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[heromedal]

In Person- Rocket Man

Rex is famously not fun or happy, but sometimes even he has to admit some stuff is simply cool. He'd enjoyed the opportunity to create a flying death fortress (which had to be downgraded to a more reasonable 'flying people carrier... of death!) and having permission to test some of that out means he can go nuts, right?

I mean, the permission was merely sort of implied, and he doesn't actually know if Yang has the authority to let him do that.

But it's close enough and if anyone has a problem with it he will quietly say... 'okay' and leave. That'll show 'em.

Rex is such a lame person that if he did things that he liked because he liked them, he'd probably have a collection of models. He'd never admit it, but building three tiny versions of his engine design, was quite satisfying, with the extra challenges involved. Setting one up outside, making sure the area is clear, clicking the big red button on his remote and...

It passes the first test. It doesn't explode. Its flight, straight up, starts slow but just keeps accelerating until it's entirely out of sight.

"Well. I'm not getting that back. I wonder if there are laws against littering in space."

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Network- World's HOTTEST knife!??? Clickbait!???

[ It's a video, a couple minutes long, with Rex at a workbench in the Anvil. He's looking as glum as ever, with some nifty eye protection and a stack of papers beside him. ]

Someone paid me €200 to do this on camera. [ Rex gets that out of the way first, before pulling out a knife. Looks like a regular ol' kitchen knife aside from the handle having a little device added. He turns it side to side a few times, so people can see. Pulling the trigger on the machine has the blade start to glow, not with mystical energy or anything. Just heat. Someone with sharp eyes might notice it's wavering in place, barely visible.

That's when he moves the camera to show a watermelon. Rex swings the knife at it, and the fruit basically bursts into steam, the pressure splitting the skin and a mist blasting out from any opening. The halves spin around with the steam propelling them. The footage repeats in slow motion.

Rex has basically no reaction to this. ] I don't know why exactly anyone would want to see that, but money is money.

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Hey Kids! What time is it!?- In Person

It's Indrik Time!

Rex's bizarre mismatched creature, the pony-sized, golden-scaled, cow-faced, deer-hooved, snake-tailed, firey lion-maned critter is absolutely the king of beasts and how dare you imply otherwise. What's that? You suggested nothing of the sort?

Well, too bad, he's gonna fight you anyway!

Despite being a great big chungus with his wobbly chubby belly, Indrik shares a trait with his master- being mysteriously soft of step, able to walk across the grass without bending a single blade. Which is probably how he snuck up on someone to headbutt them in the butt, with his head. Doesn't matter where or when. He did that. He'd do it again. Suffer, weakling. The only warning is a distant, "Indrik? Where are-Oh no" from Rex.

Alternatively, he may be picking a fight with another pet and/or familiar, because they didn't bow their head in his presence.

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Indrik- Again!? On the Network!

He's still here!

[ To Rex's credit, no one else has ever raised an indrik (if that is even what Indrik is) before and there's not much written about them in general- some sources say there's just one, which is a distinct possibility. Training a unique animal isn't easy either- it's not like you can start over with a new one. Maybe he's untrainable, like a cat or Texan.

That's why he shares a picture of Indrik on the network- unable to look dignified for two seconds, the expression he sports is ludicrous. ]

Does any with animal training experience know what I can do with this useless lump?

[ Rex is very tsundere about his fat baby. ]

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There are 3 songs called Learning To Fly, pretend I'm referencing your favourite- For Bai Lin

Like a man who agreed to attend a party but spent every moment afterwards dreading it, Rex has slightly mixed feelings about learning from Lin. He's both extremely excited and anxious- because now he's had some time away from that beautiful feeling of fulfilment he'd stolen from her memories, he's quite sure he's going to do it miserably wrong and reveal some weakness in the process. Maybe die. It's all possible.

Still, he made the hat so now he's in.

Rex meets Lin, looking like he's about to die like always and carrying a box, greeting her in Chinese.

"Hello. I hope you don't mind my accent, I thought I could take the chance to practice," he says, with his already weird accent (a nebulous balance between Hungarian and Bulgarian which everyone thinks is Russian) sounding just as odd in Mandarin as it does in English. But Rex's grasp of the language itself is good. "Uhm. I made you a hat."

He holds up the box between them. He didn't put a rocket launcher in there, but it is bizarrely over the top in many ways despite just looking like a fancy conical hat. It's one solid piece, rather than woven, but lightweight.

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Vampeyere of the Tiger

Preparing Adelaide for a position in his official hero party was not something Rex was going to take lightly. The more he thought about it, the more she was theoretically ideal for the position- she has the potential to be extremely powerful in a variety of ways, was in love with devoted to him and most importantly was one of the few people he actually believed wouldn't harm him intentionally. Despite her trying to kill him on occasion.

He used one of the few talents of his that he recognised to connect various sources and find one of the many ruins of the Outlands, ones no one would have any real interest in and got to work. Populating the ruins with the latest Phantoms- The Minim.


The dusty, dry desert location doesn't seem to have a sun- the sky just gives off a dusky light. He'd asked her to bring her combat suit, weapon and 'whatever she thought she'd need.' He wanted to see what exactly that would be.

As for him, he isn't entirely in the Black Dog outfit, though the cloak and hood are entirely suitable for the wasteland. Ripping a hole into the Outlands is a lot easier than he thought and they emerge on a high hill overlooking what used to be a village and is now little more than a footnote of history. With her sharp senses, she can probably see a few of the little round fellows slowly traipsing about in the sand, patrolling the dusty streets.

"This is it. Your first training ground."

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Wildcard

[ Don't like these? Want something else? Hit me up on Discord ( DoctorChimera#5514 ), PM or just do what you feel like, man. Rex is always open to building people things or problem-solving in general.

No specific dates, time is an illusion.]

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[yokeye]

[One day in August, Toki catches sight of Rex out and about. He's still not using his phone, and contact with people who are elusive is hard. It would be easy, and he'd find Rex in less than a minute no matter where he was on campus, if he had freedom to go running off anywhere, which he doesn't.]

Rex~!

[Toki waves, approaching with his guard trailing behind.]

[heromedal]

[ He's moving from one source of knowledge to the next when Toki catches him, carrying a stack of books tall enough it goes from his hips to his collar bones- so quite a high pile. ]

Oh. Toki. Hello.

[ If he doesn't sound enthused it's because he's Rex, because he's happy to see Toki. With classes out, he doesn't see many friends at the moment. ]

How are you today?

[yokeye]

I'm fine! It's a good day! Do you want to hang out!?

[He doesn't do much anymore, with Marcel hanging around. Rex is likely busy, with all those books, but Toki asks anyway.]

We can play video games, or go to a bar, or walk through the woods- but no too far!- or like make things explode!?

[The guard raises an eyebrow at the last suggestion, but says nothing.]

[heromedal]

[ Rex's eyes flit to his books and back to Toki only once. He really wants to build something. He's so close to cracking a completely non-magical way to eliminate sonic booms entirely in aircraft design!

But on the other hand, Toki is just... so happy to see him. It's nice.

Rex doesn't drink, the only interesting places in the woods he can think of are ones he'd rather Marcel not know about, blowing stuff up is generally an unintended side effect of his work rather than the goal... ]

Everyone keeps saying it's weird I've never played any videogames.

Indrik Time

[onebetter]

[ When Rex comes running after Indrik, he will find.... James holding up a fist-sized toad that is currently in the process of turning its skin into an angry red. The toad is also squeaking. Indignantly. Loudly. Unstoppingly.

James is just trying to keep it out of Indrik's reach and also talking at both animals in an attempt to calm them down. ]

Sir, can you please be silent for a second, I'm trying to explain to this... this creature... that you're not food!

[heromedal]

[ Indrik is replying in kind- this time choosing a classic mooing from the menagerie of sounds he can conjure up. Every angry high-pitched squeak gets an equally furious deep rumbling bellow. James is completely beneath Indrik's notice, and the beasty is focused entirely on the toad with the attitude. How dare it turn red at him!?

When Rex catches up, it's at the moment when Indrik's mouth opens wide, the wide variety of teeth within lit up by the rainbow of flames building up in his belly. That's why Rex grabs Indrik's jaws to slam his mouth shut and point his head up, resulting in multicoloured sparks complete with firework whizzing sounds blasting from Indrik's nostrils.

When it stops, and Rex lets go, there's a moment of perfect comedic timing before a single puff of smoke wafts out of Indrik's mouth as he stands there looking dazed. ]

Uh. Hello.

[onebetter]

[ Uh-oh. That was a very narrow rescue. James takes a step back from the firework, holding his toad in the opposite direction instinctively. ]

Phew.... That was... really close.

[ He'd have probably been able to save the toad but it'd have been at expense of his own physical wellbeing. Not exactly a fun prospect. ]

Does he hunt toads or what is happening here?

[heromedal]

He probably would have missed.

[ At this range. He still probably would have missed. Indrik is theoretically dangerous to other people, but mostly to himself.

Indrik huffs smoke repeatedly to clear his sinuses and then notices it was Rex, causing him to scamper away and try to hide behind a bench. A bench with slats. That he can be seen through. ]

All the same, I apologise- he has strong domination instincts, as far as I can tell, and considers every animal to be the same species as him. I think. No one has even studied his species before and now I'm stuck with him.

clickbait...

[deuteranope]

On one hand, I'm mad as fuck because who fucking just throws away €200 like that.

[He wants an easy €200... He maybe should be charging for his advice service, since that's where he's spending a good chunk of his time while waiting for the renovations at his work to finish up, but it wasn't like anyone was taking him seriously until after he's already dispensed said advice. He's lucky to have gotten bottled water for his efforts, as requested.]

...On the other, fuck, that's satisfying.

[heromedal]

Some of the people who frequent the anvil are very strange.

[ Says Rex, as he takes one of the watermelon halves and squeezes it from the sides so all the hot juice pours out into a cup which he's put a funnel in so he doesn't waste a drop. ]

I reiterate, I have no idea why anyone would want to see it.

[ That's right Mav, you're the weird one. ]

[deuteranope]

[He noticed...mostly because Rex is the only person he knows of that frequents the anvil and he's definitely strange.]

Yeah, yeah. But that ain't unusual, Grim. Your understanding of the general population's interests is tenuous at best. Are you fucking gonna drink that?

indrik time because you asked for it

[transfusionem]

[She feels the bump against her backside, and while she doesn't quite topple over, it's definitely a surprise.

She turns to investigate the culprit, and she's surprised to see Indrik there.]

Oh, hey!

[And she immediately reaches out to pet him before Rex can show up.]

[heromedal]

[ Getting pets seems to have been Indrik's goal all along. Foolish woman. Playing right into his hands. He holds his head high, his tufted ears flicking slightly as he receives his petting, letting out a pleased if confusing . Since his opinions of people are often intuitively influenced by Rex's, when he got a whiff of Adelaide he needed to come over for cuddles. Now, having a lil' cat rub up against your leg is cute. Having a 500lb fatso try that, maybe less so. ]

[transfusionem]

Whoa there!

[Indrik, please. She scritches under his chin, grinning down at him. Indrik is a weird amalgamation of creatures, but she'll be damned if he's not adorable.]

Does Rex know you're out on your own?

[fistsofchange]

"Your accent is fine! There's barely anyone who speaks Chinese around here!" She said, looking a bit more relaxed than she normally did while carefully picking through sentences in English. "AND you brought me a hat!"

She took the hat to inspect it more carefully. "A very well made hat. Thank you."

[heromedal]

"One would think of the 1.2 billion that do there would be more in such an international organisation."

His intensely grim demeanour wavers a little whenever someone appreciates an item he's created. When Lin had finished looking it over, he mimed gripping the edges and pulling sharply. "Keep your palm off the rim."

Doing so with a quick yank will have the hat pop, widen just a bit and have the rim part slightly to reveal a blade runs around the edge, like a cat unsheathing its claws. "It's specially hardened ceramic, so it won't set off metal detectors."

Because that is a concern Lin has, surely.

[fistsofchange]

"You'd think. But mainly we seem to get Americans and Japanese. I wonder why that is..."

This train of thought was derailed by the hat. She almost dropped it when the blade popped out. "Wow. How very thoughtful..."

She sounded slightly nervous, but there was a part of her that was considering the best way to actually use this thing in a fight.

Indrik, in person

[nor_iron_bars]

[When Indrik walks by, apparently intent on menacing a nearby pigeon, Jail's not doing anything much. She'd just been perched on the edge of a wall out in the courtyard, vaguely contemplating a nap. Normally she'd just kind of let this happen, allowing the bird to cope with the consequences of its' "disrespect".]

[But a dim flash of memory surfaces- hers, but not exactly hers, a remnant from a brief and unusual second childhood.]

Huh, I wonder... [Jasmine had been a bit too baffled to appreciate the encounter at the time, in the middle of everything that Wist's attempted intervention ended up being. But she can't help but be curious, want to compare the memory to reality, and see for herself. It's probably a bad idea...]

Fuck it, YOLO.

[Aaaand there she goes.]

[Jail has just hopped off the wall, strode briskly across the courtyard, and buried her head face-first in Indrik's mane floof.]

[Anyone still close enough to this nonsense for some reason might just be able to make out a very muffled:] Holy shit, it is that soft.

[Worth it.]

[heromedal]

[ Now, Indrik's attitude to people is influenced by Rex's own. Since Rex respects and more importantly likes Jail, Indrik would probably not set headbutt her full power in the gut just for not getting out of his way.

Sadly he doesn't know that the sudden floof diver is Jailbreak and also Indrik does not take well to such indignity all of a sudden. He was in a vastly better state of mind when the child version of his master was there as well.

What I'm getting at is that after five seconds to appreciate just how fluffy that mane is that Indrik uses to overcome rage so intense it paralysed him, fireworks start to fly. He blasts rainbow coloured fireballs from his mouth in every direction, bursting into sparks with a 'PHEWHEEEEEEEEEE', bucking like an unbustable bronco. He's so furious he forgets to discern who pissed him off in the first place. He's combining every animal sound he has into one, starting as a low rumble like an alligator, rising into a deep moo, then into a young lion's high-pitched attempt at a roar and ending as a deer's ear bleedingly shrill scream. ]

[nor_iron_bars]

[Normally, this is the point where you'd stop, reflect on your choices, maybe take a moment to regret your decisions. Unfortunately, this is Jail we're dealing with, so instead she responds on pure reflex, dodging the fireballs instinctively by flipping up and onto the object in the room that seems least likely to be hit:]

[Indrik himself.]

[This then results in her trying very hard not to get flung off Indrik's back, an experience somewhat akin to surfing. In the middle of a whirlpool.]

[At this point, she's just kind of keeping her balance and waiting to see if her ears stop ringing any time soon.]

Y'know, I think it's been like a month or three since I caused major property damage. I was probably overdue.

[She's fairly sanguine about it, all things considered.]

Indrik the first

[missleading]

[ So this is a hairy situation. Koromaru has been around campus long enough to know 1) some of these humans are weird, 2) some of these humans aren't even human, and 3) this horned thing has some anger issues. He doesn't want to pick a fight, but after seeing Indrik completely destroy someone the other day via a headbutt to the solar plexus, sometimes a pup's gotta speak up.

So that's what he's doing. Giving this dumb fat baby a good borking to. It's fine, he still has time to give up his bad boy ways. You too can be a good boy, Indrik!!

Needless to say, this is probably going to end badly. ]

[heromedal]

[ This. Will. Not. Stand!

Every bork gets a SQUONK of fury and a step forward. It takes a few steps because he has four legs, but he's gonna get there and when he does, he's gonna just keep walkin' and talkin'. He weights 500lb and he'll literally walk over you if you don't bow your head, doggo! ]

u kno

[transfusionem]

Adelaide's shown up in her combat suit, as requested, knife strapped to her thigh. She thought for a while about what else she should bring - she has no idea what Rex has in store, after all - but she hasn't been able to come up with much. She doesn't have an armory stashed away somewhere, or all that much stuff that would be good for an expedition. She considered bringing Rex some snacks, but she decided he probably wouldn't appreciate that. (She's gotten very, very good at making cheesecakes, though, so next time she'll bring some.)

She looks out over the ruins, picking up on the small little guys wandering around. They stick out like sore thumbs, and she wonders what they are as she surveys the rest of the area. "Right."

She claps her hands together. "What do you want me to do?"

i no

[heromedal]

Rex would absolutely appreciate snacks. Snacks are a valid battlefield option.

"Using whatever methods you wish, your task is to obtain the contents of the vault in the largest building," he says as he points it out. It's not much bigger than the rest, with the other squat stone buildings being mostly single storey cubes. A few two-storey ones jut out, but the largest one is the only one with three floors, in the middle of the town. "Don't be concerned about killing the inhabitants. They're not natives- they're my creations. And technically unkillable."

He was a little nervous about revealing Phantoms to Adelaide, but if she's in, she's in.

"They're customised spiritual beings, made of physical matter. When their bodies are destroyed, their cores return to me so I may revive them." He does his best to sound casual about the whole thing as if he hasn't basically become the world's worst progenitor god of a series of lifeforms who probably deserve a lot better than his dumb ass. "They're called Phantoms. The 'species' I've placed as obstacles here are Minim."

The little fellows are tromping around- a few are toying with what small relics have survived to the present. One pair, in particular, are examining a massive brass horn and trying to work out what the heck it is. Even from up on the hill, they can both hear the sonorous 'bwwoooonnngngngngngng' when one smacks the other with it.

[transfusionem]

Next time, there will be snacks.

She listens to his explanation, head cocked to the side. At the mention of the Phantoms, her brow raises - not that you can see it with her helmet. "You made them?"

That's...pretty freaking cool, she has to admit. Just making something like that, out of nothing. With magic and tech and all of that stuff Adelaide doesn't understand. That's really cool!!

But that's not the important part, she supposes. The important part is completing this mission. For as much as you can call it a mission. She looks up at Rex, biting her lip to not laugh at the echoing sound of the Minim getting smacked. "Is there a time limit or anything?"