01-31-2018, 09:50 PM
"In a word - Diseases. Diseases that are transmitted by that thing stinging you, and sucking blood out of you. It is a pest that had I a can of Raid or a similar compound that could do away with the insect, I would have exterminated all of them in this forest." growled Warren. One of the absolute last problems that he needed was getting sick atop his already growing list of problems. One of these was Dark Hecate. He was going unfortunately to have to deal with the problem of her existence at some point. "So you essentially want a castle for us. As for my definition of futuristic, replace the trebutchet with a series of plasma cannons, which I will create for us, and a Force Field adding to the strength of the walls, as well as sentry turrets on the walls. Maybe even a Hangar that can release aircraft, or drones to attack my enemies for us," said Warren, as he thought about what the fortress should look like in his head. "When we do this, we need to find somewhere that no one cares about in this place, so we don't offend any of the locals via our construction efforts, okay?" asked Warren. Warren then looked at her for a moment. "When I have more time I need to somehow copy your ice powers, through science and create my own version of your blades, for my arsenal. Really there is a lot of stuff I need to make in order to improve my offensive capabilities to the level they should be at," stated Warren.
Warren knew he was not as weak as he had been. In fact his strength was increasing here in the Omniverse, though he was not sure why. Out of a whim he took some of the Omnilium he had, and began shaping it. When he was finished, a chrome and purple colored blaster appeared, and Warren examined it for several moments. "I believe I will call this, the "NFL-Laser." stated the Quarterback of Chaos. "This is something you could consider suitably futuristic," smiled Warren as he fired it at one of the trees, a laser shooting out of it, but with no noise whatsoever. It destroyed the branch of the tree. Once he had fired, he checked the ammo gauge. "Still has 9 shots, before it needs to reload, nice!"
Warren knew he was not as weak as he had been. In fact his strength was increasing here in the Omniverse, though he was not sure why. Out of a whim he took some of the Omnilium he had, and began shaping it. When he was finished, a chrome and purple colored blaster appeared, and Warren examined it for several moments. "I believe I will call this, the "NFL-Laser." stated the Quarterback of Chaos. "This is something you could consider suitably futuristic," smiled Warren as he fired it at one of the trees, a laser shooting out of it, but with no noise whatsoever. It destroyed the branch of the tree. Once he had fired, he checked the ammo gauge. "Still has 9 shots, before it needs to reload, nice!"