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Omission of Mention - The Planet Masters Saga.

Four months ago
"Well, your resume looks pretty good. I must say, Humans are a rare find on this planet, they are extraordinarily organized and resourceful" Xxaqz' lowers the paper he was holding to look above it to see a teenage girl in red clothing and a red cap. Xxaqz places down the papers onto his desk; he stood up, picked up his large container of coffee and walked toward the young woman, he stands tall right over her with his hands behind his back "Tell me. Why would you like to work at my company as an intern? Please don't say 'for college credit' because I know all about the program at Starlight Academy, say something else of interest to me"
The girl in red seems particularly nervous; Xxaqz' slender physique might confuse him for someone else, particularly to a man in a black suit—You shouldn't even confuse Xxaqz as the blank-faced monster, for he is too colorful. After a small observation Xxaqz has figured he'd crouch to his knee in hopes of allowing the woman to feel less intimidating. The girl actually feels slightly better and says "Well, I'm interested in computer software, machines, and chemistry; I mean, I want to learn from the best so I came here because of the quality of your products"
A smile plays around the corners of his mouth "Flattery will get you nowhere. However, I'm running low on assistance; since the last one blew up" He holds his chin, taps at the corner of his mouth and distracted by something different. Maybe if I crunched a few numbers and checked the warranty, I could— He forgets that she is still here, and lost his train of thought "I need to teach you kids all about the hazards around my lab, including the other labs, I shouldn't become distracted by phone-calls, my thoughts, and my hyper-focused studies" Xxaqz scratched at his eyes and cleans his glasses. At least I went ahead and gathered for a field lab. After that last disaster... After a long pause, he drank all his coffee, then says "Would you like to start today?"
Avidly she says "Yes, Mr. Odnamra!"
"Please, call me Xxaqz"
"Yes, Mr. Xxaqz!"
Xxaqz rolls his eyes, he stands up "Follow me"
He walks out of his office, the kid at his heels "Okay we'll be going through the underground Labs, to the Datomech hanger. You'll be assisting me on the robotic portion of your assignments, oh and technical difficulties as well" They went into an elevator, many buttons been pressed; so many buttons that range from 40th floor to Basement floor (Underground Lab) "Before we enter my lab I got to tell you something..." he was unable to finish the doors opened into a white colored wide corridor. They've walked out of the elevator, Xxaqz went into the next room beside the elevator labeled: the staff lounge.
"Before I forget, would you like anything to drink? Coffee? Tea? Soda? Juice? Water?" he himself walked to the coffee maker, in the cabinet above it he pulls out a bag of coffee beans that says 'Xxaqz Blend #107 - Double espresso macchiato mix' he prepares his drink, the young girl stands next to him.
"A cup of tea would be lovely!" she says.
Xxaqz pulls out a couple boxes of tea "Which one would you like? Oolong tea? Green tea? Iced tea? Mr. Tea? Tea-n-Tea?" He shows her the boxes as he says this.
"Oh, that one! Tea-n-tea!" she says eagerly.
"Careful, this tea is quite strong! and so is mine" Xxaqz' finished pouring his coffee in his giant cup and poured some tea into her small cup.
They continued down the long corridor, it's filled with interesting doors that say the same thing: Staff lounge. "As I was saying, there is a ro-"
"Why do these doors say the same thing?" she is looking at all the doors.
Xxaqz let out a disgruntle sigh "This corridor is called: Staff hall. It contains forty staff lounges, twenty restrooms, thirty janitor's closets, and also an infirmary & dispensary. There is more than five hundred thousand workers here, they have two hours of break—they can take anytime, but will accumulate if took at different intervals—and lunch. Remember that"
A motion sensor opens the door at the end of the hall that slides open twice. A small room with glowing purple lights, small specs of particles are floating around the room, a loud buzzing noise is heard, and blue mist is rolling out of the ventilation shafts "Before I have so been rudely interrupted for the nth time, This room is called The Precipitation room, you must go through multiple rooms like this each time you leave and/or enter the lab, the machine built in this room is something of my invention that I like to call, The Particle Sublimator, it sterilizes, disinfects, emancipates and sanitizes any foreign material, contaminated matter, bio-hazardous liquids, and pollution that happens to enter within range of the device or from exiting the lab. You will find that after a while of use the experience is less discomforting, but for the mean time this is a warning, symptoms include but are not limited to: smells becoming sharp and metallic, the taste of battery acid at the end of your tongue, loss of teeth, a nasty nosebleed, partial brain-matter oozing out the ears, messy pants, stiff joints, the eradication of muscle tissue, becoming sterile, vision impairment, total existence failure, the unbalancement of your equilibrium, massive stroke, and the vaporization of body hair. Hey, no machine can become completely perfect, there is always some bugs we have to work out. Now don't worry that'll wear off in due time, but you'd better get use to it, for this is what you'd be going through daily. Come, let's enter my lab"
The sliding door opens "Welcome, to Xxaqz' Lab" a female's voice repeated.
"Yeah, that is the voice you will often hear when you enter any of the labs. Xxaqz' Lab is about 800 ft. deep below the planet Uetkos's crust, connected by the ground elevator, is Wy-Corp. My own corporation, we specialize in: Robotics, Armory, Weaponry, Devices, Software, Information, and Blueprints. Not only is Xxaqz' lab the main laboratory, but the largest, more then 300 labs surround it. This lab specializes in R&D, we hand the alpha and betas to the most prominent labs whose importance are only secondary to this one: Zeta Labs (they test the new weaponry), Inertia Labs (they test physics and how to implement them in everyday life), SilentLabs (they try and reverse-engineer ancient, advanced, and foreign technology), Unreal Laboratory (they research proportion, dimension, and improbability factors), Prometheus Labs' (they research new matter, and elements not found on this planet), Aphrodite Laboratory (they try to understand women, and the male mind), Codex Labs (they test for bugs in computer programs and software), Rapture Labs (they try to understand religious science), Long Rider Labs (they test out the new vehicles), eVe Laboratories (they study microscopic organisms, infectious diseases and create new medicine, and new drugs), Exodus Laboratories (they research new ways of developing armor, better maps, and nourishment for those that love to adventure), Aura Labs (they research the biology of life), Notorious Labs (they try to understand how demon/black magic works), Relic Labs (they keep an archive of ancient and new history), and Labyrinth Labs (They attempt to figure out puzzles, riddles, illusions, and world problems), I have more to say but I wouldn't want to bore you with the many details. Come with me to the Datomech hanger" Xxaqz and company walked through the lab, walking into many halls and rooms with workers and researchers everywhere. They come upon a large garage-looking door, Xxaqz walks to the wall and picks up a hanging button, presses it. The garage-looking door quickly sprung up. Workers of many different species of animals and robots look to see who opened the door; They went back to work when they saw their boss: Xxaqz.
"Okay... For starters, let us see which model is currently under maintenance... ah, the T-Magnanimity_5377 series. They were one of my earliest creations, and most popularly chosen as enforcers" they walked up to rows-upon-rows of brightly colored red and giant clockwork robots. One robot looks different than the others, it appears to be darker in color, and more animated and lively then the other robots of the same model. That robot notices Xxaqz and the girl, it holds up an arm like its' saying 'Here I am!'. Xxaqz and crew is underneath the big robot, it seems like its' smiling at them "Well well. Torque Magnus, I was not expecting to see you here until the twenty-seventh"
The robot named Torque Magnus spoke, in a voice that sounds artificial, virile, and jolly "Haha-ha! Funny you should mention that, I have been meaning to get a systems check-up, you see my cogs are wearing out and I need to put on a new coat of rust-demoter and polish my dome. I will also need a software update, you see, there is this bug that is causing a graphical glitch in my eye, I see everything in a lower resolution and sometimes the view model will flail about. I also noticed that you have misplaced some text in the wrong files. And please, PLEASE fix the client crash in the sound emitter, when I attempted to connect to the Wy-servers and to my Silverlight account there is a glitch when the sounds were played wrong"
"How wrong?"
"The emitter is playing the wrong sound files, whenever I am not currently connected to the Wy-servers or Silverlight random sounds play"
"Ooh, looks like a double. Don't worry, I can fix that"
"Are you sure? because the last time you have tried to fix something, we ended up with Mirror becoming horribly glitched into submission"
"I'd be sure if you'd quit reminding me of that incident, oh and please be sure to stay out of the water, that armor is in need to be re-smelted with zirconium" he turns to the girl "Okay I would like to introduce, Torque Magnus" he waves an arm to Torque "He is one of my oldest models of robots, being the first prototype he showed great potential. He originally was suppose to be a construction drone, however during the time when Dangor was going through a growth spurt, I had him repurposed as a combat drone. Torque still has his old programs and tools from before the reboot, you may even see it still be in use whenever he enters combat. All the other copies I made, are slightly inferior because during that time we didn't have enough resources and plus it was cheaper to have the rest be lesser to Torque, people often mistaken the harden copies as Torque Magnus himself. There was even this one time someone phoned in claiming to have accidentally killed 'Toque Magus' which, I find to be hilarious. The reason why he is one of the only ones with more life and exponentially more powerful then the others is because I reward my robots with a S.O.U.L. (System. Odainance. Unit. Lives.), I also give better armor, weapons (that's optional) and a much needed update. There is currently six Torque Magnuses out in the world, sure they can keep their original name or perhaps get a new one. Right now they have chosen: Torpitude Magnitude (green), Torrent Magnahertz (orange), Torpedo Magnet (purple), Topaz the Magnificent (yellow), Terminus Maximum (blue), and Torque Magnus (red). One way to distinguish the superior from the inferior is color, and their limited intelligence, the weak ones are brighter in color, the strong ones are darker, another way to tell from the main six is their eye color, I think I already told you this by now"
Torque stood stock still as he hears these praise "Absolutely, I am actually that good!" Torque purposely blushed (that is purely cosmetic, his face is a dot-matrix, so he simulated emotion)
"Hm hm. I would like you to meet our new intern" Xxaqz motions for the girl to introduce herself.
"Hello! robot. My name is, D'monica" her eyes flashed, and smiled maliciously at Torque Magnus.......

*. . .*

One week ago
Walker Narrow walks down a hallway of COC Tower (one of two atmoscrapers created by the Narrow family, secluded in Cleanse town. COC stands for 'Comprise. Obscure. Cleanse.' Walker loves everything to be neat and tidy, however Walker noticed the place has a dimensional breach somewhere) he's feeling bored and wants lunch "Hoo boy. I, am, exhausted. *Yaaawwn* Need, to, rest" Walker's appears to be half-asleep, so he decided to flag for a cab, one appeared next to him so he entered "Now this is how it should be" The cab turned a corner, employees by the water dispenser are talking about there day. The cab drew closer, the employees notice it "What the hell?"
"Whats going on ladies?" Walker leaned out the cab.
"What the shit!??" said one of the employees.
"I was in the neighborhood and was wondering but, pardon my caps-lock, WHY HAS NO-ONE REPORTED ME, THAT DEATH IS IN OUR HOLDING CELL!!?"
"Oh, well. I was just about to tell you" a timid man made of glass shoved his way out of the crowd to hand Walker a folder filled with papers and reports on Death "T-There is also the matter of, D-D-D'amico and her actions"
Walker stepped out of the cab, and held on to the folders without reading it first "Shard, I know your about to tell me who did it. In fact, I was just about to kill this sumbitch after I heard a barrage of bullets out in the distance, but let me forget so I can become enraged all over again. But first I need to change form" Walker flipped into his Human form (Remember that Walker Narrow is a one-dimensional stick figure, this means he can manipulate reality, so right now he went into his third dimensional form—he looks totally indistinguishable from any other human, but, and this is a pretty big BUT, he is still completely white in color. Always.)
"Uuuuh, Walker... Come with me" Professor. Jack 'Glass' Shard looked around nervously as he led Walker down a series of halls.
"So, let me get this straight," Walker said, flipping through the folder he had been looking over. "Doctor Dan Stalnik, commissioned a mass murder of Displaced personnel by firing squad, set up a series of unnecessarily elaborate 'traps', and costed my Organization around a dozen researchers… all so he can catch 'the Grim Reaper'?"
"Well... uhh, D-dan did always had a huge ego. H-h-he, he always took risks, but I n-never imagined he went so f-far as to literally laugh at Death" Shard stuttered.
"Who was the idiot that gave him permission to do this?"
Shard's face fractured slightly from the thought of telling him, he paused "yo-y-you did..." he squeaked.
"Oh-pffft..." Walker dismissed this with a hand wave "Well he's about to catch his death, if you know what I mean"
"ummm, what...? Do, do you mean that he has Death imprisoned, or th-that he will die?"
Walker and Shard entered a elevator "Haven't you reading my dialogue? Don't be so nervous, I don't want to see you go through another nervous breakdown again" It doesn't look like it help, he shook his head "Now where is he?"
Mr. Shard bit his thumb, he looked so nervous as he took the Hellion report back from Walker "On the twelfth floor down... W-w-we'll find him. And I wouldn't call, I wouldn't call his traps elaborate" He muttered "I heard him say 'Those things (sic) were child's play to make and set up' "
"Shard, please speak up you're dodging the real issue here. I want to know, along with everyone else, why he did it"
Shard's brow shrank significantly. He did not have all the answers, he does not know what to do in this situation, but luckily "Uhh... Oh look! There he is" they found Dan overseeing to Death's containment, Shard skidded off while Walker was distracted.
"(Well, I believe, what we have here, is a calm, before the shitstorm)" Walker muttered as he quickened his pace, he looked back "Wait, where'd Shard...?" He was nowhere to be found, he sniffed and walked toward "Dr. Stalnik, let me be one of many to say. Have you gone off the deep end!? Why are you holding Death prisoner?"
Daniel T. Stalnik, one of many researchers working here at the COC Organization, he had never been one for dealing with those who couldn't understand his brilliance, and Walker had always pestered him with those petty questions, details that in the vast scheme of things didn't matter. Still, he felt obliged to answer, if only to suffer one less fool. Yes he does suffer from an inflated ego, sure that does annoy Walker every time.
"Why? Well, why the hell not? You might not be the brightest, Narrow" Walker raised an eyebrow "But surely you've been paying attention to your surroundings. Catching the whore's been the best thing to ever happen to the Organization since its creation! Due to the dampening effect I've put around her cell, Death doesn't have any powers. We also stripped her of everything on her person, and posted a dozen guards outside the main cell alone. Ergo, we've got her locked up so tight that nobody can ever die again!" He stood up with his arms spread wide at this last sentence.
A silence fell over the room as Walker stared down at Dan Stalnik. He had always had a strong hatred for the other man, though in his case it was due to a lack of patience for those so self-absorbed in themselves. There was the temptation to finish him off right then and there, but he needed to keep things going for now.
Walker said in a low voice, only loud enough for Stalnik to hear "(Dan… I don't think you can see the implications of What. You've. Done!)" His voice rose "By rendering a good deal of the Hellions harmless, you've put unknowable amounts of people out of work, and…" Walker lowered his voice again, careful not to shout.
Stalnik put a finger to his lips and shushed Walker. "You hit the nail on the head there, boyo-
Walker shoved a bar of soap in Dan's mouth "No, shhhhhhhh" he looked around, he sees Shard off in the distance looking in a monitor with a distraught look on his face "Don't you dare say that around Shard you kno-
Dan spat out the soap "Bleeeeeeeeugh!!! Okay fine I won't" he interrupted, he looked perturbed then continued "The Hellions are harmless. The whole point of this place is to Comprise, Obscure, and Cleanse. Now tell me, is that not a better accomplished if none of these creatures and anomalous objects pose a threat?" Walker continued to stand stock still, not moving a muscle, his expression of disappointment very clear, so Stalnik sighed and continued "Just look at what this experience has done for us! We're making huge strides towards dismantling Crore now that it's not willing to attack us!"
"Yes, but…" said Walker, thinking of the fifty men incapacitated for life before the statue stopped attacking.
Stalnik interrupted "...Or how—since we can survive the tortures it inflicts—The Ameliorator has given us dozens of super agents?" And dozens more sent into permanent comas, Walker thought "Try and tell me that isn't a good thing!" Walker made another move to speak, but Stalnik was having none of that "...Or how we're able to safely study the Zombie Prion to our heart's content?" and sixteen men chopped into pieces, Zombie Plague or not it's still out there "Or the massive profit from the Green Mass?" The untellable damage from exposure to previous dead bodies, the horror "Hell, even the Transfer Kid is more effective than he's ever been!" Walker clenched his fists "Point is, boy, I've solved every single problem the Organization could foreseeably have. I don't understand why you'd ask such a silly question as—why do you have your weapon out?"
While the Researcher had been blathering off into space, the Walker had slowly materialized a gun, and was now pointing it squarely at his face "Shit, I can't stand listening to you. Now, please listen, Dan," he sneered, "and listen good. Nobody cares how many great things you've done with this whole 'Catching Death' business. The point is that the evils you've wrought far outweigh the good. We can't stand for that around here."
Dan Stalnik went pale in the face as he tried to look for a way out of his predicament. The Boss, one of the most worthless positions in his mind, was threatening him, and he couldn't run. What to do?
At length, color returned and a smile played over his face. "Now, now, Walker," he chuckled, "You know you can't do this. I've got the bloody Grim Reaper contained! So shoot me all you like, because I cannot…!"
BANG! A bullet flew from the chamber of the gun, and slammed square into the Researcher's chest. He stumbled for a moment, his mouth flapping uselessly, before he hit the ground with a low thud. Pulling himself onto his hands and knees, Stalnik gasped for breath, and grunted, "You… you can't kill me Narrow… you, can't, kill, me… We're. All. Immortal…"
"Not anymore," said Walker, staring down at the man before him in disgust. "Or at least, not for very much longer. Have I ever told you that me a Death go way back, even more so ever since I left that door open; started the Organization, she has even made me an honorary Reaper, 'the God of Accidental Death' is what she calls me. I'm releasing Death in an hour or two, so everything you've done will have been for naught. Of course, we've rounded up all the Hellions and worked hard to minimize the damage, so you don't need to worry about that." Stalnik tried to speak, but he could already feel himself fading "What I'd worry about, if I were you, is the fact that you'll be in some pretty bloody pain before expiring"
The Researcher tried to make one last protest to the Boss, one last attempt to buy his way back to life. But his lungs had failed him, and Walker was already on his way out, establishing contact with someone over the radio "Open the door, I want to speak to Death"
The chamber's gate opened, Walker stood at the door, he held Death's scythe in hand, "Did he suspect a thing?"
Keres, the Goddess of Violent Death, one of the Grim Reapers. She sits near a bed, with a sink and toilet next it. She turns her head facing Walker and smiled "No. I do believe not"
Walker snickered "Hmhmhm. Good, we'll monitor him closely" Walker set her scythe by.
She stood up and laughed "Understood" Keres stood idle.
"We're sorry that we had to pull you away from your duties, but now that your here I'd like to ask you..."
Keres stood by Walker's shoulder, she look at him "Before you speak, you might want to check on D'amico. Not to spoil anything" Walker looked puzzled, then she added "Be weary of her. Today, I will seek not the shadowy region; Its unsustaining vastness waxes drear; And visions rising, of a dreadful legion, Bring the unreal world too strangely near"
"What the hell does that means?" Walker said.
"You'll see" She went to the door.
"Wait! I still haven't told you..." She's already gone "(What does she mean by that? Whatever, might as well check it)" Walker held Stalnik's leftover emotional essence of his confusion, pride, fear and ate it. Tasty.
"Well we have surely deviated far from the plot, but I assure you that it is an important hint. Oh did you catch that, well here's another hint if you want to follow along" He winked, then continued on like nothing happened "(Oh, Dan. As much as I hate you you cannot simply capture/kill a God. I know, I've tried. Strangely these Gods can hurt me unlike any other. Hm, I've managed to kill one of them. It was not worth it, the world is now even more unbalanced then before)" He went back to his office "Dah, what did Kerry said about D'amico" Walker jumped into the next scene.
The wall exploded after closing the 'jump-cut'—Anything Walker has bent is sometimes charged with either Kinetic energy, Ions, Negative Feedback, Dark-mass, or Anti-matter or when pulled out of nowhere i.e. Hammerspace. Walker is made of Anti-matter himself, he can warp matter, but not Anti-matter itself—A burnt patch where the wall is left in its' place, smoking a little. Walker cringed a little "(Dirty)" he mumbled, he wiped his thumb on it, the stain vanished.
D'amico is wearing a red business suit; has her hair in a ponytail and wears glasses "Nice to be here" she shakes his hand in return "Thank you. Why did you call me?" Walker now sits at his big desk that holds his little knickknacks, he often collects: CDs, bottle caps, novelty hats, snow-globes, leaves, seashells, coins, you name it he's got it.
"I've been told that for the past month, that you've tripled production with no breaks in between. Well done! The other employees has been complimenting on your performance. 'You haven't died in the first week, that's an accomplishment if I ever saw one' "
D'amico blushes from flattery "Well, I do what I can" she's having a hard time containing her excitement.
Walker points his finger in the air, he moves his finger diagonally and drags a square in mid-air. A computer monitor is inside the floating square; an image of D'amico is shown with added info "As a reward, I'm giving you a promotion! from rookie-to-novice, you'll be getting an increase in pay and additional privileges" as he says this the info about D'amico on the floating screen updates "do you have any questions you would like to ask?"
Now flustered D'amico says "Well, no. But I am wondering why you have all these things"
Walker smiled "I thought you might say that. Well, I am a hobbyist, I like to gad about, including collecting sundries as you've seen here" he waves is arm slowly to show all his little trinkets, he picks up an album. Walker opens it "I have recently taken up stamp collecting" He holds up a stamp and examines one of them "ahh, what marvelous texture" Walker suddenly becomes mad "Baker! Have you been licking my stamps again!!?" he storms out of his room, D'amico follows with curiosity, and he went into his brother's room "I know you love the taste of glue, but you cannot just-
Baker walks out of his bathroom holding a towel. Walker is in awe "Did yo-Did you just take a shower!!??"
Baker replies back casually "Yeah, what of it?"
Walker rubs his thumb onto Baker's face, he shows it to him "That's what of it. Baker, I've never seen you shower before? Wha-what's the occasion?"
Baker feels insulted "Can't a guy clean himself for a change?"
Walker stammers from mass confusion "Bu-bu-but, this isn't like you! in all my life I have not once seen you clean yourself, not even for me or our family" Behind Walker, D'amico walks into the room "Wait a minute, is this about you being jealous that I have made that thing with Xxaqz because I opened that door by accident and now you want to impress Xxaqz with that thing I made so what the fuck am I saying?"
"I got the papers you requested, sir" D'amico is next to Baker, she hands him three pieces of paper "You'll need to sign these"
"Alright!" He twirls a pen, then signs it all without reading it.
"Very good, sir" D'amico bows, and walks out of the room. Baker ogles her as she leaves the room.
Walker is in deep thought, then speaks "Wai-wai-wai-wait Wait! You're not going to even read those...? And what's with that face? What did you do!!?" Walker puts both hands on his head; he wants to now what is happening.
"I'm going out" Ignoring Walker, Baker begins to leave, he tosses the towel he was wiping himself of with onto Walker's face.
He removes it with disgust "No you are not! I need an explanation before you run off somewhere!" but Baker didn't listen, he melted through the floor before Walker could get a straight answer. Walker just stares at the floor in disbelief "(hhuh, Baker what am I going to do with you?) Goddammit Baker, Something weird is definitely going on in here, it's just unnatural; well, more unnatural then usual. I got to investigate this... But first I need my rest" Walker stretches and yawns as he walks into his office.......

*. . .*

Two day ago
"I'll raise 80 Jems" "Raising to 183 Jems" "I check" "...All in..." "oh shit!" "Hot damn!" "check it!" "I see this bet, and drink my beer!"
"The cards are: Queen of Hearts, Nine of Spades, and the Jack of Hearts"
"(hmm, I don't know about this. I might as well continue) Correct me if I'm wrong" "I right I probably have more cash with me, 224 Jems raised all the way" "I... uh, continue to check" "...Hmmm..."
"Next card is: Six of Clubs."
"You know what, screw it, I'm betting it all!" "What he said" "Shit, I fold" "*sighs*" "Ooh, let's see the next card!"
"Last card... the Ten of Hearts."
"(There is no backing out now)" "Sweet!" ". . ." "I fucking knew it!"
"Everybody reveal your cards"
"Two pair: Ten and Nine, beat that!" "Three of a Kind: I have three Sixs!" "AHH!! If I had stayed I would have gotten a straight with this seven and eight!" "...hm..."
"Dangor, what's your hand?"
Dangor the Dragon—is a Red male fire dragon, he's the owner of the Arcadian Casino, where all kinds of gambling games, arcade games, and sports games are played. Right now, Dangor is playing Quantum Hold 'em with a couple of suckers—he stands up from the poker table, with an emotionless blank face, he drops his cards on the table. In a monotone voice he says "Royal Flush. I needs a drink" He leaves the table and is heading toward the bar area.
"What!?" "huh, no way!" "Did I tell you? I so knew it" "Well, there goes my Sunday" All the Poker players are unhappy.
"That's game, Dangor wins the hand. Okay everybody time to cash in" they grumbled from their loss. All except one. A woman in a red jumpsuit. She walks up to Dangor, who sits down and orders his poison.
He snaps his fingers, gets the attention of a new employee "Hey! barkeep, Gimme thirty shots of F20-50 and a bottle of red smokin's hot sauce... oh, and gimme a shotglass of salt and a bowl of jalapeñoes" He speaks to the new bartender, (he starts today.)
"Yes sir" the novice bartender prepares Dangor's drink, and Jalapeñoes.
The woman in red stood behind him "My, aren't we in a bad mood"
"Whut'zit tooyah?" his drink arrives along with his hot sauce and Jalapeñoes. He adds the hot sauce to it and drinks it, he orders another. He bites into the Jalapeño, dips it in salt, and eats it.
The woman is calm and collective, nothing fazed her "Well other than winning at Quantum hold 'em, I see a dazed look in your eyes. Let me help cheer you up" She started massaging his shoulders.
Dangor was drank about eight shot glasses when he almost spat one out, he swallowed. "Whut da fuck do youse tink youse's doin'?" he then mellows out.
"A man only gets that drunk when he is depressed about a person or wants to kill someone, so which is it?" She sees Dangor holding a yellow stone, "I detect a bit of indifference. Let me calm you down" Her hands slowly move down, they are now rubbing his chest. Dangor seems to be be in a state euphoria, and a horny grin is plastered on his face when her hands went even lower.
"Bitch!" Dangor regained his senses, he stood up and grabs her face. He glares at her with a scowl "Lady, I am not in the mood!" He pushes her away. After a short pause he snaps his fingers three times. The novice barman brings him another glass "I am depressed right now, because my friends have disappeared" he grunts and looks down; scratches his head then he looks back up "and I 'spose ya wanna drink fo' jammin' my hand inta your face?" without waiting for an answer from her, he gestures to the novice barman "Hey broski, two Ix-Ws"
"That's not what I'm implying, but thanks for the offer though. What I'm saying is, maybe I can help you with your problem... I'm a counselor you know" the drinks came, she snatched hers out of the novice barman's hands, snapped the bottle's neck forming a cup and quickly drained the liquid in one gulp.
Dangor is impressed "Whoa! Bitch you sloshy" Dangor drinks his shot, then he begins to chug his Ix-W, then wipes his mouth with his sleeve "Sorry, but I don' need any halp" A warm numbness began to creep into his arms and legs. A slight pain is going into his hands—He yawns.
The woman's eyes flashed, she smiled "ah! Perhaps we should go to the next room, you're beginning to sway" she stands up and walks into the other room with Dangor while continuing to rub his back.
His eyelids felt heavy—very heavy. He yawned again "Yeah, I need ta hit da gym. Please don't ask me ta have sex wit yah, I feel strange (Waitta minute, how did she know I felt inebriated?)" they entered a secluded area of brightly lit neon lights with a home feeling to it (It looks like your living room!)
His eyes closed and a dizzying nausea shook him—harshly. He opened his eyes and stared about in terror "(ohhhh! here we goooo!)" The Neon room darkened and the cone of light flowed and rippled like water. And then his eyes closed again and his fingers bending at weird angles—twitching too. He crouched to one knee suddenly; a stabbing pain wringed his heart. Holding his chest, barely able to speak he says "Y-you. Felch, mark-arse. Whut... de fuck. Di'.. You do, to me?" Before he went unconscious he looked into her eyes and whispered "...Demona..." His heart beat solemnly and his breathing slowed as he grew weaker and weaker, then he ebbed away onto the floor—and he had never been.......

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Omission of Mention - The Planet Masters Saga.

Four months ago
"Well, your resume looks pretty good. I must say, Humans are a rare find on this planet, they are extraordinarily organized and resourceful" Xxaqz' lowers the paper he was holding to look above it to see a teenage girl in red clothing and a red cap. Xxaqz places down the papers onto his desk; he stood up, picked up his large container of coffee and walked toward the young woman, he stands tall right over her with his hands behind his back "Tell me. Why would you like to work at my company as an intern? Please don't say 'for college credit' because I know all about the program at Starlight Academy, say something else of interest to me"
The girl in red seems particularly nervous; Xxaqz' slender physique might confuse him for someone else, particularly to a man in a black suit—You shouldn't even confuse Xxaqz as the blank-faced monster, for he is too colorful. After a small observation Xxaqz has figured he'd crouch to his knee in hopes of allowing the woman to feel less intimidating. The girl actually feels slightly better and says "Well, I'm interested in computer software, machines, and chemistry; I mean, I want to learn from the best so I came here because of the quality of your products"
A smile plays around the corners of his mouth "Flattery will get you nowhere. However, I'm running low on assistance; since the last one blew up" He holds his chin, taps at the corner of his mouth and distracted by something different. Maybe if I crunched a few numbers and checked the warranty, I could— He forgets that she is still here, and lost his train of thought "I need to teach you kids all about the hazards around my lab, including the other labs, I shouldn't become distracted by phone-calls, my thoughts, and my hyper-focused studies" Xxaqz scratched at his eyes and cleans his glasses. At least I went ahead and gathered for a field lab. After that last disaster... After a long pause, he drank all his coffee, then says "Would you like to start today?"
Avidly she says "Yes, Mr. Odnamra!"
"Please, call me Xxaqz"
"Yes, Mr. Xxaqz!"
Xxaqz rolls his eyes, he stands up "Follow me"
He walks out of his office, the kid at his heels "Okay we'll be going through the underground Labs, to the Datomech hanger. You'll be assisting me on the robotic portion of your assignments, oh and technical difficulties as well" They went into an elevator, many buttons been pressed; so many buttons that range from 40th floor to Basement floor (Underground Lab) "Before we enter my lab I got to tell you something..." he was unable to finish the doors opened into a white colored wide corridor. They've walked out of the elevator, Xxaqz went into the next room beside the elevator labeled: the staff lounge.
"Before I forget, would you like anything to drink? Coffee? Tea? Soda? Juice? Water?" he himself walked to the coffee maker, in the cabinet above it he pulls out a bag of coffee beans that says 'Xxaqz Blend #107 - Double espresso macchiato mix' he prepares his drink, the young girl stands next to him.
"A cup of tea would be lovely!" she says.
Xxaqz pulls out a couple boxes of tea "Which one would you like? Oolong tea? Green tea? Iced tea? Mr. Tea? Tea-n-Tea?" He shows her the boxes as he says this.
"Oh, that one! Tea-n-tea!" she says eagerly.
"Careful, this tea is quite strong! and so is mine" Xxaqz' finished pouring his coffee in his giant cup and poured some tea into her small cup.
They continued down the long corridor, it's filled with interesting doors that say the same thing: Staff lounge. "As I was saying, there is a ro-"
"Why do these doors say the same thing?" she is looking at all the doors.
Xxaqz let out a disgruntle sigh "This corridor is called: Staff hall. It contains forty staff lounges, twenty restrooms, thirty janitor's closets, and also an infirmary & dispensary. There is more than five hundred thousand workers here, they have two hours of break—they can take anytime, but will accumulate if took at different intervals—and lunch. Remember that"
A motion sensor opens the door at the end of the hall that slides open twice. A small room with glowing purple lights, small specs of particles are floating around the room, a loud buzzing noise is heard, and blue mist is rolling out of the ventilation shafts "Before I have so been rudely interrupted for the nth time, This room is called The Precipitation room, you must go through multiple rooms like this each time you leave and/or enter the lab, the machine built in this room is something of my invention that I like to call, The Particle Sublimator, it sterilizes, disinfects, emancipates and sanitizes any foreign material, contaminated matter, bio-hazardous liquids, and pollution that happens to enter within range of the device or from exiting the lab. You will find that after a while of use the experience is less discomforting, but for the mean time this is a warning, symptoms include but are not limited to: smells becoming sharp and metallic, the taste of battery acid at the end of your tongue, loss of teeth, a nasty nosebleed, partial brain-matter oozing out the ears, messy pants, stiff joints, the eradication of muscle tissue, becoming sterile, vision impairment, total existence failure, the unbalancement of your equilibrium, massive stroke, and the vaporization of body hair. Hey, no machine can become completely perfect, there is always some bugs we have to work out. Now don't worry that'll wear off in due time, but you'd better get use to it, for this is what you'd be going through daily. Come, let's enter my lab"
The sliding door opens "Welcome, to Xxaqz' Lab" a female's voice repeated.
"Yeah, that is the voice you will often hear when you enter any of the labs. Xxaqz' Lab is about 800 ft. deep below the planet Uetkos's crust, connected by the ground elevator, is Wy-Corp. My own corporation, we specialize in: Robotics, Armory, Weaponry, Devices, Software, Information, and Blueprints. Not only is Xxaqz' lab the main laboratory, but the largest, more then 300 labs surround it. This lab specializes in R&D, we hand the alpha and betas to the most prominent labs whose importance are only secondary to this one: Zeta Labs (they test the new weaponry), Inertia Labs (they test physics and how to implement them in everyday life), SilentLabs (they try and reverse-engineer ancient, advanced, and foreign technology), Unreal Laboratory (they research proportion, dimension, and improbability factors), Prometheus Labs' (they research new matter, and elements not found on this planet), Aphrodite Laboratory (they try to understand women, and the male mind), Codex Labs (they test for bugs in computer programs and software), Rapture Labs (they try to understand religious science), Long Rider Labs (they test out the new vehicles), eVe Laboratories (they study microscopic organisms, infectious diseases and create new medicine, and new drugs), Exodus Laboratories (they research new ways of developing armor, better maps, and nourishment for those that love to adventure), Aura Labs (they research the biology of life), Notorious Labs (they try to understand how demon/black magic works), Relic Labs (they keep an archive of ancient and new history), and Labyrinth Labs (They attempt to figure out puzzles, riddles, illusions, and world problems), I have more to say but I wouldn't want to bore you with the many details. Come with me to the Datomech hanger" Xxaqz and company walked through the lab, walking into many halls and rooms with workers and researchers everywhere. They come upon a large garage-looking door, Xxaqz walks to the wall and picks up a hanging button, presses it. The garage-looking door quickly sprung up. Workers of many different species of animals and robots look to see who opened the door; They went back to work when they saw their boss: Xxaqz.
"Okay... For starters, let us see which model is currently under maintenance... ah, the T-Magnanimity_5377 series. They were one of my earliest creations, and most popularly chosen as enforcers" they walked up to rows-upon-rows of brightly colored red and giant clockwork robots. One robot looks different than the others, it appears to be darker in color, and more animated and lively then the other robots of the same model. That robot notices Xxaqz and the girl, it holds up an arm like its' saying 'Here I am!'. Xxaqz and crew is underneath the big robot, it seems like its' smiling at them "Well well. Torque Magnus, I was not expecting to see you here until the twenty-seventh"
The robot named Torque Magnus spoke, in a voice that sounds artificial, virile, and jolly "Haha-ha! Funny you should mention that, I have been meaning to get a systems check-up, you see my cogs are wearing out and I need to put on a new coat of rust-demoter and polish my dome. I will also need a software update, you see, there is this bug that is causing a graphical glitch in my eye, I see everything in a lower resolution and sometimes the view model will flail about. I also noticed that you have misplaced some text in the wrong files. And please, PLEASE fix the client crash in the sound emitter, when I attempted to connect to the Wy-servers and to my Silverlight account there is a glitch when the sounds were played wrong"
"How wrong?"
"The emitter is playing the wrong sound files, whenever I am not currently connected to the Wy-servers or Silverlight random sounds play"
"Ooh, looks like a double. Don't worry, I can fix that"
"Are you sure? because the last time you have tried to fix something, we ended up with Mirror becoming horribly glitched into submission"
"I'd be sure if you'd quit reminding me of that incident, oh and please be sure to stay out of the water, that armor is in need to be re-smelted with zirconium" he turns to the girl "Okay I would like to introduce, Torque Magnus" he waves an arm to Torque "He is one of my oldest models of robots, being the first prototype he showed great potential. He originally was suppose to be a construction drone, however during the time when Dangor was going through a growth spurt, I had him repurposed as a combat drone. Torque still has his old programs and tools from before the reboot, you may even see it still be in use whenever he enters combat. All the other copies I made, are slightly inferior because during that time we didn't have enough resources and plus it was cheaper to have the rest be lesser to Torque, people often mistaken the harden copies as Torque Magnus himself. There was even this one time someone phoned in claiming to have accidentally killed 'Toque Magus' which, I find to be hilarious. The reason why he is one of the only ones with more life and exponentially more powerful then the others is because I reward my robots with a S.O.U.L. (System. Odainance. Unit. Lives.), I also give better armor, weapons (that's optional) and a much needed update. There is currently six Torque Magnuses out in the world, sure they can keep their original name or perhaps get a new one. Right now they have chosen: Torpitude Magnitude (green), Torrent Magnahertz (orange), Torpedo Magnet (purple), Topaz the Magnificent (yellow), Terminus Maximum (blue), and Torque Magnus (red). One way to distinguish the superior from the inferior is color, and their limited intelligence, the weak ones are brighter in color, the strong ones are darker, another way to tell from the main six is their eye color, I think I already told you this by now"
Torque stood stock still as he hears these praise "Absolutely, I am actually that good!" Torque purposely blushed (that is purely cosmetic, his face is a dot-matrix, so he simulated emotion)
"Hm hm. I would like you to meet our new intern" Xxaqz motions for the girl to introduce herself.
"Hello! robot. My name is, D'monica" her eyes flashed, and smiled maliciously at Torque Magnus.......

*. . .*

One week ago
Walker Narrow walks down a hallway of COC Tower (one of two atmoscrapers created by the Narrow family, secluded in Cleanse town. COC stands for 'Comprise. Obscure. Cleanse.' Walker loves everything to be neat and tidy, however Walker noticed the place has a dimensional breach somewhere) he's feeling bored and wants lunch "Hoo boy. I, am, exhausted. *Yaaawwn* Need, to, rest" Walker's appears to be half-asleep, so he decided to flag for a cab, one appeared next to him so he entered "Now this is how it should be" The cab turned a corner, employees by the water dispenser are talking about there day. The cab drew closer, the employees notice it "What the hell?"
"Whats going on ladies?" Walker leaned out the cab.
"What the shit!??" said one of the employees.
"I was in the neighborhood and was wondering but, pardon my caps-lock, WHY HAS NO-ONE REPORTED ME, THAT DEATH IS IN OUR HOLDING CELL!!?"
"Oh, well. I was just about to tell you" a timid man made of glass shoved his way out of the crowd to hand Walker a folder filled with papers and reports on Death "T-There is also the matter of, D-D-D'amico and her actions"
Walker stepped out of the cab, and held on to the folders without reading it first "Shard, I know your about to tell me who did it. In fact, I was just about to kill this sumbitch after I heard a barrage of bullets out in the distance, but let me forget so I can become enraged all over again. But first I need to change form" Walker flipped into his Human form (Remember that Walker Narrow is a one-dimensional stick figure, this means he can manipulate reality, so right now he went into his third dimensional form—he looks totally indistinguishable from any other human, but, and this is a pretty big BUT, he is still completely white in color. Always.)
"Uuuuh, Walker... Come with me" Professor. Jack 'Glass' Shard looked around nervously as he led Walker down a series of halls.
"So, let me get this straight," Walker said, flipping through the folder he had been looking over. "Doctor Dan Stalnik, commissioned a mass murder of Displaced personnel by firing squad, set up a series of unnecessarily elaborate 'traps', and costed my Organization around a dozen researchers… all so he can catch 'the Grim Reaper'?"
"Well... uhh, D-dan did always had a huge ego. H-h-he, he always took risks, but I n-never imagined he went so f-far as to literally laugh at Death" Shard stuttered.
"Who was the idiot that gave him permission to do this?"
Shard's face fractured slightly from the thought of telling him, he paused "yo-y-you did..." he squeaked.
"Oh-pffft..." Walker dismissed this with a hand wave "Well he's about to catch his death, if you know what I mean"
"ummm, what...? Do, do you mean that he has Death imprisoned, or th-that he will die?"
Walker and Shard entered a elevator "Haven't you reading my dialogue? Don't be so nervous, I don't want to see you go through another nervous breakdown again" It doesn't look like it help, he shook his head "Now where is he?"
Mr. Shard bit his thumb, he looked so nervous as he took the Hellion report back from Walker "On the twelfth floor down... W-w-we'll find him. And I wouldn't call, I wouldn't call his traps elaborate" He muttered "I heard him say 'Those things (sic) were child's play to make and set up' "
"Shard, please speak up you're dodging the real issue here. I want to know, along with everyone else, why he did it"
Shard's brow shrank significantly. He did not have all the answers, he does not know what to do in this situation, but luckily "Uhh... Oh look! There he is" they found Dan overseeing to Death's containment, Shard skidded off while Walker was distracted.
"(Well, I believe, what we have here, is a calm, before the shitstorm)" Walker muttered as he quickened his pace, he looked back "Wait, where'd Shard...?" He was nowhere to be found, he sniffed and walked toward "Dr. Stalnik, let me be one of many to say. Have you gone off the deep end!? Why are you holding Death prisoner?"
Daniel T. Stalnik, one of many researchers working here at the COC Organization, he had never been one for dealing with those who couldn't understand his brilliance, and Walker had always pestered him with those petty questions, details that in the vast scheme of things didn't matter. Still, he felt obliged to answer, if only to suffer one less fool. Yes he does suffer from an inflated ego, sure that does annoy Walker every time.
"Why? Well, why the hell not? You might not be the brightest, Narrow" Walker raised an eyebrow "But surely you've been paying attention to your surroundings. Catching the whore's been the best thing to ever happen to the Organization since its creation! Due to the dampening effect I've put around her cell, Death doesn't have any powers. We also stripped her of everything on her person, and posted a dozen guards outside the main cell alone. Ergo, we've got her locked up so tight that nobody can ever die again!" He stood up with his arms spread wide at this last sentence.
A silence fell over the room as Walker stared down at Dan Stalnik. He had always had a strong hatred for the other man, though in his case it was due to a lack of patience for those so self-absorbed in themselves. There was the temptation to finish him off right then and there, but he needed to keep things going for now.
Walker said in a low voice, only loud enough for Stalnik to hear "(Dan… I don't think you can see the implications of What. You've. Done!)" His voice rose "By rendering a good deal of the Hellions harmless, you've put unknowable amounts of people out of work, and…" Walker lowered his voice again, careful not to shout.
Stalnik put a finger to his lips and shushed Walker. "You hit the nail on the head there, boyo-
Walker shoved a bar of soap in Dan's mouth "No, shhhhhhhh" he looked around, he sees Shard off in the distance looking in a monitor with a distraught look on his face "Don't you dare say that around Shard you kno-
Dan spat out the soap "Bleeeeeeeeugh!!! Okay fine I won't" he interrupted, he looked perturbed then continued "The Hellions are harmless. The whole point of this place is to Comprise, Obscure, and Cleanse. Now tell me, is that not a better accomplished if none of these creatures and anomalous objects pose a threat?" Walker continued to stand stock still, not moving a muscle, his expression of disappointment very clear, so Stalnik sighed and continued "Just look at what this experience has done for us! We're making huge strides towards dismantling Crore now that it's not willing to attack us!"
"Yes, but…" said Walker, thinking of the fifty men incapacitated for life before the statue stopped attacking.
Stalnik interrupted "...Or how—since we can survive the tortures it inflicts—The Ameliorator has given us dozens of super agents?" And dozens more sent into permanent comas, Walker thought "Try and tell me that isn't a good thing!" Walker made another move to speak, but Stalnik was having none of that "...Or how we're able to safely study the Zombie Prion to our heart's content?" and sixteen men chopped into pieces, Zombie Plague or not it's still out there "Or the massive profit from the Green Mass?" The untellable damage from exposure to previous dead bodies, the horror "Hell, even the Transfer Kid is more effective than he's ever been!" Walker clenched his fists "Point is, boy, I've solved every single problem the Organization could foreseeably have. I don't understand why you'd ask such a silly question as—why do you have your weapon out?"
While the Researcher had been blathering off into space, the Walker had slowly materialized a gun, and was now pointing it squarely at his face "Shit, I can't stand listening to you. Now, please listen, Dan," he sneered, "and listen good. Nobody cares how many great things you've done with this whole 'Catching Death' business. The point is that the evils you've wrought far outweigh the good. We can't stand for that around here."
Dan Stalnik went pale in the face as he tried to look for a way out of his predicament. The Boss, one of the most worthless positions in his mind, was threatening him, and he couldn't run. What to do?
At length, color returned and a smile played over his face. "Now, now, Walker," he chuckled, "You know you can't do this. I've got the bloody Grim Reaper contained! So shoot me all you like, because I cannot…!"
BANG! A bullet flew from the chamber of the gun, and slammed square into the Researcher's chest. He stumbled for a moment, his mouth flapping uselessly, before he hit the ground with a low thud. Pulling himself onto his hands and knees, Stalnik gasped for breath, and grunted, "You… you can't kill me Narrow… you, can't, kill, me… We're. All. Immortal…"
"Not anymore," said Walker, staring down at the man before him in disgust. "Or at least, not for very much longer. Have I ever told you that me a Death go way back, even more so ever since I left that door open; started the Organization, she has even made me an honorary Reaper, 'the God of Accidental Death' is what she calls me. I'm releasing Death in an hour or two, so everything you've done will have been for naught. Of course, we've rounded up all the Hellions and worked hard to minimize the damage, so you don't need to worry about that." Stalnik tried to speak, but he could already feel himself fading "What I'd worry about, if I were you, is the fact that you'll be in some pretty bloody pain before expiring"
The Researcher tried to make one last protest to the Boss, one last attempt to buy his way back to life. But his lungs had failed him, and Walker was already on his way out, establishing contact with someone over the radio "Open the door, I want to speak to Death"
The chamber's gate opened, Walker stood at the door, he held Death's scythe in hand, "Did he suspect a thing?"
Keres, the Goddess of Violent Death, one of the Grim Reapers. She sits near a bed, with a sink and toilet next it. She turns her head facing Walker and smiled "No. I do believe not"
Walker snickered "Hmhmhm. Good, we'll monitor him closely" Walker set her scythe by.
She stood up and laughed "Understood" Keres stood idle.
"We're sorry that we had to pull you away from your duties, but now that your here I'd like to ask you..."
Keres stood by Walker's shoulder, she look at him "Before you speak, you might want to check on D'amico. Not to spoil anything" Walker looked puzzled, then she added "Be weary of her. Today, I will seek not the shadowy region; Its unsustaining vastness waxes drear; And visions rising, of a dreadful legion, Bring the unreal world too strangely near"
"What the hell does that means?" Walker said.
"You'll see" She went to the door.
"Wait! I still haven't told you..." She's already gone "(What does she mean by that? Whatever, might as well check it)" Walker held Stalnik's leftover emotional essence of his confusion, pride, fear and ate it. Tasty.
"Well we have surely deviated far from the plot, but I assure you that it is an important hint. Oh did you catch that, well here's another hint if you want to follow along" He winked, then continued on like nothing happened "(Oh, Dan. As much as I hate you you cannot simply capture/kill a God. I know, I've tried. Strangely these Gods can hurt me unlike any other. Hm, I've managed to kill one of them. It was not worth it, the world is now even more unbalanced then before)" He went back to his office "Dah, what did Kerry said about D'amico" Walker jumped into the next scene.
The wall exploded after closing the 'jump-cut'—Anything Walker has bent is sometimes charged with either Kinetic energy, Ions, Negative Feedback, Dark-mass, or Anti-matter or when pulled out of nowhere i.e. Hammerspace. Walker is made of Anti-matter himself, he can warp matter, but not Anti-matter itself—A burnt patch where the wall is left in its' place, smoking a little. Walker cringed a little "(Dirty)" he mumbled, he wiped his thumb on it, the stain vanished.
D'amico is wearing a red business suit; has her hair in a ponytail and wears glasses "Nice to be here" she shakes his hand in return "Thank you. Why did you call me?" Walker now sits at his big desk that holds his little knickknacks, he often collects: CDs, bottle caps, novelty hats, snow-globes, leaves, seashells, coins, you name it he's got it.
"I've been told that for the past month, that you've tripled production with no breaks in between. Well done! The other employees has been complimenting on your performance. 'You haven't died in the first week, that's an accomplishment if I ever saw one' "
D'amico blushes from flattery "Well, I do what I can" she's having a hard time containing her excitement.
Walker points his finger in the air, he moves his finger diagonally and drags a square in mid-air. A computer monitor is inside the floating square; an image of D'amico is shown with added info "As a reward, I'm giving you a promotion! from rookie-to-novice, you'll be getting an increase in pay and additional privileges" as he says this the info about D'amico on the floating screen updates "do you have any questions you would like to ask?"
Now flustered D'amico says "Well, no. But I am wondering why you have all these things"
Walker smiled "I thought you might say that. Well, I am a hobbyist, I like to gad about, including collecting sundries as you've seen here" he waves is arm slowly to show all his little trinkets, he picks up an album. Walker opens it "I have recently taken up stamp collecting" He holds up a stamp and examines one of them "ahh, what marvelous texture" Walker suddenly becomes mad "Baker! Have you been licking my stamps again!!?" he storms out of his room, D'amico follows with curiosity, and he went into his brother's room "I know you love the taste of glue, but you cannot just-
Baker walks out of his bathroom holding a towel. Walker is in awe "Did yo-Did you just take a shower!!??"
Baker replies back casually "Yeah, what of it?"
Walker rubs his thumb onto Baker's face, he shows it to him "That's what of it. Baker, I've never seen you shower before? Wha-what's the occasion?"
Baker feels insulted "Can't a guy clean himself for a change?"
Walker stammers from mass confusion "Bu-bu-but, this isn't like you! in all my life I have not once seen you clean yourself, not even for me or our family" Behind Walker, D'amico walks into the room "Wait a minute, is this about you being jealous that I have made that thing with Xxaqz because I opened that door by accident and now you want to impress Xxaqz with that thing I made so what the fuck am I saying?"
"I got the papers you requested, sir" D'amico is next to Baker, she hands him three pieces of paper "You'll need to sign these"
"Alright!" He twirls a pen, then signs it all without reading it.
"Very good, sir" D'amico bows, and walks out of the room. Baker ogles her as she leaves the room.
Walker is in deep thought, then speaks "Wai-wai-wai-wait Wait! You're not going to even read those...? And what's with that face? What did you do!!?" Walker puts both hands on his head; he wants to now what is happening.
"I'm going out" Ignoring Walker, Baker begins to leave, he tosses the towel he was wiping himself of with onto Walker's face.
He removes it with disgust "No you are not! I need an explanation before you run off somewhere!" but Baker didn't listen, he melted through the floor before Walker could get a straight answer. Walker just stares at the floor in disbelief "(hhuh, Baker what am I going to do with you?) Goddammit Baker, Something weird is definitely going on in here, it's just unnatural; well, more unnatural then usual. I got to investigate this... But first I need my rest" Walker stretches and yawns as he walks into his office.......

*. . .*

Two day ago
"I'll raise 80 Jems" "Raising to 183 Jems" "I check" "...All in..." "oh shit!" "Hot damn!" "check it!" "I see this bet, and drink my beer!"
"The cards are: Queen of Hearts, Nine of Spades, and the Jack of Hearts"
"(hmm, I don't know about this. I might as well continue) Correct me if I'm wrong" "I right I probably have more cash with me, 224 Jems raised all the way" "I... uh, continue to check" "...Hmmm..."
"Next card is: Six of Clubs."
"You know what, screw it, I'm betting it all!" "What he said" "Shit, I fold" "*sighs*" "Ooh, let's see the next card!"
"Last card... the Ten of Hearts."
"(There is no backing out now)" "Sweet!" ". . ." "I fucking knew it!"
"Everybody reveal your cards"
"Two pair: Ten and Nine, beat that!" "Three of a Kind: I have three Sixs!" "AHH!! If I had stayed I would have gotten a straight with this seven and eight!" "...hm..."
"Dangor, what's your hand?"
Dangor the Dragon—is a Red male fire dragon, he's the owner of the Arcadian Casino, where all kinds of gambling games, arcade games, and sports games are played. Right now, Dangor is playing Quantum Hold 'em with a couple of suckers—he stands up from the poker table, with an emotionless blank face, he drops his cards on the table. In a monotone voice he says "Royal Flush. I needs a drink" He leaves the table and is heading toward the bar area.
"What!?" "huh, no way!" "Did I tell you? I so knew it" "Well, there goes my Sunday" All the Poker players are unhappy.
"That's game, Dangor wins the hand. Okay everybody time to cash in" they grumbled from their loss. All except one. A woman in a red jumpsuit. She walks up to Dangor, who sits down and orders his poison.
He snaps his fingers, gets the attention of a new employee "Hey! barkeep, Gimme thirty shots of F20-50 and a bottle of red smokin's hot sauce... oh, and gimme a shotglass of salt and a bowl of jalapeñoes" He speaks to the new bartender, (he starts today.)
"Yes sir" the novice bartender prepares Dangor's drink, and Jalapeñoes.
The woman in red stood behind him "My, aren't we in a bad mood"
"Whut'zit tooyah?" his drink arrives along with his hot sauce and Jalapeñoes. He adds the hot sauce to it and drinks it, he orders another. He bites into the Jalapeño, dips it in salt, and eats it.
The woman is calm and collective, nothing fazed her "Well other than winning at Quantum hold 'em, I see a dazed look in your eyes. Let me help cheer you up" She started massaging his shoulders.
Dangor was drank about eight shot glasses when he almost spat one out, he swallowed. "Whut da fuck do youse tink youse's doin'?" he then mellows out.
"A man only gets that drunk when he is depressed about a person or wants to kill someone, so which is it?" She sees Dangor holding a yellow stone, "I detect a bit of indifference. Let me calm you down" Her hands slowly move down, they are now rubbing his chest. Dangor seems to be be in a state euphoria, and a horny grin is plastered on his face when her hands went even lower.
"Bitch!" Dangor regained his senses, he stood up and grabs her face. He glares at her with a scowl "Lady, I am not in the mood!" He pushes her away. After a short pause he snaps his fingers three times. The novice barman brings him another glass "I am depressed right now, because my friends have disappeared" he grunts and looks down; scratches his head then he looks back up "and I 'spose ya wanna drink fo' jammin' my hand inta your face?" without waiting for an answer from her, he gestures to the novice barman "Hey broski, two Ix-Ws"
"That's not what I'm implying, but thanks for the offer though. What I'm saying is, maybe I can help you with your problem... I'm a counselor you know" the drinks came, she snatched hers out of the novice barman's hands, snapped the bottle's neck forming a cup and quickly drained the liquid in one gulp.
Dangor is impressed "Whoa! Bitch you sloshy" Dangor drinks his shot, then he begins to chug his Ix-W, then wipes his mouth with his sleeve "Sorry, but I don' need any halp" A warm numbness began to creep into his arms and legs. A slight pain is going into his hands—He yawns.
The woman's eyes flashed, she smiled "ah! Perhaps we should go to the next room, you're beginning to sway" she stands up and walks into the other room with Dangor while continuing to rub his back.
His eyelids felt heavy—very heavy. He yawned again "Yeah, I need ta hit da gym. Please don't ask me ta have sex wit yah, I feel strange (Waitta minute, how did she know I felt inebriated?)" they entered a secluded area of brightly lit neon lights with a home feeling to it (It looks like your living room!)
His eyes closed and a dizzying nausea shook him—harshly. He opened his eyes and stared about in terror "(ohhhh! here we goooo!)" The Neon room darkened and the cone of light flowed and rippled like water. And then his eyes closed again and his fingers bending at weird angles—twitching too. He crouched to one knee suddenly; a stabbing pain wringed his heart. Holding his chest, barely able to speak he says "Y-you. Felch, mark-arse. Whut... de fuck. Di'.. You do, to me?" Before he went unconscious he looked into her eyes and whispered "...Demona..." His heart beat solemnly and his breathing slowed as he grew weaker and weaker, then he ebbed away onto the floor—and he had never been.......