Post by Exaccus on Dec 5, 2016 10:14:50 GMT -5
The time was nigh, Exaccus felt it in his being as programmed instincts and knowledge raced through his mind, he had attained sufficient power to not only begin the process of metamorphosis into a more mature and powerful form but survive the strenuous process's rigorous demands on his body and mind; changing shape was a difficult process to begin with, but true and permanent metamorphosis required that the users entire physiology be altered to sustain the new body and level of power that it would grant.
Thus Exaccus had spent the last few days in constant search of an isolated and secure location in which to cocoon himself and begin undergoing the transformation, far away from the harsh weather and monstrous predators that roamed the deserts he had made his home in, only now on the fifth day of his search did he finally settle on an isolated island in the planets far east, little more than a mound of sand lightly dotted with sparse tropical vegetation, no bigger than the average hoi-poi capsule house; ideal for his intentions, he landed, the strain of such prolonged, uninterrupted flight having taken its strain on him, he barely managed to keep himself from collapsing into a heap of chitin and bio-matter right there on the beach.
Standing their on trembling legs the temptation to simply begin the process was overwhelming, but there was work to do first in both securing the perimeter against would be predators and foes and digging himself sufficiently deep into the ground to keep his temperature constant for even a slight fluctuation might prove deadly to him in this vulnerable state.
slowly circling the island he found that the weights he'd obtained began to feel heavier and heavier as the exhaustion of his 5 day flight and energy hoarding biology denied him all but the most minimal access to his reserves for he would need every single ounce of his strength to complete the process and dig his way free once his cocoon cracked open upon the completion of this first and most rudimentary metamorphosis.
his mind drowsy as it was couldn't help but wonder what changes awaited him on the other side of this major part of his intended design, it would most likely be nothing drastic considering it was so early, most likely a refinement to make maximized usage of his available power reserves and capacities for handling it, but it was exciting none the less to daydream about as he slowly stalked around the perimeter of the island; at least it was enough to keep him somewhat awake as he went.
satisfied that no threats or unpleasant surprises awaited him on the land he set his search radius wider still and began to patrol the shallows of the islands waters, it would be most unfortunate should some burrowing life form or other found him in his subterranean refuge and make a meal of him and though he was fairly certain there was no land based life that would attempt such he couldn't say the same about the waters surrounding the island for, in truth he Knew very very little about the sea's creatures for he was designed to be a land based weapon by his creator the infamous doctor shiashi.
Exaccus found the water to be a strange, alien environment to him, for due to his molecular density it was more akin to walking in a particularly thick smog, heavy enough to feel like several dozen atmospheres piled onto of one another and choking as it was devoid of the oxygen-nitrogen rich air that he was designed to breathe, though not in and of itself toxic to him, not to mention the sheer density of life-forms he could detect darting around in the fluid like it was thinner than air.
his weights weighing down on his utterly exhausted body even more now they were bearing the oceans mass on them forcing him to retreat from the waters for air every few minuets and elongating his patrol route to almost twice of what it should've been though he pressed on, slowly and steadily scouring the surrounding waters for threatening life forms and dangerous environmental features until at long last he was satisfied that nothing was likely to do him harm whilst he gestated underground.
returning to the islands fine, warm sands and allowing himself to slowly but steadily drip dry in the sun and light breeze of the island he began to ponder his next and perhaps most pressing task, burrowing his way deep underground and creating a stable space for him to cocoon himself within and remain there for what could've been a week solid of slowly changing his being down to the very DNA in accordance with the updated blueprints for his transformed biology.
Now bone dry and with his weights no longer hindering his movements more than they should with the excess mass of being wet he made his way to the center of the island and in the shadow of the sole, proud, palm tree amidst the rough hardy grass began his task, slowly but steadily shifting the sand below him with steady, rhythmic sweeps of his fore limbs, digging himself slowly but steadily into the earth with every sweep of his chitinous limbs.
It took him just over six hours to dig his way down to ground level, or do his natural barometric sensors informed him, the sun having moved across the sky and resting on the horizon, preparing to make its way westward for the sunrise tomorrow, one that if all went well he wouldn't be around to see.
another six hours took him below the waterline of the island and it was here that he first broke soil and began his tunnel in Ernest, the moon having climbed its way into the sky and hanging over his hole as if it were peering down at him in curiosity, both something of a comfort in the impending isolation and a uneasy feeling of being watched in his secure location before his delicate transformation would begin.
little more than 4 hours later he had secured himself a pleasantly cozy chamber of dirt and darkness just under twenty feet below sea-level, the temperature a comfortable and consistent 20 degrees Celsius, there remained only one last thing to do now, opening his mandibles wide and firing his catalytic cannon into the tunnel, his attack detonated with a devastating force, collapsing his long vertical tunnel on top of itself and sealing him away from the outside world.
there in the darkness and warmth of his secured location he finally allowed exhaustion and biological impulses to sleep to take him, falling quickly into a deep sleep as from his body's pours seeped thick bio-culture fluids, coating him from his head to his thorax and then again and again until a thick layer of hardened culture fluid cocooned him sufficiently to keep everything in place as his metamorphosis began in Ernest.
dark and wild dreams filled his subconscious mind as his body began to digest itself within its own enzyme rich bio-fluids in preparation for his transformation; of dancing shadowy demons that tormented him, ripping his limbs from his body and peeling his chitinous bio-armour from him like the rind of a fruid, slowly but surely tearing him to his component molecules in the darkness.
then as his body weaved sinews anew around his suspended organs, thicker, stronger, lighter than before he dreamed of being entirely swallowed by some monstrous maw of an unfathomable nightmare beast and in its hellish stomach being reforged from the oozing mess he'd been made, swelling to fill and overflow from the being as was forged anew in its burning belly.
his newly formed embryonic state was threaded with nervous tissues and synapses designed to carry his sleeker and more powerful brains instructions to his limbs with greater speed than ever before whilst his dream continued having grown to wear the monstrous creature that had swallowed him like a second, grotesque skin he found himself impaled upon spikes of iron that made his body spasm with agony as thick bolts of red pain surged through them yet he found himself unable to scream.
now that the foundations for his new strength had been laid his body took to the final task, coating his vulnerable tissues in thick chitinous bio armor, a mix of keratin and iron seeping from his thick muscles, denser than the encompassing culture fluids enough that it remained undiluted as it clung to his sinews and seeped down to connect with his nerves to provide him with the sense of touch as the outer layers hardened to protect the soft and vulnerable tissues that lay beneath.
in his dream he had remained paralyzed by the increasing surges of pain from the iron spikes and too his soundless, screaming horror they had begun to melt, slowly bathing his form in burning, red hot steel that seeped over his every inch and encasing him in an impenetrable shell of blackened metal for what felt like a number of eternities until at long last it began to crack.
awakening with bloodshot and pink eyes that trembled with the ache of their recent recreation he burst from the thick shell of his cocoon with a scream of rage and horror combined as pushing powerfully up with his legs he exploded from the ground, shattering the island at its bedrock foundations as he streamed away into the night sky; completely unaware that he'd spent almost a week down in the dark places of the earth.
screaming at the top of his lungs and shaking the very air around him as he streamed through it like a blazing violet comet, aura flared to razor sharp points as he crashed through the Forrest on his bee line flight for the safety of his home where he would once again bury himself deep into the earth of his den and sleep away the burning agony of his completed transformation without so much as pausing to see the new self that his metamorphosis had granted him.
for though nothing much had changed what had been was startling in its difference, his black bio armor was down a deep, dark opalescent violet and his head was now crowned with a single branching horn, curved and forked like an antler, a sign of his physical maturity.
TWC: 1,738
Weights on: +75% PL Gains
Repressed form: +10% PL Gains
Milkian high intelligence: +5% PL Gains
Power level please.
Thus Exaccus had spent the last few days in constant search of an isolated and secure location in which to cocoon himself and begin undergoing the transformation, far away from the harsh weather and monstrous predators that roamed the deserts he had made his home in, only now on the fifth day of his search did he finally settle on an isolated island in the planets far east, little more than a mound of sand lightly dotted with sparse tropical vegetation, no bigger than the average hoi-poi capsule house; ideal for his intentions, he landed, the strain of such prolonged, uninterrupted flight having taken its strain on him, he barely managed to keep himself from collapsing into a heap of chitin and bio-matter right there on the beach.
Standing their on trembling legs the temptation to simply begin the process was overwhelming, but there was work to do first in both securing the perimeter against would be predators and foes and digging himself sufficiently deep into the ground to keep his temperature constant for even a slight fluctuation might prove deadly to him in this vulnerable state.
slowly circling the island he found that the weights he'd obtained began to feel heavier and heavier as the exhaustion of his 5 day flight and energy hoarding biology denied him all but the most minimal access to his reserves for he would need every single ounce of his strength to complete the process and dig his way free once his cocoon cracked open upon the completion of this first and most rudimentary metamorphosis.
his mind drowsy as it was couldn't help but wonder what changes awaited him on the other side of this major part of his intended design, it would most likely be nothing drastic considering it was so early, most likely a refinement to make maximized usage of his available power reserves and capacities for handling it, but it was exciting none the less to daydream about as he slowly stalked around the perimeter of the island; at least it was enough to keep him somewhat awake as he went.
satisfied that no threats or unpleasant surprises awaited him on the land he set his search radius wider still and began to patrol the shallows of the islands waters, it would be most unfortunate should some burrowing life form or other found him in his subterranean refuge and make a meal of him and though he was fairly certain there was no land based life that would attempt such he couldn't say the same about the waters surrounding the island for, in truth he Knew very very little about the sea's creatures for he was designed to be a land based weapon by his creator the infamous doctor shiashi.
Exaccus found the water to be a strange, alien environment to him, for due to his molecular density it was more akin to walking in a particularly thick smog, heavy enough to feel like several dozen atmospheres piled onto of one another and choking as it was devoid of the oxygen-nitrogen rich air that he was designed to breathe, though not in and of itself toxic to him, not to mention the sheer density of life-forms he could detect darting around in the fluid like it was thinner than air.
his weights weighing down on his utterly exhausted body even more now they were bearing the oceans mass on them forcing him to retreat from the waters for air every few minuets and elongating his patrol route to almost twice of what it should've been though he pressed on, slowly and steadily scouring the surrounding waters for threatening life forms and dangerous environmental features until at long last he was satisfied that nothing was likely to do him harm whilst he gestated underground.
returning to the islands fine, warm sands and allowing himself to slowly but steadily drip dry in the sun and light breeze of the island he began to ponder his next and perhaps most pressing task, burrowing his way deep underground and creating a stable space for him to cocoon himself within and remain there for what could've been a week solid of slowly changing his being down to the very DNA in accordance with the updated blueprints for his transformed biology.
Now bone dry and with his weights no longer hindering his movements more than they should with the excess mass of being wet he made his way to the center of the island and in the shadow of the sole, proud, palm tree amidst the rough hardy grass began his task, slowly but steadily shifting the sand below him with steady, rhythmic sweeps of his fore limbs, digging himself slowly but steadily into the earth with every sweep of his chitinous limbs.
It took him just over six hours to dig his way down to ground level, or do his natural barometric sensors informed him, the sun having moved across the sky and resting on the horizon, preparing to make its way westward for the sunrise tomorrow, one that if all went well he wouldn't be around to see.
another six hours took him below the waterline of the island and it was here that he first broke soil and began his tunnel in Ernest, the moon having climbed its way into the sky and hanging over his hole as if it were peering down at him in curiosity, both something of a comfort in the impending isolation and a uneasy feeling of being watched in his secure location before his delicate transformation would begin.
little more than 4 hours later he had secured himself a pleasantly cozy chamber of dirt and darkness just under twenty feet below sea-level, the temperature a comfortable and consistent 20 degrees Celsius, there remained only one last thing to do now, opening his mandibles wide and firing his catalytic cannon into the tunnel, his attack detonated with a devastating force, collapsing his long vertical tunnel on top of itself and sealing him away from the outside world.
there in the darkness and warmth of his secured location he finally allowed exhaustion and biological impulses to sleep to take him, falling quickly into a deep sleep as from his body's pours seeped thick bio-culture fluids, coating him from his head to his thorax and then again and again until a thick layer of hardened culture fluid cocooned him sufficiently to keep everything in place as his metamorphosis began in Ernest.
dark and wild dreams filled his subconscious mind as his body began to digest itself within its own enzyme rich bio-fluids in preparation for his transformation; of dancing shadowy demons that tormented him, ripping his limbs from his body and peeling his chitinous bio-armour from him like the rind of a fruid, slowly but surely tearing him to his component molecules in the darkness.
then as his body weaved sinews anew around his suspended organs, thicker, stronger, lighter than before he dreamed of being entirely swallowed by some monstrous maw of an unfathomable nightmare beast and in its hellish stomach being reforged from the oozing mess he'd been made, swelling to fill and overflow from the being as was forged anew in its burning belly.
his newly formed embryonic state was threaded with nervous tissues and synapses designed to carry his sleeker and more powerful brains instructions to his limbs with greater speed than ever before whilst his dream continued having grown to wear the monstrous creature that had swallowed him like a second, grotesque skin he found himself impaled upon spikes of iron that made his body spasm with agony as thick bolts of red pain surged through them yet he found himself unable to scream.
now that the foundations for his new strength had been laid his body took to the final task, coating his vulnerable tissues in thick chitinous bio armor, a mix of keratin and iron seeping from his thick muscles, denser than the encompassing culture fluids enough that it remained undiluted as it clung to his sinews and seeped down to connect with his nerves to provide him with the sense of touch as the outer layers hardened to protect the soft and vulnerable tissues that lay beneath.
in his dream he had remained paralyzed by the increasing surges of pain from the iron spikes and too his soundless, screaming horror they had begun to melt, slowly bathing his form in burning, red hot steel that seeped over his every inch and encasing him in an impenetrable shell of blackened metal for what felt like a number of eternities until at long last it began to crack.
awakening with bloodshot and pink eyes that trembled with the ache of their recent recreation he burst from the thick shell of his cocoon with a scream of rage and horror combined as pushing powerfully up with his legs he exploded from the ground, shattering the island at its bedrock foundations as he streamed away into the night sky; completely unaware that he'd spent almost a week down in the dark places of the earth.
screaming at the top of his lungs and shaking the very air around him as he streamed through it like a blazing violet comet, aura flared to razor sharp points as he crashed through the Forrest on his bee line flight for the safety of his home where he would once again bury himself deep into the earth of his den and sleep away the burning agony of his completed transformation without so much as pausing to see the new self that his metamorphosis had granted him.
for though nothing much had changed what had been was startling in its difference, his black bio armor was down a deep, dark opalescent violet and his head was now crowned with a single branching horn, curved and forked like an antler, a sign of his physical maturity.
TWC: 1,738
Weights on: +75% PL Gains
Repressed form: +10% PL Gains
Milkian high intelligence: +5% PL Gains
Power level please.