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David F. Morgenstern

[quote]Wait..You mean I'm going to have stitch someone up again?[/quote]

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a character in “The Multiverse”, as played by RolePlayGateway

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'Black Finger'

A rare genetic disorder. A mixture of telekinesis and brain manipulation. It usually occurs in the highly intelligent and mentally disturbed children and advances slowly though childhood.
It begins, with a black finger,at birth, which then slowly turns the pale white where therein, it can send out various brainwaves. The brain-waves have been known to be changed. No two 'Black finger' infections are the same, one for instance, can simply point, and the victim dies, while another points his finger, and the victims brain explodes, however they are all malevolent brain-waves.

David's infection is honed to be of a torture technique, it uses mental sparks of pain. That spread like fast growing roots throughout the body, thus extricating pain. That amplifies with every negative thought.

The victim must learn to love David.

So begins...

David F. Morgenstern's Story

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 "I only charged in, because somebody was about to get killed, and i hate anything to do with that, I find that i have a passion in science, magic and fixing the horrors i made." he shrugged, and leaned back.

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 "I never understood gods, Yet there fairly common nowadays, with no-one, to worship them, what's the point?"

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 "What do you find, so misleading about science then?, it seems to be the only thing that makes sense..."
he shrugged, and smiled.

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 "I know there not, there to pathetic to be gods anyway, stupid squabbling..."

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 "To Dangerous?, Right, Whose idea was it, to let The KRAKEN be unleashed on us, then?"

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 "And the obvious quick-fox, was to make a giant squid, and the proceed to kill everyone IN The water?, Thus dropping more dead bodies on top him, To be honest?, I Think your fellow gods are a bunch of pansies, and dumb-asses."

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 "Be nice to my brother, she says, the one responsible for shoving us into the dark ages." He rolled his eyes, and laughed.

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 "Sure, I'll go get myself killed several times, and then tell you, i didn't die." he said sarcastically.
he laughed to himself, and relaxed in his chair, taking another sip of his whiskey, before probing his shoulder, wincing slightly.

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David F. Morgenstern Sighing softly, he briefly wondered if anyone was going to take interest in him, before putting his palms on the counter, and sighed.

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David F. Morgenstern [color=navy]The necron stared at Aiyanna, Blank, Its green eyes just boring into her.

As she probed them, she would find a vioce clip, which would play though the speaker of the Fleshless, First necron.

"We are less than cattle to these beings, chattel to be cast aside, consumed or made sport with for their pleasure. There is not one amongst them that would pay heed to a world of Man as I would to an ant on my boot."

A recording, since the voice was of a womans.
It then rejected her attempts, and retaliated with it's own, being the work of the necron, Which was known for it's leaps and bounds across electronics, and cybernetics.

David grinned, and clapped.

It's turned, [url=http://wh40k.lexicanum.com/mediawiki/images/e/ea/NecronGaussFlayer.jpg]Body[/url] making naught a noise. Facing Aiyanna, as they took several steps forward, no weakness, being perfectly created beings, except for one thing, the lack of of emotions, and trust.

David clapped again, stepping back, and then said loudly.

"The Necrons are unyielding

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It's turned, [url=http://wh40k.lexicanum.com/mediawiki/images/e/ea/NecronGaussFlayer.jpg]Body[/url] making naught a noise. Facing Aiyanna, as they took several steps forward, no weakness, being perfectly created beings, except for one thing, the lack of of emotions, and trust.

David clapped again, stepping back, and then said loudly.

"The Necrons are unyielding war machines that bring swift death to their prey. Armed with Gauss weaponry that strip an opponent's molecules one layer at a time, the Necrons have fearsome firepower. Also, the Necrons have a remarkable ability to repair themselves"

He laughed.

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David F. Morgenstern The necron noticed this, and flicked off the weapons, turning to david, they simply stared at him, giving david a sense of being watched. A very unnerving glare, as he passed a USB Stick, into one of their hands, it contained information about the world, and maps.

But david was cunning, it also didn't include most of the military information, so if a necron lord was to come in, it would notice this, and probably force the information from david, but these were lesser troops.

They took the USB, and stood their, until david dismissed them, or a lord would come in. There processors would silently tick, as they thought.

They heard aiyanna talk, and readied there weapons.

David clapped.
"Please Aiyanna, Please do not talk to her."

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 The necrons stared at The necron lord, for a couple of seconds, before they opened up neywork connections, to switch leaders,and upload information to the necron lord. They showed there hands to the necron lord, with the USB in it.

If they could say master, and it wasn't prerecorded?
They would have, as they, noticed transmission of data from aiyanna.
They readied their weapons, the flayed one stalking around the necron lord.

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David F. Morgenstern The necrons Flexed their hands, the flayed one moved it's claws slightly, they all look aiyanna, noticing the anomaly, and sending the information to The necron lord, thought the necron network, As a Text File.

It read.

"Artificial.....Inteli....Gence...Sending....Comman...Ads..."
The necron could write perfectly, but these ones memory cores were broken, in Davids attempts on hacking them.

It added another line.

"Fi...X...Us?"

David rubbed his head, as if a clouding thought had left his mind, like a paper bag being lifted from his brain.
He looked around, dazed, before hearing her words, being an expert at Medical And psychological Deeds, he noticed something was wrong, he speculated.
He turned around, glancing the necron lord, and then backing off, his eyes widened. Afraid.

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David F. Morgenstern Would have replied to Sophia, if he wasn't suddenly grabbed and thrusted into the air, he coughed heavily, dangling his legs frantically, reaching for the ground, he wriggled before stopping, knowing it was no use, and he didn't want to die, David didn't fancy the idea of having to watch hours of video, and reading thousands of books about his life.

"I am!...That's all i have!" he lied, although terrible, and the sweat was already beading on his forehead, he had useful information, but his lie would be easily detectable.

The necrons just stood behind the lord, transferring control over to the necron lord, thus removing the connection between david, and them.

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David F. Morgenstern Wiping the seat of his forehead, and attempting to move his neck away from it's doubled edged point

"If I tell you...Will you let me go?, I can...I can...Give more information...that way.." he shudders, and then continues.
Feeling pain on the back of his neck, as he felt the coat collar cutting into his skin.


"I can..Help"

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David F. Morgenstern Shudders again.
He rubbed some more sweat off his forehead.

"What do you want to hear then?, I need time to get the information..."
"I always need time..." he added, his voice breaking in some places, as he rubbed some sweat of his forehead, and pulled his collar slightly, his hand reached for the inside of his coat, for the pistol that was in there.

"Time.." he said again.

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David F. Morgenstern He gestured towards his coat.
and hid his pistol behind his back, and rummaged in his lab-coat, pulling out a U.S.B Stick, with random assortments of space-fleets, guard times, although, he had encrypted it, and scrambled half of the files so the first line would look like this.

"Guards: 50, Around midnight."
The second line would be.
"Space-Guard-Fleet-Time, 5435, Guard."

He smiled nervously, holding the USB away from him, and wrapped his fingers around his usb, putting one of his nails n the data slot, he then heard sophia, and grimaced.

"Can you not do that?"
he blurted, then resumed talking.

"I'll give you this, if you let me go."
He said nervously, tugging his collar.

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David F. Morgenstern Groaned quite loudly, looking at the two holes in his chest, he hit his head on the floor-boards, putting a hand in his coat, and just managing to pull out his medical kit, as he bled immensely, he groaned again in pain, rolling over, and slumping on the counter, next to Qwilli, and grumbled something about not ever using necrons again.

He opened the medical kit, and laced a stitching in his free hand, that was holding a thin needle, and, and proceed to enchant it with some of his medical magic, sot hat it healed the flesh, as-well, as stop the bleeding, he stitched them closed, then groaned again.


"Hate robots..."

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David F. Morgenstern Sighed, finishing the last stitch, he finished with a sigh, and pushed himself up, sitting on a stool next to Qwilli, and sighed again, a big gout of a sigh. "Next time you see, get beaten up, by a giant robot, could you help?, I'm not exactly street brawler meatiness.."

"And why do you talk like this now?, your no-, Nevermind, How are you?"
He sighed, as he put away his med-pack. And sighed, prodding his belly attentively.