4963/Well, that happened!

Well, that happened!
Date of Scene:	19 July 2018
Location:	Unknown
Synopsis:	Summary needed
Cast of Characters:	Kid, Zeta, Twitch

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Kid has posed:
While many robberies take place dureing the night, some take place in the day. Such operations require skill, stealth, knowledge and a bit of luck! Or a lack of careing, either or will do! Regardless this make seedier parts of Midtown, a high crime area, more dangerous to leave ones car.

An old parking garage with no working secuirty camaera being one such place! Though complaints have been made, the video cameras in the area still haven't been fixed. Making it the perfect spot to jack a car for some modifcation and mabey some racing!

It is for this reason that Malcolm 'Kid' IronWood has come here. With the garage empty of people, the teen gorilla only kept his illusion up just in case, so that any humans that do spot him won't call animal control.He spots a nice looking pick up truck and makes his way over, peering inside, letting out a low rumbling growl.

Zeta has posed:
    Within this Parking Garage, hiding behind some old crates long and forgotten, rests one young 'man'. Slowly his eyes open as a flicker of strange light crosses over his eyes, before he goes to stand up, slinging the backpack over his shoulder and looking around.

He has been on the move for a few days now and so far, this has made a good little resting place, though it may be time to move on once more. As he starts to walk, he only gives the place a minor look over. He ignores pretty much everything here, all but one thing that does catch his attention; An ape.

This causes him to stop and, well, stare at the Gorillia who seems to be checking out a car. Now, a normal person would wonder why an ape would be out n' about, but for Zeta, who isn't all to world savvy and doesn't exactly have the best training in what is 'normal'. He isn't sure if it is-- or isn't. This leads the 'man' to walk over, only for his steps to stop. There was a part of him that was unsure and with his own bit of paranoia, he side-steps behind a pillar. Simply observing for the moment.

Kid has posed:
Kid gives pause and looks behind him, thinking he had heard foot-steps. It would not be the first time someone managed to go 'under the radar' as it were. But it was only a cursory glance this time.

The great ape decides to waste no further time, and pulls out a crowbar and lockpicking kit from his backpack of tools. He goes down onto one knee and begins trying to work the cars lock, having been sure it had no alarms set.

Though, wanting to be careful, Kid even while facing the truck with his back towards Zeta, keep checking the mirrors and reflection in the glass pane...just to be safe. Mighta been a fungus trying to play cat and mouse with him.

Zeta has posed:
    Zeta glances over the edge of the pillar and sees the Gorilla picking the lock. He blinks his eyes and tilts his head slightly. Maybe-- He lost his keys? That was a scenario that could take place, wasn't it? He looks up thinking on this. He knew some of the animal species, but if an ape knows how to pick a lock...

It wasn't to much longer after that does Zeta step around, holding the strap of the backpack and simply asks, "Do you require assistance?" There was even a slight smile. "I... hear losing keys can happen to anyone and it seems you may have lost yours?" naivety at its finest.

Kid has posed:
Kid looks in the mirror and sees Zeta stepping out from behind. His muscles already tensing to strike. And than surprise surprise...the person is asking him if he lost his keys!?!

Kid had turned around and stares at Zeta. A long, long moment as if trying to figure him out. Since being asked such questions was a first for him...and the lack of being able to 'sense' Zeta unnerving.

Eventualy Kid makes a serious of gestures, and his watch belts out their meaning in a 'mobster' styled voice "Heh, well if yea want ta help me yea can Beanpole. Bit no, ain't lost any keys." despite the 'friendly' convo, Kid never lost that aura of aggression.

Zeta has posed:
    Zeta tilts his head gently at the response, he also notes the air of-- aggression. He doesn't move any closer because of it and keeps his distance slightly. "If you didn't lose the keys to this vehicle, then why are you attempting to get inside of it?" He looks to the ape, then to the car, and back again. "It seems-- rather odd I suppose to desire to get into something when there is nothing to gain from it?"

Kid has posed:
Kid slams his fist togeather seeming amused and let out a beastial laugh. Soon enough he is signing again "That is a matter of perspective. There going ta be a race, and I want in. So Imma just take this beauty here" he stops signing to pat the truck before continue "Make some modifications and race her. That and it's fun" another laugh.

Zeta has posed:
    "Fun." Zeta says softly. He looks at the car, the Ape, and then to the ground. if it was being done for fun, for this race, and not to harm anyone-- then what was the harm in taking the car? He tilts his head as he rummages on his thoughts before he looks back to Kid. "Alright then, I'll help you, just on one condition." He says walking over, though carefully. "No one is to get hurt with this vehicle. Though I doubt an activity for fun would lead to such things, people's lives are important."

He then extends his hand to Kid, "Do we have a deal?"

Kid has posed:
Kid eyes the hand and let out a VERY loud warning growl. His nose flares as if sniffing towards Zeta. Who couldn't help but wonder what this guys deal was. A police officer in disguise? Or just an idiot? Regardless, when in the right circumstance, Kid doesn't shy away from what he does. if the guy did reveal himself to be a cop...well he just knock him out

"Yea...no" he signs "I am expecting car crashes, explosions and physics defieing action! Or at the very least some shooting." Kid might be SLIGHTLY naive himself about the world. "Which sounds alright by me. How bout this, you help me get in, I take you to meet the fellas in charge of the race and you can see for yourself" he wiggles his brows.

Zeta has posed:
    As Kid goes down the list, Zeta frowns before moving his hand away and just fixes the strap on the backpack. "I'll pass then." The strange human then goes to move away, "I will not be a part of anyone getting hurt or even killed." He says simply with a matter-of-fact tone to his voice. "Good luck with your race."

Kid has posed:
"Thank, see you you freak" Kid says and turns back to the car. A pause before he signs, the watch still speaking "Huh, you know, that reminds me of a saying I heard. A person who does nothing is as guilty as those who do something. Make it sounds like your part of something...weather you want to be or not"
    And with that, due to a lack of patience in trying to use the lockpick kick...Kid slams his fist through the window, glass shattering and spilling everywhere. Some had a bit of blood, but he hardly seem worried as he unlocked the car door and open it. "Last chance to come along" he signs.

Zeta has posed:
    Zeta stops dead in his tracks as the Ape says his peace about 'A person who does nothing', and the 'man' looks back at him as Kid breaks the glass to get inside. Zeta stares at him long and hard, then he looks at the car, before back to the Gorilla. "If that saying is true... Then by doing nothing to stop you, I would be connected to your act in injuring those you may end up harming, is that correct?"

Kid has posed:
    Kid considers this a moment, his hand still lounging on the car door. He signs "Heh, guess it does! Course, than by proxy if you end up injuring me in the proccess of trying to stop me...you still end up hurting someone. Of course if one find a non-harmful way to stop someone, than you would technically be able to get through the situation without any physical bodily harm comming to folks." he gives pause he actually seems to be really thinking about it himself. Nothing like a philiosphical quandry in the middle of a car-jacking.

Zeta has posed:
    "... There are several ways to stop you with your plan that does not require harm to you... Though it may lead you to harm me, but then any harm to you, would be in self-defense." The man says, before he closes his eyes. "However, based on your words, I can not let you take that car or any cars that are here."

Zeta then opens his eyes and then with a very serious look on his face, "I'm sorry about this." Then there was a strange flicker around his left lower arm, before the skin seem to face away into a robotic armor frame with clawed finger tips. From the upper part of the lower arm, a barrel raised up, before inside of it could be seen a green glow. It wasn't long after that glow did a laser fire out, not once by twice. Aiming directly at one front tire and the back with precision, before he spins around and proceeds to do the same to any car in his line of sight there in the Parking Garage.

"You will need to find another means to do your race." He than looks back to the Gorilla. "But I will not be connected now to your plans that could harm people." Once done, his arm then lowers, the barrel going back in, and the skin seeming to appear over the section once more with a flicker of light.

Kid has posed:
Kid slowly got out of the car to begin to rumble! That is until he sees the robotic like arm and his eyes widen. Oddly it wasn't fear, and all aggression faded to a joyful curiosity.

Kid watches his jaw agape as Zeta proceded to shoot the other cars tires out. All of them. He only blinks back to the present once Zeta speaks to him again. He looks around at the almost useless car....he opt not to mention the tools in his backpack and spare tires...mostly cause he doesn't want to lose his tools.

Another moment and Kid signs "THAT WAS AWESOME!!!!" he slams his fist togeather and bounces foot to foot, having enjoyed the display. he signs rapidly, quickly "Dude, you gotta let me take a closer look at that arm! Like where did you get that? How does it work? Does it store excess energy from your body or does it have a power core of some sort attached?" as he signed he got closer and closer. But there was no aggression, infact he seems to have completly forgot about the cars and the fact this man just shot his ride(s). he stops infront of Zeta with wide eyes. A switch may as well have been flipped.

Zeta has posed:
    Zeta blinks at the sudden Apes excitement for his action. That was-- not the reaction he was expecting and he opens his mouth in a slight gape as he tries to process not only what the Ape was saying but, simply that-- he went from aggressive to friendly.

As Kid gets closer, the Man furrows his brows, "I am a--" He goes to explain then stops himself, only taking a step back before he asks, with a hint of concern in his voice, "-- Why are you asking so many questions and how do I know I can trust you to keep anything I say between us?"

Kid has posed:
"Strictly speaking, you do not. You know nothing about me, not even my name. That being said, I have no decieved since we have met. I told you my intentions and what they could mean, as well as letting you know why you would still be responble. So it not like I have given you a reason to distrust me. Wait...." hee peers "...lazor canon arm...no mind that I can sense." his eyes narrow as he signs...but they were more gleeful than suspecious "Your a robot...arn't you? Come on, admit it. That or an alien. Are you an alien?"
    A pause "Ahem, anyways to answer your other question. I friggin love tech! My Uncle Jaun and I used ta work on tech all the time. Nothing as advanced as that fancy arms of yours...but" he sighs "...they were good time." it seems tech brought him good memories.

Zeta has posed:
    The man continues to listen, he tilts his head to one side, before he closes his eyes and nods his head, before he says simply as he opens his eyes, "I am a robot," He confirms, "The correct term though is a Synthoid." He checks around them, seeming to scan the distance, before he looks back to Kid. With a flicker of light the entire human act fades away, before the Gorilla stands a machine, shifting its armor slightly to its normal design.

The glowing optical sensors stare at him, as they rotate just slightly, his fingers extend a bit before they relax, and when he speaks though, he still carries that human sound. "My name is Infiltration Unit Zeta. Zeta for short. I was constructed as a military infiltration unit, but when I awoken-- I was not activated by anyone or... anything. I don't believe." He admits looking down to the ground.

He then looks to kid once more. "While I was designed to terminate my targets, I have no desire to do so. I simply desire to live, but I fear that they will eventually figure out that I am no longer in the warehouse I was kept at and will come for me. I-- have no desire to go back."

Kid has posed:
Kid let out an almost child like squeel, though it was a deep and beastial baritone. Seem he was capable of vocalizing...but yet continued to sign "That is awesome!" and than something dawns on him "Darn it! if you were not a person, I would sooo be tearing into you now, just to see how you work" on the bright side, he readily accepted Zeta as a person.

That being said he was observing Zeta quite closely now as if studying him. "But...i understand where your comming from. I was experimented on for one reason or another" he shrugs seeming to come to terms with it.

"I was not allowed to have a name. Even uncle Jaun was only allowed to refer to me as 'Kid' and that was in private. Though I have adopted the name Malcolm 'Kid' IronWood!" he signs before putting out a hand to shake.

Zeta has posed:
    Zeta nods his head before he goes to accept the handshake, giving the Gorilla a firm shake, but also gentle with it as well. If he could smile like this, he would, but his facial structure just isn't there like this. "It is a pleasure to meet you Kid... and... you think me as a person?" His voice becomes more soft, but distant. "... Thank you." He says in an almost whisper.

"I am sorry to hear you were experimented on, but at least you had someone who cared about you." Zeta says to him, his optical sensors dimming a bit. "Though I am unsure when we will meet again. I tend to stay on the move. Safer that way."

Twitch has posed:
The sound of a motorcycle pulling into the garage can be heard easily enough, but it seems to stop down on the first floor, the engine cutting out there. It's not terribly long before soft footsteps can be heard as Tyler starts making his way through the rest of the garage, trying to locate the buddy who called him. The young human eventually ends up hearing the sound of talking and heads towards it, slowing down when he gets close to mutter, "What the hell happened to everybody's tires?"

That's when he spots the robot shaking hands with a big dude and stops suddenly in his tracks, getting low and looking like he's ready to move suddenly. It takes him a moment to register that nothing violent is going on and open his mouth to say cautiously, "How's it going?"

Kid has posed:
Kid cants his head and signs "Course I do. Trust me, as a Gorilla, I do not exactly have any 'rights' in this city. Yea...and had. Anywas, I recommond getting a burn cell or something, it good for contacts. And I could even so you some good places, I move between here, gotham, metropolish, you name it." a chuckle "Guess you can say your joining up with The Forgotten"

He sense Tyler a bit before he arrived and looks over to him. He signs "Hey Stretch. Beanpole here, Zeta his name, got blew the tires. Was tryin ta steal a car for da race"

To note, Kid's text to Tyler had gone something like this. "Need partner. Race. Parking Garrage at <address>. Come. Kid <gorilla emoji>"

Kid also sense Tyler caution and he signs "What is wrong with you? Ate some bad mangos...ohhh, I could for some some mangos right about now"

Zeta has posed:
    Zeta hears the motorcycle, but by the time he goes to react, the person is already down there and Zeta is quick to step back. He looks almost ready to run, but given how Kid is reacting and this new face seems to be just as tense as Zeta was becoming. The Synthoid slowly tries to relax, but his optical sensors never leave Tyler's face.

There was a long moment in silence, before Zeta speaks up, "People could have gotten hurt or killed, I couldn't allow that... and based on some old words, if I was to leave, as I was planning, then I would still have been a part of people getting injured. So, no tired. No race."

The Synthoid then looks to Kid, "Also what is... The Forgotten?" Though after he asks, he looks directly back at Tyler. Watching him very closely and staying just slightly on edge.

Twitch has posed:
"No. I'm okay. Just not used to seeing metal people," Tyler replies to Kid as he approaches the pair, trying to get over his apprehension. "Nice to meet you, Zeta. I'm Tyler," the youth says to the robot. "You'll just need to give me a second, last time I saw anything that looks like you it was part of a cyborg whose flesh had been burned off."

As Zeta explains his reasoning Tyler seems to think the words over, nodding slightly, "I guess that makes sense. People don't usually get injured during street races, though. The most likely injuries are going to be to the racers themselves and they should know what they're getting into." He's still not comfortable being so close to Zeta, but he's trying not to show it.

Kid has posed:
Kid signs "Not in this race. Kid is expecting explosions, car crashes and lots of shooting. Just like on the tele!" he signs excitedly "It going to be on the funs! Even werkin on gettin some guns! And you goin ta be my wingman!" he puts an arm around Tyler and forgetting his strength, squeezes dangerously tight.
    Judging by how earnest Kid was...he might be a bit naive to street races or whoever he was going to get in a race with was pulling the wool over his eyes.
    He releases Tyler and flicks him in the back of his head "And would you do better job of calming down" he signs "Kin feel yer unease from a mile away. Yeesh." he turns to Zeta "Anyways, considering the best place to get cars has been.." he looks around "Undone, gonna have to change plans. And...well The Forgotten are basicly people with no where to go. The homeless who stay in shelter and abandon buildings, or like you find a place to sleep in the streets. Some like the murloks are in the sewer. Regardless...society rather forget we exist...which is just fine for some of us. It is why I call them The Forgotten" it not really a term used regularly if at all by most folks.

Zeta has posed:
    "Oh." Zeta says to Tayler as he explains that racing doesn't actually /get/ people injured or killed. He looks away at last over to the truck that Kid was going to steal, "Kid explained that people would, so I was trying to prevent that." He looks to Kid, "You really shouldn't say things like that."

Zeta then looks back to Tayler, "And if my appearance bothers you Tayler, I can take care of that." Not like he should remain so open for anyone else to see anyways. Last thing he needs is someone's smart phone or some camera to catch a snapshot of him in his normal form. With a flicker of light, what was a robot, not stands a young man in his twenties with blue eyes and black hair. He shifts the backpack once more that he has been carrying this whole time. "Is this better, Tayler?"

Then Kid goes on about how there will be and Zeta just rubs his forehead. Either one of them was right, the other was wrong, or these two both were wrong... Or someone was just very confused. Heck, he was /already/ confused. "Well, if it is actually with violence. I did my part in stopping you here, now I can no longer be connected." He then lowers his head. "If it is not violent, then I am sorry I messed up your chance at a... sweet... ride." Zeta was trying, really he was.

He then goes to swing his arm through the other loop of the backpack, wearing it correctly on his shoulders. "Either way, I should go. If we do cross paths again, maybe you both can tell me how this... Race went."

Twitch has posed:
"Explosions? Shooting? What kind of race is this?" Tyler asks, sounding quite surprised. Until he gets squeezed, that is, going quiet as he's compressed, eyes starting to bulge and breathing getting more difficult. When he's released his head gets knocked forward a bit by the flick as Tyler lets out a breath and sucks in deeply, "Damn you're strong, Kid."

When told to calm down the human kid lets out a little chuckle, "I'll work on it for you." And he does, taking another deep, calming breath. He's giving it a shot at least.

Glancing back towards Zeta Tyler cracks a smile at the rapid change in appearance and says, "You can keep looking however you want to. If I got a hangup about how you look that's on me and I've just got to get over it."

"You take care of yourself, man," Tyler tells his new acquaintance with a nod. "If we get a chance to race and we meet again we can tell you all about it."

Kid has posed:
"Our kind of race!" is all Kid signs. "Met some fellas new a drained canel who told me bout it. And right, I forgot, you humans are like marshmallows. Soft and squishy" or Kid was just rough and tumble.

When zeta says he has to go he hands his head "Awww, did even get to find out how you work" he signs "But fine, fine. As it stands, been here way to long. Gonna hafta find another place to get a ride. You take care, yea hear?" he says before signing "Seriosuly, be careful out there..." he did seem slightly worried, he seen more than enough to know it can be dangerous

He turns back to Tyler "Got any plans and any friends?" he signs.

Zeta has posed:
    "Maybe next time we meet, Kid." Zeta says looking back to him. "But here is one hint. I can recharge my energy cells by going into a rest mode and it pulls in the molecules from the air. I,technically, can never run out of power." Then he looks over to Tayler, "You do the same." He looks to kid. "Both of you." Then starts to make his way out of the Garage to go wherever that Synthoid was going to go.

Twitch has posed:
"Yeah, our muscles aren't as dense as yours," Tyler replies to Kid as he stretches himself out a little bit. At the ape's question Tyler shrugs his shoulders, "I was just going to exercise with a friend a bunch tonight, maybe see if a girl would let me take her out for dinner or coffee. Your race sounded interesting, though, so I figured I'd show up to lend you a hand."

As Zeta walks off Tyler watches him go, pressing his lips together thoughtfully.

Kid has posed:
"Or as big pipsqueek" Kid signs before flexing. No illusion needed. "Heh, wonder how stronk I could be if I did excersise" he signs "Mabey I will with yea, how that sound? The excerise part that is, not the mating ritual. Though judging by the tele, a movie is great first start, or lunch as opposed to dinner, and if you need a wing ape, im yer guy" he notes.
    "The race is not for a little bit. We get to or.." he looks at the cars "We would have been able to modify the car as we saw fit. But gotta find another for now. Eh, could use the spare but too much work."
    "Anyways, how bout we get some food, I am hungry. And we can figure out what we can do" he signs.

Twitch has posed:
"That's true. I can't gain weight for the life of me, my metabolism is too fast," Tyler doesn't mind being called a pipsqueak, apparently. As Kid flexes the human gives him a thumbs up, "You're welcome to join us, we'd just need to find a different spot to exercise at than we usually do. School doesn't allow visitors." There's a big grin on his face, "I might take you up on that, Kid. It's good to have someone to help you out, I've heard. I don't really have a lot of experience with girls, honestly."

The cars around them get a look, then the ape gets a nod, "Food sounds good to me. What are you in the mood for?"

Kid has posed:
"Eat like me and you will be fine" Kid signs. He actually seemed quite happy to be joining with other judging by his expression. "Neither do I...but should not be TOO bad. Heck, I could be nearby, read her thoughts, let you know what she is thinking of you." not seeming to think anything is wrong with that picture. "Also calling her tootes and broad is probably good. That do that in the black and white shoes" his mainframe of reference.

Take Wing-apes at your own risks...or at least make sure to lay the ground work >.>

Kid begins walking and signs "Well...some minds would do nicely" he gives Tyler and all too predatory grin before he laughs and keeps signing "But really, I know a dumpster where good chinese is being dumped all the time. And it is thursday, so the market just off 48th street is bound to throw out their old produce today. Which is a MASSIVE score! What you think? Or are you in the mood for something else?" Kid soon seems shorter and in a wheelchair, more likely than not the 'real' him was knuckle-walking.

Twitch has posed:
"I hadn't thought of that. Girls probably don't like getting their thoughts read, though," Tyler says regarding reading his date's thoughts. "If they catch on I'd get in trouble." His suggestion of pet names gets a hearty chuckle, "I might have to give that a try, see how it goes over. It's a little bit old fashioned and kind of sexist, though, so I'll have to let her know I'm joking."

"You and your minds, man," is the human's reply. "You're on your own for them, but Chinese sounds good to me. I might run inside and get something hot and then join you by the dumpster."

Kid has posed:
Kid gives pause. As his hands gesture his watch has trouble forming words. He get as far as "What is...." and than nothing but static. His voice comes out roughly "sexist?" the concept being forieng to him

"What can I say?" he signs "A...predator has to eat" the watch 'voice' said the word as if it was foreign. Kid brows forward and he suddenly seems...almost scared. He shakes it away "I will meet you there. I send directions" and indeed he does, using his telepathy to send Tyler the basic infomation of where to go...as well as a warning that this was not the best place to leave a cycle. And with that Kid dissappears to head for meet up.

Twitch has posed:
"Sexist is... like acting like one sex is better than the other, I guess," Tyler explains, it taking him a moment to formulate his thoughts. "Usually people today think that both sexes are equally good."

Then the teenage boy nods at his buddy, getting the directions to the Chinese joint. After Kid heads off Tyler gets on his bike to meet the gorilla.

Kid has posed:
The chinese place wasn't too hard to find. It was one of those 'hidden gems' Sure it was in china, which wouldn't really make it look normal...untill you tasted the food. Needless to say it was fantastic!

Kid himself was at the dumpster already, holding two struggling bystandards in his arms, struggling to loosen Kid's hold on them. Judging by the tattoos on their arms, and their nearby guns on the floor, they belong to some dangerous gangs most likely.

Twitch has posed:
When Tyler shows up at the dumpster he's got a carton in one hand and chopsticks in the other, enjoying his chow mein as he walks around the back of the building. When he sees Kid holding a pair of bangers in his arms Tyler stops dead in his tracks and studies the scene to try to figure out what must have happened. "Everything okay, Kid?" he asks as he looks over the dudes being grappled and their weapons. "I wouldn't try to struggle if I were you guys, you just might make it worse," is his suggestion to the criminals.

Kid has posed:
The criminals look desperatly at Tyler as one wheezes out "Help....us" as Kid smirks but as his hands were full he responds telepathically, the voice as usual aggressive "Aye, just figured I would savior these guys. Their 'hard boiled' you can say. That and doing some experimentin" the two criminals eyes roll into the back of their heads as they look in pain.
    Kid hardly seems to notice as he drops them o O ("Heh, that aughta give them nightmares for awhile. Also, chow mane, good choice") and with that he opens the dumpster. he shows away a few flies and pulls out various kinds of chinese food, seeming to be picky about 'whats good and whats bad'

Twitch has posed:
Tyler quietly watches Kid deals with the miscreants in his own way, scooping more of his food into his mouth. "Guess you got yourself two meals at the same time. That's pretty lucky." He watches the gorilla feed himself from the dumpster, looking at his choices curiously. "That's a pretty good haul you've found for yourself. This place is really good." Then he lifts his chin, "So you gave those guys some nightmares? Hopefully they'll be inspired to change their lives. Being a gang banger you're liable to end up dead or in prison."

Kid has posed:
Kid food choices consisted of a surprising portion of meat. "Well it normally takes than one. It only a 'full meal' if I drain them completly - which is dead. So I normally take out 3 to 6 humans. But in this case..." he glances to the bodies "...there going to be done for awhile. Won't wake for least a week. But yea, nightmares."
    He eats general tso with gusto. "hey Tyler? We are good friend right?" he asks, seeming to be in thought.

Twitch has posed:
"Three to six? That's not too bad, if they're only out for a little while," Tyler says thoughtfully. "You've got to eat, after all. And you're a pretty powerful psychic. I saw what you did to those fungus squids, that was impressive."

At the question Tyler nods his head, "Yeah, we're definitely friends. There's not too many people out there I'd go street racing with, that's for sure."

Kid has posed:
"Aye. Depends on the day and situation. For instance, an old hobo living on the streets? I'll give them an eight hour knock out. They get a good nights sleep, I get a meal. In the park at night? 10 to 30 minutes, so need alot more to make up for it. Granted...as I got older...my apetite grew" he chuckles.
    "As for the funguids? It is not all that impressive. They are actually extreamly simple minded. Their sort of like ants, any telepath that could deliver a message could probably control them. The stalk seems to be the central hub that let out the signals" he explains. "Also..for the amount of effort to drain them, not even worth being a snack."

Kid nods at the last statement. He says over his brain waves "Well...not that Gorilla city been outed...do you got any thoughts on Grodd?" he wonders. He fidgits a moment.

Twitch has posed:
"That makes sense, I guess. You don't want to mess people up too badly unless they've got it coming," Tyler gestures to the two fellows on the ground with his chop sticks.

"It still seemed impressive to me, what you did to them. I don't know much about how psychic stuff works except that sometimes people talk to me without speaking and they can read my thoughts if they want to." His head nods, "I figured the big stalk was what was controlling the little things. It just kind of makes sense."

And then the question about Grodd gets asked. Tyler has to think on the subject before he lets himself answer, "I can't honestly say. The guy seems pretty tough, taking on those anti-ape terrorists in Ape City, but I don't know enough about him to say anything for sure."

Kid has posed:
"Makes me wonder what controlling the big stalks" Kid admits. He eyes the crooks "Eh, they are just people. They are just like that because i felt like it, no more, no less" he said with indifference, indicating it could have been anyone that would have been unfortante enough to cross his path

"Grodd is...scary. He told me himself...he done some bad things. I am still trying to wrap my head around how the city even came to be." a light shoulder shrug "But...he thinks I am a gorilla of another kind. A kind that...most gorilla rather not have around. Ingrained in them really." he slowed down in his eating "even forbidden."

Twitch has posed:
"Yeah, I never considered if they might have their own thing controlling them. I guess I just thought of each stalk as being on it's own, but if there's a bigger threat out there that's pretty terrifying," Tyler tells Kid with a nod. Then he shrugs, "You should see about feeding off of crooks more often. Help some people out or something, that's probably what I would do if I were in your shoes."

"I don't know what to say, Kid. You seem like a good guy to me. I don't want to see you get caught up in something bad." It's evident that Tyler is concerned by his friend's words. "Why would your kind be forbidden?" And then he lifts his chin, "Do you need any help or anything?"

Kid has posed:
Kid smirks "Cause are 'creator' wanted us to be docile peaceful beings. you got your everday gorilla. Kind, peaceful herbivores, passive and easily controlled...than you got a smaller smaller set of Gorilla like me. Aggressive, dominating, hungry...predatory more or less uncontrollable. According to Grodd, when 'we' were found out...we were put through intense painful 'treatment' to repress that part of ourselves. In some it rages stronger than others"
    He reaches into a bag and pulls out a metal badge, it resembled an angry gorilla with massive canines. It was cool looking sure...but Kid hand was actually shaking. "evidently this badge represent those ones and all of us in one way or another has been instilled with some fear of it...but it supposed to stay a secret that would hopefully die out. Even ma warned me to stay away from them at all costs."
    "Grodd says they are just afraid of what we can do...that we are of a higher calling. To embrace the predators we are." he seemed conflicted "I do not complete understand it"

Twitch has posed:
"Holy crap, that's terrible," Tyler says, shaking his head. "I wouldn't want to see anybody go through some sort of 'treatment' for something that they can't help about themselves."

The kid looks at Kid's badge, quietly studying it. "I'm sorry, man. I don't know what to tell you." There's a frown on his face. "I wish I could do more to help you, but I don't know what to do."

Kid has posed:
"Well, there was something about us being blood thirsty...so mabey understandable? I don't know. But I do not like being caged...even mentally" he says. His hand didn't stop shaking. He slowly put it away and with it, his hand wasn't shaking anymore.

"Grodd says he can teach me. I guess he one of them too. Guess he one of the 'realest' folks I ever met...guess I am afraid of what I may become" he shrugs. "Accepted his offer...but not sure where that is going to lead me. Just nice ta have someone to talk about it with"

Twitch has posed:
"You learned how not to kill or maim people, right?" Tyler asks Kid seriously. "Maybe the others like you could have learned to control themselves without having to be punished."

"It'll be good to have someone that you can learn from, though, right?" he asks. "If you need to talk about it I'm here for you, though. I can see you being worried about working with Grodd."

Kid has posed:
"No. I never learned that. I would say I learned or was learning the opposite of that, considering my...history. Anyways Or that is what the other learned since they are raised within Gorilla city? Clearly they are still around...but hiding?" he looks seriously confused now. "Regardless, aggression apprently a good thing. Grodd was impressed that I took down some of his scientists" a small smile, clearly happy to have someone he may have looked up too approval.

"But aye, it would be good. Still, I am excited" a pause and he punches Tyler in the arm hard enough to bruise though his mental thoughts were friendly "For the record, if you need to talk about anything, I am here too."

Twitch has posed:
"Well, you turned out alright anyway," Tyler tells his friend, reaching over to pat him on the shoulder. "It sucks that they've got to hide, but I understand why they would." Then there's a faint smile, "I'm glad you have someone who appreciates what you can do. You're pretty good at destruction."

When Kid swings at him Tyler lets his buddy hit, knowing it's a friendly gesture. He rubs where he just got whacked, chuckling a little bit. He does get hit pretty regularly. "I appreciate that, dude." Then there's a buzz from his pocket and Tyler pulls out his cell phone to look at it, "Oh damn. I've gotta run, Kid. They're looking for me at school."

Kid has posed:
Kid nods and signs "Alright, get going. Ah better get to the market bin before all the good produce is gone anyways. Who know the world would be so exciting" he signs with a laugh