multiversallogs | adventures in monsterland

Who: Rex, Shrieky, Ana, Odessa and ~open~
What: Various things. Killing time, doing science, running away from murlocs, etc.
Where: Rex's lab in Brock Marsh, then open to anywhere
When: Various; any time during the plot
Notes: This is just a catch-all for Rex-things! If you want to run into Rex somewher ein the city after he's had to escape his lab, feel free to get in touch with me or toss in a new thread! Ana, Odessa and Shrieky can tag into the super detailed, lengthy threads I've established in the post :V
Warnings: Violence

This city's going to be leveled to the ground. If the monsters don't destroy it, then he certainly will. This is Dr. Rex Lewis's new resolution, after the all-too-familiar numbness of another loss, another case of his lover vanishing into thin air. As if Wichita's constant departures hadn't been bad enough, now Iago had to be taken from him, too?

Rex spent the first day after Iago's disappearance uselessly inert, half-heartedly going over schematics for new projects. More often than not, he would simply stare at one spot of paper and think about nothing.

And then, as usual, the quiet sadness passed, replaced with seething rage. Anger. Hatred. These were far more comfortable feelings for him. He took apart two of his personal projects, gathered what extra scraps he had lying around, and began to work on a new nanomite prototype. Larger, of course, than it should be-- hardly nano-- but right now, size wasn't as important as destructive capability. And this, after all, would be little more than a semi-functional model.

A preview of what he could accomplish if everything else fell into place. If he could ramp his work up to mass production levels. If he got a few like-minded magic users on board to help shrink and replicate his machines into a full-blown army.

Maybe this is just an elaborate revenge fantasy. Maybe it'll never get off the ground. Maybe he'll calm down and realize that attempting to blow up yet another prison will only end badly for him.

For now, though, Rex doesn't think about these things. Instead, he focuses on channeling his rage into his new project. Ana, Shrieky, or any intruders who manage to get in will find Rex in the basement, hunched over one of his work tables, lovingly installing saws onto the pincers of his large-scale "nanomite."

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The solution when trying to find a safe place in a city filled with monsters would normally be to turn into his snake form and attempt to bite them. However, since most of these things appeared to already be dead, he doubted his venom would do any good, so currently his solution was to turn into a snake and slither through the nooks and crannies of the city. Fortunately, he'd managed to lose any monsters that had been pursuing him, and now he was slithering through the streets, when he spotted movement. He froze for a moment, worried that it was another creature. Even a human could have a concerning reaction to a seventeen foot long snake, but when he saw which human it was, and remembering the enthusiasm about snakes he'd expressed before, Jay decided it would be safe to start following him.

If Rex did react in a way that would lead to problems, he figured, he'd shift to become human enough so that he could explain that he wasn't a threat.

Mutant frogs. Mutant frogs. How the hell did mutant FROGS get into his lab? Even though it's been hours since he managed to escape, Rex can still remember their battle cry, vividly, as if they were right behind him.

Aarrghggbrrlrlrbrbrl!

For the first time since this mess started, Rex was thankful that Tiamat was still locked up in her terrarium in his... hopefully safe apartment. It was at least several storeys up from the ground, unlike his lab, giving the monsters less of a chance to get in there. Rex envied his snake right now. She could sleep soundly while he was running for his life with a hefty black cat in his arms. Thankfully, the cat didn't yowl or claw at him like he normally would if a human grabbed him and started sprinting.

Rex ducked into an alley and leaned back against the brick, taking in quick gasps of breath. Well, at least years of practice running away from fights came in handy. He'd managed to evade everything that's gone after him so far, but he wasn't sure how much longer his luck would hold out.

Maybe now was a good time to try praying to the gods. Surely, Shada owed him for all the rituals he had to participate in when he worked as a nurse. Right?

Rex's momentary crisis of faith was interrupted when he spotted movement out of the corner of his eye. Turning his head slightly, his eyes widened as he caught a glimpse of a... giant cobra. Larger than any king cobra he'd ever seen-- larger than they were capable of getting.

Well.

Rex may have an obsession with snakes, but he wasn't suicidal. Time to run in the opposite direction.

Shifting his head to be more humanoid so he could speak, not entirely surprised that Rex was running even though he liked snakes, considering he didn't know who Jay was or what his intentions were.

"Relax. I'm on your side," he said, hoping Rex would listen instead of running off when there was no need.

He hoped Rex would listen. There was little need for him to run from his cover and possibly into danger for no reason, after all, and Jay would feel more comfortable if he wasn't the only target should another monster come across him.

"At least, I'm on the side of escaping from all the things that have shown up."

Rex stopped in his tracks to watch that head shift, but he wasn't about to let Jay get too close to him. He wasn't exactly a trusting person by nature, and he especially wasn't going to be when there was an apocalypse going on. "And why should I believe you?" He clicked his tongue, looking the snake... man up and down. Fascinating, but now wasn't really the time to admire it.

"Everybody's on the side of escape. Go and escape."

Bro, you are way too big for his tastes.

"Not everybody. Some people are actually fighting back, but I have little interest in that." He paused, then added, "And relax. If I planned to bite you, I would have tried by now. I simply thought we may be of use to each other, but perhaps not. I have to go back for my CiD, anyway."

He'd had to leave it behind earlier, stashed behind a dumpster, but he was a bit nervous considering how important that form of ID was in this place leaving it longer than needed. However, when he'd turned himself into a snake, there hadn't exactly been anywhere to put it.

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