The ‘Hellhound’ Roleplay

James shook his head, “No, just me, but I use my ability to connect us all together.” He explained, shrugging.

“Oh that makes sense. I’ve got telepathic powers, but not all the time, I mainly focus on controlling things such as my bullets.” He says as he pulls out his pistol and reloads it.

“I ain’t” Atlas calls back, flying towards the ship -still dripping blood from his leg.

James nodded thoughtfully. “Interesting, and you can alter mass, correct?” He stepped onto the large ship, leading the group.

(I've got to drive home, I give trigg permission to do it for me if need be)

"Yes, I can also control speed and direction. Funny story actually about the mass thing." Malik rubs the back of his head in a guilty manner, "You know how you're not able to access the Solymus Star System anymore since like a year ago? Yeah, I...ummm... might have created a black whole by increasing the mass of one of my bullets as much as I could. Not a good idea. After that I was drained for a full week."

(Hey make it a year for how long it took. And that you and I are the soul survivors of the system. Either you and me or Diddio and you. (Diddo is morph.))

(Ok lol)

James let out a chuckle, "Interesting. How long have you and Dragen been partners?" He stepped into the control room, then turned to face the others.

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Malik follows James into the control room, making sure he doesn't touch anything that looked important. "We actually met during the same incident. Him and I took the same bounty and after some queraling we actually found we got along pretty well. He wanted to see what I could do so, like any good friend would, he edged me on to test my limits. Dragen and I are the only survivors of that little event, only people who know the truth also."

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“Come along Kitten, I wanna see the specs on all your weapons. You’ve got some pretty neat tech hidden in your cloak there. That cloak is a rarity, and that little shapeshifter of yours too” Atlas grins as he walks into the weapons garage

Malik to James

"So how long have all of y'all been together?"

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Dragon to Atlas

Dragon grins widely “That Shapeshifter is my oldest friend and pet. On my homeworld they were given as gifts as a coming of age party. Sadly due to a calamity that I care not to go into detail with. I and along with very scattered few survived. And Diddo and I as far as I know are the only pair left.”

"Interesting. And as for the rest of your..." Atlas trails off, checking a body scan of Dragen, "well, all of you. All that tech and science in one place. Amazing." Atlas grinned at the cat

James to Malik
James hummed thoughtfully as the other told his story. At the question, James shrugged, “5 or 6 years, give or take.”

Dragen to Atlas

“Well what can I say. When you are the one kid in the entire colony that was chosen to be experimented on until the planet blew up. They put as much tech and as much enhancements as they possibly could.” Dragen begins cracking his neck and his back and stretching out.

Malik to James

"Nice, nice." Malik starts walking around looking at the gauges and controls, "So, where do we go from here?"

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James to Malik

“Probably Tortuga, so we can find a new job to do. Our last job was to blow up Cucury, and it was too easy.” James smirked.

Malik to James

"Ok! That's good because Dragen and I need to bring our last bounty in so we can get paid. Turns out that's exactly where we need to go."

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James to Malik
James nodded. “Fantastic.” He walked over to the control center and flipped a few switches, setting the coordinates.

Atlas to Dragen

“Ooh, that’s interesting” Atlas smiles and looks up from the scan, “Your blood systems are showing up too, I take it that your blood is no normal blood? What are your claws made out of? It’s no metal I've seen, and I’ve seen a lot”

Malik to James

“I’m going to go check on Dragen and Atlas. Make sure Atlas isn’t trying to force catnip down his throat or something.” Malik chuckled to himself thinking about Atlas chasing Dragen around the ship with a bag of catnip.

James lifted his hand in a wave, “Good luck.” He called over his shoulder.

Malik left the control room and made his way to where Dragen and Atlas were.

Dragen to Atlas

Dragen looks down sullenly “Yes. That. Well apparently they thought hey let’s turn his blood into an acid. So his body doesn’t work correctly and anytime he is cut everything else that comes in contact with it begins to melt and bubble.