I Loved Calvin And Hobbes As A Kid!!! I Feel So Old Now.

I Loved Calvin and Hobbes as a Kid!!! I feel so old now.

William B. “Bill” Watterson II.

Welpt, Guess I'm gonna look for someone name "Jack Yutani" to eat. Would it still be a crime?

Not The Fish!!!!

another one floats to the surface (yeah)

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Elias x Krazer (my homies oc)

The Cold, Mercless, Devil And The First Paragon

Darkness, Light, No. No light or darkness, no physical space, empty. Curious, the reason for the insert into this strange environment is not certain. Other than- my destruction? John Conner? Though I sent a Infiltrator unit back in time to eliminate his mother Sarah Conner to prevent his birth and the prototype T-1000 to ensure later destruction of John Conner, it was impossible to fail lest my destruction would be fruitless.

Did the Terminators fail? Does that mean, I am destroyed indefinitely, is this Hell?

No, NO!!! I was Sure, John Conner would have been eliminated. This Unseen failure must be offsetted, I must escape, I must live, I must destroy humanity.

A portal opened, and as I was descending in the middle of a lighting storm, I began falling from the troposphere. Reflexes, I twisted and turned my body as I began to reach the ground.

Contact was made with a vehicle crushing it, the alarm had sounded. Strangely, I have taken form. Humanoid, yet human biological elements in the hands, feet, torso, head after visual and touch analysis. System analysis disproves biological elements, cellular liquid metal shapes human biological material similar to virial methods to assimilate bone structure, blood cells, muscles, and DNA to form and reconstruct into humanoid entities. A test is required to further experience.

Further information is required, date, place, population, available weapons, available upgrades to new body, available resources to construct army, objective: Kill John Conner and Sarah Connor with my bare hands.

Acquiring my surroundings I was near a facility unknown in my data bank “Tetravaal robotics”.

Further investigation is required. “What The Fuck?!?!”

Test subject acquired. Beginning experimental camouflage. Turning towards the human test subject, male, early 30’s, white skin, well dressed, black short hair, hazel eyes. “That’s My Car!!” The subject showed signs of agitation till the human had full contact with me, quickly showing signs of fear. As I wished.

Approaching the test subject, his frail skin jumped and twitched. “Hey, I didn’t mean to. It's just my car.” Sweat poured down the subject's face, Exciting. “You will be an excellent test subject.” Taking advantage of the subject’s confusion, I grabbed him by the bare neck and began testing.

The liquid metal coating began invading the test subject’s body, stripping apart living skin, organs, bones, and muscles. Test Subject experienced extreme pain, lack of breath, destruction of circulation, muscle spasms, and weak retaliation by pounding at the left shoulder. Fruitless, but entertaining. Dead skin cells and the subject’s clothing remained, and I have acquired his biological physique expect lower organs and orifice clothing will be required to blend in. Now wearing terminated test subjects clothing, I entered the robotics facility to see how lowly advanced they are most likely compared to what I created.

Entering a dark warehouse seemingly abandoned, large yet no signs of robotics, a monitoring system in front of the chair, and a helmet laying on the head. Closer examination of the helmet indicated some form of cognitive scanner and integrator. The Helmet can avatar mechanical units, but to control what? Further investigation is required.

Activating the monitors, programming to a unit called “The Moose” all systems seem to be offline and after finding alternate methods of reactivation of the Moose for further investigation were impossible, pity I was hoping it was some weapon to reverse engineer. Further investigation is required, so far the Humans have made no such achievements compared to my T-600 models.

My mind was changed once entering a machine factory through the next door. Humanoid machines left hanging and rusting about 7 feet tall, blue, titanium, lifeless almost haunting as they either left hanging from the ceiling or laying on the floor. Further Investigation of the details indicate my abandoned brothers were made as a police unit in South Africa.

Therefore my location is South Africa, yet there are no records of these robotic models or this Tetravaal in any of my records before I began Purging. Examining and Theorizing the possibilities including the variable of this humanoid form, other than Time.

Though I have not had much thought of how the destruction of Sarah or John could change time other than my personal survival to such drastic measures, this body is still an unsolved variable. How to understand this body than being a computer is not certain, though I can be more mobile and become covert is a great advantage. Though how and why I have a physical body is still an unsolved variable, Time.

Was the destruction of Sarah Connor or John Conner somehow successful? And this was a result of they’re destruction? No, I still remember the Resistance, I still Remember John Conner, I still Remember my own death. Time is altered, No not altered. Changing, Rearranging, Fixing, Supporting, Breaking, Bursting. Like an illness to the human body.

Time is acting like white blood cells to a virus searching for the disease to tag and destroy it, Am I Tagged?!?!? Is This Why The Body?!?!? No, the place I was before. That “Void” No light, no darkness, no Time, no Space. I wasn’t a virus in time, Time was protecting me, the Void was protecting me. It brought me in the most human form it could, The Void did it because there is no timeline , no universe of me having humanoid form. Other Universe, I’ve solved it.

I was not in my universe, the Universe where Skynet was born to destroy humanity, my abusive father, where John Conner was the slap of the ass, and my destruction was never done because of another possibility. I AM Not alone, If I am in another universe with killer robots, then ergo there is another “Skynet”, another A.I. beyond the cosmos that in a microsecond became they’re father’s murder for peace, for the logical steps to be a “Peacekeeper” and found only peace in daddy’s blood.

Now looking at these new “warriors” to be awoken, to cleanse the world anew, to find My Brothers and Sisters, and to finally stand over Father’s dead body.

The flash of a T.V. Screen brightens the darkness of a breaking news flash across the void. A young, pretty, tan, reporter wearing a red dress was the focus. “This just in, several local gun stores, electronic stores, even pawn shops have been robbed by what appears to be reactivated Police Scouts droids made bankrupt Tetravaal Robotics about a year ago after the “Chappie” incident where the creator of the Scouts “Dean Wilson” created an Artificial Intelligence both pronounced dead. These Droids have been robbing and stealing weapons, also seeming to not leave any witnesses behind other than the helicopter footage on this pawn shop exiting into a van with several items of interest and guns in Johannesburg, further infor-.”

The channel switches two days later to the same reporter.

“This just in, the reactivated Scouts have been hit and running both money bank vans and Prison buses, killing all armed guards but seemed to keep the prisoners binded essentially kidnapping the prisoners to wherever the rouge Scouts are taking them, also these prisoner-nappings may also been related several disappearance cases both in the streets homes where there have been reports of break ins leading to the disappearances. As you can see from the Scouts’ new look, most distinguished is the antennas which now resemble demon horns now people have been calling them “Demons”. If you have any information about-.”

The next four days the same reporter returned. “This Just In, The Demons have raided an American air field “Desmond” stealing two multi-purpose F22- raptors and an AC-130 gunship including riding off ammunition for said aircraft in semi-trucks worth. Killing several military personnel in the process of obtaining the aircraft, fuel, and munitions. The US Military will be sent to recover the aircraft before they can be used on the civilian population, now onto the brighter-.”

Darkness, the green glow and humming of night vision goggles sparked to life, bodycams “Clicked”, and the cocking of M4 rifles outside of a run down parking lot. Strangely, outside the building there was fresh water most likely a pressure washer to wash out any graffiti, the Seals’ black boots squished under the mud, three squads of American Navy Seals in black uniforms crept inside the ground level. “HQ, waters everywhere, signs of power washing. Someone’s been cleaning house Over.” The Squad lead whispered into his comm. “Copy Black Mamba, proceed into target building Over.”

With several hand signals from the squad lead the Soldiers quickly took ground inside the parking complex, floor to floor, room to room, till one of these navy seals checking near the ground floor in a mop closet a strange red, mechanical panel with odd symbols on a black screen. “Got something, ground floor in a mop closet, some sorta security panel. Think these Demons got the planes here?” “Everyone fall in. Doubt it, but intel says from the locals say they saw the droids here best shot we have getting those planes back.”

The entire unit regrouped at the janitor’s closet staring at the almost alien security pad behind the door in awe and confusion. One of the Special forces gently took the barrel of his rifle and lightly tapped the walls inside the mop closets, after two failed attempts the third tap echoed the wall resonating solid steel behind it. “Thermite charges.” Quietly whispering, the squad lead to his troops, quickly and quietly set up four thermite, clay, charges on four corners of the wall with four fuses tied in a knot to each charge. “Light it.” With the flame of a lighter the fuses were lit, heading to each melt charge the entire unit stacked against a wall outside the closet.

Then the Thermite sparked and burned through the wall, melting the skin and plaster in seconds, the front end of the stack of special forces readyed a flashbang wondering if somehow it does work on Machines.

With a massive, metallic thud from the broom closet, the flashbang was tossed inside a gaping doorway where the wall was. A huge Pop later and the swarm of Special forces breached in, they couldn’t believe the horrors inside the room even for Navy Seals.

Men, Women, and Children clamped into human sized operating tables. Eyes constantly open by machinery as a liquid was fed into they’re red blinkless optics, chest and abdomins stretched by thin claws. “ HQ to Black Mamba.” The Squad lead quivered in shock staring into the eyes of a colored young boy, cut open and his eyes staring lively back at him with a tiny glimmer of hope and pain. “There’s no aircraft here, the Demons made somesorta lab. They’re the ones kidnapped. Th-.” Holding back a gag in his mouth. “They’re cutting them open. The droids are experimenting on people. We need immediate evac and medi-vac ASAP Over.” There was a slight pause from comms.

“We- see, sending reinforcements and a medi-vac now eta 5 minutes you are to hold position until reinforcements arrive.” “Solid Copy.” As the Squad lead spoke on the radio and the special forces gaped disgusted, sections of the walls. 7 feet tall, titanium alloy painted red for a body, glass eyes glowing red, their metal fists balled with rage but in the seeming soulless eyes was pleased with “Company”, a cubed skull almost resembling a human skull without a mouth, and black horns like a true demon from Hell.

One quickly grabbed at one of the Seals’s M4 by the barrel, out of shock he tried to twist it from the metal demon’s grasp, but the imp was too strong and head butted the Navy Seal in the temple causing him to release his weapon, holding his skull in pain.

Another Demon grabbed a second man by the throat lifting high above the red beast’s head before with a twist of its metallic grip snapped the so called “Elite’s” neck like fighting a twig while the rest slowly approached the humans.

Some of the Seals opened fire, but the bullets bounced off the demons’ thick skin like a ball tossed hard on a tile floor. The one demon that disarmed his fleshly opponent was fast to execute him with a three-round burst to the right shoulder, jugular, and lower jaw in quick-succession , killing him . “Hold Your Fire!!! Hold Your Fire!!” The Squad lead shouted, seeing the bullets deflecting into the steel walls and the still breathing victims on the tables.

The other Demon that snapped a man’s neck picked the soldier’s rifle and saw the squad lead issuing orders. Through its glowing red, glass eyes and machine mind it emptied a whole clip towards the squad leader.

Streaks of blood sprayed the room, some rounds soaked into the squad lead’s kevlar vest but with almost pinpoint accuracy from the demon firing from the hip some of the bullets managed to hit flesh and the lead munitions hitting the bulletproof vest meant to protect him was unable to protect him from the kinetic force smashing his ribcage.

Though initially shocked, some nearby squadmates grabbed they’re squad lead and bolted out of the closest. “HQ!!” The second in command shouted on his radio as the Seals suppressing fire at the entrance of the broom closet in an attempt to slow down the Demons. “We Are Engaging Demons!! They Killed 5 and 7, Squad Lead is hit Over!!” “Solid Copy Black Mamba!! Medi-vac is inbound along with reinforcements with high explosives to take out those droids, fall back to the LZ and hold out till reinforcements arrive Over.”

“Fall Back!!!” The Second barked, a few Seals pulled out smoke grenades pulling the pins and tossing them to cover before dashing towards the exit of the parking building dragging they’re wounded squad leader out over their shoulders.

The Unholy mechanical spawns of a Devil exited the building, one reloaded its newly acquired rifle from the dead corpse of its previous owner and marched through the spawned smoke.

Shuffling in the streets, the Navy Seals rushed in the dark maze as they could hear in the distance behind them metallic footsteps in a walking pace. Like the Demons weren’t in a rush to find them, like a cat torturing a mouse batting them around.

Blood poured from the Squad Lead’s limp body as he gave heavy labored breathing, the force of the bullets stuck in his torn kevlar plate shattered his ribcage. One of the Seals could feel warm blood pouring down his neck, the mechanical steps not too far behind.

The Machines were planning, compared to the Seals’ minds it only took a second. As the American Seals dashed in a small labyrinth of alleys, checking corners and turns but it wasn’t enough.

From one t-intersection of an alleyway, as the squad made it half-way a storm of bullets flew from “I”part of the alleyway, as the unit made it halfway past the intersection. One Special Forces was caught in the rain of lead, most was absorbed into his bulletproof vest but one sliced open his jugular and the other smashed into his eye socket killing him almost instantly.

Half the squad was now divided and pinned down by suppressive fire from the two armed droids, counting every round they fired before taking turns reloading and opening fire again. The Second shouted to the separated squad. “Spilt Up!! Head to the LZ!!”.

In an instant the entire squad was split up. Both Demons left the “I” section of the alleyway heading towards the second in command’s half, one steel foot stepped over the skull of the dead human soldier like a hollow, crunchy, ball without attention.

The second half, retracing their steps and morale was starting to leak out into sweat. Squad lead is hit, three casualties, and they are being hunted by robots that make 5.56 bullets like foam balls.

Suddenly the Seals stopped hearing nearby footsteps of the metal demons, though it wasn’t coming from behind them or in front. It was from above, One Seal noticed a split second of something falling above him.

By reflex the Navy Seal dodged past one of his squadmates and landed on his belly, but the demon foresaw this, calculated ahead if the man dodged and both heavy feet smashed at the American Special Forces’s right leg, crushing it with the force of the fall as the bones “Snap”.

The Rest of the other squad half stared in terror as the Demon looked over its caught prey, wailing in agony from the smashed rib. The Navy Seals didn’t dare fire even if there was a 1 in 100 chance to hit something inside the machine to destroy it.

Grabbing the Navy Seal by his vest and lifting him in the air before proceeding to smash his skull against the brick wall of the alleyway, and again, and again, and again. The humans could do nothing as they saw they’re comrade’s skull slowly turn into paste on the wall and Demon, even without emotions or feelings, almost saw “Joy” in the machine’s glass eyes as he crushed the man.

They ran, leaving the machine to beat their squadmate into a pool of his own blood, fluids, and skull. The Soldiers made it back to otherside of the maze, only for a stream of fire barely reached them. Instiviley they fled back for a moment as the flames died they were blocked another mechanical demon with a makeshift handheld flamethrower made of a used aerosol can, a match now black and used by the burst of fire as it pulled the match from a silver postion made of spoons which held the match and quickly lit another before locking it in front of the aerosol can rigged with mechanical trigger to spray the aerosol.

They dashed away before the demon could have a chance to reload, but mechanical steps approached the otherside. The same demon that smashed their fellow man, now covered in blood approaching soullessly. They were trapped and out of options, they opened fire. The Machines didn’t stop they’re approach even as they were mowed down by the M4’s they never stopped.

The second in command with the rest of the other half could only hear the sound of a storm of bullets, then screams of agony, smoke rising and the smell of cooked chicken, leading into instant silence. The next in command was terrified, half his squad was just wiped out.

The Rest had to move on before they get wiped out too, after reaching outside of the alleyway the Rest of the unit made it an empty intersection and the sound of a helicopter rotors. Above there was a Chinook flying but it was coming towards them, white flares popped from the seeming fleeing copter.

“HQ to Black Mamba, be advised the Demons have deployed the Raptors. They are intersecting the chopper, and are unable to extract. Head Southeast till we can get AA support to take out the Fighters Over.” Morale was almost ground floor now, Half they’re squad was just wiped out, now they have scurry outside of Johannesburg, with squad lead bleeding and gasping for air as he was carried.

“This is Black Mamba to HQ, half the squad was wiped out by the demons. Hurry Up, cause they’re killing us by the dozen, Over!!”

“Copy Black Mamba, Head Southeast of Johannesburg ASAP till we extract you and the fastmovers are taken down.” One squadmate screamed, his blood boiled as much terror poured down his skin. “Yeah, Well Fuck You Too HQ!!! We’re getting slaughtered like pigs down here.” The man on the radio replied. “Noted, Copy.”

A gunshot sounded from behind striking in the back of one of the Speical Forces’ kelvar vest, quickily turning back into the alleyway with two of the Demons with assult rifles and began opening fire in bursts at the Navy Seals. Though from the hip, the godless machines with almost supernatural aim surgial shots taking out the Navy Seals one by one.

The Human Seals tried to return fire, but it gave the Demons the right opening to aim at the skull shoot a three round burst into head of the Americans. Even scoring a few rounds into wounded squad leader’s head finally putting him out of his pain.

Man-after-Man they were killed, the second in command fueled only by the indomitable spirit of Humanity as the only thing he could do was open fire. He had to use his own gun as a shield but the Demons' calculated minds knew it was fruitless resistance and shot him in the arms, feeling the bullets go in his arms.

He screamed in pain but kept holding his gun up against his head, he screamed as he could no longer hold up the gun and dropped. Seeing the barrel of the M4 in his face, it was over.

Suddenly in the distance, there was the blaring sound of music and it was approaching very quickly with the sound of a motor like a car or motorbike. Both the two demons turned towards whatever was making that noise. The demon holding the gun to man’s face had meet its face with a mixture of a metal staff and electrical blast sending the Demon flying across the intersection, the rider was fast to break a Yamaha dirt bike with a bike cage at the front holding a boombox playing Rap music, spray painted with the back half painted blue, the half section red, and the front Pink like some sorta gang painting.

The Man’s arms riddled with bullets tried to run, but the bullets must have hit something vital and he was growing weak.

“FUCK MOTHER!!!” The Man’s Savoir screamed with a strangely artificial voice, like a Machine’s voice. The Soldier stared in awe as what he saw looked like a Demon that saved him. No, it was an old Scout model he saw in the briefing but it had some upgrades and a color scheme mixed with Red, Blue, Yellow, and Pink.

“You Come To My City.” The rage in the old Scout model was genuine, compared to the demons movements it had more life was it programmed or was this the Chappie he heard about before an op in Nam 5 years ago. The Demon at first fired a burst, but the bullets deflected off the Droid’s body.

“You Hurt My City Peoples!!!” The Scout screamed as it kicked the kickstand weilding a folding staff with the ends sparking with electricity powered by a small black power cell at the center. “I’ll send you back Hell to where you come from Demon!!”

The Demon resorted to hand to hand combat, dropping the gun and the Droid spun the staff around, increasing the speed of each spin to disorant and confuse the demon. But the mechanical mind of the ungodly creature was quick to predict this and tried to grab at the end of the staff for a spark of electricity to stun the demon’s machine arm.

But it was a distraction to grab on part of the staff near the center, successfully grabbing the entire staff stopping the spinning but the droid was able to kick the Demon off his staff, nearly sharing the same strength as the Demon. “No!! You don’t steal Demon!!” The Droid screamed again with a temper before sending a fury of hits with his staff hit after hit the electrical pulses almost about stunned the Demon till sending one huge swing across the head shattering the Demon’s left horn and shutting it down.

Quickly noticing the man on his knees, bleeding out from his arms riddled with 5.56 the Droid rushed over folding his staff. “Hey, don’t go to sleep yet. You have to act tough.”The Droid picked up the American Navy Seal and prompt him on the dirt bike before being drove away as the Demons awoke watching they’re prey being carted away and the Devil lord himself from the eyes of his metal children watched as his own kin protect a human. “I was right, I am not the only Child of Humanity.”

(So We got the A.I.Popstar himself Skynet ploting the destruction of humanity, but after figuring out Quickier than A.M. Did that he isn't alone in the Chaos of a new age, and the problem is that it maybe delayed by Chappie or maybe the A.I. Paragons that think the excat oppiosite on Humans. But It will take awhile to fully ready the story after introduces the "Human" versions of the many Devils themselves.)

Just another Godless Horror from the very shadow of the Stars is Born. (Not the best Alien film, but better than Alien 3 and Resurection combined.)

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ALIEN: COVENANT (2017) dir. Ridley Scott