Syx wasn’t much for seduction. Not that he didn’t understand it, but the first approach felt nearly impossible. So he fell back to what he always did to get another’s attention. He built a thing. In this case a floating bot, dark metal and trailing gossamer ribbons like a decorative tail. It hovered and spun in an odd little dance around the brooding man that had caught Syx’s eye.

never-so-bad:

syx-blue:

never-so-bad:

“And what do we have here?” Zagam’s eyes widened in surprise, first wary, to see a strange artefact floating around him, but relaxed immediatly when noticed it was just trying to call his attention, thing that did succesfully. His gaze soon moved towards the blue man that for one second he thoug might be Mr. Drake. It wasn’t him, of course. The colony was not the same neither the energy. Another blue man?
Zagam flashed him a charming smile leaning forward on his chair, there is the resting area of the exhibition. “Pretty artefact you have here. Is it yours?” He asks with playfully interest.

A deep frown etched into Syx’s face, “Brainwashing is pointless. Defeats the entire purpose. If you are going to have soldiers then they have to be able to think of their feet. Make there own decisions. Otherwise they’re just useless cannon fodder,” he waved a hand dismissively, “You’re thinking too small scale. It’s better to control what they think of you. Shape how they see the world and you can manipulate the decisions they make for themselves. Politicians make a career doing this.”

It was the whole point of having both Mr. Blue and Megamind. Two worlds, two faces. To shape and manipulate how people saw him. To make sure they only ever saw the masks in public. There were cracks forming now. The game shattering. His plans slipping. All he felt he could do was try and desperately hold onto the shards as they slipped away.

“It is not. Demons born with the battle in their blood, You train them to fight and know about tactics. there is no need to brainwahs anything.  and no. in a war one don’t think individually. they work in team , its more effective. and I manage Legions… I never think in small scale, Dear Syx.“ Zagam grinned michief staring deeply to the blue man’s eyes.

-“I think there is still much in the world that you need to see. If someday… Villain, you go Hell. let me know I will give you a tour…..”

“And you still didn’t reply to my question.”

Syx side eyed the demon beside him. What he feared? Rejection. Anger. Mistrust. Hatred. Disgust. Syx hunched his shoulders defensively. Nothing he would tell this strange man about. Never admit weakness. Never show fear if you could help it.

“I don’t fear demons and I don’t care about the banal sheeple of this city. I have no intention to start a war. This city is mine. I intend to keep it intact. The systems that govern and control it are what I hate. You can’t fight them. Not with violence.” 

It would be so much easier in life if people like Metro Man really could just punch out corruption and wickedness, but life didn’t work that way. It wasn’t so simple. Gave him headaches at night to think about it.