Plasma had been wandering the wilds for a surmountable time, and it had been wearing down on his muscular yet smaller body as the heat continued to pick up as his legs carried him towards the desert. He was not even certain that one as he could sweat in this world, but there was a sole thing that Plasma was aware that his body was capable of – overheating. It was becoming unbearable for the android and he only missed the luscious wilds that the other lands were filled by – and it beckoned the question as to why he had travelled this far. Truth be told, Plasma was not certain himself as to why, apart from the fact he had to push himself beyond his bionic limitations and reach a higher level of power to compete with the other creatures that mingled on this world, and those outrageous powers of energy that began picking up everywhere.



Rubbing his forearm against his large crown, Plasma wandered into a rock as his power was both suppressed and his body kept under check by the incredibly heavy piece of training gear that had been plastered over his lithe body. Landing on his rear, Plasma rubbed his forehead – cursing him to himself in gibberish to whoever had placed that boulder right there. Yet, when his crimson eyes scanned the object before him – it would not be a rock nor a natural object. This was indeed something entirely alien and foreign – and by the looks of it, it had. . . a creature inside of it? It was what Plasma could sense out with his abilities, but hopefully that power inside of the machinery would not be alerted to Plasma’s bonking against his ship’s hull.



Nervously coughing to himself, Plasma placed his grey palm against the metallic surface and began circling around the entire ship till he could find some kind of hatch, entrance or window which would eventually prove to be a possible point of entrance. Now, question remained simply as to why Plasma would seek to illegally enter a spaceship? It was simple, in Albuquerque one of the laws did not require a permit to enter a vehicle or anything along those lines – and fortunately for Plasma, this was not on par with an R.V – nor was Plasma an officer of the law, but he wanted inside to sip on some cola. Anyhow. . . Plasma eventually found his way through a hatch by applying mechanical abilities of gently prying something open with finesse. Sticking his head inside, Plasma scanned the immediate room to be something similar to a cockpit – nothing special so far, but at least there was air conditioning!



This is where the fun begins, and it was going to be fun as Plasma slowly lowered himself towards the floor before closing the hatch above him and ensuring it was closed so any vacuum in space would not immediately rip and kill everyone inside if this place took into space. Glancing around at all the mechanical parts, Plasma could still sense the living being nearby and he could not help but wander closer as that being seemed under duress. Oh, boy – was he dying or something? Plasma quickly hurried through the spaceship till he reached the door to the room where Quash was located. Something was definitely bound to happen as Plasma, whilst worrying for the marching Quash, clicked the button that would open the door to the gravity room and Plasma jumped right in!





Right off the frying pan and into the fire as Plasma lunged into the immense gravity that was being emitted in the room, and the android’s compassionate reach for Quash was immediately met by the android kissing the floor, smooching it, as he was squashed under the immense pressure. He was still alive, but the fellow slowly sought to raise his head to meet eye to eye with Quash. "KYERGH. PLASMA--SQUISH. PLASMA THOUGHT YOU IN DANGER BUT PLASMA IN DANGER. SHOULD HAD KNOCKED BUT UYEEEEEEEEEEERGH." Is what the Android managed to say through the immense pressure crushing down on his body, and whilst he was rubbing against the floor, Plasma sought to look at Quash to see whatever reaction the fellow had - would Quash immediately attack Plasma or something else entirely? "NOT HOSTILE. NOT HOSTILE. IF YOU WONDER!!" Plasma quickly spat out as a follow up to his initial comment on this hellish environment.


(Training Mix 6/10 10% | Natural Power 15%| Super Heavy Weights 75% | Graviton 40x | 747 TWC)