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Specific Character Archetypes

Melon's Result:

Life/Death/Life

A person who represents the mysteries and inner workings of the world's forces; a person who has destiny at their back, a person wielding their understanding like a weapon. A person who cycles through rebirths and deaths, growing ever more clever.

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@depthsplunged sent: "Why do you care so much? That thing isn't a person- it's not even one of those animals you care so much about! Plus, if what I've heard is correct, its death would only give energy back to the planet. Just let the poison do its work. It would only benefit you." - Lex @ Ra's

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"Do you know exactly what that creature is?" Came the response, the Demon not even giving Luthor the respect to turn around and face him. The man behind him would be made to face the back of Ra's al Ghul, the immortal's eyes focused up towards the holding that was keeping the ancient creature in stasis.

"Can you even fathom it?"

He hissed and turned slightly, cape dramatically clenched in his hands as he spun to motion towards Lex. When he spoke again, it was with vitriol, teeth bared and sharp.

"Of course you can't. You say yourself some benefit savior of the 'normal' man, but you cannot think for a second beyond your own eyes! That creature has been on this planet for longer than mankind stepped foot here! You seek to destroy gods and lift yourself above them, but that? That is creation itself, at its most primordial. To kill it? Destroy it?"

Ra's al Ghul exhaled, retreating into his cloak to let it settle down across his shoulders before he stopped to look up once more to the stasis chamber.

"You have introduced poison to the very act of life. If they were to die, the world would lose more than we could fathom and it could not be healed again. Far too often have I witnessed the extinction of species and I will be DAMNED if I sit idley by and let it happen!"

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He should've expected some dramatic lecture, as though Ra's al Ghul were scolding a child. He really should've. And while he hears him, Lex Luthor can't help his eyes from rolling back.

This nonsense again?

“It's called progress, my friend. Though I'm aware how opposed you are to that word. Were the fate of humanity in your palms, you'd have us back to the depths of the stone age. Living in caves and fighting predators off with sticks.”

His eyes too turn up towards the awful beast in the chamber. Keeping that reptile from suffering the spread of poison through its veins. All that work, developing the drug then injecting into a monster with scales thicker than his very hand. It hadn't been easy by any means, and a lesser man would've given up. But Lex Luthor was no lesser man, and he wouldn't let Ra's put a halt to his goal so easily.

“You are making assumptions. Assumptions backed by archaic beliefs and nothing more. And so long as we are working on assumptions… Perhaps this thing living is causing harm to the planet you love so much. It does not need food. Water. Where does it get fuel if not from the already dying planet? Killing it might cause a boom of life across the entire world. An ecosystem providing whale fall for all life.”

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Yoichi wasn't expecting the lizard to get on all fours, the impact causing a minor shock wave that has him stumbling in the sand. He's forced to pinwheel his arms to stay upright--not wanting to return home covered in wet sand, a most uncomfortable sensation. He thinks that the creature has lowered to hear him better, but then they start to change.

In awe, the albino man watches as they turn from a great lizard to a much taller than average human. It makes no difference in him having to crane his neck to see their face, given his own relatively short height of 5'5. They retain some of their previous features, yellow eyes and dark scales--how fascinating!

"Oh gosh, oh wow!" He reaches up, tapping his right hearing aid to try and calm the static, just barely hearing their words over that and the sirens. "Hi there! It's...wow, your quirk is so amazing. I've never seen someone get that big!" Even that great, hulking mountain that's part of his brother's forces couldn't hope to match this lizard in height! "I don't know about that, really. I'm a human, same as everyone else, there's nothing special about me."

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Their tail lashed the sand, feet shifting on the surface. It was always strange, the minutes after a shift. Their body weighed differently, and gravity was much gentler on them and the smaller size. And yet, they missed the power, the gaze. They could see over cities with ease like that. Now, the awful buildings towered above.

“As I said, you are an exception. You did not run. Most of the humans did. Thus, exception.” They spoke plainly, factually. Zilla never saw reason to dance around subjects with words. If humans had adept body language tells like their species did, words would be unnecessary. If only.

“I have no little quirk. I am the creature that dwells in the depths. This form is just to make conversing easier. I would much rather not take it.”

They knew well enough of quirks, despite being far before their time. Eel had one. It let him control his cells freely, giving the impression of being ‘stretchy’. It was strange. Eel was strange. But they liked him all the same.

A deep breath in, let out in a tired huff. “I have been… convinced. To explore other cultures. To curb my distaste for the humans that kill the planet day by day. So far-” At long last, the sirens stopped. “I am unimpressed. The reactions here are much the same as the Americas… Though with less tanks. I can appreciate that.”

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Yoichi is about to shout a thanks to the creature as the ship is lowered back into the water, though the impact has him stumbling a little. The captain aboard is quick to grab the controls and try to sail away as fast as the motor will go, but then they're caught once more. The screaming starts anew, the ship rocks with every step taken, people go skidding along the deck; including Yoichi. He tried to hang onto the railing, but his weak, noodle arms weren't up to the task; so he instead takes to covering his head and just waiting.

Then it ends. There's a bone jarring thud as the ship is placed onto sand and partially sunk into it. A moment passes, then people stream from the ship like ants from a flood--desperate to escape the gigantic creature before it can do something like...step on them, perhaps. The screaming continues, though fades quickly as the crowd races inland...until one person is left behind. That person is Yoichi, hauling himself up over the railing on onto the wet sand with an "Oomph!" at the impact. He's quick to get to his feet and turns his head upwards at the giant lizard--cupping his hands around his mouth to be heard over the deafening sirens that are making his hearing aids crackle and squeal.

"Thank you for bringing us back to shore safely! I'm sorry everyone else was screaming at you...and that I'm screaming at you! I just want to make sure I'm heard! Those sirens are awful, aren't they?! I'll go talk to the people in charge and see if they can't turn them off!"

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They watch the insects scatter, some tripping over their claws in panic. It will be blamed on them, of course. It always is. But being blamed for a mouthful of sand is hardly the largest complaint they’ve seen. A glance back down, and they see that not all have fled. There was still one left. The same one that had made the request of them. More interesting than the average insect. It reminded them of when Eel opted to find why they were attacking the ‘water treatment plant’ specifically rather than just fighting them. He happened to agree with their method when he found the toxins the company had been illegally dumping into the ocean. The lack of rash assumptions was refreshing. With a heavy huff, Zilla lowered to the ground. And lowered, and lowered. They seemed to be shrinking, actually. And changing. Until soon enough, what stood there on the sands was not a over hundred meter tall reptile. But instead a dark humanoid with piercing yellow eyes and dark scale-like patterns covering most of their body. Still tall. Though not mountainous. “They should turn them off soon. Now that the ‘giant monster’ has vanished. Humans are predictable creatures, for the most part. You seem an exception.”

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Most people are screaming. It's understandable; it's not every day that a ship is lifted up out of the water and wedged between the spines of some great beast that came out from nowhere. The vessel is rocked too and fro from the creature moving to look. Yes, it's understandable that there would be screaming...but there's one man aboard who is instead staring in awe while clinging to the railing.

Yoichi's never been on a ship before; it was one of the many, many things he wasn't allowed to experience. His delicate health, his weak constitution. What if he fell overboard and drowned? What if he caught ill from the chill? Blah blah blah... So when Yoichi saw an offer to go out for a few hours on a little boat tour, he'd jumped at the chance to experience something new and exciting. But this isn't the type of exciting he was expecting...

His thin fingers are wrapped around the railing, palms slick with sea water and sweat as he fights to keep from rolling back along the deck like the other passengers had. He doesn't think this was purposeful, merely the ship got caught by accident. But really, how do people expect anything to be solved if they're just screaming shrilly? Well, he'll have to shout too, he just hopes the creature doesn't take offense to his raised voice!

"Excuse me! We seemed to have gotten caught on you by accident! Could you lower us back down so we're on the water again instead?!"

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It's words that rise over the wordless shrieks. Coming from someone that was actually meeting their gaze, trying to communicate instead of just panicking like an annoyance. And with the words? A simple request.

Were they a colder, century or two younger reptile, they would crush the boat and its occupants into an unfortunate paste. But Zilla was really trying. Trying to aid the planet without the complete genocide of humanity- though that would be the easier path. Damn you Eel, you made them softer. More… considerate of human life.

With a low huff like a hard sea breeze towards the boat, Zilla turns forward again. Slowly and steadily, they lean down to perch awkwardly on their hands and feet at the same time. Back dips into the ocean, letting the water take the boat. It is allowed to sail out of the dangerous jagged spine filled waters. But recognizing that the boat could have easily gotten gashes in the hull, Zilla didn't plan to leave it to sink.

Not out of any moral obligation, mind. But if the boat were to leak oil or fuel, it could harm the coral that was just out of sight on the ocean floor. Could spill all its waste over the vibrant life that was trying to survive. That couldn’t be tolerated. As the boat tried to putter away, further into the ocean, Zilla righted themselves. With their massive clawed hands, they picked the boat up and held it close to their chest. A loud rumbling growl was easy to hear, like hearing a powerful engine without anything to quiet it. It was solid annoyance from Zilla, though they didn’t expect humans to know much about non-verbal communication. The last large steps were taken, splashing sea water as they got further and further towards the shore. The sirens were louder now, a clear evacuation order. But Zilla paid no mind, setting the boat down on the sand and pushing it down. It didn’t break, but was made well and truly stuck.

Even before Zilla had pulled their claws away properly, people were jumping off into the sand, fleeing as quickly as they could. Panicked minds failing to realize that they could have easily been thrown or smashed to bits if the creature had actually wanted to.

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It was a minor thing for the massive creature to travel across the grand oceans. Body moving side to side, tail as a powerful motor. Air pockets within their body were only semi filled so they did not surface nor sink. Just swimming, hidden from view in the dark waters that they called home. It had been… recommended for them to travel. Zilla had spent much time in the America areas lately, trying to become more tolerable of the human species that plagued Earth.

They weren’t all bad. Just mostly bad. It had been… proposed that learning of different human cultures might help view them as more than pests. So they would.

Japan drew ever closer, Zilla confident in their internal navigation prowess. Soon they’d be at shore, and likely have to deal with the usual reactions that came from their arrival. Screaming, running, possibly military firing upon them. The usual mess. It would put a damper on their cultural exchange for certain. But they promised to try.

The ground began to rise, making it harder to actually swim. Zilla planted their feet solidly into the underwater sand banks. Claws provided the traction, and their upper arms began to push their body upright. And they surfaced. Water spilled down their scales, down the spines of their back. The hot sun overhead went to work on trying to dry them, but it was severely outmatched by the internal radiation that kept them warm even in the deepest coldest depths of the ocean. Steam spilled up from their drying scales, and they took a step forward. Still waist deep in the water- it would not be considered ‘shallow’ by any except for them.

As expected, the reactions began. Shouting and screaming from shores, a siren starting up to issue a warning. Then, an unexpected noise. From some point behind, the horn of a boat rang out. They turned their head about, seeing nothing from the waters back from where they came, nor to either side. It was only when Zilla caught sight of their back plates that the source was found. A boat had become stuck in between their spines, likely when they'd surfaced abruptly. It was shockingly intact, full of little humans of all sorts. Zilla bent their head in lower, craned around at an awkward angle to view them in more detail. The secondary film on their massive eye blinked across, then opened again.

Most of them were screaming, too. How annoying.

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