Not playing nice.

[biomechanicalcicada]

 Action - Morning - The Bay

[Waking up was unceremonious for Perfect Cell. As it normally would be for a being with no need for sleep. Glaring up at the cavernous ceiling with all those white lights brought back some memories. None of them good. Nothing but screaming, burning and falling. With a defeated sigh, he sat up within his cocoon, giving it a once over; the box sliding down to fall open in his lap. An audible chuckle left him and echoed throughout the cave.]

How quaint.. Reminds me of my youth. Strange, I didn't regenerate in such a way after the explosion..

[Perhaps the spilled contents, more so the 'welcome pamphlet' between his knees, would answer some questions that buzzed about his dome. It took Cell no time what so ever to read every tiny detail of what the paper had to offer. All of which made his lip curl disgust. Room and board, money, a job? Preposterous! He had no need for such things as a normal being would! Taking only the real necessities, the android freed himself of the cocoon, levitated across the water and out the closest exit. What he thought was freedom was only more annoyance being greeted by the hologram.] 

There's a lot to go over, and many people stop listening just about now, so try to-

Yes, yes.. I get it! 

[Cell snarled, swinging an arm out to all too easily backhand the magazine rack and hologram aside with a wave of energy. A small way of venting frustration. Pity for the giant insect, it was going to be all down hill from here because of it. Sour as ever, he stood and leered out across the landscape.]

Hm.. Where to st-

[Too late. The defensive gas from the hologram unknowingly to the perfect android did its job. Cell slumped down onto his knees then just as undignified, crashed forward into the dirt. Out like a light as once before.]

((OOC: Hope I did this right to let the guardians come in and teach the bug man to be nice! Please by all means tell me to take it down and edit it if need be!))

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[biomechanicalcicada]

"Has no one ever asked before? That is strange! Where I come from, people couldn't wait to figure out what I was made from! Right down to the binary coding of my DNA percentages!" What a guffaw the cicada let out. Not something Elias would get a chuckle out of. Too much of a inside joke.

"You have the teeth structure of a predator but your horns? They seem like the ones from prey.. Kudu? Yes, I believe they're called that.." Cell was all too deep into trying to piece the puzzle together. He tapped at his jaw plating, soft mental clinks with each contact of black claws against it.

"I don't believe they have fangs or any sort of sharp teeth. Hmm. Perhaps we aren't so different! Where you also created to 'aid' your creator or where you lucky enough to be born as a natural chimera?" as chimeras are just a hodgepodge of so many interesting things. The skull-headed one seemed no different.

[thornmage]

Oh no. Oh no. His effort to avoid one question made one question into two questions how did this happen oh no oh dear. He can't answer that one either oh no.

Abort mission.

Mercifully for Elias, in this case, he really can't emote, the only indication that he's even feeling a lick of internal discomfort being how the lights shift to the left in the sockets.

Help.

The DNA joke does, indeed, sail right over Elias's head, but it doesn't go without comment. Because it gives him an excuse to change the topic onto something that doesn't require him to answer the question.

He hopes he's not a chimera though, gosh that'd be shitty for him.

"Why were they so interested in your DNA?" A pause. "What are you a chimera of?"

Yes.

Good.

((I have to apologize.. There a times where he DOES NOT shut up))

[biomechanicalcicada]

"Many different beings! From all over the universe. Mostly Human, Saiyan, Namekian and.." More pondering, tap tap tapping. Just what in the name of Gero was Frieza called? Scientifically, at least. Reptilian at most but what would you even title that? "- Well, needless to say, I was created to be the strongest being so only the finest of stock with into my make-up." Him, him, him. Even when going off rail for just a moment, right back to the perfect being.

"It was a long, boring process.. Slept through most of it, actually! Can't tell if it was the selected insect genes that made me do so or something else. I've never had a chance to re-read the blue prints.. Before they were destroyed.. Hmm.." Even more pondering. Perhaps before destroying this world, Cell would start a hunt for a possible time machine. That would benefit him on so many levels. It'd be a shame to destroy his new company but it was a small price to pay if and when the day would come.

"Ah well, time to focus on much more important things.. Tell me, sir.. Is there a means of escaping this land or must I take desperate matters?"

lmfa it's okay man, i love him <3

[thornmage]

Thank goodness, that worked perfectly. Elias settles in, and quietly, patiently, happily listens to Cell tell him all about himself. Nodding every so often to show he was, indeed, still listening.

And he was. This was, honestly, highly interesting. He'd never stumbled across anyone quite like Cell before. Well... species wise. There were plenty of humans and fairies alike with that personality.

And the topic never did wander back to Elias, so the entity was more than happy to answer this question!

"There is no escape."

... Excellent phrasing, Elias.

[biomechanicalcicada]

"Desperate measures it is then.." A sigh left the chimera, almost in a defeated tone but aside from a few interesting creatures here.. There wasn't much to lose if he were to blow it up. Without destroying himself, that is. "That is.."

Cell sucked at his teeth, trying to look Elias in the eye. A challenge for sure what with their glow. "Has anyone ever attempted to.. Oh, I don't know.. Detonating an explosion large enough to eradicate an entire planet here?" It rolled off the tongue all too naturally. Cell was all too comfortable with explosions, after all. Self explosions not so much but if the job called for it.