Posts made by Syriene

Trent inspected his hand as the medbay finished scanning over it. He carefully flexed each finger, further checking that it was properly working. Everything seemed to be in order overall. Mark looked around the medbay, taking his best guesses on what the various machines would do. All attention snapped to the feline however, as he ears popped up and she talked about hearing something. Trent went into alert himself, checking the hatch they had just came from. It looked clear, but he didn't check because trusted her hearing, just that he was very cautious. Once the door slid open and the bots exposed, Trent dropped down and drew out a set of blades.

"Ah crap. Those ones have the red aura too, Trent." Mark said just as the medbay scanned and healed the bugs of their red aura. "Oh. Well that's interesting. It seems the medbay will heal the red aura of anything, even viral data. Hm."

Trent let a smile cross his face with glee as the green shone from around the viruses.

'Fire at will!'

You didn't have to tell Trent twice. The first thing, however, that Trent wished to do was bring back Sasha. The sheer volume of bugfrags that the dog could gain was too tempting for Trent to just pass up. "Bring Sasha back in."

Mark pressed a few buttons on the holo screen, switching between the few options for Sasha. When the GMO option came up, Mark selected the option, 'Temporary.' "There he should be good to go. Sending in now." Mark pressed the go button and beside Trent the bright white beacon that was the Sasha summon slammed into the ground beside the warrior. Left behind from the light was a tiny puppy of a dog, much to small for the huge light it was summoned from. Trent rolled his eyes that the gmo was still active.

"Lets get to work on these things. Sending in the metagel, if these guys do get their auras back, we want them at least somewhat slowed for your escape. Other than that, I will send in a selection for you." Mark slotted in several sword chips for Trent, including the machine sword.

Trent looked to Sasha, and the dog looked back, as they prepared to start the assault. Trent issued a whistle to Sasha, sending the dog bolting forwards, as fast as his little puppy legs could carry him. Trent brought up the metagel data, which caused three large blobs of gloop to summon above the heads of the bugs and drop down quickly. Hopefully the resulting splatter would slow them enough. Trent then pulled out a choice blade and followed his puppy into the fight. The moonblade started to form over and reshape the current knife he had. As Sasha neared the front lines first, Trent let out another whistle. Sasha jumped through the air and as he did so his GMO was stripped away, with the little puppy growing into a very large white dog mid jump. He landed with a much heavier thud, and spread his front legs out wide. With a lowered head and exposed teeth, the dog lowered his ears and raised his haunches. Barks and growls could be heard as the dog tried to back down to intimidate the viruses.

Trent flew right over the dog and used his moonblade to spin on the viruses. After doing so both backed out from the fight, and repositioned to the right of the group. Both noticed from the loud metal clangs the terrain style below them, and Trent pulled out his elecknife to use the room to full advantage. The other blade Trent had in his right hand started to spark to arch. He switched the blade to reverse grip and dove back into the fight from a new angle. He slid up beside the closest bug and brought a blade up and back down hammer style, trying to viciously pierce the side of the bug before pulling his back foot up to kick it away. He took advantage of the opening and rolled backwards himself, retreating back to the safety of numbers and stood near Sasha.

Summary
Trent
1) Summon Sasha

Sasha
1) Movement to position for Sig attack

Trent
2) Meta gel to Bug A, B, C, (90 + Slow x 3 Targets + Aqua)

Sasha
2) Dread Howl to Bug A, B, C (Stun + Nova 2)

Trent
*Free Action: Fast Warrior: Movement Action to position for moonblade
3) Moonblade to Bug A, B, C (90 + Slashing + Spin Attack)
4) Elecknife to Bug C (60 + Elec + Slashing)(x2 Terrain Damage)
*Free Action: Swordsplay: Dodge
5) Combat Tactic - Disengage to Bug C (70 Damage + Slashing + Knockback + Dodge)

Trent held his position as the noises started to fill the area, and the rope drop down. Once the masked figure had scurried past him quickly he narrowed his eyes at the figure. Mark had filled Trent in on the small comment about his speed, but Trent kept his opinions to himself. Once the rope was free he reached for it and pulled his body fully up on the platform. He stretched his arms out and rotated his wrists several times. Even someone as strong as him had some issues with that climb. The first boost helped the most for sure.

"I am going to send Sasha back in once it is confirmed the area is clear and that we don't have to do anymore crazy climbs like that," Mark said. "We don't want to keep un-summoning the poor guy."

Trent turned to look at the girl at the bottom before processing the scene behind him fully. At first glance it seems safe enough, so it watched as she climbed before turning to see what exactly was behind him.

{Bumpo}

Trent breathed a heavy sigh of relief as the strange virus creature was shot down from beside him. He had other things to worry about at this point in time though, such as the lighting arching around him constantly and the lack of nearby foot holds for him to grab onto. Trent was stranded, very high up, on a sheer wall, near open sparks of high voltage. Not the best condition at the present time.

"Maybe this wasn't the best idea," Mark said, repeating the words of the masked Navi. "Ok let me think let me think." Mark repeated while his navi dangled from the wall. Trent was searching left and right, trying to get a bit of swing to his body to see if the nearest grip was just close enough. It wasn't. He was going to need something else. His grip inside the large claw tightened as he secured his grip and brought his other hand up to assist with the weight. "Give me a knife." Trent said. "Elecknife."

Mark quickly caught on to the objective. It was a good first start to finish climbing the wall, make sure that the sparks near him had a better source to latch unto than himself. Much like a lightning rod. Mark quickly sent over the chip data, allowing Trent to pull his free hand down and grip the handle. Before he fully uploaded the data from the elecknife into the blade, he started to swing his body to get as much distance between him and his current position as possible. On the top of an arch on the final big swing he ripped the knife out and slammed it into the cliff wall. He let go of the hilt quickly and let his body slow back down from the swings as he thought about his next move.

"Here use this." Mark slotted in a chip that, at first, seemed like a dangerous choice. But upon closer inspection, should be save enough with the knife nearby. Trent sent the mistconvergence to his other hand, which was a bit of an issue since that was the hand he shouldn't be using, and got another swing going, this time in the direction of the nearest foothold. He swung upwards and struck the sheer wall hard, trying to leave an open sore on the facade. Once his body slowed back down he reached over to where the newly formed hole would be and threw out a hand to grasp the new grip. He carefully checked the ability of the hole before letting go with his rageclaw. If he was happy with it he would climb towards the nearest grip then upwards towards the rope, using the rageclaw itself to secure new holds in the rock wall.

Summary
1) Use elecknife as a lighting rob away from the nearest hold.
2) Mistconvergence the wall to make a new hole.
3) Climb to the nearest hold using mistconvergence hole and rageclaw.
4) Use Rageclaw to climb towards the rope.

TO: NeoChipTrader@SoryusChipShop.com
FROM:Fredrick Kales
SUBJECT: Happy Holidays!
MESSAGE:
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

Have a very merry Christmas to you! I hope you enjoy the new year as well, but take special pride in Christmas, I know I do.

Attached: Piledriver1

TO: NeoChipTrader@SoryusChipShop.com
FROM: Mark Kerf
SUBJECT: Happy Holidays!
MESSAGE:
______________________________________________________________

Have a happy holidays, and enjoy my favorite time of the year, New Years!

-Mark Kerf

Attached: Zapring 1

Trent listened carefully as the cat girl explained everything. To him the whole situation sounded very interesting. Throwing random parts of viruses together for the sake of science this was something that spiked his curiosity. Mark was not as amused, as he instinctively compared the actions to those of the real world, where such action would be deemed highly immoral. Mark could see the practical uses for such an endeavor, but the idea still made his skin crawl. He could just picture random animals all sewed together with various body parts for each limb, the idea was much more gruesome than the myths had written them out to be.

All focus shifted to Trent's hand as she addressed the issue. The aura around his hand was the same steady color as Trent examined it. Being deleted wasn't was made Trent stop wanting to use the hand, it was the thought of losing his hand that made him cringe. Mark couldn't stand to think of what would happen if his prize fighter, who had just impressed so well, was deleted from a non fight event. "Let's just be extra careful with that hand," Mark chimed.

Soon the pathway narrowed out and reopened into the large room. Trent took a careful look around trying to see if the room was clear and noticed the dangling rope long before it was mentioned. The wall before him, in itself, posed no thread or problem for the strong fighter, but the dangerous arcs of energy did. Trent looked down at his tiny puppy Sasha, who was trying to peer upwards at the size of the whole wall. Mark and Trent were both thinking the same thing. How was Sasha going to manage to get up there? Trent kept staring a moment longer before bending down to pet the puppy. Sasha jumped at first, slightly startled by how abruptly Trent had appeared beside him. Trent gave the dog a few scratches and pets before sending him out of the net.

"It will be easier without Sasha in the net right now," Mark said. "I will summon him back to you once the terrain is more in line with his physical abilities. Now, how are you going o get up that wall? Let me dig through the chips, see what I can manage. We have to have a barrier or a shield type chip somewhere in here." The sound of shifting chips would be heard over the private line to Trent as Mark searched. Trent knew nothing would come up. The guard could work if it wasn't so cumbersome; no way to climb a wall holding that. There would be no protection chips to aid him.

A confident gasp was made as Mark pulled up the guard, but placed it back realizing the same thing that Trent already knew. As Mark searched, Trent talked.

"Let's keep going. Up the wall. I will be fine. You two go up first." Trent kept his sentences short and simple. Finally Mark had an idea.

"Got it. I have got it. We have a rageclaw here, that will help out a good bit, and we also have something a little less...conventional that could work. The gigasarm1 chip. It's a bit odd but if you charged it and smashed into the ground, the force should send you skyward, giving you a helpful advantage. Then the rageclaw will provide a secure grip and faster scaling, should you be hit. Its a good thing this GMO is active, your metal knives from before would have caused and issue, but those obsidian ones won't. I don't like the idea much, but it will have to do. Once you are up there we can use the fastgauge chip, maybe that will help with awareness of the lighting."

Trent accepted the chips and wait for them to start. He uploaded the gigasarm on his good hand and got closer to the wall. He lowered himself down to one knee and pulled his fist back. He started to charge the chip before smashing his hand down deep into the earth, hopefully sending him skywards. If it worked correctly, and he didn't leave a big hole in the ground, he would upload his rageclaw chip and grab on to the wall at the apex of his jump.

Summary
1) Jackout Sasha
2) Proclaim going forwards with this and not being scared of the big lighting wall
2) Gigasarm Charge
3) Smash ground with Gigasarm to Microburst upwards
4) If it works upload Rageclaw to grab the wall and start climbing
5) Profit

Trent: Wrecker
213: Shotgun

Trent and Mark were both very disappointed that the spare data wasn't dropped after reducing the health to nothing. Trent was upset for the simple fact that the more of them they failed to be able to kill, the more they would come back later and he would have to deal with them again. Mark was happy from a lack of money, which he verbally expressed, but Trent feared he would soon understand the real danger of the issue. Trent followed closely and the little puppy Sasha did as well, nipping at the trailing robes of the figure. When a break was around Trent had a pressing question to ask. "Why didn't they get deleted?"

Mark had a few of his own and blurted them out, without waiting for a response to Trent's question. "What was wrong with those things and what is wrong with Trent's hand? Will those things be on our trail now? Are they just going to follow us? Is there any way to kill them fully?"

Trent looked down at his hand when the figure addressed it, the orange glow slowly receding. He had easily taken care of the viruses, the problem here wasn't his battle skill, but rather the unrelenting nature of these strange viruses and the aura around him. His attention quickly changed back to the figure as his visor showed another green outline, and a fake wall vanished. A small cat like girl popped her head out, and the puppy Sasha was quick to attack. With a natural feud between dog and cat he sprang forwards, yipping rather than barking, and never able to hold his ground for long, since his own balance often pushed him to new footing.

Mark chuckled at Sasha and Trent simply stared, unsure how the girl would react or if he should stop him. After a short moment he whistled softly, calling the small dog back over. Before leaving, tiny Sasha had one last growl left, almost as an 'I'll be watching you'.

"Neither option really sounds good." Mark said when the girl spoke. "How many more do you think are up ahead? Trent can't disable to terribly many without using some closer combat attacks it seems. Maybe the better bet would be the rough terrain?"

"Let's hit the terrain. Dodging the bulk of those things sounds best. Objections?" Trent said.

"How rough of terrain are we talking here?"

{Bump}

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Trent quickly back off and disengage his attack after seeing the change in his own aura from his offense. Mark was rather shocked by the change as well, I guess that would explain why the group actually needed help. There couldn't be many changes of color between orange and red, and if the red aura alone is what is causing this change the fighter could be in serious trouble. Sasha's first instinct was to run out to Trent's side, seeing his fast and unusual shift in body language, but a fast order from him sent the puppy chasing and nipping on the edges of the robed figure before him.

"I am fighting is what I am doing!" Trent answered to the figure. He moved off after them as well. He kept his feet light and actions erratic in case of a counter attack. Trent wasn't sure if a ranged attack would be a safe bet or not, and keep moving instead. He thought about the thrown knife by the figure, and decided to copy the action, chucking the knife by the blade at the foremost bug. Trent kept his feet going, chasing after the tail of the robes.

"A little warning would have been nice!" Mark shouted out. He switched to a private line, "I don't trust him. He asks for our help and fails to correctly provide us with information to prevent this. Keep an eye on him and make sure Sasha never loses sight. I want him and anyone else we are directly involved with tracked and recorded." Mark moved away and gather the correct supplies for him to do the same thing. He changed the display that he had from the standard used for Trent's battles, a bird's eye view, to a more free roaming view, expanding the holographic panels outwards to give a wider angle. All three were on close alert.

Trent had a chip in mind to finish them all off, but he was unsure if it would further the change in appearance of his aura. "Would a ranged attack be safe to use?" Trent asked while moving up on the figure more. He readied the metagel chip, keeping it on standby. If this chip was clear to use he would unleash the watery blobs on the pursuing viruses, hoping to delete and/or slow their advance for a clean escape. Trent tried to keep his mind off his aura for the time being, keeping a focus for escape and deletion instead.

Summary
Sasha
1) Chase Robed Figure
2) Follow Robed Figure

Trent
*Free Action: Fast Warrior: Move away from the Kryptron
1) Dodge
2) Movement After Robed Figure
3) Throw AquaKnife at Kryptron B -60 + Aqua + Slashing-
4) Ask Question and keep moving after them
5) If able to safely use Metagel1 chip, then do so. Metagel to Each Kryptron -90 + Aqua + Slow-

"How can he be OK with the heat?" Mark asked loudly. "It must be boiling under all those robes. Unless he is just robes! That would be a very strange design." Mark went back to his business around the apartment, taking up to cleaning more, waiting on them to arrive at the final meeting location. Trent and Sasha followed behind, Sasha panting heavily from the nearby lava.

Suddenly the crash was heard Trent and Sasha both ducked low and pulled up weapons or showed teeth. This time though Sasha was far too adorable to be seen as any form of a danger, the puppy teeth poking through just enough. The growl emitted sounded more like a stuffed animal than the dog that he used to be. As both realized the surprise attack the robed figure withdrew a knife, something that Trent could take appreciation too. Mark darted back to the PET as the sound echoed through his empty apartment.

The next thing that Trent picked up on was the red outlines around the blobs themselves. That was something new, clearly showing a distinction between a hostile and friendly targets. He would have to pay very close attention to this, it was a useful tool. His mind began to try and understand what the reason he has this was, it was clear which targets were hostile and which were friendly. There must be something else going on with this thing. Either way Trent turned his focus to the matter at hand.

"Those are some bulky viruses. Not to mention they are also on fire. Sasha should probably stay back, just for now, until we get to the heart of the issue. These things, I feel, are more like a bump in the road," Mark said while flipping through the chip collection on one of the PET's panels.

Trent agreed. He signaled to Sasha to stay back and use his collar, with the puppy struggled with at first, but did manage to get a cube out of it to grant the barrier to the tiny puppy. Sasha backed off and lowered his weight, letting his eyes dart around the first to watch for any form of attack. While the dog took cover Trent requested three chips. One of them Mark fully expected, the others though were a bit of a shock. "Mistconvergence? Really?" It made sense in one way but Mark never expected Trent to use melee chips over his much more favored swords.

Trent didn't answer and merely took the chip data given. He dropped low and moved in quickly. He was used to the ever changing tide of battle and kept his sense aware as he move in for the attack. He uploaded the first of the mistconvergence chips on his right hand, while routing the aquaknife to his left. As the chip activated water surrounded his fist, which trailed off of the forward movement on his punch. He aimed it right for the center mass of the first insect and the quickly ducked and rolled to his right to avoid getting hit by the bug on his left. No doubt it would be trying to start something after that shot.

Wanting to drop the nearby target, Trent kept up and slid his knife upwards in a slashing motion at the underside of the insect he had just attacked. Moving to his feet from the ground he waited a moment before re engaging the other bug with the water knife leading the charge. A strong downwards blow meant to pierce the carapace on the head is how the started the fight with the second bug. He kept his weight going and the dove and rolled to the left of the bug, then summoning the second mistconvergence chip. With a strong pull his right fist was back at his side before delivering a strong uppercut to underside of the bug. Trent pulled himself away from the fight slightly and held his black and blue water knife out front for a guard.

Mark watched silently from the side.

Summary
Sasha
1) Protection Collar -40 HP barrier- to self
2) Prepare Dodge

Trent
*Free Action: Fast Warrior: Movement towards Krypton B
1) Mistconvergence1 chip to Kryptron B -100 + Aqua + Impact
2) Dodge
3) AquaKnife to Kryptron B -60 + Slashing + Aqua-
4) AquaKnife to Kryptron C -60 + Slashing + Aqua-
*Free Action: Swordplay: Dodge
5) Mistconvergence1 tp Kryptron C -100 + Impact + Aqua-

Trent and the other figured watched as Sasha the puppy started to tip backwards from the weight of his own head. In an effort to keep his balance he shifted his weight to the right, only to further his own demise and tip over fully. Another small whimper escaped the puppy Sasha. He hated this a good bit when the audience he desired wasn't around. Trent had to cover his mouth too, his was rather attached to the vicious Sasha but this one was cute. Down to business time though as Trent was handed a visor, which he put on after instruction to do so. The red faded away quickly and showed the world as it was, creating a very hard-to-miss outline around the robe. Trent looked down to Sasha, expecting the same result from the visor, a green outline around his puppy. It did.

Trent moved after the figure just as quickly and kept his thoughts on the device and the mission to himself. He didn't bother with questions, knowing he would be filled in on what they wanted him to know one way or another. The rest he would be on his own in discovering regardless. Trent caught up to the figure quickly, and so did Sasha, who moved surprisingly fast for a tiny puppy. Guess some of the power of the big dog was still there after all.

{Puppy.GMO and Jaguar.GMO Active}

Trent made his way through the portal shortly after it had been activated with his new tiny puppy nipping at this heels. Trent was wearing an active GMO, one that gave him a new found head piece and a much more heat effective outfit than his normal, hyper-thermal, gear. The leather shoes wouldn't do too well here, but the amount of exposed skin made it worth it as the heat from the area was rather intense. In his hands Trent gripped two obsidian blades and locked eyes with the mask before him. Mark was sure that both parties would be a bit shocked by the double headgear, but if Trent was he didn't show it. Trent stared awkwardly at the masked figure, wondering how he managed the heat in a full robe. Sasha pushed himself forwards, between Trent's legs, and leaned his large head back to get a better few. Curse this short size!

Mark broke the silence that Trent and created and said, "We are the ones who responded to your request. What seems to be the deal." On a small piece of paper, Mark started to draw the face of the mask, both as reference, and to keep a memory of it. Unlike Trent he couldn't simply remember.

Trent and Sasha landed in the Netsquare area quickly and quietly. Trent landed quietly for the same reason as usual, it was how he was used to operating. But Sasha wasn't nearly as calm on his feet as his owner was, the white dog normally placed its feet down with much more solid of a thud than the soft sounds Trent was picking up on. Trent looked down to see his faithful dog and didn't see him at first. It wasn't until he looked down even further than usual that he saw his dog. A much smaller version of his dog that is. Mark had briefly mentioned some new GMO's for the pair. Poor Sasha clearly got the short end of the stick on this one. The tiny puppy stood not much higher than Trent's shins, a large change from his upper thighs that the dog was accustomed to seeing.

Sasha stumbled around in his new form, sometimes unable to balance his own massive head. When Sasha started walking in one direction if he leaned his head to far left of right, his body would unwillingly follow the motion just to keep from tipping over. And his feet! His feet were so large now that if he were to look down while walking they would hit him on the nose. Sasha sat on the ground and whimpered slightly. The aww's from Mark were no comfort and the chuckles from under Trent's breath made it no easier either. The dog was seriously distraught over this change. That was, until, some other attention was sent his way. Female navi's from the square would give the same reaction as Mark, having a far great confidence booster than Mark.

"Trent, I am going to load up one of your new GMO's as well, lets get to Hades, you will see it when you arrive through the portal."

Trent and his puppy peeled away from the group of adoring fans and made their way to the Hades portal. He got a good few looks from taking such a small puppy into such a dangerous place.

{Jack into Hades Net}
{Puppy.GMO Active on Sasha}
{Jaguar.GMO Active on Trent}

Mark had on a pair of yellow kitchen gloves and a stack of clean dishes next to him when the ping rang out into the room. The thread he posted on the GNA job board had been responded too. Looks like there was a suitable request out there for this part. Mark had been scrubbing away at the counters, floor, and sink of his kitchen for the past hour. It had been a while since he could focus on this and with his spirits high from the potentially bright future, he was more than in the mood to get his clean freak nature back in check. There was still much work to be done across the entire apartment, but that would come later.

Two lour snaps echoed in the large apartment as Mark quickly pulled them off and tossed them into the kitchen sink. "Looks like a hit," Mark said happily as he sat back down before the holographic displays of the PET. Trent was already reading and checking the posting when Mark arrived. "What can you make of it?" Mark asked.

Trent's silence was his response, his unsure response. Mark, however, had a fast idea of what it could have been. "Zombies. Hands down this is a zombie fight." Trent was unable to tell if he was serious. Mark connected Trent to the given network and location without responding to the GNA thread. "Let us get started on this then. If its zombies we have our work cut out for us."

Jacking into Internet City

Sounds very interesting indeed. I think we could help them out. Pass over the coordinates so we can get over there fast. Thanks you!

-Mark Kerf

Trent.EXE is in standby

{bump}

Trent is level 19, giving me four GMO spots, and has a few unfilled GMO spots. I want to keep one of my current two the same, but change the other one. The one I am removing is,

HoodieKid.GMO: In this GMO Trent's appearance is changed to that of a teenager looking kid. The He looses his broad shoulders and large frame for something more spindly frame and smaller shoulders. In this GMO he stands at 5'7" tall, and weighs a mere 150. His tough arctic clothing is all replaced by a black hoodie and a full black body suit. Over the body suit a loose fitting pair of dark blue jeans is worn, with a hole in one knee. The hoodie has a large hood, the top of which falls down to shadow his eye lines. Sometimes the hood is so large it blocks his eye sight. The hoodie is scuffed and dirty. The fighter still carried his knifes with him, though he only has three on him. One is concealed in the hoodie lining, some in attached to his calf under the jeans, and the other is a tiny shiv in the front pouch on the hoodie. Trent's Hair remains the same. His hands become taped like a boxer. This GMO was designed by Mark to conceal Trent's imposing nature. He uses it when introducing Trent in a new fighting circuit, or when trying to make Trent stand out less.

I am replacing it with,

Jaguar.GMO: In this GMO Trent loses all of his modern weapons and modern looks for a far more tribal appearance. His feet are covered with open toed, light-brown, leather sandals that lace up just above his ankles with leather straps. His pants are removed and he wears a pair of black briefs as under clothing. Around his waist is a tribal tabard that hangs down to his mid shins. The tabard is covered with tribal writing and lettering around the outside, and a deep red striped running along its edges. The tabard itself is white and connected to his waist by an ornate belt of large golden pieces, connected together by rope. His chest is fully exposed in this GMO. Over his shoulders lays a mantle made of ornate leather, rope, and gold; covering the top portion of his chest. On his head rests the head of an animal, a large cat in fact. The top of the cat's mouth is on his forehead and the bottom of the jaw sits under his own. The headpiece covers the rest of Trent's head and it connects directly to the mantle. Out of the back of the headpiece sits many large feathers, standing straight out behind him. In this GMO Trent's arm tattoo is fully visible and his knives are changes to jagged pitch black blades.



I am also going to add this GMO as well.


Native.GMO: To follow through with the theme of his other major GMO, Mark also designed this GMO after a great breed of fights, choosing to focus on one of the greatest knife fighters in history with this one. Trent loses all aspects of his modern clothes and undersuit. His boots are replaced with leather shoes that barely crest over his ankle, and his camo pants are replaced with a full light brown pair of pants made of tanned leather. Along the outer seams of the pants are strips of leather that hang down and dangle by his side, made out of the same material. Some of the strips are dyed red in color. These pants are held on by a dark brown leather belt. Trent goes shirtless in this GMO, and his hair grows to his shoulders. His face is covered in facial paint, being yellow, red, and black in color. The three colors layer across his face in bold lines, the red being the boldest and biggest. On his chest are vertical painted markings, painted from the same colors. His hair is held back by a headband and on the side of the head back is a disk that has his navi logo on it. Out of the back of the headband are 4 large feathers. One of his knives is replaced with a stone tomahawk while in this skin and the other is replaced with a stone blade. He carried an additional three blades on his person, keeping some tied to his leg, ankles, or stuffed along his pants line.


Also, my SP is level 10 and I would like to register one GMO for him.

Puppy.GMO: In this GMO Sasha loses everything that was imposing about the large white dog. His size is greatly reduced to that of a puppy. His whole body gets smaller, his head is larger now for his current body size. Sometime while in this gmo he had trouble keeping his head in balance. His feet are very large for his body size, showing how much growing the dog would have to do. He becomes an adorable small white puppy.