Soldier only received a single huff of amusement from the armoured beast
“ Fix this issues immediately. I have no time to waste
And see about removing the ear devices for this. I will not have any chance to apply them to my enemy to use the device “
Shredder just simply watches as Baxter prepared the device. Things have barely begun and he’s already got some critiques, those of which he will voice after the test
He was pleased only for a second, pleased that his plans could work in the end. And the poor fate of the foot +
"Well, at the moment it's not been tested on human or humanoid subjects, but--" he pauses to place.. what just sort of looks like wireless earbuds in the ears of the poor Foot Soldier. Handing a very rudimentary controller over to Shredder, he continues,
"-- when tapping into +
"A Halovian singer who was born in Penacony and has risen to cosmic fame. An elegant and demure young lady.
This time, she has been invited home by The Family to grace everyone with song during the Charmony Festival."
#HonkaiRP#MVRP
Wow, incredibly fast. He’ll admit, he’s impressed
But depending on how functional the prototype was would depend on how long that lasts
“ Ah, I see have created one already.
We shall test this out immediately “
Summoning one of the Foot Soldiers
“ How do I activate it? “
Immediately. I wish to begin my plans as soon as possible “
Once inside the hideout, Shredder points in a direction, instructing for Stockman to head on over to the makeshift lab ready for use
A good thing he knows when to hush up, because Shredder won’t be giving any obvious warnings for when his mood is souring.
Time passes and eventually they arrive at the hideout, a seemingly inconspicuous location that could be easily overlooked
“ Begin work on the device +
A yapper he may be, but he's not stupid. All it took was to see the beast begin to frown for Stockman to immediately shut up. Clearly, Shredder was not keen on humoring his questions, and the scientist had no intention on seeing how far that patience would stretch.
At least, +
His earlier grin returned to a scowl, eyes narrowing as he simply turns to lead the way to his hideout
“ This device will not be for them. I have other plans for it.
However, if they are affected by it as well, then that is a delightful bonus. “
Of all people, Shredder would +
Of course he had heard of how horrifically powerful Shredder was from the others, but to now see it firsthand...
"You want.. a mind-control device? You know, the turtles probably already have something in place to protect them from that kinda thing. Seems like a waste of time +
" I need you to create a device to allow me to control others, something that would allow for a part of me to enter another's mind and make them my own; a way to possess another while remaining as I am "
And his first order had been given, with many more to come on the horizon
The metalic maw of the armoured beast curved upwards, a pleased grin revealing itself.
" A wise choice. "
The ribbon would relax, finding its way back to its position along Shredder's back
The spikes surrounding them eventually falling back into the earth as well
+
He quickly brought up the metal chunk to try and shield his face from the attack, squeezing his eyes shut and only slowly opening them again when he realized that he wasn't dead. However, the metal - as it turned out to be a weapon of sorts - sparked in his hands, the sharpened +
Those were the only two options given: To work and live or to refuse and die
Though, Shredder was interested in seeing if Baxter would attempt anything against the armoured demon, wanting his entertainment
Approaching the raccoon-like man but stopping just inches away from his face; sharp material threatening to pierce right through him.
" I have need of your technological abilities.
You will work for me to create what I desire.
If you refuse, your life is forfeit "
+
Before Stockman even had the chance to begin his escape, all possible exits had been swiftly blocked off by large spikes emerging from the ground
" Oh but I believe I have found just the right person. "
Not even moving himself, a ribbon upon his back juttered out, speedily +
Unfortunately, growing up in the Resistance during the apocalypse left the man with some.. less than desirable traits in the eyes of modern day New York. Traits like rummaging through the trash for any scrap that he could refurbish into some new tech.
Doubly unfortunately, +