The Twilight Of The Gods

"You could have pointed that out while you were still dangling."

The man leant on the sign as he read it, and while he read, his expression grew darker and his grip on the sign grew tighter, until the wood in his hand was crushed entirely.

He turned around. "Just my luck."

General Guy turned.

"Fawful ain't gonna like that! Sir, what did you do?"

"Huh. Another new arrival, and just as violent as everyone else."

"Relax. It was only a corner." He opened his hand, showing a small pile of sawdust and splinters. His eyes gradually stopped glowing, and seemed more like normal human eyes, albeit somewhat glazed. "Now, I believe you wanted introductions. What is your name?"

"General Guy, leader of Shy guy's toybox and subject to the koopa troop and Lord Bowser. Everyone else seems to think that their generals too for some reason," A glance at Zod.

"but that matter has been resolved."

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The man smirked at this, as he tipped the sawdust from his hand. "You may call me Mechakara. Everyone does."

"Yet another prideful addition to the asylum", muttered Maul.

"So it would seem."

"It seems that our captors have a liking of those who have immense egos."

Vanitas sighed.

"I wonder what that says about their own egos."

Mechakara glanced up irritably. "I heard that!...Wait a minute…"

He went over to Maul. "I know you. I saw you on a poster for some second-rate motion picture."

"A motion Picture?" Maul said. "I am unfamiliar with the term. And who are you anyway?"

"My extra arms were surgically grafted on by Lord Orochimaru, though I don't understand the process." He then declines the offer of food."What exactly are the challenges like?"

"Mechakara will do, and a motion picture is exactly what it sounds like. Remind me of your name, ic you would."

"I am Darth Maul." The Zabrak replied, hands crossed.

—Megatron had been about to speak on a possible synergy of purpose with the Dark Axis, when he spied the humanoid entity. Megatron initiated a deep scan, raising a plated eyebrow at the result.

A Pretender with an organic shell? —

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Mechakara turned to Megatron. Another android? There may be hope for me yet Good afternoon, sir, who might you be?"

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The Visser gazed at the newcomer with marked interest, refraining from directly contrcting and preferring to see what sort of creature this was.

Daido looked at the new coming android. "A cyborg? Like Shocker Rider?" Daido said, stroking his chin.

Mechakara glanced at Daido "No. Not exactly. There are organic components, but the remblance is only, how to put it, skin deep."

Daido's eyes widen in surprise, then resume to normal. "So, who's the lucky scientist that programed you?" Daido said.

— The Decepticon parted his mouthplates a couple centimetres, and the words came out as a half-second burble of code.—

-# You Will Know Me As Megatron, Leader Of The Decepticons From Cybertron. And You Are?#-

-# My name is Mechakara, sir."#- He replied with a slight bow, then angrily marched towards Diado. "My creator was neither a scientist, nor lucky.He was a comic book critic, who made me so someone could do the dishes and held the camera while he prattled on about the value of idiotic pictures on pressed sheets of paper!"

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"Pictures on pressed sheets of paper? What a worthless art form..."

"...Paper?" General Guy thought aloud, although loud enough so that everyone could hear.