Shiyonichi
The Edgelord
“I’m from California, college.” I answered before stating. “I’m not one for small talk actually, besides I need you to hold on to something for me.” I take out a strange looking device. It was a strange, palm sized stone like device. The Evol Trigger. An alien weapon capable of allowing the user to create black holes. A weapon capable of reducing the surface of a planet to a lifeless wasteland.
(So this, but it’s slate gray.)
“This is the Evol Trigger, it’s currently inactive, but I need you to hold on to this, this thing can generate black holes, it’s too dangerous for someone like the Overseer to grab a hold of. In fact, since this is a world of fiction shapeshifters might be around, so don’t give it back to me unless I say the name of your greatest weapon. Oh and don’t say the answer out loud, I don’t want to risk the off chance that someone is listening in to us via supernatural means.”
I sincerely hope that I’m just being paranoid.
wdinatx
(So this, but it’s slate gray.)
“This is the Evol Trigger, it’s currently inactive, but I need you to hold on to this, this thing can generate black holes, it’s too dangerous for someone like the Overseer to grab a hold of. In fact, since this is a world of fiction shapeshifters might be around, so don’t give it back to me unless I say the name of your greatest weapon. Oh and don’t say the answer out loud, I don’t want to risk the off chance that someone is listening in to us via supernatural means.”
I sincerely hope that I’m just being paranoid.
wdinatx