Post by Curie on Sept 3, 2021 14:28:17 GMT -5
Were Curie bound by the unfortunate side-effects of being born an unfortunate biological, she may have been forced to display the displeasure she felt- fortunately, she was freed from the shackles of expression, and her face betrayed naught but utter ambivalence at the dismantling of her plan. It was only an unassuming twitch of the eye that revealed her base, boiling, brutal rage.
Before she could calculate a suitable comeback, however, her fellow mechanical menace made a suitable move for her. Alas! She should've expected a fellow machine to understand her needs.
In the same vein, Curie always expected biologicals to undermine her, and thus, when the shadowy shield was projected, she was more then ready. After calculating the trajectory of the shots, Curie launched three chunks of her living matter to intercept them. Once nice thing about her living matter was its malleability- both figuratively, and literally. These discs were more rubber then metal- turning them into floating trampolines that launched the bullets back towards the arena, showering the scene with the shots. One of her own dinosaurs was hit, along with two of the shadow soldiers.
"Contention: No, we will keep the environmental effect. We will also bring it to its logical conclusion."
The floating discs, having served their purpose as trampolines, instead flung themselves towards the arena, acting as the meteor's shockwave, forming expanding rings which blew back all of the soldiers, and cleanly chopped off the legs of her own dinosaurs.
However, these legs quickly reattached themselves.
"A genetic mutation has given my beasts regenerative capabilities. They survive, of course, but they will surely find another way to wipe themselves out. Biologicals love being self-destructive."
Save! The ball was now in Erebos's court, and with any luck, he wouldn't know how to play ball.
wc: 311
total: 1,668