Public Outreach [Delivery]

[OPEN] Public Outreach [Delivery]

Ulrik the Engineer Posts: 235

Deceased atk: 5.5 | def: 9.0 | dam: 6.5

Stallion :: Unicorn :: 17.1 hh :: 11 HP: 69.5 | Buff: ENDURE

Kirchoff :: Common Hellhound :: Superspeed Tamme

11-27-2013, 05:23 PM

Ulrik saw the figures on the horizon, at the narrow entrance of the land he now called his home. The stallion moved quickly forward, long, muscular limbs carrying him easily through the summer's grass with Kirchoff and his metal wolf quick at his heels. Illynx and Deimos had already arrived on the scene, so the black unicorn crept in, peering over Illynx's figure at what they had brought.

He furrowed his brows and moved to stand at her side, glancing at Deimos. Ulrik seemed equally as confused and wary. Three equines and a pegasus had brought a large, glass... scorpion. One of them had a dragon. The stallion's eyes narrowed instantly, his mind moving to darker, wilder places. He still feared and loathed dragons for what they did during the battle of the Edge. Ulrik curled his lips back from his teeth and Kirchoff let out a deep, menacing growl, his silver eyes also trained on the green creature.

The mechanical wolf stopped obediently and lifeless close to Kirchoff, whirring and clicking as the parts inside of his steel shell moved to keep it operational. Ulrik finally had to tear his gaze away from the green dragon to stare at the pinto, spotted, plain mare who had brought the gift along with her comrades. The stallion frowned. She would have been pretty if not for her bare head. Shame. Nature was cruel sometimes.

But, what was the point? Apparently it was a gift, but it did nothing. Would it just sit there? Were they supposed to use it? Ulrik frowned. "So, it does nothing ..." he trailed, raising a brow. The idea of a creation simply for aesthetics escaped Ulrik completely. Why were they bringing gifts anyway? Why from the Edge? Ulrik's ears tilted back. He wanted nothing to do with the World's Edge, absolutely nothing.

Should they give something in return? To get them to leave? He looked to Deimos and Illynx before pulling metal from the earth beneath his hooves. It was silver, a soft metal... rather useless actually. Still, he fashioned it into a small scorpion about the size of his hoof with tiny little boards and wires which quickly encased in an articulating shell. It began to move around between the hooves of the strangers, clicking and whirring in a much more high pitched way than the metal wolf.

There. A real gift. Something useful. Perhaps if they brought it back with them... Ulrik's lips curled into a smirk. Well, he could control it from the inside then, gather information. He remained silent, bronze eyes glittering madly.

BRINGING YOU ANOTHER DISTURBING CREATION
from the mind of one sick animal who can't tell the difference

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