Congratulations, it’s a bio-android!

Is what someone would probably yell in some odd scenario where the circumstances would be different, but unfortunately for the hungry Majin – it would not find the luscious and juicy fruits of salvation here. No, she would find the surprise of her life and probably a very odd impression of the creature inside of the basket! Liari’s lift of the basket would cause a ‘bush’ to fall out of it – and a bush that had two grey legs and two grey arms with some kind of carapace on it! Plasma’s crown would be poking out the top of the camouflage it had equipped on itself, but it was on thin ice – and it was baffled that some utterly exhausted blue creature had found it.

Was she here to eat Plasma? She did murmur something about… or whisper something about hunger. Plasma’s legs were spread into a startled stance and its arms were erect to each side as it just ‘looked’ at the culprit that either accidentally interrupted the android’s beauty sleep or had come to eat it. Whatever it was, Plasma looked at the Majin from within the confines of the bush. Plasma had gotten up on its legs and stared at Liari – just to waddle over to promptly poke her forehead with its finger once, twice, thrice to see what the reaction from Liari was.

It could also shoot a beam at Liari, but this wasn’t entirely the favourable outcome it desired because that would just escalate the situation. Gulping, Plasma would attempt to continue poking Liari’s forehead whilst remaining utmost on guard from any sudden movements as Plasma retracted its tail into its back so there would be less of it to grab. Accelerating its own breath as the bad choices piled up on Plasma, it thought back to what could had resulted in this. Initially, it tried to recall the appearance of the earthlings it had robbed the picnic basket from – could this be them?

She looked similar, at least in her shape with two legs and two arms, however the oddly blue colour of Liari did make Plasma reconsider the odds of this, but it gave a rough sixty-seven percent chance that this was one of the Earthlings from earlier seeking revenge for the justified borrowing of their lunch. Secondly, Plasma’s thoughts returned to the wilderness for it had ripped a shrubbery out of its roots, and could this be the wrath of nature seeking revenge for its young? Liari did look blue, and blue was nature-like, and nature-like included river.

By whatever madmen that had created Plasma, could this be the spiritual incarnation of the sea and ocean seeking retribution for its young being ripped from their home? Plasma gulped at the thought of it as it reached its next hypothesis – and Plasma was capable of this due to the heightened intellect from its DNA, albeit this was dumbed down in realism due to the innate Majin DNA tempering with its mind and hunger. Boy – was this… Could this truly be one from the nature seeking revenge for Plasma borrowing their territory.

Oh no. Plasma would leap backwards as fast as it could whilst remaining in its ‘camouflaged’ appearance of a bush hiding its torso and head – excluding the crown. Plasma threw its hands up into a mimicked fighting style of a boxer, almost comically as its clenched fists began moving in a circular fashion. However, this was quickly dropped as Plasma remembered it had taught those in the forest a lesson of dealing with an android such as he by eating their bug young.

Licking its lips, Plasma concluded that it had absolutely no idea-whatsoever or whosoever Liari was. Was Liari even real? Was this creature before Plasma truly a creation of reality and not a figment of Plasma’s imagination being playful once more? There were endless possibilities, and they were utmost all silly within Plasma’s head, but it knew one thing it could do to conclude whether it was dreaming. Inhaling quickly and exhaling as fast it could – making the bush puff and puff – Plasma retracted its right arm into the bush to audibly slap itself before sticking its arm out once more. Dazed and slightly confused from the slap, Plasma concluded it was indeed not dreaming, and this was genuinely a foreigner out here saying stuff about hungry.

Clearing its throat, Plasma looked around, searching for something on the earth – something alive, something edible and usable to negotiate with the foreigner at hand seeking a tasteful feast. Luckily, Plasma’s quick wits and sight detected a juicy bug on the floor crawling away for its dear life due to the fearful reputation of Plasma in the bug’s world. It was something Plasma liked to think was a thing since it was… the bugeater.

Tightening its grip around the bug as quickly as it could, if Liari hadn’t intervened by now, Plasma would swiftly waddle back to the blue blob struggling for dear life by the looks of it in Plasma’s eyes – and offer the bug as a diplomatic gift between two intelligent entities of high standards. Whilst it might be disgusting to describe such a bug, Plasma had an eye to pick out the juiciest of the bunch – and this was just yet. Plasma waved the bug in Liari’s face, from left to the right, as if trying to tempt her to eat it instead of Plasma.

Hopefully this would deter the Majin from eating some distant goo-relative at the microscopic level, but at least Plasma had attempted to try to make peace. He could sense out the strength, but the weighed clothing hadn’t struck Plasma as a thing at all in reality, and therefore concluded that Liari was around its own strength as Plasma squatted down with its peace-offering.

An imaginary lightbulb popped up above its head as it grabbed another juicy bug with its free hand and ate it to show that these were indeed edible. Plasma was ‘kindly’ smiling behind the leaves of the bush, too bad its face was hidden.

This was an utmost unfortunate situation for Plasma as the stone was thrown directly towards it and connected with the bio-armour of the bio-android! There was a loud ‘clank’ as the rock struck true, but it shifted a hard ninety degree upwards into the air following this as the android stumbled for a moment before continuing its directive of delivering the bug.

It was a delicious bug, one of the best it had ever tasted, and surely the Majin would enjoy the bug as well! Yeah – not. This was going to change incredibly soon as the processing capacity of Plasma was at its peak right now. Plasma wasn’t good at reading faces, nor had it encountered someone like the Majin before – so who knew what went through their head. What went through Plasma’s head, however, was the sad reaction Liari had to Plasma’s peace offering which caused a saddened sigh from him.

Whilst Liari might’ve disagreed on the fine dinner that were the bugs of nature, Plasma was not one to let such a meal go to waste as he promptly dropped onto all four, still wearing his bush, and sought to crawl towards the discarded bug! This was however cut short as Liari’s moderate outburst to Plasma’s offering caused the earth underneath her heel to crack – which caused a reaction from the android to perk an eyebrow and discard the bush.

Liari was in her prime to show this android some proper manners, this bug-like changeling, which continued its hunt for the caterpillar she had discarded. Whilst on all four, Plasma sought to crawl as swiftly as it could towards the bug to grab onto it and sit down on its rear – momentarily forgetting that there was a rather displeased’ blue goo behind it.

Now this, Plasma thought to himself, as he held the recently retrieved caterpillar high, was some proper good food. Utterly delicious as its mind shifted to eating the bug, which Plasma did. Furrowing its non-existent eyebrows before turning its head around to look at Liari, it began uttering gibberish noises in return. Its free hand pointed at the empty basket before turning its palm upwards as it continued to explain in incoherent words and noises that turned into a ‘polite’ screech.

Then, another processing moment, as the android’s ‘explanation’ halted due to the aura registering inside of its head. Audibly sucking on its teeth, Plasma nervously chucked and waved before attempting an escape from the scene of the crime to behind a nearby boulder! It wasn’t very smart – so line of sight was its intention to break, not distance. Plasma would sweat if it could, hard.

Mission Impossible was the directive here, for it was impossible as to know how Plasma had managed to piss off this stranger so much, he had even offered a diplomatic beetle! It wasn’t his fault that the Majin was so picky, nuh-uh! Anyhow, as the android managed to scurry behind the boulder for cover, Plasma would jump upwards as the ground cracked and ripped beneath her. If the earth beneath it was about to shatter, it would not want to be caught with its bio-armour pants down.

Scurrying behind the boulder and pressing its palms against the side of its head as it closed its eyes, Plasma sought to hide. If Plasma couldn’t see Liari, then Liari could not see Plasma! Genius plan from Plasma, simply was! This was however cut short as the Android’s eyes remained shut as the Majin drilled its fingers deep into the boulder and raised it high and far above its original position. Plasma’s back was turned, and he was crouching to minimize his surface area.

Unfortunately enough for Plasma, this wouldn’t mean much as it slightly opened its right eye to see the growing shadow of the boulder spread. Liari’s boulder promptly connected and shattered upon impact onto Plasma whose body was left twisted! His arm and leg were wrongfully twisted onto his back and back was facing the sky above. It was a rather iconic ‘death’ pose from the android, who’s regenerative abilities kicked in that this wasn’t the time to pose for a photo-shoot.

What was that energy it sensed again? Plasma raised its head up as rocky bits fell off its body and its head turned to look at Liari. The Android’s eyes greatly widened as it swiftly began packing its metaphorical package and jumped up in the air with its legs running on nothing but oxygen. Plasma ran in place whilst stuck mid-air before speeding off in the opposite direction as the pinkish-red laser beam shredded the earth, and the edible bugs.

He was skittering away, mid-air, about three feet off the ground as the lasers zig-zagged across the ground. Plasma hurled itself to the side, bonked itself on the head to lower itself as a laser went flying above its head. Throwing its hip to the side to above another laser as Plasma summersaulted above one beam before landing head-first into a hole caused by the laser like an ostrich.

Stuck within the hole like a bird, Plasma’s fate had come – but there was a rumbling, a shockwave – which widened the hole that Plasma had gotten stuck in as she stomped! Free from confines of a 1x1 hole, Plasma’s joy was cut short as it was stupendously swallowed up by the flowing tide of earth, mud and burnt green that washed over him before sending him airborne into the air.

Plasma went far up into the sky from the kick – covered in mud – and his small frame turned into a small dot in the air. As Liari breathlessly rumbled, Plasma would be out of sight but not for long as the small dot began to expand in size and came directly downwards!

There was lots of screaming, screeching as the miniature bio-android flailed and thrashed in the air before hitting the ground – leaving a very small Plasma sized crater in the earth. Groaning in pain and displeasure of being thrashed, thrown and cooked around by Liari’s outburst – the impact had struck Plasma’s stomach as he promptly burped up a complete apple out of his mouth. It wasn’t even the right hole, but the apple was intact and rolled onto the floor.

"Urgh. . . Plas. . . Buerp. .Abble" 



It was definitely not Plasma's proudest moment, but it was full on picnic food and bugs - so an apple would not be missed. However, in this situation - Plasma wasn't entirely sure it wanted to stick around whilst this destructive individual was present, and therefore tried to slowly dig its way through the soil! It was more done as a precaution if Liari tried any more things following that apple - instead of Plasma taking the blunt again!

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-695 wc (3096 twc).

Yeah – you better be sorry, Plasma thought to itself as it sought to scurry away following the theft of its delicious sloppy apple. It was not the intent to burp it up, but here they were with an accidental peace offering proving to be effective rather than a juicy bug – strangers these days and them being picky! Plasma however wasn’t going to stay around and ponder on the meaning of the blue being any longer though as he sought to crawl away in his dug hole to escapee her claws. His wrangled limbs had disappeared though oddly enough – as if they had never existed in the first place – but the poor fellow did not have any choice in the say as he felt her elongated gooey limb lock around his body.

Plasma wildly shook his head as he felt himself being dragged back through the soil by the menacing goo, his claws digging into the soil for any grip possible but finding nothing but disappointment in his hands – and worms. Slurp – that was one worm down as Plasma ate it like pasta. Right – back on the track of being forcefully kidnapped and flicked before the being that was Liari. If it knew who Ayu was, and if it had managed to escape before this incident had occurred with them being face-to-face, Plasma would maybe had snitched.

The Android’s gaze locked on Liari’s eyes as he remained locked in the air by her arm and his attention shifted from her left eye, to her right eye – and his eyes went out of loop instead of being static. Essentially, his left eye was looking at her left eye, whilst his right eye was looking at her right one for a couple of seconds before fixing themselves. Ah – right, this person was now offering help? Plasma’s expression shifted from one that was about to screech the ice into pieces to an utterly confused one as it stuck its neck out and eyed her up and down.

It stuck its tongue out and made a raspberry noise with it before answering in utter gibberish and noises before nodding at the offer of ‘food’ and ‘help. Yeah – that was more like it, sharing is caring… even though she did not like his offering of a bug. Plasma’s attention then shifted towards the shrubbery and woods and bamboo scattered around – and the numerous holes from her little rampage before he muttered the words that could be made out to be ‘banana’.

Yeah, that was right – he wanted a ‘banana’ or something similar, or a beetle. Plasma pointed towards the ground at the numerous bugs that were just emerging from the wreckage she had caused. Finally, Plasma would offer a ‘reassuring’ smile at her once more, as he never meant any harm – but by the looks of it, he did not take her little fit personal, at least for now.

Plasma’s mannerism and body language was as wild as ever as it was the only means of true communication it truly bothered with when interacting with strangers, especially blue strangers. She had been mean to him, but by the looks of it she wanted to make up for the foul introduction the two had at each other – too bad it did not fix the wilderness that had been absolutely wrecked due to her rampage.

Plasma wildly nodded at Liari as she began mentioning food – his energetic body kicking into overdrive as his head nodded at an unnatural pace that could easily cool some severely sweating individual. He’d crouch down and clench both of his fists and move them up and down as his toothy smile became visible. Returning the flash of a smile before she flew off, Plasma would watch her disappear into the lands with mad speed.


Now, Plasma was alone as seconds began to pass and his memory began to become fuzzy Why was he here again? Ah, right, he was waiting for that blue fellow – and whilst he waited, he was going to make himself comfortable by rearranging the nearby ruined stone formations by rolling them and repositioning them. It was rough and muddy, especially since the wet soil from deep underneath had been forced upwards and hurled around. Plasma slipped in the slippery mud but eventually managed to create a manmade rock-formation in the formation of a worm.

It was a literal line of ruined broken rocks that Plasma had rolled up into a long line and stacked smaller rocks next to them for sitting purposes so one wouldn’t sit on the wet earth. Positioning himself on one of the smaller rocks, Plasma would dangle his legs as he patiently awaited the fabled return of Liari and her promised goods. There was however one issue, and that was her saying she’d eat the food all by herself if he wasn’t here – so enough reason there to stick around.

- -{Return of Liari!} - - 

Picking his teeth as Liari returned in a position that Plasma would describe as a superhero landing – or at least from what it had managed to read from a comic book as it ate it. It was multi-tasking, but she was here like blue Santa! Plasma jumped off his rock and towards her as he wriggled his white fingers with black sharp nails. Boy, was he eager to see what she prepared and caught for the two! Hopefully this wasn’t people-food, but food-food – not that Plasma knew the difference nor the capability of her innate abilities to use magic if she had any.

It took him a moment to register that she had waved at him, but he returned the wave quite eager – enough to rival the strongest of fans on a hot day! Oh, wait – she just tripped. Plasma looked down at the Majin who almost kissed the ground with that face – but he reached out in case she did fall with the kisser first.

Plasma crazily nodded once more as she hyped up the delivery of the food. Plasma dropped onto one knee as she brought the blanket to lay out for them – and he’d run his hand across the cloth to ensure there weren’t any bulges or bent ends in the blanket. You know – proper appearances for a picnic, even if this picnic was a robbery of someone’s picnic and who knows where she got this food from. Plasma eagerly accepted the plate from Liari and placed it on the cloth before stuffing its mouth with all of the available food. It wasn't enough for him however as his tail began to extend from his back and reach towards the remaining food on his plate to slurp it all up - he was essentially using it as a second mouth by the looks of it.

"MHM. MHM. HWAFFPY. HWAFFPY. GWOD FWOD!"

Plasma replied through a stuffed mouth that eventually burst into a loud burp - but there was no end to his feasting. There wasn't a physical change either on his body as he stuffed more than his body could reasonable hold.

"YRAYH. SHRORY ACHK-EPTED!"

It followed up once more - visibly happy to be part of this little interaction, and oddly enough calm despite the little ruffian of an interaction earlier with beams and what not.

What foremost struck the android as weird was when Liari took that innocent sack that threw it up into the air. It furrowed its ‘eyebrows’ as it contemplated as to why one would throw the sack upwards – but the idea that one could just throw the garbage out of orbit was reasonable enough.

There was just one issue with that little thought process as Plasma soon witnessed as the sack was promptly obliterated by the power of dental laser beams. Plasma blinked numerous times as it watched the fireworks of someone disposing the trash for good – whilst the ash slowly trailed down on the body of Plasma. He licked his lips and slowly lowered his gaze at his hands as he clasped them together.

His little enthusiastic attitude quickly disappearing as he became quite intimidated by such a sudden display of power. It could easily had been him – and this one was a bit trigger happy about using their abilities to cause destruction, a bit too trigger happy. Sucking on his teeth, the android remained frozen for a moment, at least till Liari began talking to him.

Oh, no. She was talking directly to him now following that sudden display of power – and it wasn’t sitting well with him, and now she was walking towards Plasma! His face smacked the most practiced smile one could ever come across as his hands remained clasped together. It was a proper toothy goofy smile as he looked up at her – yeah, now she was on about his height.

There wasn’t much he’d want to do in this situation to accidentally accelerate the situation, so he eyed her up and down – opened his mouth and closed it. Gosh, what could he exactly do in this situation? His expression changed and a single finger was erected each time he tried to say something.

Scratching the back of his crown, Plasma began waving his hands around before him as he began repeating noises that were like real words – it was a bit more coherent than the typical gibberish, but he was trying his best. Regarding his name specifically, something along the word of ‘Plasma’ could be made out. Man, Plasma wasn’t entirely sure on how to continue nor explain where he came from – nor about himself.

Gesturing towards the ruined forest, Plasma would mimic the motion of walking by wriggling his index and middle finger in a repeating motion, followed by him pointing at bugs and ‘eating’ the air afterwards. Although, his many gestures about travelling and living his life was rather short as he did not quite have an understand about himself to a wide degree.

Scratching his crown once more, Plasma pointed at Liari when he was finished, as if gesturing for her to explain some stuff about herself!