Intro:

Terror and Plasma were busy plotting out various details of what their next mission would be like. Terror looks exactly like his campus counrterpart, Terasmus. Fat, bulbous body... jelly eyes... but red skinned with black-ish bumps. Plasma, a slimmed down version of Terasmus, was aqua blue with green eyes with yellowish bumps. The two commonly referred to each other as "brother" and "sister". Even though techically both were male. Each stood at 6 feet in height.

Terror, the warrior of the twins and Plasma, the intelligence were almost always inseperable. And why were they around here? Who knows. Not much has been deciphered. But it could be possible that they were genetically engineered clones of the campus bound counterpart. And they were most likely geared for fighting with the ADD.

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Terror says, "Man, this sucks. I need action. Like badly." He gripped a plasma rifle in both hands as he gazes down to it. Plasma was holding a clipboard with various readouts as she peers at her brother and says, "We will get into something soon. Don't worry. I think we may find our opportunity yet." "Good, because I want to bust open some ADD scum with some fun fighting," Terror says nonchalantly.

The two of them stood outside of a compound. Obviously built up by the ADD. Plasma just smirks at Terror and proceeded forward, dabbling with a control console. Trying to break any security code so they could get through any temporal defenses.

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Their plan? To sabotage any going ons within this compound.

The planet? Well... it's a remote star called Auroras Star-7 and most of it's covered in water. There are a few habitable areas. And alot of it has already been discovered by the ADD for quite a good while.

(Ill definitely claim a spot in this one, I just need to grab a few winks first, hehe.)

(Heh... join if you like.)

Terror and Plasma were as naked as they could be. One would wonder how exactly Terror got his weaponry. But Plasma was a skilled inventor and knew how to create and manufacture weapons for her twin to use.

Finally Plasma manages to crack the code and then suddenly...

- Warning... warning... all personnel report to the main computer room immediately... all personnel report to the main computer room immediately. Security is attempting to be breached... -

"Oh shit, now that's just dandy! I bet we are gonna get ADD scum in our faces pretty soon, Terror says as Plasma suddenly brought out a few ion grenades. Tentacles emerges from Terror's back as Plasma tossed three ion grenades to them, then Plasma tossed three plasma rifles up to them.

Each tentacle snagged a grenade and a plasma rifle each as Terror grins then glances over at Plasma, nodding. Then he pats over his flabby gut and says, "Well... I'm ready for action, are you?" "Let's just hope we get to screw around with the ADD. And let's not try to kill them. That'd be too... nasty. I want to fuck one., Plasma says dreamily. Terror smirks and says, "Yeah, you are right. I am getting hard just thinking of that. Maybe we could do that. Just scare the bajeezus out of them."

The two both laugh as they concentrated on the door. Suddenly Terror aims all four plasma rifles he possesses and fires all of them at the door. Nudge nudge creak nudge goes the door. He keeps firing till an explosion is heard then the door is knocked off it's hinges.

Then the both of them started to head inside. Not particularly expecting what was waiting for them. They just wanting to cause some havoc for this place. And possibly bide their time with some of the ADD if any managed to come after them.

(And so it begins!)
There she sat, casually in a tall, slightly futuristic looking chair, gently sipping at a cup of tea. "......" Almost as if she didnt even acknowledge the fact that the alarms were going haywire, the door had been blasted, and two.. Things.. Now stood in the doorway, her eyes remained fixated on the rim of her cup, her legs crossed gently.
"So.." she spoke softly, never once taking her eyes off the gently rippling liquid. "I take it.. That you two are the ones that the agents have been tracking through the grounds.." she said with an almost nihilist demeanor. "You are aware that there are much better ways into a place like this than ransacking the front door, dont you? I truly hope that you didnt think the alarm you tripped moments ago was really what set your positions off." She said with a tauting tone, once again sipping at her tea. "Honestly, you couldnt have thought that with all the barking you dogs did that we wouldnt have prepared." She smirked to herself lightly. "Nono.. I'm sure you expected a good battle when you arrived.. " She shifted herself slightly in her chair, uncrossing and recrossing her legs, her black blades dangling loosely at her sides. "Perhaps.. You came for death?" She questioned cutely, finally taking a moment to gaze at them.

"If you want a battle. Then let's get it on, bitch!," Terror says with a growl. Then he lightly presses a few buttons on the device attached to his wrist. Soon bright energy coalesces around his form as shin and upper leg guards appear, as well a few other interesting pieces of armor start to appear over his body.

"Terror... don't be cocky now. You never know what this girl will do," Plasma says as she follows suit with Terror and dabbles with the thing attached to her wrist as important areas were covered.

Soon the both of them stood in a full battle suit of armor. Even more surprising was the codpiece they wear which were holding their fully erect shafts. Drool was running down Terror's chin as he gazes to the girl, his black jelly eyes wobbling about.

"Nice tits, hoe bag. Maybe after our fight... I can fuck them!," Terror says in a rather sardonistic taunt. Plasma dropped into a defensive stance as a plasma rifle materializes within her hands. She then focuses her green eyes upon the girl and says,"Do know that it is indeed an honor. But we are here for the sole purpose of ransacking the going ons here. So if you'll excuse us. We have no time for silly games."

"Bor-ring! I don't give a shit who you are. I just want to fuck you after we are finished," Terror says in a snarl. He then stood up to his full height, his fat gut bouncing with his movements as his eyes glint with the fire of a "warrior".

"I will take care of business. Terror... you can deal with her. I am gonna explore the place for a moment," Plasma says nonchalantly as she proceeds forward. Terror then nods an affirmative to Plasma as he fixates his gaze back on Quickrose.

"Tell me, miss jiggly boobs. How many times have you been fucked up your pussy or your ass? Huh? Cat got your tongue? If you are a virgin. Then this'll be way more interesting," Terror says as he slowly but surely approaches her.

Plasma proceeded on down the corridor in a rather nonchalant manner, still keeping herself in a defensive stance. Just as a precaution in case she tripped any security trip wires.

"Maybe this'll convince you not to drop a bomb on me," Terror says as a scowl formulates on his face. Then he brings up his plasma rifle, the three tentacles from his back pointing their plasma rifles right at the girl as he says, "I really don't think you want to push me too far, miss tits!"

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Plasma finally made it down the corridor as she glances around. Then she finds a door marked "Computer Room". She then grins evilly as she says, "What fun I'll have when I disable all the security features for this entire place." Then she explodes in laughter as she daftly strides her way in. Then she peers around to find an empty room. She emits a snarl of indignation as she straightens, noticing a computer. It seems to be running a diagnostics scan over the entire facility. Then she says, "Eureka! This is what I'm looking for."

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The three other back tentacles were holding an ion grenade each as they eagerly anticipated throwing them to further scare this girl. He then idly steps back and falls into a battle-ready stance. Then Terror yells, "Okay, miss tits. If you want to dance... then by all means. Let us dance!"

- Warning.... warning... security has been breached. Security has been breached.... all personnel report... *bzzzzt* -

Soon a loud explosion is heard from the computer room. And Plasma emits a cackle as she says with a snarl, "HAHAHA! So pathetic. They couldn't even keep me out of their systems. They obviously don't know true genius."

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Terror emits a roar as he tosses his head back, causing his gut to bounce. Then suddenly he jumps into the air. Rocket boosters propelling him forward as suddenly the three tentacles start to fire the plasma rifles at the girl. Plasma bolts suddenly fly through the air and head straight for the girl as he says, "I want your ass on my cock, yeah. But I want to dance with you first, miss tits."

Then when he lands just mere inches from her. He drops into a roll to the side as one of his tentacles launches one of the ion grenades close to the girl. Then he emits a cackle which sounds very grating and harsh... like claws being drug along a blackboard.

Terror emits a pain-filled roar as he starts to fire wildly. Plasma gasps as she headed out of the room and dashed back towards where she saw Terror and the girl fighting. She then emits a pained whimper as she says, "Terror!"

Then she fixates her gaze upon the girl and says, "You fucking whore! You hurt my brother. I won't tolerate such actions."

Plasma immediately dashed over to her brother as she started to examine the wounds. Terror emits a whimper as he snarls bitterly. Drool flying off his mouth as his tongue suddenly extends out. Launching forward to snag at the girl's ankle. Soon his speech was all garbled and sounded like nothing the girl could decipher as intelligible. Plasma eventually replied in their alien language as her tentacles burst free from the bumps on her back, each was holding a plasma rifle as they started to fire at the girl.

Plasma focused on tending to the wounds as Terror decided to provide her with his sight to help her aim at the girl. Both of the twins were obviously very angry and fuming with a fire that was burning with the intensity of a wild fire.

Both twins emit a giggle as Terror leaps right into the fire, merely just shrugging his way through it as he suddenly aims all four plasma rifles and says with a snarl, "It was all a ruse, bitch! I'm better than ever. Amd I am surely better than you will ever be. So take your cocky self and shove it on my pole."

Plasma leaped back and suddenly drew out a few high tech devices that looked more like land mines. Then she started to toss them at the ground in a few adjacent places in which she thought was a good, potential spot where the girl might decide to land. Then she says with a growl, "You think you are one hot tamale. But... you are just an arrogant hotheaded human. One that deserves to be taught a valuable lesson by us."

Terror then suddenly leaps to the side as he carefully avoiding tripping one of the mines. Then he folds his arms over his chest and lets out a yawn. Then his tentacles continued to fire the plasma rifles, using carefully aimed shots. One managed to nick the girl's leg while another managed to nick at one of the girl's shoulders.

(I hope you can give some minor consent to allow some "battle damage" to occur to your character. I won't outrightly kill her, though. I refuse to do so. I give you my OOC permission to "hurt" but not completely dehabilitate my characters, as well...)