Stares at decent theme.
FUNCTION OVER FORM.
// rolls around, someone draw me Viktoria or AU - Tori being tsundere cute LOL help me.
mirathemessenger at that Stuft Pizza next to Quang Minh’s — glorious mead and chilled glasses I wont drink from + freeee wifiiiiii.
Aww yiss. Waiting for pizza. So many tv screens. U vU;;
I will eat in your honor.
"A supporter of the Evolution is a supporter. Who am I send one away?" To Viktor, it was either work at the lab tables or be on it. "If a yordle wishes to advance along the phylogenetic tree, then I will gladly assist any. Though,” the Herald scoffs, “I must say, they have much greater leaps and bounds to make than humans.
"Rest assured, we will all soon be one species."
Wait, so am I right that Orianna has recently been added as Viktor’s rival or something? Or am I just?????
// Too many threads. I’m seriously considering to drop a few.
There was no doubt that the Creator discriminated against the fleshlings. “Until the humans,” he meant the rest of sheep flock, “embrace the cure, my children of the Evolution must handle them with utmost care as to not… accidentally crush their frail, unaugmented bodies.”
The purpose was to save all that desired salvation. He had no qualms, however, with destroy all who stood in opposition of the Evolution.
The Machine Herald had been carefully monitoring and personally sifting through all incoming letters and other notifications for that response to his application. He had been even more secretive between the time he had sent in his resume until now when he carefully reviewed the letter informing him about his interview. He read it over, made note of the date, and then quickly tucked the slip away, as if leaving it exposed any longer would kill him. There were many facets his acolytes did not know about their glorious leader; him applying for such a job would be another one added to the list.
As a skilled and even cutthroat businessman himself, Viktor knew that employers looked for punctual interviewees. Thus, he found himself seated outside in the lobby an hour before his scheduled appointment with Janna. Though soon, it would be his turn. He glanced at the door from behind his mask and stood tall and confidently, while he smoothed out any wrinkles in his black suit.
He had many odd jobs in his early days as the Herald, when he had been scrambling for funds. He shrugged and waited for his interviewer to call him in. He would land this position easily.
Janna had been smart to schedule interviews spaced enough so that none of the applicants ran into each other, even if someone was early. By the time Viktor showed up, even as he was early, she had set herself to the task of taking inventory of the bar. She was focusing on glasses, seeing as she had to clean up a broken few the night before. Once her numbers were documented, she went to fetch Viktor.
"Welcome," she said simply, giving him a small smile. "Please, come in. I’d like to see what you have to offer my Club. I must warn you, though. My business partner is… unique to say the least.” She gave him a nod and stepped back, holding the door for him.
That very partner swaggered into the room just then, clad in his suit of money and gold, stitched of the various currencies of Valoran, “Yo, Metal V, what up? You here to be a…uh… Stripper? Ay man, whatever you like. gonna have t’ show us what you got though.”
Janna sighed softly and merely hid her face with one of her hands. “Yes, Viktor, you’ll have to show us your skills, but in a moment,” she grumbled. She wasn’t about to add that they were waiting for another applicant to arrive. She had made sure none of them ran into each other… except for a few.
Viktor hadn’t been to any club since his metallic transformation. The last time he went had to have been a couple of years before he enrolled into his doctoral programs. So, the inventor considered this an entirely fresh experience to him. Though, like all the many interviews the Herald had, he had prepped and researched well in advance.
The door swung open and he noticed only Janna came out to greet him. No previous interviewee? Viktor heard there were quite the number of applicants. To not see anyone was ‘Good to know,' he pursed his lips in realization of the confidentiality. With that reassuring thought, he then strode into the room.
Before he could ask about this business partner of hers, a man of peculiar qualities joined them. His brows arched high in surprise, his eyes widening as they scanned over him. There was this aureate aura that radiated from the man and his presence was just as commanding.
He was stupidly rich.
The half-caste was pulled away from his thoughts when he was referred as “Metal V.” It took Viktor a moment to process that the famed Zaunite scientist was about to show people that being a stripper was also a part of his talents.
Viktor turned to Janna, “In a moment? Yes, of course.”
The skull helm flared with a malicious red flame, his sockets glowing with unmistakable triumphant, “The Voidborn are mine, reborn as children of the Evolution.”
// I dug around my headcanons tag and found this for you: [ x ]
That should give you a clear understanding of my muse’s stance on the Voidborn and Battle Cast series + a few other goodies.