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Creative Arts and Media => Roleplay => Fun RP => Topic started by: Ross bear on January 10, 2016, 02:43:58 AM
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You see a comfy lounge bean bag couches lazy boys and a good ball table :P XP OH BOY
Rules keep it clean and have fun
Post Merge: January 10, 2016, 02:56:18 AM
He walks in and flops down on the bean bag couch taking up almost all of the couch"ahh so soft"
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*peeks in and gasps loudly* 030
*romps in and flops down on a bean bag*
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I walked into the lounge and smiled at how nicely it was decorated. After I gave a quick wave to the other person in the lounge, I sat at the end of a comfy couch at the back of the room and pulled out a book.
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>.> <.< I look around and see tempest * hi there...
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I look up from my book to see a new fur in the lounge. I wanted to say hi but I thought it would be awkward.
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Ruckus trods in from the chilly outside air, his puffy tail darts back and forth as he looks around curiously.
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Garen once again looked up from his book and saw tall fur looking around the lounge. He waved to the new fur i the room with a smile.
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Ruckus spots the rather muscular wolf waving to him and pads over sitting across from them, on a few of the bean bags.
"Hello there."
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"Hi." Garen greeted and set his book next to him. "I'm, Garen." He had a friendly smile on his face.
Post Merge: January 13, 2016, 12:18:08 AM
"Hi." Garen greeted and set his book next to him. "I'm, Garen." He had a friendly smile on his face.
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*lifts my head up suddenly, waves, and plops my face back down into the soft bean bag* so squish
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Ruckus smiled gently, putting a front-paw to his chest. "I am Ruckus"
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*sits up and jumps from seat to seat, landi in Ruckus' lap* I'm Tempest ^~^ *rolls onto my back*
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Ruckus good naturedly poked at the red panda's belly with a toe of his forepaw rolling onto his own back now as result of his lack of lap.
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*purrs and giggles, flipping over and army crawling up his belly to his chest* 030 hewwo
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Garen chuckled at the appearance of the smaller fur. "Hello there, Tempest.". He watched them with a smile.
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Ruckus looked down his chest with his a-symetric eyes, one resembled a jewelers scope with lenses that could be slid in and out the other slid around in a groove that started where the eye would nomally sit, and ended on the side of his head.
He would blink and give the red panda a couple head pats.
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*giggles and nuzzles his face*
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*I walked into the lounge and sat down on the couch, radiating a nice heat* "By chance, is there any rum, I'll pay if needed?"
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Garen glanced at the newcomer. The he was giving off relaxed, Garen. "I'm not to sure." He said with a shrug. "There may be some in the fridge.". He pointed across the room.
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*nods* "Thanks" *I went over to the fridge and got myself some rum, poured a glass, then returned and extended my free hand* "By the way, my name's Razuel, I'm a mercenary" *points at the weapons hanging up by the door, a sword with a glowing eye and a fancy looking pistol*
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Garen stared at the sharp looking sword. Realizing the dragon was holding his hand out, Garen took it and shook his hand. "I'm, Garen. It's nice to meet you.".
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"nice to meet you, Garen. You see that glowing eye on my sword? It's a demon's, Lucifer's to be exact, but it like to be called Jeff" *Takes a sip from my cup* "mmm, nothing like some rum to warm ye up"
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Garen nodded, amazed by the sword. He glanced back at Razeul. "I'd kind of like to hear how you got that sword." He spoke excitedly.
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*Finishing his rum and placing the cup down* "Well, like Lucifer, I can play every instrument, he practices, but I don't... I'm kidding, but I do play the piano, trumpet, and trombone. So, one of my contractors told me that his soul was in danger of being taken, and when I asked who he told me, "I was drunk aaaaaaaaaanndd I met the devil and told him to arm wrestle me, and when I failed... horribly, he told me that for redemption I could get assistance, so I'm asking you to 'assist' me and in return I'll make you a godly sword", so what had happened next is that I arm wrestled Lucifer, for 3/4 of his own soul, with these guns" *flexes* " and won... then I killed him, took his left eye, and looted his weapons, and I got that gun, the Mk.5 Pheonix Resurrection. So my client did make me the sword out of... The Arch-Angel's Halo"
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Garen hung on every word of Razuel's story. He chuckled when he flexed. "You must be a very interesting person." Garen admired.
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*chuckles* "Thank you." *Takes out a business card and gives it to Garen* "Just say my name when you need a Merc, and I'll come" is what it says on there, my assistant, Angel, will attend to it if need be, she's the only other dragon I've met to match my skill"
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* she chirps and rolls and wiggles all over the couch. Sticking her tongue out * 0u0 :P
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Garen nodded as he took the business card. "I don't think I'll be needing a mercenary anytime soon... or at least I hope not." He finished his sentence with a chuckle.
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*she noms on the arm rest, glowing her eye* 0w0
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*romps off and dives in a pile of them*
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Garen peered around to see somefur gnawing on the couch. When did they get here? He thought to himself. Garen waved at the fur to get their attention.
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Ruckus rolls back over stretching out across the bean bags before laying down again propping his chin on his paws.
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*she waved with her tail and smiles. The rushes over to the talyxian and licks the patchon fur on his neck * 0w0
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Garen chuckled. He returned his focus back to, Razuel. "So.. the number on here is yours right?" He asked with a grin.
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Ruckus zens out for a minute before hearing paw steps coming his way, his left eye snaps into focus and slides along following the rushing Sergal before he feels his fur get lapped at causing him to sit up and boop at the Sergal's snout with one of his large paws O..O.
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*tears his attention away from the sergal* "er... yeah it is, the card itself is a tracker/transmitter"
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*she sways her tail and nips his paw toe. Looking up at him with playful eyes. Chirping and purring loudly*
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Garen examined the card again. "Wow.". Garen never really quite got how technology worked.
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"Yeah, that card sends a signal that, by my own will, will teleport me to your close vicinity, and provide a small forcefield in case of danger, after transmitting, or turn into a turret... either one" *a little blip is heard and a blue phoenix AI pops out and says* "He lies... partially, it may also teleport you to a hospital, but that's the creature holding the card's choice" *then the same beep is heard and she retracts* "Uhh yeah, that was Vivian, she was designed by Angel to... look over me, but she mainly just gives me heads ups, and wakes me up in the morning."
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Ruckus would gently bat at her again before flopping back onto the bean bags.
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*she crawls over him and lays in the same position beside him* :3
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Garen nodded. "I don't think I've ever seen one of those before" he said amazed, referring to the AI.
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"truly, she's actually able to well... take over or enhance my body if needed" *Right hand comes up and waves* "however, she does sometimes take it too far, I've had to reboot her twice before, but that was in her prototype years." *A blip is heard, but only her voice is heard* "For good reason too, this idiot went to hell and arm wrestled Satan and won, but my files were slightly corrupt, and I went berserk after he got the MK.5 gun, then again when that city wide explosion happened in the Himalayas " [REBOOTING] "That happens when she gets too angry out of a battle, it's a fail safe, but that city she mentioned, it's the most effcient area in the whole Himalayas now... and the blast hurt, but no one died."
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Garen was very invested in what, Razuel was saying. "What happened to cause the explosion?".
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"... She dropped an 'F-BOMB'... literally"
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Garen let out a quick chuckle, then stopped himself. "That doesn't sound too good.".
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Nah, It's fine... she doesn't control that ability anymore"
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Garen let out a sigh of relief. "That's good.." he stopped himself mid-sentence. "Can she... hear us?".
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*looks my wristwatch* "Yeah, she can. She's the best AI I've ever had. Her origin file was named Calypso, we found the origin at some abandoned old Military Facility, she was the only thing still online, she welcomed Angel and I, and willfully went back with us... a copy of her anyway, 2 copies of Calypso were made, Vivian, the Alpha, and Klein, the Beta. Klein is with Angel right now."
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"Are these copies the same as her... and if you found her file abandoned... who made her?" Garen was dazed by this interesting dragon.
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*vivian appeared again* "Well, Klein is just my twin, there are some differences between us, but he is less imaginative and more stuck up. Mother gave Klein and I all her abilities to help my Daddy and Angel, although when she provided, she vanished because she split herself to form her twins's source code." *Vivian does a small yawn then retracts back to my wristwatch* "Good night, daddy."
"Well, Calypso said that her designational programing was called Protect.exe, made by one of my much older, and deceased, relatives, she wouldn't reveal the name, but that's due to corruption of data."
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Garen nodded. "Wow.. do you have an idea of who the relative might have been?".
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" My Granddad, most likely... he was the director of the Institute once, long ago."
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Garen nodded again. This was all so interesting to hear he thought. "Will you excuse me for a moment?" He asked politely. "I'm going to grab a water... can I get you anything?" He asked, getting off the couch.
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*shakes head* "Nah, it's fine. Vivian can clone a recent drink for me" *a bottle of rum appears in my right hand*
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Garen stood in awe of this for a moment. He shook his head slightly and turned to walk to get a bottle of water.
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*I drink from the Rum bottle* "Mm, you're getting better, Vivian... still tastes bland." *my hand comes up and slaps me* "HEY HEY HEY, I SAID YOU'RE GETTING BETTER... it does have taste, just no punch."
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Garen returned to see this little argument. He chuckled to himself as he sat back down next to his book and, Razuel.
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Ruckus gets up from his nap with a stretch and a yawn, before slinking his way over to the fridge. Once convinced the others were focused on their conversations he opens the door and begins nosing his way through the contents.
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*mumbling to self* "It's **censor** good, Viv" *Stops mumbling* "You never told me what you do for a living, Garen."
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Garen smiled happily. "I guess I didn't.". He took a drink of his water. "It may not be as exciting as what you do but I'm a construction worker." Garen spoke, still smiling.
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"Well you are right to think that but, it is good pay and extremely much more safe as opposed to what I do for a living." *A rumbling is heard outside, and as it's being heard, I take a big swig of my rum* "Aah. Welp, there's my next contract. Be right back. Oh and please stay inside, this thing's a gorgon." *Gets up and in one swift movement my weapons and jacket are gone and only grunts and pounding sounds can be heard*
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Garen nodded as he watched the dragon leave.
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*A loud thud is heard, then the door opens, as I prop myself up with my sword* "Heh, damn thing was strong, nearly kille- AAH" *A blue jot of light swirls around my body then disappears.* "Tch, I hate it when she does that." * I then walk normally towards the couch, not limping, and sit down.*
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Garen frowned slightly. "Are you alright?" He asked sounding very concerned.
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"Y-yeah, I just died, isall. Ya see, there's a reason why Viv and Keith look like Phoenixes, there is the rare chance where a mission begins to kill Angel or myself, I mean Angel and I could easily revive ourselves, but it'd take decades to do so, and in the phoenix code, it prompts them to initiate the Resurrect protocol, regardless of their feelings towards their holders." *types something into a codex and a huge bottle of rum appears and I drink half of it in 2 gulps, then it turns into a blue liquid, and I finish that off.*
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"So..." Garen started, surprised. "Because of this... resurrection protocol.. she'll be gone for decades?".
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*Finishes drinking the bottle* "wha- no, Vivian just needs a few minutes to reboot. Angel and myself are basically immortal thanks to Viv and Keith, meaning that when we tire out, the Resurrection protocol rapidly speeds up the rejuvenation process, making myself and Angel stay at our prime."
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"Oh.. alright then." Garen said, not really understanding. He drank from his water bottle.
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"Sorry, I honestly don't understand it myself."
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"It all sounds confusing to me.." Garen admitted.
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After clearing out the food from the the refrigerator (and possibly a Tupper ware container) Ruckus contentedly pads back between the two furs to the pile of bean bag seats.
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"Yeah, I know. It just happened, is really the best answer."
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Garen nodded slowly. "Alright.."
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Walks in and sorta stands there awkwardly.
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*lays vertically on the couch * :|
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She looks at the sergal for a moment before setting down beside to couch and closing her eyes.
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Ruckus loops his tail under a near couch pillow and gives it a gentle fling in the Sergal's direction.