<strong>-- Explorator Thraxius --</strong>(http://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=103946.msg4515299#msg4515299)<br/><hr/><br/>"With<em>pleasure</em>, esteemed Navigator," Thraxius rumbled, riding the black waves of her fury and coasting towards the source of their mutual disdain.  As he went the woman's visions stripped the tanned flesh from his body, revealing the cold certainty of metal beneath.  His left arm wrenched free, steel tendrils and plating weaving out from the stump and forging a cudgel of an arm.  The jaw was the next to go, removed with surgical precision and rotting away to nothing.  The techpriest's eyes boiled to steam in their sockets, his intestines rolled out of him like an ugly pink serpent, replaced by the comforting electric glow of a winding Potentia Coil.<br/><br/>By the time his hands found their prize, Thraxius stood in all his unnatural glory, crimson robes sloughing off his metallic hide like fog.  His fingers compressed the boundless energy of the hateful spirit until it resembled a youthful neck, and with all the might of a dyed-in-the-wool zealot he throttled it until it submitted to his will.<br/><br/><em>"You are Machine, a thus deserving of my respect, but you are still nothing more than a tool to be used by Man.   Serve well, and that black pit you call a soul may be redeemed in His cleansing light."</em>His bulging cameras narrowed to fierce slits, and his voice cut the air like a blade.<em>"Serve poorly, and your very memory shall be stricken from this universe.  Hone your hatred, your bloodlust, and focus it on our enemies alone, or we will return and teach you another lesson in humility."</em><br/><br/><strong>[Tech Use] 9/64 (http://elliquiy.com/forums/dicebot.php?r=27229)</strong><br/>