A collection of selective posts that give insight to the Giant King himself.
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[[[ Placing his pale hands upon the arms of his throne, he pushed himself to his feet. His clothing consisted of black tendrils, each hugging his body, in which they grew from his skin, each strand wavering about his body as seaweed gives to the current. His throne was settled upon a staircase platform, a good 4 stories from the main foyer of this blank, dark room, its dark colors licking at the back of one's mind like the remembrance of an abstract painting. Stepping forward from his place in this massive checkerboard of situation, he stands at the edge of the first foreboding step of his staircase. In the stead of stepping onto the next one, his knee bend, allowing him a moment to poise his body for a leap - and leap he did. Soaring over the staircase with the grace of which only circus performers are familiar with, he heavily landed at the base of the staircase, the resulting force of his weight and tremendous momentum sending small gusts of wind that licked the far sides of the chamber, and rustled the hair of his guest. Standing straight, he again focused his gaze upon the other, his grin never leaving him.
Footsteps echo about the overwhelmingly massive chamber, the footsteps of ambition, the footsteps of a monarch. True to his position, he retorts, "Political power... Oh, It seems as though I am not the ignorant one, my friend. I hold no power in your domain... But, if you'd pull the hood from your eyes, you'd notice that we're not in your domain, but in mine."
He nears the other, slowly. Closing the distance was a matter of a small few strides of his powerful, lengthy legs. "But that's not important. What is, is the proposition I have for you, my friend. I am Niukii Niugami, the Giant King, the Limitless Alien, The God of Branching Possibility - but they are mere titles."
Niukii ceases his advancement feet from the other, literally dwarfing the other at 8'6. ]]]
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"My ambition is iron, and steady to hold us. My intention is of molten gold, and may be forged of any shape. My will is undying, you may beat it as hard as your fists may be able. I will stand beside my beliefs, and beside the people who have guided me so."
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"I shall build a Kingdom, in which the Gods have never known. I shall govern fairly, but will rule with iron and steel. I am Niukii Niugami, and it is time for me to build my monarchy as the King of Giants."
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[[[ "My love, are you ready for departure?"
The Monarch's words rise above the screaming, whipping wind that threatens to haul his massive frame from the open hatch. The hatch itself is connected to a series of levers and mechanical nuisances that Niukii himself hardly bothered with, as the microbial nanomachines are tasked with the labors of maintaining the ship's integrity. The metal itself is unknown to the planet in which they hover above, the planet in which will soon be their's. But! Niukii bothered not of conquest at this time, his ever-buzzing consciousness fixated upon the smaller beauty that was his queen, his wife, and his best friend. Form the time they had bet via unnatural, and unprecedented circumstance, he had desired to protect her small Fialin being. From adventures of her dying home planet, to the struggles upon his very ship - in which he commandeered himself after blasting off with it to escape said planet - to surviving on a hostile world infested with cold-blooded reptiles, they had prevailed together. And now, it was their turn to administer these hardships, in the place of pushing through them.
"Honey," he Spoke, turning his head, in which he was forced to move the flicking white locks from his pale visage, "Are you ready?"
The hull of the ship was concealed within a cloaking device, in which was Niukii's design, bending the lightwaves that hit the exterior of this massive spacecraft so that it was practically invisible to the naked eye. The small COMMS speaker in his ear relayed her voice, reminding him to switch his own microphone on. The HUD in front of him Read, 'CLEAR' in blindingly blue letters. The HUD itself was a projection of images in front of the eyes, reacting to thought to function.
It was time to drop.
Returning his attention back to the agape hatch before the pair, He takes a quick gander down below toward the city. It was somewhat peaceful, this Earth... but not so long does peace last that evil ceases festering. And today, he was the incarnation of this evil. An evil that would shatter this city, shatter its silence, and snuff out its hope. Not single-handedly, of course. He had his wife by his side. Speaking of his wife, Niukii's Fialin lover received a little something before he continued; a bright;y-illuminated crimson heart emoji projected itself upon her HUD. With a small grin, the Xena stepped from the steady hatch door, and began the freefall down to the ground. ]]]
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[[[ Placing his pale hands upon the arms of his throne, he pushed himself to his feet. His clothing consisted of black tendrils, each hugging his body, in which they grew from his skin, each strand wavering about his body as seaweed gives to the current. His throne was settled upon a staircase platform, a good 4 stories from the main foyer of this blank, dark room, its dark colors licking at the back of one's mind like the remembrance of an abstract painting. Stepping forward from his place in this massive checkerboard of situation, he stands at the edge of the first foreboding step of his staircase. In the stead of stepping onto the next one, his knee bend, allowing him a moment to poise his body for a leap - and leap he did. Soaring over the staircase with the grace of which only circus performers are familiar with, he heavily landed at the base of the staircase, the resulting force of his weight and tremendous momentum sending small gusts of wind that licked the far sides of the chamber, and rustled the hair of his guest. Standing straight, he again focused his gaze upon the other, his grin never leaving him.
Footsteps echo about the overwhelmingly massive chamber, the footsteps of ambition, the footsteps of a monarch. True to his position, he retorts, "Political power... Oh, It seems as though I am not the ignorant one, my friend. I hold no power in your domain... But, if you'd pull the hood from your eyes, you'd notice that we're not in your domain, but in mine."
He nears the other, slowly. Closing the distance was a matter of a small few strides of his powerful, lengthy legs. "But that's not important. What is, is the proposition I have for you, my friend. I am Niukii Niugami, the Giant King, the Limitless Alien, The God of Branching Possibility - but they are mere titles."
Niukii ceases his advancement feet from the other, literally dwarfing the other at 8'6. ]]]
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"My ambition is iron, and steady to hold us. My intention is of molten gold, and may be forged of any shape. My will is undying, you may beat it as hard as your fists may be able. I will stand beside my beliefs, and beside the people who have guided me so."
_________
"I shall build a Kingdom, in which the Gods have never known. I shall govern fairly, but will rule with iron and steel. I am Niukii Niugami, and it is time for me to build my monarchy as the King of Giants."
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[[[ "My love, are you ready for departure?"
The Monarch's words rise above the screaming, whipping wind that threatens to haul his massive frame from the open hatch. The hatch itself is connected to a series of levers and mechanical nuisances that Niukii himself hardly bothered with, as the microbial nanomachines are tasked with the labors of maintaining the ship's integrity. The metal itself is unknown to the planet in which they hover above, the planet in which will soon be their's. But! Niukii bothered not of conquest at this time, his ever-buzzing consciousness fixated upon the smaller beauty that was his queen, his wife, and his best friend. Form the time they had bet via unnatural, and unprecedented circumstance, he had desired to protect her small Fialin being. From adventures of her dying home planet, to the struggles upon his very ship - in which he commandeered himself after blasting off with it to escape said planet - to surviving on a hostile world infested with cold-blooded reptiles, they had prevailed together. And now, it was their turn to administer these hardships, in the place of pushing through them.
"Honey," he Spoke, turning his head, in which he was forced to move the flicking white locks from his pale visage, "Are you ready?"
The hull of the ship was concealed within a cloaking device, in which was Niukii's design, bending the lightwaves that hit the exterior of this massive spacecraft so that it was practically invisible to the naked eye. The small COMMS speaker in his ear relayed her voice, reminding him to switch his own microphone on. The HUD in front of him Read, 'CLEAR' in blindingly blue letters. The HUD itself was a projection of images in front of the eyes, reacting to thought to function.
It was time to drop.
Returning his attention back to the agape hatch before the pair, He takes a quick gander down below toward the city. It was somewhat peaceful, this Earth... but not so long does peace last that evil ceases festering. And today, he was the incarnation of this evil. An evil that would shatter this city, shatter its silence, and snuff out its hope. Not single-handedly, of course. He had his wife by his side. Speaking of his wife, Niukii's Fialin lover received a little something before he continued; a bright;y-illuminated crimson heart emoji projected itself upon her HUD. With a small grin, the Xena stepped from the steady hatch door, and began the freefall down to the ground. ]]]