05-11-2018, 04:11 PM
As the Quarterback of Chaos watched the beautiful technology of the Empire, he wished that all the verses had technology like this. Resources like the ones possessed by the Empire were something that he wanted for himself. Of course, right now he was not here to have a pity fest about what he didn't have. Smacking himself in order to snap himself out of those thoughts, Warren now remembered why he had come here in the first place. His unwanted house guest was probably making more people bloody and dead, and so he had to get rid of her. However, he lacked the resources to deal with the problem himself. Thus, his current idea was a form of outsourcing. What he planned to do was pay the empire to deal with his problem. This was why he had opted to approach the parked ship on Tier 1 and make his way towards it. The place was beautiful, and in truth he wished he had a ship like this. The guns it had alone, if they were operational would make dealing with Yandere ridiculously easy for him. A single shot from the guns could probably make the guy dead if he were a secondary. If it was a Prime who continued troubling him he could at least ensure that he'd have a week of peace without having to worry about getting shanked with that sword.
To this day, Warren had a phobia of katanas. While he did wield one, it was only because he was attempting to make himself overcome his fear. Were it not for such a reason he would have discarded the sword. As the regulated environment of the Empire's world Coruscant displayed, they even had the technology to control the weather. This was something that the Quarterback of Chaos wished that he could do with his own technology. Sure he was developing new gadgets such as his NFL-Laser, but it was not enough in the grand scheme. If he was to truly excel he had to overcome his numerous fears.
Approaching the Venator Class Star Destroyer, Warren knew once he did this there was no going back. It would burn his bridges with Gilgamesh, and probably cause him to have to relocate. At this point, though he did not care. Yandere and Hecate needed to be stopped. And since he could not do it himself, it was time someone else was paid by him to deal with the situation - once and for all. This needed to end if he was ever to have peaceful dreams. Over the course of the last week and a half, Warren had thirty bad dreams, at least 20 of which involved Yandere, and various forms of Warren dying. In order to buy himself some peace of mind Warren decided that he needed someone who could punt Yandere across the Omniverse to deal with the situation once and for all.
Once he was inside, Warren was escorted by one of the Storm Troopers to a lounge and made to wait there.
To this day, Warren had a phobia of katanas. While he did wield one, it was only because he was attempting to make himself overcome his fear. Were it not for such a reason he would have discarded the sword. As the regulated environment of the Empire's world Coruscant displayed, they even had the technology to control the weather. This was something that the Quarterback of Chaos wished that he could do with his own technology. Sure he was developing new gadgets such as his NFL-Laser, but it was not enough in the grand scheme. If he was to truly excel he had to overcome his numerous fears.
Approaching the Venator Class Star Destroyer, Warren knew once he did this there was no going back. It would burn his bridges with Gilgamesh, and probably cause him to have to relocate. At this point, though he did not care. Yandere and Hecate needed to be stopped. And since he could not do it himself, it was time someone else was paid by him to deal with the situation - once and for all. This needed to end if he was ever to have peaceful dreams. Over the course of the last week and a half, Warren had thirty bad dreams, at least 20 of which involved Yandere, and various forms of Warren dying. In order to buy himself some peace of mind Warren decided that he needed someone who could punt Yandere across the Omniverse to deal with the situation once and for all.
Once he was inside, Warren was escorted by one of the Storm Troopers to a lounge and made to wait there.