Dyo-43 ooc: This is the first thread with DragMES i started in awhile. YAY! Go Machine guy! DragMES slowly wandered throgh the vast desert as he had for the past 2 weeks. Luckly his advanced hunting skills came in hand. But he had lost all purpose since the Lost is no more. He just...didnt know what to do now. So all he did was wander now, but it was so boring. He would have the occasional encounter with someone who asked things about him and it was the same story he told. Then when he would try to ask the person about them, they would be gone. He was for their entertainment, still a machine to serve. To serve their boring lives and make them feel better. Yet he held his tounge about it. He wasnt one to retailate against that. His programming told him to serve them. And since he had no REAL master, everyone was his master. He growled lowly at the thought of that damn overheated CPU in his head. He still needed to upgrade its cooling unit. It was always running during the day in this desert. Yet at night it would be so cold it almost needed a heating unit. His hyrdolics began to dry up again and he sat down for a brief moment on a sand dune, looking about. "Damn Desert" the voice resonator emitted out of his throat.
<span style='width:100%;font-weight:bold; font-size:10px'>Out of Character</span> <table class='ooc'><tr><td>Who:Renoko 'Veja Eka' Weee, my first thread with Renny</td></tr></table> Ren was whirling in flight through the sky at an amazing rate of speed. Something that would make some professional fliers jelous. One of his happy moments, was, little know to him, going to end in minutes. Loops, spins, zigs, zags, he did all sorts of tricks, the hot desert sun did little to affect the young khell as he sky danced. Tried to his back was a painted purple and black, acoustic guitar, he was on his way to a quiet place for practice, but heard that there were many bones to find in the desert, and flew here. Ren wasn't one to be wrong about how he felt when he felt it. Or, so he thought, Ren was never one to keep occupied on one subject long. As he looped and swirled, a shiny object caught his attention, "<span style='color:red'>So pretty</span>" he muttered stopping in mid flight, including his wings. With a single yelp, he tried to get in the air as soon as he fell, but all he did was aim himself for the ever growing 'shiny object'. He closed his eyes, preparing to crash, which he did. He now had a rather large lump on his head, and a swelling of self deprecation. He growled at himself angrily, and hit himself over the head with a paw, cause more pain. He finally took that time to look at what he flew into, and froze. Whatever it was, it was probably pissed, and it was going to kill him. He wimpered, and stepped back a little. This thing gave him an impending sense of doom... Acually, poor Ren didn't understand he was probably jumping to conclusions to fast.
DragMES growled lowly at the arden that ran into him. But weighing almost a ton he was almost unmoved. The sand though being so...moveable he was moved alittle bit, relising that the arden who ran into him, seemed rather frightened. He watched the arden for a moment before saying. "Are you okay?" his normal eye fixed upon the arden with interest. His razor lined mouth twisting into a slight smile. Finally he was getting a distraction from the boredom of life he now had. But most likley it would be a brief distraction, it would only be a matter of time till the arden had his fill of this abomination and went on his time, leaving DragMES to his boring life.
He blinked when he spoke. When he spoke two questions fromhis past echoed in his mind, "<span style='color:red'>Who are you and what in Fromnia's name are you doing here?</span>" he shook his head, clearing his mind from it and asked, "<span style='color:red'>What is your name?</span>" Words echoed across his small cranium, giving him new thought, and old memories, but why now, he had never met this....'thing', guy, 'dragon, person? He couldgo on forever trying to think of what Drag was. He felt stupid at the moment, he might have insulted 'it'. Ren still was dumbfounded a bit by how 'nice' it seemed to him, being a confusing matter, he shoved it away, and sat down in the sand, still stairing.
DragMES growled at the sudden questioning. "I asked you a question first, arden. You answer first." he had stood now on his hydrolic controlled legs. "I find it rude, that after you run into me and disturb me that you start interrogating me." His head tilted slightly in a questioning way. His normal eye fixed on the arden as he began to pace around him. "But I am, what I am. Thats all i can tell you." he began to froth slightly at the mouth in the heat as his cpu began to buzz again. The Yellow froth dripping out of his disgusting mouth and falling to the sand, evaporating instantly yet still leaving an interesting scent of rotting meat from recent prey and also the bad breath of a creature that is unable to brush his teeh.
Ren blinked, the...'thing' had a point. "<span style='color:red'>I'm fine, if I were injured do you think I would just stand here?</span>" he snapped, suddenly angry. But when Drag began to foam, and it smelled bad no less, Ren wrinkled his nose in disgust. He stepped away from the nasty smelling patch of sand that was seeping into the ground to kill seeds most likely. He twitched, it was overpowering to his poor nose. But to him, nothing is as bad as it seems. Or so all 'dragons think. Or maybe Ren was bad at philosiphies. Who knows, Ren was seventeen, and who knows how onld Drag was. Well, maybe some people know, but Ren doesn't. That's not the point though. "<span style='color:red'>Well, stop me now if you still have a question to answer.</span>" he said, sitting down on the sand.
Drag was silent for a moment before making a large breath, smelling the area nearby with his powerful nostrils and his voice resonator sounded "Go ahead arden" his frothing stopped as his mouth twisted into a toothy grin. "Ask me what ever you so wish and I will try to give you a decent answer or...I could lie if so wanted"
