
The baxxid who saved neeva's life faced a challenge greater as the door of his establishment slammed open. A bounty hunter run inside and pointed his gun at him, forcing him to the operating table as he placed a yinglet on the wrong side of the seat, she was gasping for air, vomiting and shaking violently.
He demanded that he saved his friend, when he corrected him on the gender of said friend the gun pressed hard against his head, though he warned some sense into the hunter as if he killed him, so was his chance to save the yinglet. The hunter put the gun away growling, demanding he hurried up already, but this wasn't a simple task.
When he asked what happened, the answer he received would made him laugh uncontrollably in other circumstances. But the serious tone of the bounty hunter when he said '' a rock turned my friend into a yinglet'' somehow it did not sound crazy, or perhaps the hope of not ending up dead affected his judgment.
The reading of his scanner was all over the place, the brain was freaking out as if it was fighting against itself, there was little time left before the female would die on the table . He only had one option left, one he asked multiple time if the hunter was willing to go through, to use a stolen and inferior mind uploader from Zerova tech, to put the consciousness of the yinglet into artificial intelligence in hope to program ways to stabilize its mind.
The bounty hunter asked if he could at least received a human robotic body after the upload was done so his friend could at least receive a familiar body. Unfortunately yinglet mind is far too unpredictable for a body larger and different than theirs, the only one who could make it happen was Zerova herself.
He snarl at the answer, the hatred towards Zerova seemed more personal than a simple dislike anyone could have, he reluctantly accepted the drastic change of his friend will have to face. It was a strange sight to see a man only caring of money not the individual have this much affinity towards what could be seen as a rival.
art and ocs belongs to me. A introduction a future Rival of Neeva, Raykal and Abadon
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He demanded that he saved his friend, when he corrected him on the gender of said friend the gun pressed hard against his head, though he warned some sense into the hunter as if he killed him, so was his chance to save the yinglet. The hunter put the gun away growling, demanding he hurried up already, but this wasn't a simple task.
When he asked what happened, the answer he received would made him laugh uncontrollably in other circumstances. But the serious tone of the bounty hunter when he said '' a rock turned my friend into a yinglet'' somehow it did not sound crazy, or perhaps the hope of not ending up dead affected his judgment.
The reading of his scanner was all over the place, the brain was freaking out as if it was fighting against itself, there was little time left before the female would die on the table . He only had one option left, one he asked multiple time if the hunter was willing to go through, to use a stolen and inferior mind uploader from Zerova tech, to put the consciousness of the yinglet into artificial intelligence in hope to program ways to stabilize its mind.
The bounty hunter asked if he could at least received a human robotic body after the upload was done so his friend could at least receive a familiar body. Unfortunately yinglet mind is far too unpredictable for a body larger and different than theirs, the only one who could make it happen was Zerova herself.
He snarl at the answer, the hatred towards Zerova seemed more personal than a simple dislike anyone could have, he reluctantly accepted the drastic change of his friend will have to face. It was a strange sight to see a man only caring of money not the individual have this much affinity towards what could be seen as a rival.
art and ocs belongs to me. A introduction a future Rival of Neeva, Raykal and Abadon
yinglet, baxxid race

Category Artwork (Digital) / All
Species Yinglet
Size 1280 x 1097px
File Size 185.7 kB
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