.... 
that made my day....so, the doctor also really exists....I only heard rumors of him, not really believing them..... 
Where in the heck are Sieg and Sonne....Monologues arenīt as fun as I though....OK Vogels, return here ASAP.
Nekolian turned towards BlackHook, with a grim look in his eyes, "NYAR. You think I don't know that he wasn't being controlled when that happened...let me tell you something...the one you're protecting, StrangeMan...he is a very good person isn't he." BlackHook looked at the feline cyborg.Iīm not sure if my word will mean anything to you, but I will all I can to not let that happen. If Iīm not able to surpress his maniac side... then I will make sure that he wonīt hurt anyone. Will you let him in my care?
"The man you're trying to protect is practicaly a saint isn't he...a strange saint...but still a good one. However...When he turned into that maniac...the one that dwells in his body." Nekolian looked deeped into BlackHook's eyes. "The one with a crazed look in his eyes, eyes which are filled with nothing but the intent to kill for pleasure."
"Are you willing to take the risk of that...thing to take control of his body and kill everyone in this city?"
"Nyar...like I said..." Nekolian removed the mouth piece covering his face. He had the face of a young boy, no older than 10, some wires were connected to the side of his face, and near those cables were engorged vains. His voice also changed to that of a child's.I understand now....sudenly a grin appears on BHīs face...Itīs good that I donīt have any love ones to be taken away anymore.
"...I'm standing right here before you thanks to human reconstruction. An ilegal process where a human is rebuilt by replacing his none-functioning body parts with machines. You see, the boy really didn't die after all, he was just having a near death experience." Nekolian sat down. "You see, after the boy blacked out...he awoke in a dark laboratory. It seemed like some one wanted the boy alive, that's what the boy thought at least. From the darkness emerged a man, wearing a strange mask, and large screws on the sides of his head. The man was the one who found the bot collapsed in the ruined hunter base. The boy asked the man where he was, but the man didn't answer."
"The man began inserting tubes cables and such on the boy's important organs. The boy felt a bit of pain, but not as bad as what he expierienced before. He then placed a gas mask on the boy's face, as the gas quickly mad it's way to the boy's lungs, he grew tired and heavier by the seconds."
"When the boy woke up again, he was infront of a mirror, and he saw...he wasn't human anymore...he was an abomanation Nyar...when the boy saw his horrible body, he fell down on his knees and screamed in agony. However, his cries were that of a feline's."
"Then out of nowhere a voice asked the child: "Do you not like your new body?" The boy turned towards the direction the voice was coming from, and he saw the man he apparently saved his life. The boy crawled towards the man asking: Why did he do this to him? The man simply replied: Because I know you want revenge. So I gave the perfect body to do so."
"The boy looked at his new body, he hands were large, long claws sprouted from the tips of his fingers. A curved blades were placed on his forearms. The man also told the boy that he had a lighter body, but one that had a strong armor. The man told the boy that with the proper training, he would be able to avenge his fallen comarades with his new body...the boy accepted, and began his training immediately."
"And that's the story of the boy...who became a vengeful machine. This story took place 6 years ago...now" Nekolian put on his mouth piece, his voiced changed back into the voice of a menacing man it once was. He stood back up and was ready to strike. "...Get outta my way and let me take my revenge...before he takes away your loved ones. Nyar."
Nekolian drew closer to Blakchook. "You see, after these heroes saved the hunters and humans, they asked if they could rest in the base. Since the hooded ones did save them, they gladly agreed to let them do as they pleased. The boy was happy to see his heroes stay for a bit longer. When the heroes were escorted to the guest room, the boy snuck in, to try to converse with his saviors. He was able to do so...in fact it didn't take much, his heroes were quite friendly, though a bit strange, as you might have guessed. Everything was going well...that is, until the next day."(*applaudes*)
Nekolian stopped right in front of BlackHook, and looked into his eyes. His eyes were dark and grim, Blackhook had a cold shill running down his spine as he gazed at the reploids eyes. "...the next day, the boy woke up in the guest rooms, he saw his heroes gone. He felt a bit depressed that his heroes had to leave so soon...but such is life. So he went out into the hallways as he always did....then he saw it....blood."
Nekolian looked deeper into BlackHoooks eyes. "Blood covering the hall ways. The hallways looked as if they threw buckets of red paint all over. The boy was very frightened, and confused. "All the maverick were deafeted by the heroes, so why are there dead reploids?" The boy asked himself. He saw that the trail of massacre go further into the halls. He followed them, he wanted to make sure that his family was safe."
"As he ventured deep into the hallway, the sights of dread grew grimmer and grimmer. Bodies of hunters, hanging, torn to shreds, dripping in their body fluids. The boy was positively terrified by the sight, yet he ventured deeper and deeper into the hallways. He soon saw the bodies of the human refugees. There bodies were just as bad as the hunters...then he saw the body of his family. His dear family, the one who took care of him after his biological family were murdered by mavericks. The boy froze in fear and sadness. He was traumatized by the very site of the mangled masses of flesh that used to be his family."
"He then heard a scream from a familiar voice. He rushed toward the voice...but it was too late. The boy found the one who screamed in pain, dead.The roomwas clompletely wrecked, so it seemed that the person was able to put up a fight with the sadistic being. The boy got closer to the body, he saw that it was one of his heroes who screamed in pain. However, this ones face was completely ripped off. He grew even more terrified. "If the heroes can't stop this maverick, then who can?" He though to himself. Then he heard another scream, this one was closeby."
"He ran as fast as he could towards the noise. He made it to the source of the sound...but...was horrified by the site. One of his heroes was killing one of his own friends. The heroe was stabbing his friend in the stoch with some strange looking weapon, that seemed to be conected to his cape. After he was done with him, the heroes riped off his friends mask, right before slicing off his face. The boy's former heroe than said "Tag...boy pervy, you were really easy to kill...it really kills the fun for moi." The boy was shaking, terrified, tears of horror streamed from his eyes. He knew he had to run away from the maniac."
"But before the boy could react, the hooded maniac saw him, and quiclky grabbed the boy by his neck. He then told the boy: "Do you wanna play too? Okay!" The maniac then stabbed the boy in his stomach with the very same weapon he used against his friend. He then told the boy: "Everyone in here is already dead...so I'll take moi's time killing you slowly...be sure to scream a lot!" " Nekolian then placed his claws near Blackhook's stomach. Moving them like he describes in the story "The hooded maniac raised his weapon slowly upwards, then he lowered it back down. Side to side, and in a circle motion. The maniac made sure not to cut any important organs, he wanted to the boy to leave long enough to satisfy his sadistic pleasure. The boy shouted in agony, he wished for the man to stop, but as you would have guessed, the man continued to mutilate the boy from the inside. Suddenly, the man collapsed for no reason. The boy fell on the floor, his blood covering his entire lower body, while he layed in a puddle of his own blood. Soon the boy died..." Nekolian drew back his claws from BlackHook's stomach.
(Again, gonna stop here until BlackHook replies...also I write alot)
"Nyar...Let me tell you a story...There is a place...excuse me, there WAS a place, where a young boy lived. This place was not a peaceful one, this place was always attacked by Mavericks, many reploids and humans were killed every day in that place."Miracle? Then why are you taking revenge on him? What happened?
"In that placed lived a young boy. The boy was living happily with a small group of humans taking refuge in a nearby Hunter Base. The hunters in there were strong...but unfourtinately not stronfg enough to stop the continuous attacks of the mavericks."
"One day, the hunters were too weak to keep fighting, it seemed that all hope was lost...but later, a miracle happened. When the mavericks came for the final strike on the hunter base, they came...three men, three men in hoods and capes. And one of those men..." Nekolian pointed towards StrangeMan. "...Him."
(I'll tell the rest of the story after BlackHook replies to what Nekolian has told him so far.)
Nekolian got back up. Blackhook's attack didn't seem like it damaged the reploid. Nekoloan shook his head, before telling Blackhook: "...Nightmares you say...do you even know the meaning of the word?" Nekolian walked slowly towards BlackHook. "The one you're trying to protect...do you even know of his past...what he has done..." The reploid got closer and closer. "Do you want to hear why I'm hunting him down?"The ground started shaking for a while...but it didnīt seem to affect BH and Nekolian
As Nekolian got closer to Blackhook, BH started to have an uneasy feeling all over his body. "But first...let me ask you something..." Nekolian looked deep into Blackhook's eyes. "...have you ever heard about human reconstruction?"
I have AdriILE PSX emulator, and I have a Megaman X4 disc. Im doing it legally. But how do I emulate saving my game, CAN I save my game on the emulator, or not?Yes you can, Altough you have to create a memory card with your emulator
"Ugh...hey BlackHook...I see you've made a good recovery...but I suggest you don't pick a fight with him...his too strong...and now that you mention Corpsie...where is he?"Take a rest Strangeman....I will take care of him...
Meanwhile, on the streets of RPM...
Corpsie was laying on the sidewalk, next to a man mourning for his favorite hotdog vendor (Roa).
Back with the action...
Nekolian looked at the intruding hooked man. "Who are you? Are you with that murderer? If you are, I won't go easy on you. Nyarrr" Nekolian readied his claws for an attack. But then three missiles were fired at the vengeful reploid. "You have to deal with us first, Maverick" Said the same Napalm look-alike. 'Nyarrr. Annoying machines!" Nekolian jumped over the first missile, then he jumped on the second, and grabbed the third. He the turned said missile towards the robot who fired it.
"GYAAA!? HOW DID HE-" Before the Napalm looklike could finish his sentece, the missile hit him. The robot was now out of commision. "You killed Big Bro, How dare you!" Exclamed another Napalm look-alike. Before the robot could even react, Nekolian rushed towards the robot and sliced him to pieces, along with the two other robots that were beside him.
"Hey hey, that's no way to treat my dancing partners!" Behind Nekolian was an afroed robot, with 70's clothing. "Now you'll have to deal with my Disco..." The robot threw a large disc at the reploid, but it proved innefective, as the disc broke when it made contact with the reploid's armor. "...[parasitic bomb]" Said the afroed machine, before having his torso skewered by the vengefull reploid. "DiscoM-" Nekolian sliced the robot who grieved over DiscoMan's death. Then who sliced another robot, and another, and another, and another. The carnage didn't seem to stop as number by number fell at Nekolian's claws.
StrangeMan looked at the carnage the feline-esque reploid was causing. "...All those robots...fighting that confused reploid...all being destroyed...and I can't do anything about...it's just like before...just like before..." The violence reminded StrangeMan of a dark day in his past, one that he does not wish to re-live.
To be continued...
