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Post by eez on Oct 27, 2009 17:22:32 GMT -5
Zurg was right in the middle of bending a bit over his plate to devour another bite when Red--being Red--asked the darnest thing!
He asked how he did it!
"Er....." The Evil Emperor hung in the air, his tongue still tense, and let his eyes roam from left to right before he brought them back at Red. "Do...what? Exactly?" He asked, looking like he was frozen in time for this very moment.
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Post by Blacksteel on Oct 27, 2009 17:25:24 GMT -5
Zurg looked so helplessly lost at his question that Hellboy actually chuckled a bit. "Well... just that. Talk with your mouth full..."
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Post by eez on Oct 27, 2009 17:40:44 GMT -5
Eat? That's what Red wanted to know? How he ate?
Zurg promptly sat up straight and wiped the corners of his grey lips with a napkin using his free hand before fidgeting with his foodsticks. He held a bit of silence for several seconds, but it passed as he cleared his expansive throat and found a voice to speak with.
"It was that weird, huh?" He muttered dejectedly to the side, feeling a tad awkward and out of place. "Even from where you're from?"
Well craters! Hadn't anyone seen someone talk and eat at the same time!? Blast, talk and eat while breathing too!? It just had to be weird if Red, of all people, wanted to isolate and inquire about it.
"It's simply biology." The Evil Emperor spoke up, scraping the rest of the loaf onto his plate with unceremonious plop. "It's just how I am."
He stared at his food for a bit, and felt insecure for a moment. Craters, even Red wanted to ask about it....
But he tried his hardest not to let that get the best of him and at once Zurg flashed a crooked grin; his jagged teeth bristling out somewhat due to the fact that they were no longer inseparable.
"You think that's having your mouth full? Then you've yet to see this!" He wrapped the melnar loaf into one roll around a stick and pricked the other one into the plump meat, yellow juices squirting out as he did so. He was going to show Red a real mouthful!
With expertise, he balanced the food precariously and laid it out before his tongue; the thick muscle easily commanding it back inside that damp cave of a mouth.
"Ta-da!" Zurg grinned widely, revealing the insides of his mouth as his voice could still be heard. "Normally I'd be severely reprimanded for such an act, but who cares! I'm an Evil Emperor! I can do what I want! AHAHAHAHAHA!" And as he laughed, the food apparently seemed to laugh with him as it wiggled up and down upon his broad, lilac tongue.
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Post by Blacksteel on Oct 27, 2009 17:52:38 GMT -5
"Well..." It wasn't as if he could lie now, though. The cat was out of the bag. "I'll have to admit that I've seen weirder, but not something involving still being able to talk while chewing. Sorry," he added hastily. "I mean, it sure bugs me when people stare at me and ask me personal questions. I was just curious." And after getting over his initial shock, it really wasn't that bad. Everyone was different in some way or other, and he kind of liked the emperor for being unique like that.
But even though he'd quickly accepted that almost impossible feat, he still gawked when Zurg swallowed the melnar loaf whole and grinned with it still clamped in his mouth. "Dang," Hellboy said in awe. "And the Professor kept telling me that I'd stuff too much food down my gullet." He roared with laughter, slapping his knee.
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Post by eez on Oct 27, 2009 18:01:24 GMT -5
"No, it's alright, I guess. I mean, you really can't be to blame since you're not from around here." Zurg began, throwing a hand to signify that the man had done no harm. "And it was really my fault. I normally don't eat in front of others, and I don't know why I decided to do so with you. Maybe it was because I wanted some delicious melnar loaf."
Yes, maybe that was it.
And he had said this while still chewing on the massive slab of whatever it was; but with his mouth closed, of course. He still had table manners!
"And if you must know the mechanics of it all, it's because unlike you, my trachea is a tad bigger in diameter and I have two sets of vocal chords that allow me continue speaking; even while I eat and breathe. It's biology for multi-taskers!" He joked, shaking his head. "But trust me, you think that's weird, you're in for a real shock as you become familiar with the galaxy."
Poor Red didn't know what was in store for him and this loaf was GOOD!
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Post by Blacksteel on Oct 27, 2009 18:20:05 GMT -5
If that thing can be called delicious, Hellboy thought dourly. But that was taste, for you. Liz liked eating her eggs with ketchup and Abe liked rotten fish eggs. It was all about different tastes.
Ahh, two sets of vocal cords. That explained the dual-toned voice. And things were even weirder in this place? Ho boy, what had he gotten himself into. That's what he got for touching mysterious objects.
"Tell me more about this place," he asked, leaning back and taking another sip from his beer. "Like, stuff that I'll need to know from everyday life. I really have absolutely no idea how different things can be now." Least he can understand the language, even though he can't read it.
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Post by eez on Oct 27, 2009 18:27:27 GMT -5
"Well...What would you like to know?"
What, was Zurg an encyclopedia now!?
"There's technology, places, people, that sort of thing. You know, general stuff." He shrugged, drinking his water in one gulp as he finished chewing the last bit of loaf in the back of his throat; his grazing molars clearly visible as he tipped his head to swallow the last drop.
When he was done, he let out a content sigh and slammed the glass upon the table; to the point of shattering it.
"I'd say you'd need to know about people: like Lightyear and his rookies."
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Post by Blacksteel on Oct 27, 2009 18:33:08 GMT -5
"The guy with the floopy blue hair?" Hellboy asked, fidgeting slightly. He still felt slightly guilty over what had happened. "He's a space cowboy or something, right?"
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Post by eez on Oct 27, 2009 18:38:27 GMT -5
"I didn't even know he had hair; craters, hair even!"
Just goes to show that anything could happen.
"And yes, that'd be Buzz Lightear, a Captain of Star Command, home of those blasted Space Rangers." Zurg began, growling at his empty plate. "Lightyear has foiled so many evil schemes I have the count at 3,247! Him and his rookies--Tangean Princess Ranger Nova, Jo-Adian Ranger Munchapper, and their plucky tin can XR--are real pieces of metal in my side!" He griped.
"Space Rangers only have jurisdiction in the Galactic Alliance, a parliament of sorts for accepted worlds. It's just democracy run by corrupt senators, if you ask me." He snorted, obviously not accepting of the concept. "The Space Rangers are their main military force."
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Post by Blacksteel on Oct 27, 2009 18:55:24 GMT -5
"Okay, so let me get this straight," Hellboy said, raising a stone finger. "These so-called space rangers are the military. The military for this Galactic Alliance."
Despite having been raised in a military base himself, Hellboy knew that more often than not, those who were on high had very different opinions than those portrayed for the rest of the world. And the grunts and soldiers were usually the ones who paid for it in their blissful ignorance. Those in power were corrupt indeed.
"And I assume that these Rangers just keep an eye on these accepted worlds. So what about the rest of them?"
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Post by eez on Oct 27, 2009 19:09:05 GMT -5
"You would be correct, yes." Zurg nodded. "They're basically the strong arm of the Law here. And as for the rest of the planets....well, they fall into their separate categories. Here, let me show you."
The Evil Emperor set the holographic panel down and did some tinkering with it until there was a burst of blue, prismatic light; a map manifesting before their eyes.
"This," He continued," is the galaxy. The Galactic Alliance controls most of the core worlds. They are primarily focused around the galaxy's core, of course. And the space immediately around is known as the Fringe--or worlds outside the Galactic Alliance. Those furthest from the galaxy's core are labeled as the Outback Quadrant, the Wastes, Dead Space, and of course, my very own."
Zurg highlighted a region with his plated finger, circling some location around the galaxy's upper left corner.
"This is Unfriendly Space, and this is where I live."
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Post by Blacksteel on Oct 28, 2009 11:32:47 GMT -5
The 3D map was rather impressive, Hellboy had to admit, as he eagerly leaned forward to get a better look. Planets danced around in the air, all, no matter how far, circling the suns of their respective solar systems. They were all of varying shapes and sizes, and to think that they were all widespread knowledge was incredible. He tentatively reached out with his flesh-and-blood hand and touched a bright blue planet that caught his interest; his finger passed through it, but the planet remained. It was kind of ticklish to the touch, as well.
However, the sheer number of all the planets and their varying positions contradicted with his prior knowledge. The way he recalled, it, the solar system had nine planets... and these... these were far, far more. Why, there were probably hundreds of solar systems, maybe even thousands. He couldn't spot anything familiar to him. "What's this galaxy called?" he asked curiously, still mesmerized by the display and feeling rather small and alone in this strange new place. "Do all of these planets have life?
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Post by eez on Oct 28, 2009 11:39:44 GMT -5
The Evil Emperor watched Red play with the hologram like a child would do with their very first hologram set, and didn't bother to correct the man as he began to fiddle with the prismatic blue pixels floating about in the air in their programmed orbits.
It must have been daunting to the man...
"The name is not important, and most races around here don't call it by the same moniker." Zurg spoke. "Just know that this galaxy is a typical spiral galaxy with multiple arms containing millions if not billions of solar systems and stars. Of course, not all planets have life, and that's what make us so special. For all its expansive qualities, the galaxy is rather...quiet."
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Post by Blacksteel on Oct 28, 2009 11:50:31 GMT -5
"Oh." He let his hand fall and looked down. Kind of a shame, but it was still a remarkable feat to even know that all these planets even existed. "Well, what about other galaxies?" he asked.
And where the heck are Earth and the Milky Way in all this? he added silently to himself. He had initially thought that he had merely travelled through time. But apparently, he had travelled through time and space, as well.
He wondered if that alien he had come across all those years ago had his home-planet somewhere close-by. They had known about his existence. Some sort of sentinels of the Ogdru Jahad. Which lead to another question: Just where were the Ogdru Jahad situated in space and did anybody besides those specific aliens know about them? Did it even matter after so long?
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Post by eez on Oct 28, 2009 11:54:34 GMT -5
"Oh well sure! There are loads of other galaxies out there, past the Dead Space." Zurg said. And to prove his statement, he whipped his hand across the hologram and took comfort as it zoomed out rapidly; revealing several galactic neighbours.
"This one," He said with a bit of dismay as he pointed to a rather small galaxy with only a bar and core," Is where the Chlorm are from...Nasty things. They like experiments and such."
But the Evil Emperor sensed that Red wasn't interested in a history lesson.
"You look like you've just seen a Raenok eat your best friend." He joked, fiddling with his plate and napkin. "Something bothering you? Is it the feeling of insignificance? Happens all the time to people, naturally."
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