EXTERMINATE! -Dalek deer-

October 7, 2011 - 4:41am — Chickenwhite

You Will Submit!

The Dalek

"No matter what, they always survive somehow..."

The Time War ended in flames...

The Dalek.
Ruthless. Merciless. Remorseless.
They are killing machines, genetically engineered to not feel a single emotion.
They feel no joy, no pride, no love...
Only hate.

-And now one of them has landed in the forest...

And so did their empire.

And now... He is alone.

System Status

Identification: Dalek Soldier. _Temporary

Weapons: Offline.
Life-support: Online.
Basic Locomotion: Online.
Advanced Locomotion: Offline.
Basic Defence: Online.
Advanced Defence: Offline.
Self-Destruct: Terminal Error.

Repair status:

l l l l l l l l l l
_{Anthrax got revenge on him via her brother, Cyanide. He ripped two of Dalek's limbs off and burned him badly. Damage done to both exoskeleton and real body.}

Memory Log

05-01-2012
Resting by the Twin Gods' statue. Has figured out that the sun has a healing power on him now.

Feeling: Exhausted, weak.

06-11-2011
Fought Anthrax and lost. The vengeful dragon decided to let her brother teach him a lesson. Her brother (Cyanide) went too far and nearly killed him. Is currently hanging on by a thread, struggling to even breathe while Anthrax gets help, feeling guilty for bringing him into such a state.
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She found a Geth somehow who healed him as best as it could. He's still weak, but not in mortal danger any more.

Feeling: Weak, in pain.
Doc... tor... Doc... tooor...

25-10-2011
Met Ood again and threatened/intimidated him into submission.

Feeling: Triumphant.

The first prisoner has been taken today! The invasion begins!

10-10-2011
Fought Anthrax for the second time, which ended in a double-K.O. Sustained heavy damage.

Feeling: Exhausted; in pain.

"This place... has weakened me!..."

Beneath the Metal

Lies the true Dalek.
They are not robots, that is only their armour.
Beneath it all, they are a species of fragile, mollusc-like creatures fashioned from human DNA a long, long time ago.
Through generations of "perfection", they feel nothing but hate now, even as their true bodies are quite fragile and vulnerable.
They are not without means of defence, though; one should never get too close to a Dalek in any case, exposed or not.

This one has been transformed... It wasn't just the outer shell that took on a deer-like appearance when it came to the forest.

The Armour of Killers

The Dalek armour, made of Dalekanium, is among the toughest in the universe.
Aside from a shield that absorbs bullets and other primitive fire power, it holds a basic defence-mechanism that will burn anyone on contact. A fully-charged Dalek can incinerate a person in seconds. This is also the way it regenerates...
The Dalek inside and the armour are somehow connected; it can feel what happens to the armour and absorb molecules through it.
This is how this one survived... But at a cost.

Information Gathered

River: Possible threat. May be used to aid in escape.
Ood: A servant.
Anthrax: A threat... A truce has commenced.
The 11th Doctor/"Zyzzy": One of two Doctors. Extreme caution must be exhibited.

Depictions

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_{RP is more than welcome either here or in his introduction-blog.

Note: Don't be afraid, I will NOT hurt your deer with him; his weapons are offline and he's harmless if you don't touch him.

Thank you, Mr. Sanguine, without whom this bio could never have happened ♥}

Biography

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October 8, 2011 - 9:35pm — Spoilers

River lowered her eyes from

River lowered her eyes from the Ood, moving to paw at the ground softly with one of her front hooves.
"I don't know. But knowing the Doctor he'll find some way to get us out of here and back into our own world." She answered truthfully. Looking back up she raised her head, ears perked towards a bird calling out for another of its kind before the screeching voice of the distressed Dalek.

Frowning, the doe took a step back from the metal cased mollusc, giving a snort of annoyance and warning. She would fight if she had to.
"I have my Vortex Manipulator. But the teleportation has gone offline so I can only use the scanner and holding and communication applications it has. And as I said before native of Skaro. Learn. Your. Place."

She allowed the words to fall from her lips. Low and dangerous. She had-had enough of the Dalek demanding such information and answers from her when clearly she was just as stuck as they were. If she was not, she would've of probably already been back in her own world in her cell at Stormcage.

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Quick reply... now I'm off to bed.
And I finished River's bio CSS.

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October 8, 2011 - 11:41pm — Spirituelle

AH, I LOVE THIS. &hearts;

AH, I LOVE THIS. ♥

October 9, 2011 - 12:21am — Chickenwhite

Heh, thank you very much XD I

Heh, thank you very much XD I couldn't resist... The forest needed more racist dustbins TwT

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October 9, 2011 - 11:16pm — Chickenwhite

updated with a new picture

updated with a new picture and a little info on Dalekanium.

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October 10, 2011 - 12:46am — Chickenwhite

update

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October 12, 2011 - 12:47pm — Chickenwhite

This seemed to quiet the

This seemed to quiet the Dalek, making it stop shifting about and instead glare at River from the very depth of its black, little soul.
It was seething with anger and it wanted to do nothing more than put her in her place, lasers flaring. But it couldn't. Its weapons were being blocked by some unseen force in this place, probably a distortion in magnetic fields or maybe an electronic wave of some sort... Whatever it was, he needed to find the root of the problem, the root of the power, and River was the only one in his present company who knew what and where it was.
It huffed, limbs on switches twitching with anger, more than it had ever felt before... It was... kind of scary... It confused it, and that only made it all worse.
It really was an abomination...

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I hope it's okay that I answered, Raindrops? TwT

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October 12, 2011 - 1:08pm — Saanra