Novel & Cerita Humanoid Ocs

The death of a relative was surely painful, in one way or another, Nyos could feel empathy for these girls. Among the generals, Nyos was the only Humanoid, this gave him a point of view that he alone could feel. Although if he was compared to an average dark elf, Nyos was far superior to that as he belonged to the noble dark elf race (a superior version of the average elf), and although he possessed superior capabilities, he still possessed the limitations of being a Humanoid. That, being a Humanoid, gave him the opportunity to see things in a different way. Keil saw the humanoids as a hindrance; 4ndr3 he saw them as possible tools; Isabell viewed them as food; to Azrael they were indifferen

It was tall, taller than her. “You can use this to test your poisons.” He explained when he saw her questioning gazes. “Just click this to open the mouth.” He continued as he raised his hand and pressed a button on the humanoid's forehead. All of a sudden, the humanoid opened its eyes that turned green from black. “Hello, Master Theodore.” The humanoid bows his head towards him. Theodore nodded and the humanoid raised its head. “Wow! Cute.” Soheila commented as she admired the robot in front of her. Actually, robots already existed back on Earth, however, it was not this big.

After three long minutes, a figure stood tall over the battlefield. The upper torso of a faceless humanoid stood before the combatants, its height reaching the 80 meters, but with a relatively short arm reach. Pulsing red lights accompanied the soft sound of a beating heart in the chest of the creature. Its skin was smooth and had a brown color, coupled with a featureless face.

"The Supermen." Dennis placed his right hand on the top of his desk and immediately, a green light ran through the glass and his palm. "Clearance approved," the AI announced and a section of the top slid open to bring up a black manila folder. He passed it to Megan. Project Olympus. That was the title on the folder. Opening it, Megan discovered that it was a collection of detailed information on Jay, Adolf and Kei: their physiological stats, power description and stats, even their medical history. Everything had been documented in details.

her question took my drowsy away and changed it into fully-awakened-soul. "What? What news? I was on the television?" I almost lost myself on it after hearing what she said. "It's the launch of the humanoid robot of Gomez Robotics. In all fairness, the robot really looks like a real human." Her voice hinted an astound over Francis 1.0. What more if ever she sees Aiden 2.3? The one who's closely enough to be considered as a real human.

Oscar mysteriously said. Looking at him as if he had four heads, I scowled as I complained that I had no clue what he was talking about. “It’s you,” Noah offered. “You’ve got specific genetics that leave a special scent. It’s unlike that of the normal human.” “I’m a normal human,” I protested. “The hell you are,” Oscar blurted out. Feeling alert and agitated, I looked into Noah’s dark, bottomless eyes and said in a firm voice, “You can put me down now. I can walk.”

Fox reminds them. There is a chorus of mumbles ‘yes sir’ from our group. “You know we should change some of Chaos’s handles. They no longer fit,” Dominic rumbles, making the earpiece vibrate with his deep base. “Oscar has made a name for himself as Chaos’s hellhound. That’s all anyone refers to him as,” Alanzo Zanetti says talking to Demon. “Fine, Oscar is now Hellhound,” Ryder concedes. “I like that better. It fits,” Ransom says.

Coincidentally, the feet that Klaie used to step on Omeo face was the cheeks that suffered a lot of beating for today, and it was from a prodigal researcher, a human and a weird guy with a feet shaped like that of an animal. Omeo was the one to be unconscious once again after having to make almost al Sotiras and heroes faint to execute the plan. The retribution only for him had come so soon. The guy lips which was lowered and not smiling finally curled up as he slowly and coldly said under his breathe, "Welcome No. 000005 to our evolved monsters world, Researcher Omeo" Name: Klaie Ird Age: 1 000 years old Experimented No: 0000004

Having splashed water on his face, his hair was slightly damp and sticking to his temples, but he appeared fully awake and alert. Isaac wiped his hands with a handkerchief and gestured for Carissa to sit. "I had planned to bring you along, but since you didn't want to go, I took Violet instead. After all, she's been to the battlefield and has seen Sandorians before." Sandorians were tall, with prominent noses and distinct eye colors. But some Sandorians were of average height, with eyes nearly identical to Starhaven people. Only their noses were slightly higher and their eyes more piercing, giving them a stronger presence, though not so different from Starhaven natives at a glance.

Not that he was entirely human, anyway, but it sounded like a full-on wolf snarl. “There’s nothing for me without my mate. Nothing.” His back snapped, and he collapsed. Rocco held him up, and the guy with the outstretched hands ducked under his other arm. He and Rocco lowered Oscar to the ground, dodging flying limbs as the man’s body kicked and fought as it broke and reformed. I watched in horror as Oscar howled, snarled, and cried, clearly in physical, mental, and emotional agony. My fingers gripped Ford’s biceps, and I held on for dear life.