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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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'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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David F. Morgenstern Grinned, he stepped forward, and caught the tentacle, he kicked it in the head, before turning his attention to Sophia, he threw her a syrette, filled with morphine,and then he smiled, and winked, before turning to Aiyanna. He flung a punch, a heavy right hook. He Then went for a kick, his coat, falling off.
"Want to know, why people can't kill me?" "It's a good secret you know." "I don't know, maybe a robot like you, might learn to harvest my natural electricity, for infinite power..." He shrugged.



One word on his lips as he talked.


"Run."

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 "C,mon!" he yelled as he picked himself up from the wall, Spitting out a glob of blood, and licking his teeth, he yawned, and patted his mouth.
"You really don't get us humans, You don't know the differences. It's always kill all humans, or rogue ai that, with you self-aware bitches, your way to common, You'd think the ancients would have heard of this, or the replicators would have dealt with it."

He grinned, he loved sarcasm, absolutely fucking loved it.
He ran in-front of sophia, he pushed her back, towards the back-door, as he smiled at the AI.
Why was he protecting her?, No idea, Probably because it's his personality.

He sighed, and then grinned again.

"C'mon, Kill me, let's see that shitty programmer of yours knew of immortals."

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You don't make this easy mcnuker

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David F. Morgenstern Sidestepped the blast, and then stepped back, he flexed his fingers, then started running back, after Sophia, sliding, passing the blast, and catching Sophia, gripping her, and sliding underneath some rubble. "Shush." he said quietly, as the slid into a huge rubble pile, still at the back of gambits, as he pulled her along,, and then crawled out again, then getting an idea, he grasped sophias arm, and cut her hand, drawing blood and wiping it along his hand.
He crawled out, and stepped out, leaving sophia in the rubble, and walked up to the guard, and smashing it in the face, with a heavy fist.

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David F. Morgenstern Would kick the Sentinel into one blast, then hit the floor, and rolling out of the way, to a half finished wall, he withdrew his own pistol, and cocked it, he then threw it away, and grasped the sentinels body, wondering if it had a weapon, searching it.

He then gave a sparing glance at Sophia, then held out his hand out of cover, the blood would make it seem like sophias.

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David F. Morgenstern Was about to grumble, when he was stuck in the shoulder by a tentacle, he howled in pain, and attempted to back away, stumbling over some rubble, and hitting the concrete floor, cracking his skull open, yet it didn't congeal, or fly out, his body just lay there, completely lifeless, then it busted into restart, making him yell, and scream, and talk really quiet, as it tested his knowledge, and 'Logistics' like a rebooting computer, he finally got back up, stumbling around for a second, he stumbled over to the sentinel, and attempt to crush its face on the floor, before ducking low from the blast, and falling away from the sentinel again. He grumbled, and leaped up, and leapt towards one of the rubble searching sentinals, planning on dashing it's 'Head' upon the jagged looking rafter next to it.

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 "You forgot about the battle-cruisers again, dumb-ass." he shouted back, as three imperial class reaver, battle cruisers arrvied from deep space, detecting their signal, that David had sent though being killed. A loud ring, and the sounds of EMP, and Twin-linked plasma cannons, with twin linked laser-canons, and the sounds of the entire ships coming online, capital ship?, Pfft, they were nothing comparable to these things.

"Release the human, or die, AI." boomed a vox-box, from the underside of a ship.
It blasted the ship with EMP, and jump-troopers, with chain-swords descended upon the hull..

"Told you."
David simply retorted.

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David F. Morgenstern Imperial ships weren't really known to have...Human occupants, Space marines, Genetic soldiers, but it didn't really save them, but it gave David he distraction, he ran up a pillar of rubble, and leaped onto Sophia, pulling her off the leg, and falling, falling and hitting the ground hard, coughing blood, and bruises, cracked bones, and alike, he pushed her off, with the last of his strength, pushing her inside the bar, and looking up at the exploding ships, the space marines however, where known for, anti matter cores, and known to explode, on two different spectrum's, both bypassing any shield, and with the force of a thousand warheads going off, piece thought ships, as they went on exploding reactions, showering them with bits of ship.

(This is getting weird now...)

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David F. Morgenstern Being helpless to stop this he grumbled, before shortly hit the face by somebody's dismembered leg, making him black out.
"Ow." was the lost thing he said..

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David F. Morgenstern Strolls into the ruined bar, brushing himself down, getting rid of any gray dust on his clean pants, being homeless didn't mean, being poor.
he shrugged, and opened the right-at-the-moment useless door. He raised an eyebrow at the single wall, and laughed quietly, making his way to a makeshift table and sitting down, staring at the wood. admiring the in-grooves, since he had nothing better to do.

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David F. Morgenstern Suddenly perked up and fell of his chair, since he was wasn't really expecting Qwilli to appear, he crashed on the ground, and laughed uncomfortably, before stopping, and picking himself up, yawning lightly, and getting up, and brushing himself down, careful to brush some dirt off his coat, and perking up is collar.

"Qwilli, First i will ask what's inside that box, and then second, i will ask what your doing ambushing me like that for.".
He smiled, picking up his chair.

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David F. Morgenstern Just shudders, he had been morbidly afraid of tentacles, since someone thought it would be funny, to grow some inside his fucking cat.
And it nearly killed him, with the flaring tentacles bursting out of the cat, and attempting to rip the skin of his face, when he was petting it!.

He shudders again, slightly pulling his chair back, mumbling something along the lines of.
"Don't Want....Tentacles.."

And then shuddering again.

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David F. Morgenstern He slowly turned to Qwilli, and decided it would be better, if he sat next to her, nearly jumping off his chair. and proceeded to sit next to her.
Still shuddering, he huddles up to Qwilli, the thoughts of tentacles literally squirming, and contorting in his head, with widened eyes, he put his hand over them.

"So, Whats in the box...?" "Dear god, i just reminded myself of my horrible childhood television shows back then."
he shrugged, they didn't teach him anything, especially that preschool bullshit, whats one plus one, it's fucking two, why the fuck did you hesitate ten seconds before answering. He sighed, and chuckled quietly to himself.

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 "I'm not stalking..you?" he said quite blatantly, lacking emotion behind it. But he laughed quite warmly, and walked over to her, giving her a hug, which to him, was the first display of social activities, today, and was rather lacking, since he lacked the experience of actual social activities, being locked up in a lab all day.

"If anything, if i was stalking you, i would have already got what i came for, he gestures towards a needle belt on his shoulder, and then shuddering lightly at her spider like crawling, he hated spiders too, never mess with genetics, that made things larger, was the way nature said.

"STOP FUCKING WITH SHIT."

So, the reward for doing that, was rather, a giant spider, inside his lab, bleeding ichor, and ruining his lunch. He groaned, and then turned back to Qwilli.

"Can't i show some affection?"

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David F. Morgenstern Moves is hands, covering his eyes, a tiny bit, before taking them off completely, He then gave a 'What the fuck was that for' look at Qwilli, and started to look around for tentacles, before shortly satisfied, and proceed to stare at Isocrates, like he was the plague.

"Your death?, Oh well then, I'm glad I'm immor-"
he hesitated, not wishing to let Qwilli know, that the zombie virus, originally affected him, but his genes fused with it, instead of rejecting it, which resulted in the most common zombie causes.

"Uhm..In my prime." he slowly shrugged, putting on a nervous smile.

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David F. Morgenstern Sighed, a deep breath of relief, knowing that this personification of death, would probably grab him around the neck, and drag him down into the underworld.

But then the death that watched over him, would probably be pissed off, to no end, about his favorite undying victim of stupid deaths,decided that he would stop doing stupid things, and get dragged down into the underworld. And stupid things to David mean's intelligent, and not-going-to-learn-a-thing, unless i successfully do it, and not die. Which often fails, and leaves Him to re-learn everything about himself.

"Well's that's great, i don't have to go into the und-"
he nearly let it slip to Qwilli again. He shuffled, and laughed quietly

"Don't have to go to a mental asylum again, Good eats, define it, its not brains is it?"
"Eh, I'll come with." He wasn't planning on being around a death angel for long..

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David F. Morgenstern Shrugged lightly, feeling a little left-out, he too sticks his head in the freezer, looking around, finding a large ice-cream Which was an entire bucket, filled with vanilla, he proceeds to devour it, Using a spoon from one of the until racks, he attempts to sneak past Qwilli, attempting to hide behind the wall, while he devours his ice-cream.

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David F. Morgenstern Enters the half ruined bar, and takes a seat on the counter, spinning his legs onto it, and crossing them, yawning slightly.
He Held a picture of Qwilli, looking upon her picture, before dismissing the photo, and getting up, noticing the violence.

He sighed, and he leaped at Kazura, with a grin on his face, intercepting a killing?, Oh great, the guy has a sword, now why the fuck did i do that for.

Fuck.

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David F. Morgenstern Groans, and notices he flew right past Alexia, and hit the unfinished wall.
He groaned again, he had a dislocated finger, and wrist, he pushed himself up, and grumbled, getting up, and limping to Tyliana.

"This is what happens, when bad meets evil."
he groaned, and sighed, he extended his dislocated hand, gripping it hard, and there were several loud cracks, as he moves them back into place.

"I never really go-"
he groaned, and fell to the floor, there was a large stone pole protruding from his shoulder.

"Ow." he groaned.