[ So, Margaven, isn't your race in a war with a Hivemind? What's up with that? ]
"I wouldn't really call 'running for your life over an over' a war, but... I don't know. Some drama long ago that's followed us into the present."

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[ So, Margaven, isn't your race in a war with a Hivemind? What's up with that? ]
"I wouldn't really call 'running for your life over an over' a war, but... I don't know. Some drama long ago that's followed us into the present."
@projectawny wants to bite my shiny metal ass
“ Heeeey, sexy mama. Wanna kill all humans? ”
[ Where'd you get your teeth? ]
“What?”
“I was born with them. How else would I have gotten my teeth?”
NO MOVEMENT IS MADE ONCE THEIR GAZES MEET. Rippling, graceful muscle becomes still as stagnant water, as unblinking as a statuette. He is a deer in the headlights, icy eyes unable to remove themselves from the glow of whatever lies before him.
What is this ... man-made MACHINE?! The steel plating that mirrors skin, the gears and wires that can only mimic vein and muscle so well. It’s so clearly sentient but so clearly ARTIFICIAL. It’s so reminiscent of the golems he longed to forget yet became burned into his memory as harbingers of DESTRUCTION.
Frozen in shock of the sight, the beast remains stationary. All that comes from him are the deep and wary breaths, heavier with each passing moment, as the horror sets in. // @projectawny
Bird why do you have to be so cringe? smh
I cannot help it.......it’s the way I am..................
@projectawny
[ Dude... ]
Bleps.
[ Hey why are you the only Margaven on this planet by the way? ] [ You hiding from somethin? Huh? Fucker? ] [ You hiding from your mom? You hiding from responsibilities? ] [ Huh? Little Prince Bitch? ]
" ..... I'm not the only one here. There's a least, i don't know, two? Three more of us? I don't know."
He's squints at their insult, but curiously doesn't react much besides that. However, at the mention of his mother, his responsibilities.
" It's not your business. A commoner would never get it."
[ Oooo calling me a Commoner, huh? ] [ I can only imagine how fucking massive your ego is. ] [ Would explain the absurd amount of bounties on your head, though that could just be because you're a Prince. ]
[ If you want to humble yourself more, you should think about how if you weren't born a Prince, you'd be considered a Freak by your people. ] [ You probably already are! ] [ I wonder how depressed your people are, knowing that a Deformed Egotistical Coward is their Prince. ]
Tawny what the fuck, what did Xaallo ever do to you?
Deformed. That was a line, and she had just crossed it, not to mention mentioning bounties on his head while being a bounty hunter. A weapon materializes in his hand, large, even for him. A firearm, and a wicked one by the looks of it.
"Do you have a Deathwish, creature?"