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Post by The Scrac that Smiles Back on Apr 19, 2012 11:20:16 GMT -5
Helvetica: ... Yes.
Taisean: I never knew that...
Helvetica: You never hit your barriers.
Taisean: Why didn't you ever tell Mother?
Helvetica: Swash would believe Noah over me.
Taisean: That's not true...
Helvetica: I want Taisean out of here. She won't be of any assistance.
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Neretta: We go to the cave and message Swash that we have him and want her in exchange. {I won't kill him unless he makes me}
Estyra: You can't justify evil because of time. Please, no hostages.
Noah: Yes! You should all be ashamed for considering such things! *looks at the crowd of girls that are still there* If it weren't for Swash every last one of you would be dead. Who saved you, fixed you, and gave you a home? Who loved you when the world said you deserved no love? Who taught you that you were worth something, when all your lives the only value you had was measured by the work you could do? It certainly wasn't a Reploid! How can you turn against Swash as soon as she needs something?!
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Synchro: ... *moves over to the terminal* I'm already hiding you. Come close and tell me what to do.
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{Proto? Proto?}
*to Alia* {I'm on my way!}
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{She can't hear you. And you can't hear her.}
Protoman's limbs were unrestrained.
{Come down the hallway.}
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Glyph: Certainly. I would be happy to assist you in any way.
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Vice: Eep! *pushed backwards into Harpuia*
Ullet: *holds on tight from behind* This is so totally awesome
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Oksana: That is often my goal.
Min: So by 'special cases' you mean murder and violent crimes victims... Wait, I heard you were the one who made Metal's brothers vanish! Why'd you do that! Where are they?!
Oksana: Gemini wished they would vanish, so they did. They have been returned now, since he regretted his wish. Family is something to appreciate, and I hope he has learned from the experience.
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Swash: Clarendon, my cat.
The door behind them opened and Swash glanced back, clearly iritated.
Swash: WHAT?
Verdana: *kneels* Progenitor Swash, we seem to have an unwelcome visitor in the control center near here. She is directing a large group of reploids. *pauses* Neretta is with them, as are the missing robots.
Swash: Do I have to do everything around here? *frowns and points at the screen, which shows Clarendon and Mercury* Once the Rawlinson Hunter is done delivering my message, have units nearby to bring her back. I have a promise to keep.
Verdana: Yes, Progenitor Swash.
Swash: *gets up and leaves the room, heading down the hall to where Alia is* ... *places a hand on the 'barrier'* {Silly girl. Does she really think that can keep me out? And I sense a thought cloud she's connected to. Time to disconnect.}
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Xirwena: *raises an eyebrow*
Clarendon: I, um, we...have something to tell you *scoots behind Mercury* You wanna tell them what Swash said? You're more informed on what she's planning then I am.
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Post by Omni on Apr 26, 2012 21:17:09 GMT -5
*starts walking onto the elevator* Taisean, if you want to help us with our goal, then by all means come with us. *turns to look at her as the other Mavericks come up to the elevator* Otherwise, please stay here, and maybe you won't get hurt. But just to be safe, maybe you should run to where the damage won't reach you, just until it's safe to come back. ... In fact, bring everyone with you so that they won't get hurt. We can't have innocent bystanders getting hurt, can we? ----- *to Noah as well as the other Rinamians, but mostly to the girls* Who's turned on us and is planning on taking over the worlds? *also* She's likely planning to use you for mass destruction. Even if she needs us, we can't help her unless we can get close to her without her destroying everything. And we're certainly not going to turn our backs on you as you need us now. ... ----- *starts walking over to the terminal* It would be better if I'm the one standing there, so that I can better see what I want to do. ----- *sees a shadow on the other side of the Crystal Wall* *accidentally sends to more people* {Hurry!} {*confused* Alia?}----- ... *looks around to see if he can see anything besides the one hallway* ----- ... Alright. I'll let you know when I find something. ... *looks over at the makeshift bowl* How much longer do you think they'll need that? ----- ((I actually never had him get on the board, but I'm willing to go along with this and say he was right in front of it or something.)) *doesn't appear to pay Vice's... position much attention* .oO (Destination in ten, nine, eight...) ----- ... *face seems to tighten ever so slightly* Should we bring you to the... ... case, then? ----- Sarrel: *gives a surge of... something, in attempt to distract Swash* ‹Oh no. I'm not going along unless I know what I'm being dragged into. *firmly* What message? What package? What promise?›
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Post by Chloemew on May 18, 2012 12:08:04 GMT -5
Xirwena: *raises an eyebrow* Clarendon: I, um, we...have something to tell you *scoots behind Mercury* You wanna tell them what Swash said? You're more informed on what she's planning then I am. Alright, alright, sheesh ...She's plotting to take over the world. You know, a plan that always works out. *totally not bitter about the Stardroid's defeat at the hands of Megaman aaaages ago, nope* She's starting with this place, wanting to overthrow some chick named Calli.
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Post by The Scrac that Smiles Back on May 19, 2012 23:55:43 GMT -5
Taisean: I-I-I c-can't kill Mother. You can't either! No one should kill Mother.
Helvetica: Taisean... Do what Lumine suggested. Take the children Home.
Taisean: Doesn't that action need authorized first?
Helvetica: I, Princess Helvetica, authorize you, Princess Taisean, to take these children out of the way of danger and to one of the planets of our empire :I
Taisean: I guess that works...
Omen: ...
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Noah: What?! Take over the worlds? Swash is here to free the world! Swash hasn't turned on anyone, you Earthling numbskulls! Everything is going according to the plans we've had laid out from the very beginning!
Neretta: It wasn't supposed to happen this soon. *gestures at the girls* They weren't supposed to be here. Swash wasn't supposed to be infected with some alien energy. We were supposed to working with the leaders of Rinam, not hiding from them. Nothing is going according to plan.
robot: ... *raises a hand* Is that why we're here?
Estrya: ... Neretta, what happened to Group 87? Why aren't they here too?
Neretta: They're dead. That is why it is just as dangerous for you to go as it is for you to stay.
Ginga: *shudders and hugs which ever Reploid is closest*
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Synchro: I had to go through training to be able to use this. Stand close and tell me what you want.
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{I am! I'm coming!}
{Alia? What's wrong?}
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There was a locked door behind him. A noise was heard from the hall. Someone was coming.
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Glyph: Okay. *glances over at the sunfish robots* ... Just until morning. Is that alright?
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((Whoops))
Vice: *gets the hang of the movement after a moment and straightens herself up*
Ullet: *enjoying the wind in her face*
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Oksana: Normally, the cases are brought to me. Unless it is an area you wish me to inspect?
Min: Harpuia is at the Navahian hospital.
Oksana: Then he is not dead. There is no case, and this Sage Harpuia will tell you who attacked them once repairs have been finished. You have no need of me. ... However, since I already know the answers you are seeking, I will tell you. It was Progenitor Swash. Harpuia attacked her and she retaliated.
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Swash: .oO(It's not like you're in any danger here Sarrel. I would appreciate it if you pipe down. I'll explain later.)
She placed a hand on the crystal wall and intensified the air pressure on it. Small cracks began to form, and air rushed into these cracks. Swash stepped back, smiling slightly as the wall explode into Alia's room.
{I just lost contact with Alia!}
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Clarendon: *puts her hand on Mercury shoulder* Thanks.
other robot: This is outrageous! We know where Swash and her army are hiding, we should strike now and wipe them all out!
Xirwena:*shakes her head* We should speak to Swash before doing anything rash. Try to reason with her.
other robot: She's infected by some alien power! Her entire army is! There's no reasoning with that, and the only way to keep Rinam safe from this threat is to kill them all!
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Post by Omni on May 20, 2012 18:15:04 GMT -5
*hugged* Resorting to insults won't help your case. .oO (*thinking about Noah* You're the numbskull.) A... Alia's-s in-n tr-rouble... *as if having trouble understanding what's going on* What? She... *points to his head* sent a message. Let's go. *starts moving toward the door* *speaks to the Rinamians* We need you to lead us there. Now.----- I think I could figure it out. The electronic world seems to shimmer faintly around him, starting at him and expanding outward like a ripple on the surface of a pond. The ripple dissipates before it reaches three yards away from him.----- ... *stays in place* ----- ... Hopefully. I suppose we'll have to wait and see. ----- .oO (4... 3...) *sees who's on an elevator disc* *'screeching' halt, the girls running into him, though he makes sure they don't fall off or anything* !?! *hovers in front of the group of Mavericks, Dark Elves, and the Rinamians, daggers drawn* And where are you going? To stop Swash. ... How do I know you're not lying? ----- *the temperature around Fefnir raises slightly* Where is she? How do I find Swash? {Meanwhile, the repairers are having trouble finding something wrong with Harpuia's nervous system} ----- *starts to stand up and ready weapon* {Someone's-} *the wall explosion pushes back on her* *knocked backwards, her head hitting the wall behind her* * Sarrel: ‹*firm and irritated* Look, I'm sick and tired of being pushed around... of sitting back and watching and having no idea what's going on while my power is used without my control. I'm surprised you can even access my powers while keeping me out of your thoughts. But if you don't tell me what's going on, you're going to lose them. Either we work together, or we don't work at all.›
*Sarrel tries pulling Swash's body back by one step*[rand=295236412435770032235015381593257223028140072710812785636147018522]
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Post by Chloemew on May 28, 2012 18:10:49 GMT -5
The chick's completely loopy. I think she's gotten to my boss, too, 'cause he's even more of a grouch than he normally is. The guy's downright psychopathic right now. An' I feel bad for Jupes... the poor sap's still stuck with 'im...
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Post by The Scrac that Smiles Back on May 29, 2012 12:45:45 GMT -5
Ginga and Estrya were alarmed at the news about Alia. Neretta maintained a neutral appearance. Classic and Dirty walked toward the door, glad to be doing something other then standing around waiting for everyone to argue things out and make up their minds.
Classic, Dirty: Where to?
Noah: *laughs* Sounds like one of your group has already been picked off. Swash might have done it, but it could have been Verdana, her Sentinel. Who you will have to go through to even get to Swash. Verdana won't go down easy, and nothing you say will matter. She has no choice but to defend her Progenitor.
Ginga, Neretta, and Estrya headed for the door.
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Synchro felt something odd in her realm, and turned to watch Phantom. She spoke up, curious.
Synchro: What was that, Angel?
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The light silver-colored robot stopped a few feet away from Protoman before sitting. She tucked her legs beneath her, nine fluffy tails spreading out behind her. Her eyes were a very clear blue, and opposing crescent moons marked her cheeks. There was concern in both her eyes and voice when she spoke.
"I am sorry if I have scared you. I am Phantom."
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Glyph: *nods, then yawns* I think we should go to bed, Doctor.
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Ullet hit Harpuia and Vice lurched forward when they stopped. Tasiean rushed forward to meet the green duel sword-wielding Reploid.
Taisean: It's true, Mr. Sir!
Helvetica: If you don't believe us you can come with us.
Omen: ... Who are you? You kind of look like Phantom.
Vice: Heh *waves* Hello, Miss Taisean.
Taisean: Sweet babies! All children need to get out of here!
Ullet: *peeks around Harpuia* But I have a gun, a packet of Bettys, and I can shoot. Can't I help?
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Oksana: You may want to ask those robots who followed you here about Swash. Min, come to the back with me, I want to do something for that head wound you have. Fefnir, you should apologize for hurting Min.
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((Oh yeah, that.))
Fell: I can't find anything wrong. You and Caslon did everything correctly, Garamond.
Garamond: Well, there were others involved too... do you have any ideas? Other then turning him back on and poking him till he responds?
Fell: ...
Avenir: Have two people poke him until he responds? ^^;
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Swash: Ng! *takes a step back* .oO(Stupid elf! I'm tired of you being in my head! Have I once asked you to stay? No! I want you to go! I don't care about your power, and as far as I know I haven't been using it! I've tried to be nice, but you're driving me insane! Your presence is painful!)
There was a crack in Swash's mental barrier, and suddenly she simply let it go. There were flashes of memories, Swash promising Clarendon to test her, a quick one of Neretta asking if Swash would support her missions into Sermek to bring back the kidnapped Rinamian children, a flash of Serif's face twisted in rage, screaming at her sister about how she had dared vanish for over a thousand years only to show up and hint that everything might not be okay and that she, the abandoner, could help- then Swash was back further in time, convincing her daughters they would like Rinam, the nation their mother came from. She was met with skepticism from the princesses, who were content to stay home. With the memories came an intense pain. With the pain came a sick feeling.
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Xirwena: Thank you for the information. We will inform Progenitor Calligraph right away. You may go.
other robot: I'll get order the troops to get ready.
Xirwena: No. You're coming with me. *grabs the other robot by the wrist and heads to a side door in the room*
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Post by Omni on May 29, 2012 18:00:35 GMT -5
*to Noah* Oh, be quiet. *follows after Layer and the twins* *to Dirty and Classic* The top... She said she's near the top of the base. ----- Nothing harmful. I was simply... getting a better look at my surroundings. ----- *watches as she walks up and sits down, but otherwise stands still, and says nothing* ----- Indeed. *looks at the S.R.S.F.F.R.s* ...We could probably set up a fish tank or bowl of water for the rest of those. Would that work? ----- ((Bettys? *reminded of Bettyming*)) *to Ullet* We can use any help we can get, but unless you're an expert, you should go with Taisean. *to Harpuia* She's turned on all of us, and I don't have time to convince you. So either help us, or go on your way. *activates the elevator* ... *inhales* *quickly makes an upward motion with one arm, using a blast of wind to try to help the elevator rise faster* ! ! ----- *already heading out the door at the mention of Robots having followed them* ((One-track mind right now.)) ----- ((XDD)) *still off, what else is there to write?* ----- Sarrel: *caught by surprise by the wave of memories and sensations* ... *mentally regains her composure once it's over* ‹*somewhat tired*... Oh really? ... What differences have there been in you? And really, what are you up to? ... What have you done?› *lying still*
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Post by Chloemew on May 31, 2012 23:21:41 GMT -5
Right. *glances back at Clarendon* Alright, what now?
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Post by The Scrac that Smiles Back on Jun 1, 2012 10:45:34 GMT -5
Dirty and Classic: Is she near the center? We should go to the main elevator, that's a fast way up.
Ginga: *races past them and out the door* I know where that is!
Dirty and Classic: *look at each other and shrug before starting to run to*
Estryra: *follows behind, choosing to float*
Neretta: *runs as well*
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Synchro: Hm. Well, even if you could figure it out, my excuse to stay involved and have you near me still stands.
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Phantom: *watches silently*
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Glyph: Yes, that would be perfect. *smiles* Thank you, doctor.
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((Good XD Betty came up with the bullets and gave them to the Rinamians, so they got named after her.))
Ullet: *sighs* No fair...
Helvetica and Omen joined Taisean and the Reploids on the elevator before Lumine turned it on.
Helvetica: ! *grabs the elevator railing, startled by Harpuia making the elevator go faster*
Tasiean: ! *grabs onto who ever is closest*
Omen: ! ... I don't see how she's turned on you three. *gives them an untrusting side-glance and grips the elevator railing*
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Min: *sighs and watches him* I hope he doesn't wreck your home.
Oksana: ... Do you believe a wish and a hope are the same thing?
Min: ... I think a hope is a wish you have a little faith in.
The old robot smiled and stood up, placing the end of her stick on the ground and leaning on it for a moment.
Okasana: My home will be fine. Follow me, I'll fix you up.
Min: Okay. Hey, how did you know we were followed? How did you know Fefnir was the one that hurt me?
The old robot was silent and simply left the room, motioning but once for Min to follow.
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The two robots were in a very bad mood. They hated the heat of Navah and were angry that Caslon had gotten away from them. Since Min and Fefnir had been asking about Harpuia, who had vanished along with Caslon, the two Patrolers decided to follow them and perhaps discover the whereabouts of their target. They were sitting on Oksana's roof, out of the line of any windows.
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A short time later, Harpuia's body was turned back on.
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Swash: .oO(You don't like asking easy questions, do you?)
She gave a mental sigh and gave a brief explanation of the Beta Wars to Sarrel as she entered the control room. Upon seeing Alia lying on the ground, she felt relief.
Swash: ... I didn't want to come back. Not after they killed my brother. But I was persuaded. Begged. You remember my second in command, the human? She believes the people of Sermek will never be able to overthrow their Government. But the Rinamians won't attack. So I'm the answer. It won't be like the Beta War... the soldiers have minds of their own. Innocents will be spared because they will rally to our cause. All I have done.. it is not for personal gain. When the war is over, I will go home. My new home, one I have created. Maybe my sisters will come... we'll be a nice... *voice catches, and she suddenly looks and feel quite sad* happy family...
She sank to her knees, and a tear rolled down her cheek.
Swash: without my brother...
There were more memories. Very old memories from before the betrayal and the Beta Wars and Kern's death. Swash was lying in the grass, looking up at the stars. She listened quietly as her brother animatedly told her more about them then she'd ever really wanted to know. It made her smile, and she fell asleep that way. The next day he teased her about it, but wasn't angry. This happened several more times, and Swash eventually did learn about the stars. She could name about half of the constellations without any help. There was another scene, and Swash was hiding from her older sisters. She had pulled some sort of prank on them, what exactly she had done she couldn't recall, but she remembered that Kern found her by accident. He smiled and whispered "You're my favorite sister." He was always doing things like that. He left without giving away her location. Swash figured it was because they were the closest in age. Serif was as old as dirt, and Calli and Oblique were about the same. Glyph was just a baby. Swash's three older sisters took everything too seriously, and Glyph was naive, attention-hogging, and demanding. Kern was just right. Glyph would also tell everyone how mean Kern was to her, and make up nasty stories about him in general. Thankfully, no one ever listened to her because she was always making up wild tales. After the Betrayal and Oblique's death Glyph rarely spoke, and was considerably easier to get along with. The war forced her to grow up, which was just as well. She'd only been created to show that a robot could start as a child and grow into adulthood. Swash didn't remember the details, but she did remember that Glyph failed her purpose. She then skipped to after the Beta War. Serif's pieces had been gathered from all over Sermek by Neretta, and the robot had been rebuilt by Fell. Fell became the first of Serif's Alphas, receiving her power through Serif right after Serif had been given power by the reclusive Lesks that lived below the surface. Heat and entropy was her specialty. Fire. The surface Lesks said they were gifted by the tree god, and the underground Lesks did not arise to correct them. Maybe they didn't quite know either. There was something funny about the planet. Something that got to Kern a second time. Swash hadn't been there when he was killed. She only heard about it once it was too late. "Glyph was the first to arrive..." "Who was second? Calligraph? "No... Neretta." That robot. That name. Why was she always involved? "Will Glyph be alright?" "..." "Why didn't you cure him? Why didn't you use 'Seraph Fire' like you did last time? "... He wasn't insane. Not this time. It wouldn't have worked. He choose to turn on us, Swash." Swash was angry. She knew that wasn't true. Could not be true. "Kern would never do that."
Swash: ... He wasn't evil, elf. He wasn't. He had the madness again. Why wouldn't Serif just cure him?
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Clarendon: I don't... I want to find out what they decided to do. So I guess we wait. You can go, if you want.
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Post by Omni on Jun 1, 2012 18:26:23 GMT -5
*running after* I don't know, but the sooner we get there, the better. The central elevator should help. .oO (I hope it's not too late already...) Oh! If I can detect her, we might be able to teleport right next to her! ... Her last message was cut off, like it was interrupted. ... *starts running faster/dashing more* *follow suit* ----- ... I'll give it a try. *walks up to the console* *takes a breath* If one pays attention, they could sense him extending his perception. .oO (Let's see... First I need to see how the video feeds work...) *looks for the processes and tries to observe them* ----- *stands there quietly* ((This could go on forever. XD Would you rather do a time skip, or make something happen?)) ----- You're welcome. *yawns, doing his best to cover his mouth with his hand* We have some containers for testing waterproofing... I think one of those would work. ----- *still directing the wind* If the world were fair, you wouldn't have a reason to ask in the first place. Short version: We asked your people to help us. She's doing this for herself. I'm pretty sure she plans to either destroy or enslave us as well. *hrmph* A short time later, Harpuia's body was turned back on. *suddenly draws back slightly, back arched* Hng-* The wind stops. The elevator is no longer accelerated by the moving air. Harpuia starts to fall slowly. ? What's going on? *looks over the railing* *curled forward* .oO (There it is again...) ... Maybe that gale was a strain on him? ... We don't have time to go check him, and even if we did, I don't think we know enough about repair. I think he'll be fine, though. Yeah, we're almost there, anyway. *by now is more secured, physically, either by holding onto the windboard or by someone having grabbed onto him* ----- *bursts out the door, gun ready* *looks around quickly* *turns around and looks above him* ----- Sarrel: .oO (Well you haven't exactly been easy to work with. Even now you're acting like you're opening up, but you're really still holding back. [Though the irony of your statements is amusing.]) ‹Created how? And don't ask me. I'm not her.› *lying there*
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Post by Chloemew on Jun 10, 2012 22:06:30 GMT -5
... ...Would, if I actually knew where to go. Ain't going near my boss again, that's for sure. Not 'til he's back to just being an irritable grouch instead of a psychopathic irritable grouch.
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Post by The Scrac that Smiles Back on Jun 11, 2012 0:45:16 GMT -5
The other robots began to leave the room as well, following behind the Maverick Hunters uncertainly.
Noah: .oO(They all just left me. Good. This 'Maverick' issue wouldn't be an issue if everyone had it. Scare mongers, that what the Maverick Hunters are. There is nothing to fear from the energy.) *teleports*
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There was little talking as they ran, but everyone was hoping Alia was alright. The end of the tunnel had blinking rings on it. The teleport pad was missing, but Ginga wasn't slowing down.
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Synchro: *smiles and turns her attention back to the console*
The control panel was strangely very blank looking. Synchro pushed a hand into it, and the surfaced rippled around her. Screens full of security footage appeared around them. To Phantom's senses Synchro had connected with the system itself, and was operating like it was an extension of her own being. Further investigation would reveal that her position as Master meant she was never really disconnected.
Synchro: Are you probing me?
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-TIME SKIP-
The nine-tailed robot called Phantom was still watching Protoman. She was determined to wait as long as it took for him to respond to her.
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Glyph: *nods* They sound fine, Doctor. Do you need help up the stairs?
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Ullet: Heyheyhey! *grabs Harpuia* Are you okay?
Vice: *also grabs hold, trying to steady Harpuia* Does he look okay?!
Taisean: *rises out of the elevator, which continues to rise at a slower pace* Are you hurt, sir? Is there anything we can do to help?
Omen: *glances at Harpuia* Er... *looks back at Lumine* That doesn't add up. You say this 'Maverick Energy' isn't bad and just makes people stronger, yet you're spewing a speech that plays off of the opinion that it's evil. You're either a hypocrite or you're lying about who's side you're on.
Helvetica: Omen, now is not the time to be throwing around accusations. Mr. Lumine, Vile, and Mr. Gate are all in danger as well.
Omen: Not if they deliver us to Swash and swear loyalty to her.
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The Patrolers were surprised by Fefnir's sudden appearance, but they wasted no time and swooped down, beginning an attack.
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Swash picked up Alia and began walking toward the door.
Swash: .oO(I created my worlds and I populated them from the great minds of many planets. People who have earned the right to see the universe. My Valkyries come to them as they are dying. Their minds are digitalized and they are brought to my kingdom. There they can choose to die as they would have naturally, or they can begin a new life. Don't expect me to open up fully to you, Sarrel. I know little about you beyond you are a cyber elf who forced their way into my mind with the intent of controlling me. And you are ignoring the suffering you put me through with your presence.)
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Clarendon: ... Okay. I don't need to know right now. I'm sure Progenitor Calligraph will make the right decision. *turns around* I think we go this way.
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Post by Omni on Jun 11, 2012 1:39:51 GMT -5
*follows, along with everyone else* *to Ginga* I don't know what exactly those things are, but I hope you know what you're doing! .oO (And I hope she's using it to help us!) ----- *still observing, trying to see if he can find any controls, as well as looking over each screen* ... That depends on where 'you' begin. I'm not trying to, however. [dice=20] ((Ignore for the sake of consistency in the next two rolls.)) *notices that one screen is pure static* Erm... There's a problem with one of the feeds: The signal is completely unusable. Shouldn't you repair it? Someone could take advantage of it. ----- *guess what? watching Phantom and holding completely still* *except for the occasional blink and such, but good luck seeing that underneath his visor* ((I'm thinking at this rate, the rescue party will come before either of them move. Want to write them in?)) ----- No, that's alright. I may be getting old, but I'm not frail. ----- I'll be fine... Just give me a moment... I'm not sure what you mean, but I'll say this: Desperate times call for desperate measures. The Elves told me what she's doing. A- *seems to be very insulted* I have no intention of swearing loyalty to ANYONE!! .oO (Not so loud...) ----- *having been though his share of ambushes - as well as having already been prepared for a fight - he fires a couple of shots* [dice=20] [dice=20] ((Oof, rough start.)) ----- *seems a little stiff, body not quite readily hanging loose* Sarrel: *very, very confused* ... ‹And everyone else?›[rand=503574480302631981303715216927235717424785252666557493414729834]
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Post by Chloemew on Jun 12, 2012 20:57:28 GMT -5
Uh... well, if ya think so. *follows after her*
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