08/05/02

_Guyver_within the temptations of temporal abnormalities, lies a warrior dead for ages, yet forced to cope with the brutalities of life through an eternity... he is the guyver, a one man army.. the ultimate war machine, born and bred to kill.. he stands with a parallelogram of time, perched aloof far from the normality of general space, within the comforting embrace of true hyper space... eyes open wide to reveal a cataclysm of navy hues, swirling about his stationary form.. each parchment of new blue, enveloping his form fully until he is nothing more then this hinted texture of blue energy... his eyes close once more, there tiny slits not liking the visualizations of immortality, or much less mortality itself within this complex of circumstance... his fingers grope his exterior form, mining the complexities of biomechanical structure, the mesh which is his armor itself.. a somber sigh escapes his exasperated lips, under a charade of humanity that is the Guyver. fingers ponder over structure so advanced that gods themselves branded it into being, creators non the less... ocular ridges compress as thought escape the perception of higher thought process... fingers return to stationary positions, orbiting around his exterior form as though satellites of a far off world.. limbs of flesh that serve as arms and legs, floating tediously about his solid form.. hues of complex hyper dimensional energies invigorating his entire being with there supplemental energies... a neck tilts down to view upon a structure with powers so far beyond the normal, they control particles of graviton.. thought persuade conscious thought into being, as the brain like ornamentation of the control medallion begins to force a tiny orb into renewal.. a spherical instrument, located within the center of his waist, flashes on and off a few times as it begin to manipulate the gravimetric masses of other like graviton fields in the area, thus warping the fragments of his current hyper space, into congruent applications of an event horizon, one tuned for the very location of ayenee. a tiny external dimension gap forms before the body of the guyver.. a partial obscurity within the very fabric of space, warping his hyper dimensional coordinates and causing travesties of the abnormal space..

 
_Guyver_ .. the congruent hues of navy and blue begin to forceful push their way through this extra-dimensional barrier so that they too main join the guyver in his quest .. a simple unit pushes forward, flailing his arms so that they aid his pursuit of the temporal construct present before him... he enters its mass and is fluttered away through transportations of warp hole like transit.. as this occurs, a fragmented portion of normal space, somewhere within the vicinity of the tavern, begins to appear, creating a like event horizon for this linear space.. a portal non the less has granted him dominion within this tiny parcel of normality .. he is home again.. within this same instant of time he forces a few digits into the aether of Jacamus.. the biomesh armored phalanges scraping against the variance in temporal translation.. little sparks of commuted hyper dimensional energy, fluxing around his inquisitive fingers as he probes openly outward. digits are soon aided by the an outstretched arm .. each sectioned mass of bio armor entering the complexities of normal space, through this temporal translation of mass. the hyper dimensional energy still adding to the fluctuations of hue within his entering form... shoulders appear as the event horizon increases its grasp on this temporal construct of Jacamus-Prime.. a single alternate out of trillions, yet matched too by temporal signatures borrowed from past journeys ... eyes flare through the construct of event horizon, as the tiny slits open wide. their blue porous centers seeming to be aided by the outstretched ocular ridges.. another spherical medallion joining the rest of the flesh as the control medallion is allowed entry into this dimension.. the rest of his mass follows as only a leg protrudes into the abnormal construct of true hyper space.. it dips openly outward .. then suddenly in a blue flash of light that covers the entire room in a brilliant display of photonic manipulation, the portal closes and the event horizon returns each gravimetric field that was misplaced, to its proper position in space.. the eyes contract along with the ocular ridges.. open palms falling to formation of fist, as his neck swivel too and fro in an attempt to gain a better barring on his current place in space.

_Guyver_standing there wondering what the fuck is going on... He lifted his head looking up to the heavens, pondering what the hell he was going to do next... Okay this is going to be fucking fun, gotta find something to fucking do in this pathetic little place called Jester's Forest, another guyver perhaps... Yeah, those are always fucking fun, something to do even when there is nothing to fucking do..

TheGuyver He looks about the dense forest admiring the few seconds of peace that isnít so plentiful in his life as he intakes a deep breathe of air...he stumbles across what it seems like yet another guyver as to his amazement it was turning his head to the left and then to the right as if dumbfounded.....

_Guyver_ alright so this was turning out to be one of those days, how often did you see a guyver in these parts, and now there was two? holy shit what the fuck was going on here, some type of guyver convention or something on an extra dimensional level.. "Hey Whore, Iím Guyver, whatís your name?" was the question pressed from the unitís sonic oscillators as he stood within stance, slightly shaken, not stirred...

TheGuyver He turns his head back upright as he begins to look himself over...He sees that they are both the same like this wasnít no biggie to him picking up the faint dismal conversation from the other Guyver "Whore? Bah you must be mistaken I'm your dady" as a faint echo fallows the end of the sentence...

_Guyver_ shivers within the reflection of this conscious moment.. oh fuck this must be his long lost dod-dy or something... this was some freaking weird shit... Guyver stepped forward a hair, lowering those outstretched digits, and then allowing them to slump near his side as he tried to make sense of this very awesome news.. "Youíre.. Youíre.. my Dod-Dy?... that some kind of weird perverted fruit fly or something..?" and the insults were to follow..

TheGuyver He chuckles slightly over the conversation that has been taking part between the both of these Guyvers replying "Hell no I'm not your daddy" looking him over once more saying "You too oogly to be my kid" fallowed by a slight chuckle.

_Guyver_ shook his head taking a step back and grappling to a near by tree.. what a fucking sight.. this fucking thing was some kind of weird perverted fruit fly, and there was nothing Guyver could do about it.. ah fuck what was next an anal rape.."Yo dude, I donít float that way, like back the fuck up before I put my foot up your ass." a rethinking of past statements leads to a change of approach within reply.. "Eh, fuck dat' like nix the foot in ass thing, wouldnít want you getting off on it or anything.." feet persisted backward, pressing firmly within root of massive oaken surface?

TheGuyver He takes a step back eyeing this crazed thing "You my friend are one sick puppy" chuckling slightly saying "Besides what makes you think you'd be able to get that foot anywhere up my ass without me twisting it off and shoving it down your throat? You can clearly see it says exit only."

_Guyver_ fingers pressed firmly forward into the oaken surface, slice inwards and draw upwards as the guyver proceeds to climb the fucking tree.. this homo sexual unit was really eaking him out.. something had to be done,. but risk fighting the gay guyver, or flee? flee perhaps would be the best choice in this matter, for any other could mean anal penetrations..."Dude, like I don want you to ram anything down your throat... nor you mine.. so like just back the fuck up before... " oh yeah that faggot thing again.. "Eh like just donít come any closer or Ill get my homo spray out on you, 100 percent guarantee to ward off the faggot guyver kind.."

TheGuyver He watches as this unit climbs the tree as he fallows ever movement as he now watches vigilently watches him shaking his head slightly "Alright man I'm not gay for fucking sake now you stop that shit" chuckling slightly "Oh and by the way I'm not going to get near you... too uncivil for me" shrugging...

_Guyver_ twitched within stance, springing further up into the branches of the tree, trying to find a way to get the fuck away from this homo like unit... this was fucking too weird... the only other guyver in the realm and it had to be queer.. what was this day and age coming too.... it persisted, telling him otherwise, but he sure as shootin' knew this fucking whore was coming onto him.. it was just waiting for the right moment to shove a high frequency penis up his ass... shivers and shake proceeded henceforth... "Eh sure youíre not.. I believe you... " a pause.. "NOT!!!" he shook his head vigorously.. " I aint coming the fuck down whore, not by the organics on my chinny chin chin.."

TheGuyver This unit was really beginning to be making a big ass of itself feeling that he would never get a civil conversation going seeing that the person residing within the unit must have a mind of a child chuckling slightly "Alright then fine.. fine BE THAT WAY!" he slowly turns around and begins to make his way back into the forest not having anything to do with this asinine unit any further...

_Guyver_ err like yeah and shit..this was too fucking weird.. an open invitation on the queer Guyvers parts.. he must have wanted it up the ass or something... guyver leapt from the tree and threw a few portions of mass through the power amplifiers to a forward portion of his form, thus enough to increase mass proportions to an amount equal enough to give him the force to make it to some form of tavern door... on the way he lowered a leg and allowed it to press to lame fucks, rather the other units, right shoulder, at which point he would press downwards and bound further forward in the direction of the door, slinging his right shoulder forward to carry the momentum of his current leap, and thusly shatter through the door, answering some helpless plea...

TheGuyver He begins to make his way deeper into the forest his hyper sensors actively moving up along their tracks pick up the other unit moving towards him not wanting to have anything further to do with him seeing how much of a bitch he really is as he quickly moves his right shoulder forward barely missing the attempted shove from him...He grunts angrily as this somewhat pisses him off invading his personal space and would other way violate him...

_Guyver_ :err so like he wouldnít have hit the damn door if the other damn unit moves.. so this is going to fucking suck.. stumbling within stance the unit slid forward within the heavens, falling face first into the earthen surface presented before him... hands flung forward trying to catch the off guard falter before such an act would occur, but to no avail.. his face plummeted within the soil.. fingers gripping into the dirt as he pushed himself from the surface of the earth, and looked over to the other unit.. "What the fuck was that about, pissed because you didnít get any ass... Speaking of which, shifted within his fallen stance, pointing his ass away from TheGuyver.."Yeah I know what youíre thinking... But get those dirty thoughts out of your ugly skull, we got work to do..." he stood to his feet now, dusting off a few specs of dirt which had collaborated due to his past fall.. eyes downcast lift and point in the general direction of the Guyver.. "We should like join forces or something.." he took a step in the direction of the unit, reaching out with his left hand and placing it to the right shoulder of the other unit.. pointing with his right hand out into the heavens as though to inspire grandness.. "You and me, we could rule this world.. Gods in our own right... " phalanges fell from the skies, as the right hand rested on his hip...
_Guyver_ says, "So what do ya' say?"

TheGuyver He watches as this failed attempt to shove him proved his fellow wrong seeing him plumet into the earthen surface before him seeing a small cloud of dust arise into the air around him seeing that he has fallen his hyper sensors jolt as more information on the event was being relayed to him....He comes to a stop as he watches the unit throw himself up onto his feet as what it seems to be madness surging throughout his body "Hey, I wasnít thinking nothing I was just wanting to get away from you and what do you mean we got work to do? Judging of your previous attitude why would I want to work with you?" as a slight chuckle etches forth "But the sounds of this.... gos thing? It seems pretty interesting that we are the only two, there surely will be other."

_Guyver_ chuckled nodding his head to the simple words spoken here on this day.... if he could grin damn would he being doing so right now.. fingers knelt pressed to the other guyvers organically armored flesh... persistence would pay off... sure this unit was a homo queer like unit, but this could be fun.. just think of it such power within two beings.. though he was right.. if two units had already wound up in this fucked off place, why the fuck wouldnít there be more... the unit knelt his head, allowing the second layer of the control medallion to pulse a few times before continuing on in his statement.. "Others... Of course... We could form some kind of a fucked off team... Though no more homo sexual unit's, deal?"

TheGuyver He shakes his head seeing that this unit surely does have a good sense of humor laughing of the tails of no more homophobic units knowing of course he wasnít gay picking up the thought of if he ignores it, it will go away sort of thing being pretty fucked up at this point as he says "Hmmmm... sounds good to me I'm sure we could put together some sort of rag tag team...

_Guyver_ eyes gather over the possible implications of such repose within two likened units... standards, gotta be standards.. the unit, known as Guyver, shook his head.. was the true beast within this too confined of forest scape, the master of every reality he set foot in, a true Guyver, one of the out of control... at least know he wouldnít have to worry about those damn bio titans.. he lifted his gaze, allowing the hand, which was once place within stead to shoulder region, to fall and shift within stance, formatted to his physical visage and pressed before his chest.. a step back he took, approaching speech in more a manner befitting to guyver kind.. (( And we should call this fucked off bunch, The Guyver Strike Force, Just cause it sounds all warm and fuzzy like... ya know, like ya' queer ass...))

TheGuyver He chuckles once more hearing the dismal comment echo outward from this unit beside him (( Well the name seems fitting but what are we striking? and would you please stop calling me that its getting real annoying to me because you are speaking false hoods )) his control medal slowly begins to release neon blue hues into a small region of space before him saying once more (( So... what would out first order of business be anyway? ))

GuyverInsanity A sudden rush of wind erupts beyond the trees a few clicks away from the other individuals. A vicious howl is then heard echoing through the limbs, as a rapid pulse of 2 lights are emitted from beyond the reaper like shadows. Though, they disappear, almost looking as if to take flight. Nothing in human capacity could do this unless of not human nature. A sudden glint of green flickers upon the surface of his figure, as this strange being falls towards the ground. A laughter, a insane laugh is pitched high. The figure lands hard, the earth beneath him caving inwards, as he kneels to absorb the impact. (( Come now, who would start the party with out me? ))

_Guyver_ raising up on his tippy toes he looks past the one known as the Guyver and on top the newly formed unit which seems to have just formed out of thin air... what the fuck was going on these days.. predictions were made here and there, but for so many Guyvers to simply appear in one place at one time.. this was too fucking off the wall.. he rocked back and forth, faltering within stance and falling too flat foot as he looked the other unit dead in the eyes.. "Another Homo sexual friend of yours?" after such words are spoken the Guyver tilted his form to the left, leveraging his head as to continue to peer at this estranged unit... "Yeah and like casual sex is outlawed in three counties passed the Mississippi... but that doesnít mean you still cant fuck your first cousin?"

TheGuyver He slowly lifts the palms of his hands outwards into the heavens as if he was some sort of tard but he was really checking to see if it was raining feeling that there wasnít as he can clearly see that this unit just feel from the sky as this blew his mind....He shakes his head slightly looking over to his new companion "I don't know who the hell this guy is seems rather strange that they are three of us!" he slowly turns his head over to the new unit looking him over...His sensory system beginning to ID the unit seeing that it is like the both of them....G units but there had to be something more to this then what it seems...

GuyverInsanity lurches his head to his right, wondering if he talks about him. He slowly rises, arms slight wrapping around his back, as if a soldier would do at parade rest. He takes a walk, heading around this rude and informative Guyver. "I do hope you weren't talking about me...That would be highly stupid in your part dear sir." The hint of a green blips wildly around his control medal, as he takes glance towards the other.

_Guyver_ oh no he did not just fucking say that to the ego maniac.. perhaps it wasnít a fucking fag, but none the les it was starting to get on his nerves.. the unit knelt his head, stepping past the other unit as he spoke through the sonic oscillators.. fingers twitching within formation of fist... "Well for starters. I was talking to your ugly organically induced homo sexual self.. and secondly, your family really needs to lay off bumping pelvis' with the relatives, doesnít paint a pretty picture.. " he lifts a right digit and points it in the direction of this insane one.. "As your ugly ass shows..." trans dimensional summoners sparkle to life as he speaks on a secure frequency within proportions to telepathy.. (( We strike whores like this.. )) rage perhaps propelled him...

TheGuyver He continues to keep a watchful eye upon the new visitor as he briefly looks into the heavens to see if anything else will fall out of the sky hopefully a beautiful women would so happen to fall out from the sky but to his imagination that wouldn't happen as he returns his gaze upon the new unit before them as his companion begins to engage in a conversation with him (( Well he seems to just be standing there at the present, why would we want to "strike" him? )) being a little persistent with question...

GuyverInsanity He stops within his tracks, hearing the ones sexually frustrated remarks. "Kind sir, your words are vulgar and very abrupt. I can see you didnít finish your Elementary Schools English class. Do you wish for me to teach you the proper way to talk? Or do you wish to learn with my foot connecting with your mangled face?" A slight hint of laughter escapes, as he moves his arms towards his front, letting them entangle themselves around his chest.

_Guyver_ oh that fucking did it, this little whore wanted to insult him on his own turf.. what the fuck was up with this homosexual based unit.. too much inbreeding had to be.. (( Well you see, you can only smart off to the GSF so much before we put a foot up you.. err yeah faggy thing again. before we Kick your head in.. )) clears his preverbal throat.. (( Err ya know what I mean... all that shit, without homo sexual implications.. )) he tilted his head to the right, lifting his arms up in uproar.. he took a simple step forward, lowering those tossed remnants of form to his hips as he knelt his head and allowed the second layer of the control medallion to process hues resembling that of a near photonic.. "Oh so now you want to shove something up my ass... Just great... I find this nice new little place to call home, and wouldnít you know it.. Fucking queer units come piling through the fucking gates like it was the in thing... They donít call this San Finaru ya know?"

TheGuyver He is in an uproar of laughter hearing the humorous comment come from their new friend that has just showed up as he sees his friend take this in a rather offensive way as he tries to calm himself down knowing that wasnít a good way to react to what was just said but couldn't help himself (( I see what you mean... well teach him a lesson if you want to heís done no harm to me )) as he redirects his attention to the unit present before him "Well that was pretty funny there but I don't think my friend over here wont be too happy about it" his control medallion letting out a few more vibrant pulses as he awaits to see what his companion will do to this new arrival

GuyverInsanity He takes sight, of the one with Homosexual lyrics, and then towards the one who commented upon his little words of wisdom. He slips his left foot behind him a bit, as he moves his arms away from his chest, spreading them outwards, taking a bow "Why thank you...Its always a pleasure to make people laugh." He readjusts his form, as he lifts his hands into the air, shaking them rapidly, His knees quivering a bit, "Oh my, donít hurt me...I cant bare to see that. Cause." He stops shaking, as he takes a sudden back flip, only to spring from his hands, and sway his way into the darkness. " I am not like all other forms of Guyvers...It takes more then mere Lights to touch me!" A hard laughter, high pitched rips through the air.

_Guyver_ a fist strikes a pose near his right side, held knelt and pressed to his ribs as the left hand extends.,. a head tilts quivering within anticipation of interacts.. shifted with poise it presses in the direction of the other unit..

 TheGuyver... (( GET HIM!!! )) a shriek through telepathy, pressed forward through trans dimensional;; summoners.. Guyver presses his right foot forward, propelling himself through the air in simple movement of leap... a left foot touches down on the earth, bounding further forward.. 50, no 80 meters crossed before the right fell next.. a motion of success perhaps... arms held close to his sides, alternating within limitless bounds.. "Were the fuck do you think youíre going whore? I mean come on, just because you want to suck on my vibration penis doesnít mean you have to run away when I say Iím going to chop your nut sack off..." words of wisdom perhaps.. but a unit that wishes to flea only inspires the hunter within .. chase the fleeing prey...

TheGuyver He chuckles slowly seeing that his companion might take action hearing him blurt out the words that spirals him into action mustering small amounts of energy into the power amplifiers as he quickly gets into a crouched position before leaping high into the heavens ...He lands just shy of four feet from his new friend as when he lands his form compresses taking the impact of the landing as he slowly rises...His control medallion slowly begins to pulsate as his head come upright examining the unit further while his friend engages in further conversation with him...

GuyverInsanity Upon completion of his back flip, he jerks his body weight towards the right, in a mad dash. His form hidin' with then darkest of shadows. He takes watch of the Guyver who seems to like this Homosexual stuff. "Come on now...You can do better then this." The laugh continues, as he presses onward into the shadows. Keeping watch of his predator. Though, he suddenly stops, seeing the other Guyver take lift of attack. he then feels awarded to have two of simple mindedness chase after him. So there he stands, alone as of now "You wanna know why I'm cast as Insane? Come to me, then I will show you what Insanity does when it preys upon the Sane!!" His tone is wild and violent, as he adjusts his arms. The hands forming into fists, as he lowers his head almost shoulder level. The arms, bending at the elbows, and moving to his sides, legs spreading apart.

_Guyver_ within step to this other unit the one known simply as Guyver presses a right fist forward from his still elevated stance... the right fist held to the momentum of his proceeding form, as power amplifiers process mass into the extended phalanges and allow them enough force to knock a heard of elephants on their collective asses... feet flail not far behind, tilted upwards and held within tandem, as to spiral out of harms way less it be necessary... a right fist groped and held in submissiveness, awaiting the next ploy of attack.. speed is relative to movement as the increase in mass makes speed an incalculable variable... alternating with the currents of relative form...
_Guyver_ says, "Oh I can do better ya little bitch!"

TheGuyver All he does is watch as this unit slide off to the right of him knowing that driving off into the shadows doesnít do jack shit as a Guyver can clear see in the dark...His hyper sensors slowly moving about their tracks exactly telling him where both his companion and this other unit as he will be clear be able to strike when he is needed but all he does is wait and watch the melee that will soon progress...

GuyverInsanity Watching the one rampaging towards him, with great anger, he stands there still, not moving, as the Control Medal, starts to blip green. Moving from a slow paced pulse to a rapid one in just a few seconds. His head lingers upward, the eyes, glowing slightly. He digs his right foot hard into the ground, as he reels himself inwards, calming down all forms of his Insanity. With this accomplished, he pushes outwards with his arms, hands un clenching, a glint of his blades that protrude slightly from his right arm, extends a fraction, every step this demon, who hurdles himself towards him.

_Guyver_ blades joy high frequency fucking swords.. so this bitch knew how to use the blades, what the hell was this world coming too.. who the fuck was teaching all these homo sexual units how to use their units.. it wasnít enough the gay rights people took away your right to smoke in a bar, now they had to pull this shit... still within the heavens, power amplifiers processed remaining energy feeds as it re-conducted the mass into a more worthy portion of form, more likened to the mid of the thigh, a shift in stance, and a redeposit of mass allows the guyver to spiral easily to the left, at which it does, landing flawlessly, but with a rather large thud... leaning to the left as he reconfigured the mass in his physical form the guyver allows his thoughts to delve to the high frequency swords, located at the reverse portion of his forearms.. a simply thought induces the boost armor to send a vibrational frequency through the primary aspect of the unit, and thus induce the blades to spring forth from their collective sheaths... they grow to a length befitting to such a massive form, nearly four feet to match his nearly 8 foot self.."Oh... Okay I get it now... So first you fuck your sister, which is really your mom, since your dad is really your mom's dad, meaning sheís your sister.. And then somehow you bio boost into the inbred homo sexual Guyver.. Snazzy name at least? what do they call you for short, IHG?"

TheGuyver He chuckles hearing the insulting comment jut from his companion hearing the gleaming sounds of high frequency blades thinking well this has gone too fucking far as random thoughts slowly begins to plague his mind fallowed by the illuminating pulses from his control medallion...His arms lay restless at his sides figuring that it would be a good enough time to get this party rolling as two pairs of massive blades slowly begins to protrude out from his elbows extending a whopping length of four feet being respectable at this point or to extend them further if need to....he gradually then shifts his gaze back to his new friend seeing that shit will soon hit the fan if something isnít done...His control medallion begins to glow a solid blue hue as it begins to communicate sending various commands to different parts of this complex life-form (( Wait, we could use him in our small little collective we got going here I'm sure there will be plenty other things to kill when the time comes if you know what I mean )) as his gaze resides back upon his companion...

GuyverInsanity He takes sight of the massive blades that now extend from his foe. Though, this doesnít seem to phase him at all. With non hesitation, he suddenly pulls his right arm backwards. The High Frequency blade fully extending to only 3 feet. "Unlike you, I only need one to battle with." He walks towards this Guyver, left arm still extended outwards, the right still tucked under. His walk though is slow moving, just so he doesnít move around so much, able to keep his eyes perfectly upon his Un-Friendly Guyver. The pulsating green Control Medal continues, the Sensory Orbs shifting slightly, keeping track of the other, now knowing that both parties have there blades Extracted. "Come now...This is my world your about to enter. Once you enter it, there will be no getting out alive, the occasional 6ft under theory is conceivable."

_Guyver_ throws his head back allowing the sensory orbs to stay locked on his target.. another guyver to the right of him has already extended the high frequency swords, and has them ready to be used.. words of wisdom echo off in the farscape of his mind as telepathy like mutations,,, located on the upper back, single forward through a trans dimensional barrier, allowing him to communicate with this other unit as he laughs... (( Youíre right as always, my homo sexual companion... )) a head falls flat as the second layer of his control medallion flashes signaling the trans dimensional couplers into activeness... he meanders a foot fall forward, allowing the resonation of humming to escape an ill perceived tune.. "I donít think it would be the best Idea for your inbred homosexual Guyver self to be tempting fate, since it seems that your lamer ass is the one thatís going to end up getting consumed by your pretty suit if you donít stop talking smack.." he pauses for a moment, lifting his arms and bracing both wrist upon one another.. a simplistic thought of evading conflict echoes through the nether regions of his delicate psyche.. there would be another day for death and decay.. this simple actions presses a sharp jab of light to be emitted from the blades.. as mysteriously as they appeared, so too do they disappear.. "I donít think we've been formally introduced, ya vaginally yeast infected blood queef.. My name's Guyver, and the other Homosexual unit, like yourself, over there is Guyver-2... I guess that makes you Guyver3? or should we Just sick with IHG?"

TheGuyver He chuckles slightly seeing that this could only yet come to a good end in fact yes it has seeing that his friend has yet called him a homosexual as this as he thinks could only be kidding as he continues to laugh at the prospect as he redirects his attention to his new friend as his companion begins to introduce them one at a time seeing that he has given him the name of Guyver2 instead of some other type of homosexual name and is happy for that simple fact as he awaits for this unit to become more civil like the rest of the party...

GuyverInsanity A low growl emits from him, as he doesnít stop moving toward this Guyver. The blade still outwards and shinning brightly. Though a few feet from his foe, he looks him up and down, a quick scan of what he suspects to be a friendly conjure. He suddenly screams outwards, like a mad man, his hand balled quickly, as he sends it jabbing outwards towards the abdomen of this Guyver. Though, the blade suddenly slithers back inside, the ball of fist, moving into a gesture of good will, a hand shake. The hand stopping mere inches away from the abs "High names Insanity...Nice to meet ya...Love what you've done to the place very interesting decor...You pick it out yourself? See me...Iím not into the dreary death look myself...More of a happy sporadic type coloring guy myself."

_Guyver_ what the fuck was this.. the little fuck tried to punch him whilst he was offering some form of friendship to the little whore.. oh this means the fucker was going too.... hyper sensory orbs operated at heightened level, understanding the relation between extending fist and retracting vibration sword.. the threat was a mere jest of angst.. okay so life is always more fucked up with a hang over... the guyver tilted his head to the left, lowering his ocular ridges as he lifted his right hand to meet this jest of friendship.. "Oh yeah, ya know, try to go for the melancholic dreary forest look, with a hint of neru conformatisim, and what can I say, Vwala!" a hint of sarcasm perhaps.. Nah this is what happens when you over dose on acid before merging with the unit..

TheGuyver He shrugs lightly seeing that the atmosphere around beginning to seem yet more friendly as if he could grin he would be doing it now as only a chuckle escapes as he watches the two bond and whatnot or what it appears to be as he lingers about and awaits for something else to rather happened so he can get the hell out of this place for the night...

GuyverInsanity He nods a bit shaking kinda roughly. Though he releases the hand shake and drops it back to his side. Kinda rapping his fingers against his thighs. Awaiting something else to happen, though it seems the other guyver has halted. "Well its nice to meet'cha. So whats with the obscure-ness around ya man? Come on you can tell your buddy Insanity whats up come on...I know ya want to." He moves to _Guyvers_ right side, nudging him a bit with his elbow of his right arm. "Eh, eh...Come on."

_Guyver_ shift his stance rather quickly, looking about the forest scape, trying to figure out why he didnít hire an interior decorator.. yeah yeah the slut was a whore and wanted his cock too hard, that was it.. or so he tells himself.. something about price cost and supply and demand.. he ponders, lifting a digit to his chin, as his ocular ridges release and extend next to fully, a sign of perhaps shock? eyes faltered, peering behind him and at his homosexual companion known as Guyver-2... in address to the insane one the guyver replies through the reprisal of the sonic oscillators.. "Err.. Something about there being only one.. Cant quite remember though.. Something about cutting off heads... Could have it confused for a movie though... " he pauses speaking through the unit to 2.. (( Eh dude, so like knows the part where we let him in on our evil plan.. )) the slits that serve as eyes peer once more on the Insane one.. "So three.. like now that there are two homosexual units in this little realm, might as well have both on my prestigious team.. Whatya say.. We Only have one goal... And that's an easy fuckin' one.. Try to take over the world... Echo Echo echo.." hands raise over his head, digits outstretched as he speaks those final words...

TheGuyver He stands firm looking over the two hearing the word homosexual being thrown around once more as he starts to think that this guy has some sort of fetish with the word homosexual as this thought begins to scare him shrugging at the thought (( Well we could use all the help if you plan to take over this shitty realm )) he slowly begins to make his way back over to the small group retracting his HF blades on good will with his new companion redirecting his attention to him "So you gonna join with us in our hostile bid to take over the word?"

GuyverInsanity He shrugs lightly "Yeah sure, if mister Mortal Kombat here could stop with the weirdness." He gives a light chuckle, though it fades, as he becomes serious as he can but it fails. He grabs his sides as he laughs a little bit more, then fixes his posture, and looks to _G_.

_Guyver_ shifts his stance, standing tall and letting his hands hang at his sides, this was going to have to be a quickly in order to provide for those more lacking in the ease of sleep and rest.. his eyes shifted back and forth between the two ominous figures as hell life seemed to get a bit better, hit bid to take over the world and become the supreme ki, err Guyver were going as planned.. "Then Its settle.. this little rag tag bunch of me, the handsome leader, and you two the homosexual lackeys, Should make a totally fuckin' awesome squad.. Although we're going to have to work on making you two less faggoty.. I mean who ever heard of someone being afraid of a queer Guyver?" fade to black?

_Guyver_ . o O ( alright people that was fun.. same guyver time, same guyver channel? )