Humanoid Ocs Novels & Stories

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.

I head in her direction, fully aware of the ridiculous smile on my face as she traces me head to toe with her own eyes. 'Look all you want, sweetheart. I'm all yours.' I think to myself. I lengthen my strides to get to her quicker when she gets the most adorable, confused look on her face. Does she not smell me? Surely she knows I'm her mate. Maybe she didn't want a mate. I get closer to her and inhale deeper. Then stop in my tracks. She's human. "Ah, fuck!" I mutter.

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