Merc with a Beak

“Weird question to ask, and normally I’d love to take you up on the offer. I’m kinda uh… Lackin’ the necessary parts to after I became… This.”

Godzilla would stand up as he’d nod with a snort. Of course he knew Ghidorah, how couldn’t he know of him? But then Gigan mentioned X again, and explained he was everything Ghidorah is… but worse. And that he was coming here. “So you are telling me… that the usurper who nearly KILLED ME… has someone worse than him out there?”

“This does not bode well for Earth… Ghidorah was able to inflict seriously mortal wounds upon my being, even as I was super-charged by one of the humans’ warheads. To think something worse is coming towards Earth in this very moment…” the King actually shuddered when thinking about it. There were few things that could make Goji feel fear, but this was one of them.

 “….. I do not know if I will be enough.”

“Hah! The funny part is that you think you’ll be alone.”

     He could relate to all of Godzillas grievances, but Gigan refused to voice any one of those. He’d continue to sharpen those arm blades of his, his gaze fixating sharply on the King of Titans as a grin slowly crept its way back onto his features, the Cyborg soon standing up and straightening himself out completely, “I have some beef with Monster X. Considerin’ you were able to put his son on blast the way you did, I think we can both work up the ability to put aside our differences and come together against him?”

     He’d offer, stepping closer to the King and squaring up like he was almost ready to fight... Then, his posture would soften, and that grin of his turned into a full blown smile.

     Leans back while the smaller being is ranting, picking at the teeth inside of his metallic beak with one of his Bloody Triggers while they ramble on and on about some sort of… Eternal damnation? He wasn’t fit to exist? It all bored Gigan, and he’d soon heave a sigh before he’d lean forward, staring the faceless being down before…

BZORP!

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MUSE: Gigan FC: Himself OCCUPATION: Hired Mercenary AGE: n/a SEXUALITY:  Pan PRONOUNS:  He/Him or They/Them

APPEARANCE:

I am 5'7" or taller. / I wear glasses. / I have at least one tattoo. / I have at least one piercing. / I have blonde hair. / I have brown eyes. / I have short hair. / My abs are at least somewhat defined. / I have or have had braces.

PERSONALITY:

I love meeting new people. / People tell me that I’m funny. / Helping others with their problems is a big priority for me. / I enjoy physical challenges. / I enjoy mental challenges./ I’m playfully rude with people I know well. / I started saying something ironically and now I can’t stop saying it. / There is something I would change about my personality.

ABILITY:

I can sing well. / I can play an instrument. / I can do over 30 push-ups without stopping. / I’m a fast runner. / I can draw well. / I have a good memory. / I’m good at doing math in my head. / I can hold my breath underwater for over a minute. / I have beaten at least 2 people in arm wrestling battle. / I know how to cook at least 3 meals from scratch. / I know how to throw a proper punch.

HOBBIES:

I enjoy playing sports. / I’m on a sports team at my school or somewhere else. / I’m in an orchestra or choir at my school or somewhere else. / I have learned a new song in the past week. / I work out train at least once a week. / I’ve gone for runs at least once a week in the warmer months. / I have drawn something in the past month. / I enjoy writing. / I do or have done martial arts.

EXPERIENCES:

I have had my first kiss. / I have had alcohol. / I have scored the winning goal in a sports game. / I have watched an entire season of a TV show in one sitting. / I have been at an overnight event. / I have been in a taxi. / I have been in the hospital or ER in the past year / I have beaten a video game in one day. / I have visited another country. / I have been to one of my favorite band’s concerts.

RELATIONSHIPS: (verse dependent)

I’m in a relationship. / I have a crush on a celebrity. / I have a crush on someone I know. / I have been in at least 3 relationships. / I have never been in a relationship. / I have asked someone out or admitted my feelings to them. / I get crushes easily. / I have had a crush on someone for over a year. / I have been in a relationship for at least a year. / I have had feelings for a friend.

MY LIFE:

I have at least one person I consider a “best friend”. / I live close to my school. / My parents are still together. / I have/had at least one sibling. / I live in the United States. / There is snow right now where I live. / I have hung out with a friend in the past month. / I have a smartphone. / I have at least 15 CD’s. / I share my room island with someone.

RANDOM SHIT:

I have break-danced. / I know a person named Jamie. / I have had a teacher with a last name that’s hard to pronounce. / I have dyed my hair changed my form. / I’m listening to one song on repeat right now. / I have punched someone in the past week. / I know someone who has gone to jail. / I have broken a bone. / I have eaten a waffle today. / I know what I want to do with my life. / I speak at least 2 languages.

“Feh, the Xiliens? Don’t worry about them.”

     Gigan swiped a Bloody Trigger haphazardly, dismissing the Mechas concerns with a light huff. Those aliens were the least of his concerns… What topped his concerns was one of the Titans that were ‘under their control’. X… When was it going to come for earth?

Mothra noticed his hesitance at her offer of petting her fluff. Looking more closely at his demeanor, she wondered if he could feel tactile stimulation the way other creatures could. Surely there were still parts of him that allowed him to sense touch? The thought that he wouldn’t ever be able to receive the comfort of her soft ruff saddened her.

{{I’m sure your singing is lovely, Gigan.}} Mothra replied in encouragement. {{I would gladly offer my company to listen to your story. It is true that we cannot change the past, but we can certainly learn from it, and recounting memories is one way of ensuring we do not make the same mistakes.}}

Crawling a little closer to him, she sat upright.

{{I have one condition, however.}} She chirped, and raised her first pair of forelimbs. {{You must hold me while you tell your story. I listen best when I am close, and since the topics we will discuss will likely be heavy, we will need to help of my fuzziness.}}

     Well, talk about an odd request. Gigan had had his fair amount of weird requests and things demanded from him, but the Cyborg would have to heave a sigh through his beak. Looking down at his bladed arms for a moment, his expression shifted into one of slightly confusion for a moment before he’d look back up at Mothra.

“I... Don’t think I can without hurting you, or squeezing you really tightly. Sorry, Mothra.” He’d wave those bladed arms of his as if to showcase his point, but eventually Gigan would shake his head and utter something underneath his breath, something among the lines of missing what he used to be.

Noting the flash of anger, Godzilla would merely lower his head a bit, showing a sign of submission. He was not here to fight anyone, rather, he was here to talk. And it seemed Gigan knew this too, as he stood down. Then, Gigan began to talk about ‘X’, to which Goji had to be honest;

“… No, I do not have any knowledge of anything named ‘X’.” 

     A ‘tsk’ left the Cyborg at that news then, the Titan standing himself tall and at his full height then. His expression became grim for a moment, lacking that usual boisterousness that Gigan always seemed to carry around... Almost becoming very grim in a way. His beak clicked shut, and a loud whirr came from Gigan then as he’d ponder the best way to approach this conversation...

“Ah, shit... Hold on bud, I’ll get you out of there.”

     Megalon was lucky Gigan stumbled across him when he did, the cyborg carefully feeling around the sinkhole for any weakness he could use to free his friend, without accidentally ending up harming Megalon in the process. When he found one such thing, the titans visor would start to glow as he’d give a warning, “Sit still, I don’t wanna blast you by accident.”

     With that being said would a laser fly out of Gigans visor, slamming into the weakness he felt to allow Megalon some room to slip out!

“Titannus Gojira.”

     He didn’t refer to Godzilla with a nickname like he would’ve around others, having pretended to focus on sharpening one of his blades. He couldn’t look Goji in the eyes right now, at least he didn’t trust himself on doing so without erupting into a blind rage of some sorts… So many things had happened recently, but he had trust placed in him by Mothra. He had to do this…

Another round of giggles escaped the child. “Really? He’s completely serious about that?” That was just hilarious. Was his pride truly so fragile that he went to that extreme when a twelve-year-old pranked him? If so, good, because that meant she actually managed to hurt him. It was the least he deserved after all Ghidorah had taken away from her. 

“That’s good for us, though.” She gave a sleepy grin. “Means that he won’t get pissed at you actually liking me or me actually liking you. Might make him confused, though, that I’m okay talking to a guy that kills people for money.” Gigan had never killed any humans for money, though. Not any that she recalled. Plus, Gigan was generally pretty decent to her, and Megalon of all people trusted him. 

So why wouldn’t she be nice right back? 

“Nah, he doesn’t even know I know who you are. As far as I’m concerned, to him? All I know is that you’re some snot-nosed brat who keeps popping up as a nuisance to Mr. ‘All Mighty’.”

     The tiny psychic version of Gigan would lift his Bloody Triggers up then, tilting them downwards to try and represent air quotes around the words ‘All Mighty’. Lowering one to his side though, the other would be rubbed up against Gigans chin as he’d simply grin now, “Heheh. Probably hasn’t been the weirdest company you’ve been with though, right? After all, from what he tells me, you’re buddy-buddy with that big lug Godzilla, yeah?”

A chitter of amusement sounded from Mothra. {{The ocean is vast, far more so than the land. I imagine he has many spots within which he rests. I can call for him if you want to speak with him.}}

As Gigan leaned forward, Mothra followed suit, tilting her head with a quizzical chirr. She wondered if he was about to tell her a secret, and the notion was a little exciting. After a while, she realized he was studying her, which could mean only one thing.

{{Do you want to touch my fluff?}} She couldn’t think of any other reason someone would look at her for so long. {{Every time I am reborn, I make sure it gets softer and more voluminous.}}

Mothra listened to Gigan’s proposal. She was very heartened by the thoughtfulness behind it. {{I would love to hear you, Gigan. Would you like to practice with me? I can pretend to be my Sea.}}

“Heh. Yeah, I s’pose that’d work... Probably be more likely to listen to you then me.”

     That inquiry caught Gigan off guard though, touch her? A look was cast down at his Bloody Triggers, and while he could very easily tilt them to not hurt the Goddess accidentally... He couldn’t really feel things anymore. Not with these things on his arms. His look sobered up for a moment before he was tugged back to reality by Mothra speaking up again,

“Well, uh... Not much of a singer. Not anymore at least... I meant like, would you be willin’ to hear my story out? I’ve never really shared it with anyone before.” Not like he ever had a reason to. If he would’ve told it to Ghidorah, or X, or anyone else? He’d be executed without hesitation, they wouldn’t sit down and let a survivor like him continue to live.

Mothra chirred, and canted her head. She was glad nothing was wrong, but she certainly wasn’t expecting an apology. It was a pleasant surprise, however. His sincerity heartened her. She wondered what else she would eventually learn about Gigan. So far, getting to know him has been a joy.

{{Thank you, Gigan. That is very brave of you.}} She gave him a nod, gaze fond. {{Have you spoken to my Sea? I think he would appreciate your apology as well.}}

“Talkin’ to big Goji? Would love to, if I knew where to find him... Gotta give the big lug credit, he knows how to hide himself sometimes.”

     Skipping over the thanks given to him with a dismissive wave of one of those arm blades, that visor of Gigans glowed slightly as he pondered something. He’d lean forward, laying his arms over his legs as he really took a moment to size up the Titan before him for once. While she didn’t seem like much on the surface, Gigan could really tell from stopping to analyze Mothra that there was more much to her then meets the eye. Much more.

“Was kinda hopin’ you could help me out there.” He’d offer with a slight grin, a mechanical chuckle escaping the cyborg, “I dunno if I could ever really forgive him for destroyin’ my old body, but... I’m willin’ to try. Put aside old hostilities and all that jazz, since I know now better then anyone he was just tryin’ to protect this old rock.”

     If he was in Godzillas shoes, he would’ve gladly done the same. It had taken a lot of retrospective thinking and reflecting on himself to come to this... Had to swallow his pride as well, something that was easier said then done for the cyborg.

Madison giggled at the black comedy despite her exhaustion. “Yeah… Ghids doesn’t like getting tricked.” She knew that very well considering how she tricked the Titan into being forced to licking the sole of her shoes and naming her Queen and all that. Ah, those were good memories. Very good memories. 

Gigan’s reassurances, however, made the brief smile disappear like a flame that had just gone out. “Y’sure you can keep that promise? Pretty sure Ghidorah would love t’off me. What if he tells you to do that?” It sounded so dickish that it was practically hand-wrapped for Ghidorah. Let Gigan become friends with her and then kill her to prove his loyalty in the most fucked up way possible. 

God, even when she wanted to drop dead from exhaustion, the rage Ghidorah inspired in her was legendary. 

“HAH! Now that’s a good one!”

     Gigan had laughed a bit at the mention of Ghidorah not liking being tricked, but the idea of him being sent after Madison? It was enough to get him to laugh raucously, his head tilting back slightly as he did so. When he finished would he shake his head, lifting up one of those Triggers in order to wipe at his visor like he was wiping away a tear, his beak being bared in a wide grin,