black_prince (black_prince) wrote in marvel_legends,
@ 2011-04-22 10:45:00

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'He shood be here soon.' Blackheart mused to himself as he stood at the entrance of the Diabolus facility. Of course Blackheart wasn't in his true form, rather thay of his human alias, Malik Jericho. Even in a human form, "Malik" was an intimidating presence, standing at six feet five inches tall with a deep, chilling voice. As far as human guises went, Blackheart enjoyed this one. He was currently awaiting the arrival of his newest client, someone very interested in the strides Blackheart's technomancers had made in Sentinel technology.

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die_muties
2011-04-23 12:57 am UTC (link)

President Dhamir Ndroso, newly elected leader of the nation of Ghudaza, enters his office after another round of meetings. The creation of his cabinet has taken more time than he wanted due to removal of those who cling to the old ways. Educated in Europe, Ndroso has watched how the other governments of the world operate and found use in moving away from the barbarian ways of his people.

Now that Wakanda has fallen, it is time for Ghudaza to rise.

Ndroso, just months ago, had been a mid-level politician who'd lost his wife and three children to mutant terrorist attack. Ndroso knew that mutants were a plague on the world and he wanted the power to effect change and protect those without such heinous abilities. But who would listen to him when Wakanda's king prospered by being married to a witch that could smite people with lightning?

Malik Jericho's offer was almost too good to be true. He said that he could get the right people to support Ndroso, that he could get the right people to believe in his vision for a united Ghudaza that would eventually rival Wakanda in power. Above all, he would provide the means for Dhamir to push the mutants out of Ghudaza and retake the country for humanity.

He would have been a fool to say no.

Upon seeing Mister Jericho (who unsettled him a great deal, even though they were cordial), Dhamir grants the man a deep bow of respect. He does not know where Malik Jericho comes from, but he has his suspicions. Cursory investigation turns up a history that is almost /too/ perfect, too filled in to be believable. Jericho has turned Ndroso's enemies into allies, and given him the ability to reach people on a personal, emotional level.

The man is clearly sent by the gods to show him the path to victory.

"My Esteemed Friend, your presence honors me. How may I help you?" Ndroso asks, waiting to be acknowledged.

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	black_prince 2011-04-23 01:20 am UTC (link)
	"The honor is mine, Mr. President." Jericho answers with a knowing smile and an nod of respect. "I asked you here because I am happy to inform you that the weapons I promised you are ready for perusal." (Reply to this)(Parent)(Thread)

	die_muties 2011-04-23 02:00 am UTC (link)
	President Ndroso's joy overwhelms his fear, for the moment. He smiles broadly at Mr. Jericho. "You continue to perform miracles, my friend. I had expected that they might not be ready for some time, but this is good. When can we look them over?" he asks. (Reply to this)(Parent)(Thread)

	black_prince 2011-04-23 03:28 am UTC (link)
	"Under normal circumstances, they would not be. However my people are very good at finding new ways to circumvent old issues. This way, Mr. President." Malik directed Dhamir to to the base's test site. "Bring out the Sentinel!" As Jericho spoke, the floor in front of the trwo men began to open. (Reply to this)(Parent)(Thread)

die_muties
2011-04-23 02:35 pm UTC (link)

Ndroso follows Malik, wondering just what kind of improvements could be made to the mutant-hunting machines. He didn't want to use them right away, but they would be linchpin of his plan, nonetheless.

"Do you still plan to open your offices here in Ghudaza? I've been working to push the building permits, grants and tax credits through for you. People will receive jobs and education, which will only help our star shine brighter, while Wakanda's continues to darken." Dhamir says.

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black_prince
2011-04-23 03:12 pm UTC (link)

The Sentinel is raised as Ndroso speaks. By all accounts it looks the same as the older models.

"Yes, your country's location gives me a great deal of security. I appreciate your efforts on my behalf, Mr. President." Blackheart smiles at Ndroso's enthusiasm. "Indeed. My company and your nation will take their rightful places on the world stage."

Malik pulls out a cell phone. "Bring out the artillery. I wish to show the President what makes this model distinct from its predecessors."

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	die_muties 2011-04-24 06:27 pm UTC (link)
	Ndroso watches with rapt fascination as the artillery is brought forward. He can almost see the visions of the mutants dying in his head. (Reply to this)(Parent)(Thread)

black_prince
2011-04-24 09:53 pm UTC (link)

"You'd best wear these." Malik handed Ndroso a pair of sound-dampeners. Ndroso may notice Malik himself does not bother with wearing one. "Fire!"

The artillery shell the lone Sentinel. In all the unit fares good under the assault, but inevitably begins to fall apart. Arms, legs, even the head had come off the shoulders.

"Now, now is the part you will truly want to see. My people have sucessfully made it so that each individual piece has its own internal power source. Along with a..how should I say..survival instinct built in. Watch."

As soon as the grinb formed on Jericho's face, the "parts" began to move on their own.

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	die_muties 2011-04-24 10:43 pm UTC (link)
	Ndroso puts on the sound-dampeners, figuring that his partner has simply outfitted these robots with better armor to withstand attacks. He was not expecting what he saw. He exclaims in his native language, watching as the parts slither back to the Sentinel or move forward in their direction. "They cannot be destroyed...?" he whispers in shock. (Reply to this)(Parent)(Thread)

black_prince
2011-04-24 10:57 pm UTC (link)

"Not exactly. Each unit has multiple power sources within them." The power sources in this case were demonic spirits, but Ndroso didn't need to know that. "In the case of amputation or decapiation, each unit maintains a desire to fulfill it's primary programming. And not only that..."

As Malik spoke, one of the hands extended itself upward and fired a palm blast at the automated artillery, doing significant damage.

"Not as powerful as if it were connected to the main unit, but even in pieces they are still dangerous. However, the pieces must be large enough to acommadate its inner power source. For example, a lone Sentinel finger will likely stay as it lies."

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die_muties
2011-04-25 12:02 am UTC (link)

"Still, Mr. Jericho, this is amazing. The Americans only /wish/ they had Sentinels such as these. Did you know that there are barely one-thousand mutants left world wide after the Decimation? They are right to hide away and die, for the gods have judged them unworthy to survive." Ndroso says.

"You have made true progress with this technology..and you have been invaluable to my campaign. Thank you for this. I will put it to good use." he says.

"How many do we have ready at this time?" he asks.

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black_prince
2011-04-25 01:24 am UTC (link)

Blackheart merely smiled at Ndroso's proclamation of gods. Perhaps one day he'd be worshipped as one.

"Thank you, Mr. President. However I gain as much as you in this endeavor. Here, in Ghudaza, I do not have to worry about SHIELD, Stark, no one looking over my shoulder. You have given me peace of mind to ply my trade, and for that I am grateful."

Jericho's smiles beams in an almost sinister way.

"Four dozen with two more nearly finished. They will be ready fo use within the day."

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die_muties
2011-04-25 02:45 am UTC (link)

"You will have that peace of mind as long as you require it, Mr. Jericho. Ghudaza is open and welcome to Diabolous as long as necessary." Ndroso says.

"These will come in handy against the dissidents in my government. All of them are mutants who want to take freedom away from those of us without powers. It sickens me that they dare claim superiority over humanity...but now the odds are even." he says darkly.

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black_prince
2011-04-25 03:04 am UTC (link)

"Indeed they are, Mr. President." Malik's voice turned serious. "A word of warning: The process that grants these units their multiple power sources is a long one. Use these units carefully for replacing them will take considerable time."

Jericho turns his head to look directly at Ndroso.

"You know this intiative of yours will not go unnoticed." It was as much a statement as a question.

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die_muties
2011-04-25 03:27 am UTC (link)

Ndroso takes a deep breath. "I will not use these units without caution, my friend. And I know that there will be many who dislike what I am doing, but the United States has done much the same thing. Other countries have their own initiatives. If they speak out against me, I will turn their assertions back upon them and call them on their hypocrisy." he says.

"But mutants murdered my family, Mr. Jericho. They murder thousands every day with powers they can barely control. Who will stand up for us, if I do not?" he asks.

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black_prince
2011-04-25 03:37 am UTC (link)

"Oh I understand completely, Mr. President. However, it is not the United States that concerns me.I refer to the island of 'Utopia'. With each passing day it becomes closer and closer to be an accepted nation. Their leaders will be a problem." That sinister smile returned to Malik's lips.

"However, I am not without ammunition of my own. Consider this a bonus." Jericho pulls out a photo, taken via satellite and hands it to Ndroso. It shows known mutant terrorists Magneto and Exodus setting foot on the island.

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die_muties
2011-04-26 01:10 am UTC (link)

Ndroso's eyes widen as he looks at the photo. Oh, this was just /too/ perfect. Utopia was now harboring known terrorists within their borders. Who would ally with them now, once the this information came out?

The United Nations, SHIELD, all of the would want answers, if they didn't immediately move against them.

"This is excellent, Mr. Jericho. No one will dare speak against us, least of all Utopia, or we will turn the world against them in one strike." Dhamir says.

"There will be nowhere left for them to run."

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black_prince
2011-04-26 01:41 am UTC (link)

"Yes, this isolates the mutants politically, but it will not stop them completely. Remember Mr. President, the X-Men are zealots as surely as the Brotherhood or Acolytes were. They believe that they are doing the right thing for their 'people'. That belief in their goals makes them dangerous, even more so than their powers. They will strike against your efforts, the only questions are 'how' and 'when'. You must be ready for when they do."

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	die_muties 2011-04-26 11:57 pm UTC (link)
	"You are right, Mr. Jericho. These weapons are but one portion of things, but...how can I hobble them before we can stop them completely? Perhaps I should just let them have the mutants here, giving the X-Men another issue to deal with and putting them in one place for the United States to deal with as they choose?" Ndroso says, considering. (Reply to this)(Parent)(Thread)

black_prince
2011-04-27 05:39 pm UTC (link)

"This is your nation and your people, Mr. President." Malik states calmly. "I would not feel right advising you on your foreign policy. I am after all, when it all boils down, a businessman. In the end, it is up to you how to deal with the mutants."

Jericho then smiles.

"Of course that doesn't mean I will not be available for hypothetical future transactions. Diabolous is spreading, it's influence growing. Information, technology, even foreign super-powered mercenaries should you ask. However, that is the only role I can fill."

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	die_muties 2011-04-28 11:47 pm UTC (link)
	"And it is the only role you should fill, Mr. Jericho. My apologies for asking you to step out of your element. I'll find a way to deal with Utopia and its ilk soon enough." Ndroso says. "In any event, I must go. I've got a victory dinner to attend and more appearances to make tomorrow. Can I walk you out?" he asks. (Reply to this)(Parent)(Thread)

black_prince
2011-04-29 12:21 am UTC (link)

"No apologies necessary, my friend. I simply do not want to fall into the stereotype of the rich businessman who believes he can tell other countries how to live." Malik says with a chuckle.

"I will be busy soon myself. I have to fly to America in the morning to finalize a business merger. I will not keep you any longer. Good luck to you, Mr. President. May your efforts bear fruit."

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	die_muties 2011-04-29 12:43 am UTC (link)
	"And thank you again for all your help, my friend. I hope to see you again soon, with video of the next victory that you've helped make possible." he says, bowing to Jericho. (Reply to this)(Parent)(Thread)

	black_prince 2011-04-29 09:04 am UTC (link)
	"I look forward it. Good day, Mr. President." Malik smiles as he watches Ndroso leave. Now it begins. END. (Reply to this)(Parent)

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