>>42282130
>[] So they combine like in an anime?
>[] Does it look cool at least?

>>42282130
>[] Drink some more water, get the sleep out of you, and go!
Wait, Angie's not the head of LOKUST?

So we're gonna use the torso from ATLAS for our bot, right?
I feel like that makes perfect logistical sense.

>>42282242
ATLAS is a metal gear. We're taking parts from cyborgs.

>>42282223
>>42282212

(The grooves on HERCULES' design were foreshadowing his ability to combine with ATLAS. They form into a new Gear, with HERCULES' horns making a protruding set of horns that will pierce just about anything they go through.)

You guzzle the hell out of the water and take your jet out over Crimea, flying low so you have the option to abandon ship if the convoy has anti-air support.

Spotting a totally-not-suspicious line of trucks with heavy tied-down tarps, you lower yourself and take a leap into the snow. You rush up, cursing as you occasionally fall into the deeper trenches.

You stop upon hearing a loud buzzing, and some shouting in Russian. You swear under your breath and hide up underneath a truck nearby, hearing things out first.

"...Good work, B. Use the drones and fly out the parts."

"I don't see why you felt the need to accompany me here." Queen responds back.

"Sometimes destiny takes the reins and gives me direction on where to go..."

"You are a strange mistress, VI."

"Six...?" you say. You open up the commlink, but say nothing, boosting the audio reception for Angie to hear.

"HERCULES, ATLAS, DYNASTIDAE...all just puzzle pieces in our key to obtaining the fruition of the Plagues, and my vision of the world."

Her vision...

So she's the leader that Scarab was talking about.

"...Come on out, Hornet. It's terrible for you to eavesdrop, don't you know?" VI says.

Feeling your body freeze up, you decide it's best to comply for now. You come out with your hands up, getting a gander at this 'VI'.

She's got a bandana covering her mouth, and a pair of compound-eye goggles, much like some of the other LOKUST members. She raises a hand to you...for you to notice the boils. Just like Angie's description.

"Ah, a traitor to the family. Never something smiled down well upon one. Still, forgiveness is something that should be handed out in plenty...to those deserving."

>[] I'm not part of your sideshow.
>[] Let her talk.
>[] Write-in.

>>42282467
>[] I think I'll take the goggles unless if you want to show me something else to take.

>>42282467
>[] Can't be a traitor to something I was never a part of. You guys were the ones who decided I was one of you, not me - I already have a family.

>>42282467
>What can I say?
>Hornets are the assholes of the insect kingdom.

>>42282467
>I'm not part of your sideshow.

She's a Metal Gear villain, so she's gonna keep talking no matter what we do, but we might as well put in our two cents.

>>42284835
>>42283969
>>42282797
>>42282651

"Never was a part of your cause. You all wanted me, not the other way around, lady."

"We extended you a gift. Your refusal to take it was...wounding, to say the least."

Was she smiling under that bandana...?

"Well, you at least gave me a fitting name. Hornets are the assholes of the insects. But seriously, I'm not part of your sideshow."

"Mm...I understand. Truly, I do."

Sure, bitch.

"But you have to understand where we're coming from. When the Pharaoh thought himself mightier than God, it was up to Moses to bring about that which would make him see the error of his ways: the Plagues."

"What the fuck are the Plagues, and why do you all have such a boner for them!?"

"To say so would be foolish to a self-proclaimed enemy."

"...Nnrgh."

"We require the Gears. That much is obvious. We had plans for you...and yet, here we stand. Your clock is ticking, as is ours."

"Shut the fuck up." You say, growling back at her. "Who gave you the right to play like some messenger of God!?"

"When one is the descendant of Big Boss...you find the entitlement is not misplaced."

Your eyes widen.

"W-What!? There were only three subjects in Les--"

"Do you honestly think that they would throw away some perfectly good embryos? What, so they could decide who got 'more' of his genes? Tsk tsk, Hornet. I thought you knew something about genetics."

"But, you're a woman, dammit!"

Again she smiles under the bandana. "Acts of God do happen, don't they?"

Something else comes to your mind as well.

"Wait...VI...boils were the sixth plague, and, er..."

"You could call me the sixth Snake, in a way."

You're not even going to try and argue with that one, you're mostly just confused.

Taking one look at her, you decide that this shit is just going to end in violence either way, and she isn't some sort of fighter. You run and take a cut with your halberd--

She vanishes behind the B's drones.

(cont.)

You turn over to Queen B, and decide you can figure VI out later.

"You. I've been meaning to pay you back after that forcefield crap."

She stays relatively silent, but waves a hand in front of you. More honeycomb-shaped barriers appear around you, encasing you within.

(https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=pJLs9arHEYE)

The walls begin closing in on you. They'll surely crush you if you don't do something soon.

>[] MASH SQUARE TO CUT THROUGH THEM FUCK FUCK FUCK
>[] Write-in.

>>42285047
>MASH SQUARE TO CUT THROUGH THEM FUCK FUCK FUCK

>>42285047
>[] MASH SQUARE TO CUT THROUGH THEM FUCK FUCK FUCK
>[] USE EVERY SUBWEAPON AT ONCE

>>42285149
>>42285073
SQUARESQUAREDQUARESQUARE

You cut and slash, going left-right-left-right and loosely swinging your halberd. You manage to cut a hole roughly your size in the barrier and jump through at Queen B, firing a blast at her with The Stingers. A cluster of drones takes the brunt of the blast, but she winces at what you're sure is pain. You run around her, taking potshots with the Armed and Dangerous in open spots, which she makes a barrier around.

Something curious happens then, however.

When the barrier goes up, her drones fall to the floor, as dead as...well, as dead as they can be considered.

Note taken.

>[] Figure out a way to get inside a barrier with her without breaking it!
>[] Maybe I should destroy all the drones anyways?
>[] Write-in.

>>42285191
>[] Maybe I should destroy all the drones anyways?
>[] Just keep firing everything
>[] Wonder how we're going to salvage those force fields
>[] Look over QB for stuff for franken cyborg

Sidenote from OP:

This plotline's about to wrap up soon enough, with me envisioning about 3 more threads, total.

Would you all be interesting in the adventures of Iskandir going into a Season 2, of sorts?

Alternatively, in-between 'seasons', we could have 'what-if' scenario threads as a change of pace.

>>42285209
Forgot to mention
>[] Mention that Beetle is still alive and if she hold still, we'll take her to him.

>>42285211
What if he went totally insane?

What if he stayed with LOKUST?

What if he attempted to seduce Scarab and Beetle right in front of spider lady?

>>42285232

What if Iskandir fought post-MGR:R Raiden?

>>42285245
Probably lose because Raiden has a shit ton of experience.

>>42285292
MGS4 Raiden, teeth only, Outer Heaven mofo

>>42285209
>>42285232

You go (literally) ballistic.

Both hands fires off with the Armed and Dangerous, and you manage to figure in the Stingers in a complex motion of figure-8 shotgun blasts, dropping drones like flies.

Hehe.

Still, as they fall, more seem to take their place inexplicably. Logically, there should be an ending to the horde, but given the impossibility of so many of your foes...

It's not out of the question some weird shit would be going on here.

Still, cracklines in the barrier begin to form, and you continue your onslaught. Queen B, still unimpressed, surrounds you with drones and begins moving them inwards. You take the Arachnado in one hand and the Halberd in the other, spinning the weapons each with a singular hand. The drones are held at bay, and you spinning even faster under your enhanced reflexes to shred more of them to scrap.

>[] Re-evaluate strategy and go for the barrier plan.
>[] Still go for the drones.
>[] Write-in.

>>42285977
>[] Find out where the new drones are coming from
>[] Re-evaluate strategy and go for the barrier plan.

>>42286017
Seconded.

inb4 the explanation for unlimited drones is nanomachines, son.

>>42286580
They are nano-sized machines.

My male child.

>>42286017
>>42286580

You spin both weapons to your right, clearing a path away from the drones and running around her and her barrier. She's unfazed, standing still standing where she was prior and protected.

You decide that it's best for you to go in crashing.

You charge, shoulder first, with your Halberd ready to swing. One mighty wind-up before impact and you break it in one strike. She turns, now slightly shocked, before you spot small black holes in the space in front of her. From these, more drones spawn and rush at you, flying into you and scratching your body.

You go through regardless, slashing your halberd into her arm, but it bounces at the last moment. You swap directions, swinging at her opposite arm, getting the same result. Frustrated, you mash square attack repeatedly at them to shatter the barriers.

>[] Breakthrough!
>[] BREAKTHROUGH HARDER!
>[] Write-in.

>>42286680
>[] Write-in.
BREAKTHROUGH EVEN HARDER!

>>42286989

You break through with a swing harder than you've ever known before.

This...this is new.

The barrier shatters and actually splinters, almost like your swing hardened it into more substantial matter. The shards fly into Queen B's face, flood drawing. Your hand grabs her cheek-to-chin area, digging your fingers in and lifting her up.

"Come on! Gonna call me drones in? Do it! Fucking do it!"

Part of you feels like a mere observer, but the rest of you is in the moment. It feels good, like you've achieved the greatest high attainable. Blood is your drug, and by God are you an addict.

She kicks her legs into the air pathetically, trying any means she can to escape.

You take your other hand, grabbing and ripping the tiara-cum-controller from her forehead, ripping the cords attached into her head. She cries out, for the first time in this relatively mute battle, as blood pours from the sides of her head.

"You thought that hurt? Try some of this."

You hurl her in front of you into one of the convoy trucks, where she peels from the wall like a poorly taped poster. Queen B tries to crawl away, but you pull her out, dangling her by a leg in front of you.

Slamming her into the ground, you lift up your foot and bring it down on her, blood gushing like a geyser from her body. It's a rush, and you get even more pleasure from another stomp. And another. And another.

And another.

By the time you're through, Queen B is effectively a puddle of blood and cybernetics, mangled and twitching like a swatted fly.

As you start to come down, you clutch your head, moving woozily from truck to truck, collapsing to your knees. You glance over at what you've done, and almost feel like vomiting. Sure, you're killed bad people, but...

There's a line. There's always a line.

>[] "...Angie. I...I'm losing it."
>[] "...Mission Completed."
>[] Write-in.

>>42288449
>[] "...Angie. I...I'm losing it."
Hemoxin, not even once.

>>42288449
>[] "...Angie. I...I'm losing it."

>>42288449
>>[] "...Angie. I...I'm losing it."

So what about a Path A and Path B kind of thing where we can redo the story going through as a Lokust operative after finishing down this plot path?

And will there be perhaps different characters to play after all that is done? Sorry for random endgame questions.

>>42288973
Leo DLC when?
Beetle DLC when?
Harem protagonist genre-switch route DLC when?
Sombrero outfit when?

>>42285211
How sad, I'll be gone all weekend and probably miss the ending of this wonderful quest. I guess that means you'll just have to make a season 2 to make up for it.

>>42288449
>[] "...Angie. I...I'm losing it."

>inb4 Isk is the antagonist of Season 2

>>42289040
>Crazy isk is the antagonist of season two.

Yes, please.

>>42289040
>>42289105
>Isk was only hitting all those research facilities across the globe and kidnapping those top scientists as part of his attempt to synthesize a safe replacement for all the Hemoxin in his system
>Somewhere inside, he knows that there is no cure, and all he really wants is one last good fight worth fighting before the end

>>42289454
inb4 his last words are 'This is good, isn't it?'

>>42288608
>>42288781
>>42288973
>>42289040

"Iskandir...You...It's not your fault."

"It is, goddamit! This snow's stained red because of me!"

"It was supposed to be! You were meant to kill her! That was an inevitability!"

"There's a line, dammit!"

"Your job is to go and kill those who threaten the safety of the world!"

"...So what happens when /I/ threaten the safety of the world. What then?"

"What? Iskandir, what the hell are you talking about?"

You shut off the commlink without a word, pocketing the crown.

Some feeling in your gut says to check the convoys. A still-warm GPS confirms the destination as a Simferopol facility. Finding your jet crashed in the snow, you clean it off and fly towards it.

If anything, VI should be there.

---

Around an hour later, you arrive at your destination, falling upon the ground and making a three-point landing. Wordlessly, you stride towards the front door, all the security personnel fleeing at the sight of you.

If a man must be a monster to be a conqueror, that's something Iskandir is willing to take, it seems.

You walk in, and sure enough, VI stands with her back turned.

"Funny, for a test subject, one who rebelled at that...you performed your job extremely well."

"No more fucking games. Be straight with me or I'll fuck you up with everything I've ripped from the corpses of your flunkies." you snarl, taking an aggressive step towards her.

"Oh, fine. You probably already figured we wanted both of these Metal Gears for our endgame."

"No shit, Sherlock." you say, stepping forward again.

"The Hemoxin flowing through your body, that strain was meant only to work on cyborgs. But, if it can affect a cyborg, how hard is it to make a version for regular human?"

"...The global launch capability..." you mutter in realization.

>(cont.)

>>42289688

VI nods. "We have several warheads capable of spreading gaseous Hemoxin on the globe in round trips. Granted, we had to make modifications to ATLAS and HERCULES to allow multiple warhead launches, but...it's worth it, is it not?"

You clench your fist. Slipping from yourself or not, you're going to stop the whole world from living your hell of berserk violence.

You run forward at her, throwing a punch caught by an invisible palm.

The stealth camo fades away, revealing a purple individual with an aviator-like helmet and a rebreather, four chitin wings spurting from their back.

"Ah, Dragonfly. Always the subtle one." VI smirks. "Take care of him."

She walks away, smugly. You know the bitch is going for the hangar.

"NO!" You shout after her, running, but Dragonfly rips you back, throwing you overhead and slamming you back down on the ground. He takes off into the immediate air above you and re-cloaks.

You can hear him flying around briefly, and the subtle *shing* of drawn knives.

>[] Blind fire. You don't have time for this.
>[] Fuck him! Get VI!
>[] Write-in.

>>42289769
>Take him down as fast as possible, there isn't time for theatrics anymore.

>>42289769
>[] Blind fire. You don't have time for this.
Can we get our guys to hack the SKYFIRE satellite and orbitally bombard ATLAS and HERCULES or something, in case we can't get there in time?

>>42289769
> Fuck him! Get VI!

>>42290857
>>42290259
>>42290014

You have no time for this. You bring up your Halberd to your face, slashing a cut into the cheek and throwing the blood out. It spatters onto Dragonfly, giving away his position. He attempts to flee, but you're too quick.

You pull him down by the leg and tear his wings off his back, then, holding his arms behind him and stomping on him repeatedly, hacking into him with your Halberd once he's near down for the count. You spit on the corpse for good measure and run for VI.

By the time you walk in, it's already looking to be too late.

The hulking monstrosity of steel and nuclear power turns itself around, revealing an amalgam of ATLAS and HERCULES. You can vaguely see VI from within as a silhouette.

"So! I imagined you would make short work of Dragonfly to get to me. You really think you can stop the fruition of humanity's ideal? With a world of Hemoxin, there won't be conflicts of morality, race, gender, or anything of the like. All we will become is hands to bloody in the name of survival!"

You take out your Halberd, whipping it around your head and slamming it in front of you for dramatic posture.

"I know a thing or two about survival, lady. And let me tell you..."

You pick it up and point it at the Metal Gears.

"You're not cut out for it."

She chuckles lowly over the loudspeaker.

"Test your might against Metal Gear DYNASTIDAE and we will see!"

(https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=NJ-drpEGRc0)

From the machine's four humanoid arms, the lower two revolves it's hands, revealing massive chain-guns. You already take off in a zig-zag run, with VI respond in turn by slamming DYNASTIEDAE's foot down on you.

Your rage at this point removes all fear. You /know/ you'll subsist on your determined fury.

>[] Stand still. You'll figure it out in the moment.
>[] Write-in.

>>42291039
>[] Try to attack where the two metal gears connect

>>42291039
>[] Get in close. Outrun EVERYTHING. Once you're close, the chainguns can't get you without hitting the MG - and that's when you RIP AND TEAR. Channel your RAGE at this organization and EVERYTHING it stands for. They gave you this rage - they will DIE by it.
>[] "You already have a member literally called Beetle. You also have a member called Scarab. Why the HELL would you name your GODDAMN superweapon after a FUCKING subfamily of FUCKING scarab beetles? Is this MG FUCKING supposed to be their TWISTED FUCKING LOVECHILD or something? What the FUCK is up with your FUCKING NAMING SCHEME? Fucking what, is it progressing down fucking TAXONOMIC RANKS? IS THAT IT? SHOULD I EXPECT FUCKING GENERA OR SPECIES NEXT?"
i'm sorry op

>>42291781
im actually crying so hard that i cant type
the gun is on the table and ive got a bottle of whiskey

rolls ending in 5 tell me to use the gun or not

>>42291816
/s

>>42291781
>>42291769

When DYNASTIDAE comes down on you, you lift your hands up, using sheer force of will to keep it suspended up in the air. As VI tries to press down harder on you, you push back further, before getting enough space out of it to whip DYNASTIDAE against the wall and run up to it, pummeling it repeatedly while the miniguns whirl ineffectively.

"YOU TOOK MY LIFE! YOU TOOK MY FUCKING RATIONALITY!" You yell, beating harder with each exclamation.

"But now, I'm going to take this rage you gave me and tear your fucking organs out of you."

VI laughs lowly, with the Gear getting back up and brushing you off with a non-minigun hand. You fight back, leaping up for the connection between the two gears, but she beats you back again.

You look up, seething with rage. Taking a flying leap, you go for the cockpit and punch through the plexiglass.

"Going for some melee, I see." VI says, putting up her fists, both of them being mechanical in nature.

"You better keep that mouth shut if you want to keep any teeth." You say back, before charging in.

>[] Duck and weave!
>[] Something something Dempsey Roll I don't want this anime
>[] Write-in.

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>>42291781
fucking thiiiis

Nothing makes sense anymore so we may as well rant it out.

>>42292031
>>[X] Duck and weave!

I-It's insect-themed guys.

Locusts are an insect. I say this as the true final boss.

>>42292031
>[] Shoot her knees with Armed and Dangerous

>>42292031
>[] Duck and weave!
>[] Get to its feet, and take them out.

>>42292075
>I-It's insect-themed guys.
>character named Spider
>character named Scorpion
I see.

>>42292275
Nobody had the heart to tell them they were breaking the theme.

>>42292291
How could they, they looked so happy?

>>42292067
>>42292089
>>42292275

You move in, keeping light on your feet and throwing out a few quick punches, before swapping into the Armed and Dangerous and capping her in the knees. She falls to them with a short cry of pain.

"You won't be able to do shit. Just admit defeat."

VI throws her head back in laughter. You hear moving metal overhead, and sunlight beams down upon you.

Someone opened up the roof.

"What the fuck--!?"

"Have you forgotten about Spider? She kept tabs on this base while we awaited the convoy."

Blinded by fury, you leap out the window and spot the control panels, Spider with her new legs seeing you as well and trying to run. Bending your knees, you leap up to the scaffolding leading to the room.

You pull Spider back on her rear-most leg, pulling her towards you and hacking her apart with your Halberd, blood spattering on your face and immediately dissolving into you. In the minute it takes for you to realize, you hear the roar of a rocket. Looking back out, you see DYNASTIEDAE has already launched. VI lies slumped over the control panel, presumably dead or dying. Within moments, a second warhead fires out and goes into the sky.

Wasting no time, you rush back outside for your jet and fly after them.

Something heavy in your heart tells you this won't end well on the side of your morality.

"Iskandir! We...We just got a reading that two warheads were fired out of Crimea! What the hell have you been doing!?"

"Been doing...? Fighting LOKUST. About to do?"

You cast a glance down at the rockets as you fly above them.

"Something really stupid. If I die, remember me."

You sigh, in a final bout of acceptance for what's about to happen.

"If I live, do everything you can to forget what I'll do."

>[] Heroic sacrifice.

>>42292546
Sorry, was posting in another thread on here, erased my tripcode and forgot to re-enter.

I promise this is the intended post.

>>42292546
>[] Fire the Stingers at them in a drive by

>>42292546
>[] Heroic sacrifice.

>>42292546
No Isk

don't do it

>>42292546
Seconding this. One more shot at living. We need to go cruising for some strange with our buddies.
>>42292653

>>42292653
Supporting.

ISK. MUST LIVE.

Long enough to become the villain.

>>42293696
more like long enough to become the next MC's charming mentor

>>42293696
who said he's gonna die here?

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>>42293985

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HEROES NEVER DIE

>>42293696
>>42292826
>>42292661

You ride alongside it, stabbing your Halberd into the hull to steer it near the other rocket. A few blast from the Stingers riddle the side of the other hull.

But it isn't even enough to pierce it. Try as you might to have avoided this...something deep within you says it couldn't have been any other way.

With a resigned sigh, you re-open the commlink.

"Hey guys. Sorry for scaring you a few days ago. I'm...I'm gonna say goodbye this time, alright?"

"What the hell are you saying!?" Alexander protests, "Don't you dare do something stupid!"

You almost want to laugh. "It's necessary. Have a good life, and keep up the good fight."

You close your eyes and ram the warhead into the other, intaking the entirety of the payload of Hemoxin. As you cascade from the fireball above into the pure snow below, the world nearly crawls to a still. You fall limply into the cushioned ground.

---

ONE WEEK LATER

Angel is sitting at her desk. Nobody in all of SAFEHAVEN has changed out of black clothes in your memory. The mourning period practically seems indefinite, and few calls are coming in for work.

Life, quite literally, has stopped since yours did.

That is until the sound of a ringing phone pierces the dead air.

Angie rushes to answer the call, hoping it's--

"Hey, Angie."

She doesn't even correct you, she's so relieved.

"Oh for--what the hell were you thinking!? Sure, you prevented a global crisis, but why the hell did you have to put us through that!? I mean, a week, Iskandir!?"

Something creeps up into a grin on the other side.

"Call it a forced sabbatical. I've been doing a lot of thinking recently. I'm still glad I did it...but for different reasons."

"What?"

"Why would I want this shit spread across the Earth when I can reap the rewards?"

"Iskandir, t-tell me this is some stupid joke!"

"If it was a joke, I wouldn't be the only one laughing." you say. You unlodge your Halberd from the researcher's back.

>(cont.)

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>>42296212
>"Why would I want this shit spread across the Earth when I can reap the rewards?"
>"Iskandir, t-tell me this is some stupid joke!"
>"If it was a joke, I wouldn't be the only one laughing." you say. You unlodge your Halberd from the researcher's back.

OH GOD OH GOD OH GOD

>>42296212

"No...n-no..." She says, on the verge of tears and cupping her mouth in horror.

"This world was only worth saving to be a quarry. And trust me, I'm more than willing to play the long game. There's just so much blood to spill. But until we meet again--for the last time, I assure you--love ya, Angie."

Angie's eyes stay wide until she has to relay the news to the others.

---

SIX MONTHS LATER.

You brush shoulders past busy SAFEHAVEN workers. The facility seems to have grown in the short time since you graduated from intern to 'field operative', the pretty semantics used for cyborgs in this company now.

The halls finally go silent as you walk through the main door marked 'RESEARCH AND DEVELOPMENT'. Your eyes scan through the window all of the more experienced members. Alexander, Joan, Tell, and Leonidas. There's a locker and set of pictures on the wall that have been punched in and then poorly repaired, so it seems.

As you make it into the room proper, they all look on you with what seems like high hopes. R&D Director Angelica Hope nods at your arrival, walking beside you with a hand on your shoulder.

Your name is Caesar.

Today is the day of your augmentation.

Tomorrow, you're going out with the other field operatives to stop the most dangerous man on the planet.

Iskandir the Conqueror.

END CHAPTER 4.

END SEASON ONE.

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>>42296212
>"If it was a joke, I wouldn't be the only one laughing."
But you're not the only one laughing, Isk. After all, I am too.

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>>42296322
>>42296338

MY

GOD

I-it might not be what we think though... But even if it is~

This all took a somewhat yan turn, how amazing.

>tfw you were venom the whole time
>tfw this is TPP going into MG1

>>42296420
>you were venom the whole time

What

Also that UST with Angie, was it never meant to be?

>>42296450
Part of it is that the Hemoxin completely removed Iskandir's inhibitions once he took in that much.

He's harder at the drink, he's more violent, and he's more open about sexual feelings.

And Venom, IE Big Boss in The Phantom Pain. You were essentially playing the predecessor who fell from grace.

>>42296491
But to answer it, part of it was Iskandir's genuine feelings and playfulness with her pre-Hemoxin overdose, and the rest was his lack of holding back in any field post-Hemoxin.

>>42296491
my god

time to draw evil cyborg iskandir

shame we never got to do that AIbro idea

>>42296511
Did Isk ever finish his franken cyborg or are the parts and Beetle still back at base?

>>42296526
>implying Isk won't become the Franken Cyborg by Season 2 endgame and be little more than a berserk animal with plenty of weapons and toys

>>42296491
>Part of it is that the Hemoxin completely removed Iskandir's inhibitions once he took in that much.
I feel like this ending would have been more suitable if we'd picked
>War's boring if all you are is flesh
in the first thread. But we went with
>BEING A CYBORG IS FUCKING AWESOME
so I'd imagine that once his inhibitions are removed, Isk wouldn't be so focused on killing shit as opposed to doing crazy shit only a cyborg can do just for the hell of it.

>>42296546
>implying Isk won't still be a big puppy on the inside and

No, no bad brain. Stop being lewd.

>>42296648
Well, the other big part of Hemoxin is total bloodrage. He is quite literally a junkie on bathing in the blood of other people. He's not totally uninhibited, it's just a large factor about him now.

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op how did you know that corruption is my fetish

>>42297147
Well, I mean, we all have our fetishes.

For example, I'm a REDACTED fan.