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So be it. I being my ever useful self...
I will Help Trenn Teach History.
The history of how we all came to be.
Last I recall, I had received word that a scientist had succeeded in making homonculi. It was messy, it was bloody, and it resulted in several minor Chocobo Sexual Harassment lawsuits, but he suceeded.
I visited the chap, and he was happy to regale me. The first success was the Creation if Fish. The components used in that was the blood taken from several Pro Wrestling Superstars, as well as the fin of an unidentified sea dwelling creature. His growth was rapid, and in no sooner than 3 weeks, he soon began devising the schematics for a an oddly Phallic, but capable flying machine. The front of said airship, loaded with a cannon that dazzled all with it's white hot light.
The second successful creation was our very own Trenn. The professor told me that he used a strain of DNA from a mysterious conifer, that utilized it's mobile roots to well, move around. Another important component was tooth of a tiger and the forearm of an Aristocratic, diplomatic, yet sociopathic...
...Canadian Mountie. He had found that the arm from the sociopathic madman didn't wind up in fueling Trenn with bloodlust, no no! It instead gave him unique leadership skills, enabling him to be quite the strategist.
The professor, pleased with his first two successes, went on a bender and churned out more successful homunculi. From the resilient J, with his powers of self healing and regeneration that'd put Wile E. Coyote to shame, to the stioc Huntr, whose expert sniping skills helped to weed out the idiocies of man... to even the insanely musically talented Kriel, Kath, and Ribbin, they were all equally useful. Hell, Ribbin gained fame with his smash hit, Desu Man!
But then I got to thinking; as magnificent as these creations were, would they be accepted by society?
The first creation, Fish banded with Trenn and two other creations; Wayne, who was rumored to have been partially created, using the ribcage of a girl with moderately fair weight and speed problems, and Denko, who's alchemical makeup has yet been disclosed to me, but I assume he was made of some awesome s**t. And using their chemically infused strength, they erected an establishment so these kind constructed souls could have a place to congregate and speak of the world and al the things that dwell withing. It had it's humble beginnings, but soon grew into a magnificient semi-utopia.
And you ask yourselves, what part do I play in this?
Being one of the first few that accepted them, I meet here regularly with the members, during my vacationing days, which are frequent, because though a certified Hero I may be, I am also very, very lazy.
Other humans are here too! World renowned scientist Owwin is here to make sure the homunculi do not suddenly deconstruct into a pile of tissue and goo. It had happened with a certain carrot eared subject... I don't wanna talk about it.
Professor Owwin is currently looking into the Elixir of Eternal Life, along with his part time assistant, Zephyrkitty. She is also an accomplished media researcher, stacking the "N Cult" as this establishment has been called, with good books, and suggesting excellent viewing media, and so forth.
Traveling warriors have also made this place their place of relaxation. Reg, who can be somewhat of an anti-hero, drops by regularly. His badassery has garnered some respect.
To to sum it up, this establishment is...
...That's odd. Part of the last page here is missing. neutral Ah well!
Tomorrow, we shall learn about how we can have considerable sex appeal, from LPS!
I will Help Trenn Teach History.
The history of how we all came to be.
Last I recall, I had received word that a scientist had succeeded in making homonculi. It was messy, it was bloody, and it resulted in several minor Chocobo Sexual Harassment lawsuits, but he suceeded.
I visited the chap, and he was happy to regale me. The first success was the Creation if Fish. The components used in that was the blood taken from several Pro Wrestling Superstars, as well as the fin of an unidentified sea dwelling creature. His growth was rapid, and in no sooner than 3 weeks, he soon began devising the schematics for a an oddly Phallic, but capable flying machine. The front of said airship, loaded with a cannon that dazzled all with it's white hot light.
The second successful creation was our very own Trenn. The professor told me that he used a strain of DNA from a mysterious conifer, that utilized it's mobile roots to well, move around. Another important component was tooth of a tiger and the forearm of an Aristocratic, diplomatic, yet sociopathic...
...Canadian Mountie. He had found that the arm from the sociopathic madman didn't wind up in fueling Trenn with bloodlust, no no! It instead gave him unique leadership skills, enabling him to be quite the strategist.
The professor, pleased with his first two successes, went on a bender and churned out more successful homunculi. From the resilient J, with his powers of self healing and regeneration that'd put Wile E. Coyote to shame, to the stioc Huntr, whose expert sniping skills helped to weed out the idiocies of man... to even the insanely musically talented Kriel, Kath, and Ribbin, they were all equally useful. Hell, Ribbin gained fame with his smash hit, Desu Man!
But then I got to thinking; as magnificent as these creations were, would they be accepted by society?
The first creation, Fish banded with Trenn and two other creations; Wayne, who was rumored to have been partially created, using the ribcage of a girl with moderately fair weight and speed problems, and Denko, who's alchemical makeup has yet been disclosed to me, but I assume he was made of some awesome s**t. And using their chemically infused strength, they erected an establishment so these kind constructed souls could have a place to congregate and speak of the world and al the things that dwell withing. It had it's humble beginnings, but soon grew into a magnificient semi-utopia.
And you ask yourselves, what part do I play in this?
Being one of the first few that accepted them, I meet here regularly with the members, during my vacationing days, which are frequent, because though a certified Hero I may be, I am also very, very lazy.
Other humans are here too! World renowned scientist Owwin is here to make sure the homunculi do not suddenly deconstruct into a pile of tissue and goo. It had happened with a certain carrot eared subject... I don't wanna talk about it.
Professor Owwin is currently looking into the Elixir of Eternal Life, along with his part time assistant, Zephyrkitty. She is also an accomplished media researcher, stacking the "N Cult" as this establishment has been called, with good books, and suggesting excellent viewing media, and so forth.
Traveling warriors have also made this place their place of relaxation. Reg, who can be somewhat of an anti-hero, drops by regularly. His badassery has garnered some respect.
To to sum it up, this establishment is...
...That's odd. Part of the last page here is missing. neutral Ah well!
Tomorrow, we shall learn about how we can have considerable sex appeal, from LPS!
