The Furry Forums
Creative Arts and Media => Roleplay => Fun RP => Topic started by: SadDubwool on August 10, 2016, 06:38:54 AM
-
June 4 2030, A military testing base suddenly went off the grid, A couple of months after that disappearence a large anomaly appeared in the Mojave Desert, Nothing like it was ever recorded in history, Time around the Tear seemed to stop, after some time, Creatures and people of both past and future started emerging from the anomaly, Although most had no negative intentions, this changed with the more passages, soon the world was filled with corruption, From both the past and the future, now the world is a mixed bag of Crime and Daily Suburban life.
----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------
*Most past characters would have a mix of Traditonal and Futuristic design, although you are free to design as you want
*Romance is allowed, but keep it PG-13, M80
*Gore and Violence is allowed, But keep it toned down, unless it is needed.
*No Magic
*No overpowered bullshit.
*Have Fun!
------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------
Name:
Age:
Species:
Era of time (Past, Present or Future):
Clothing:
Extra:
-
Name: Sergei Stowinski
Age: 29
Species: Bearded Vulture
Era of time (Past, Present or Future): Past 1940's
Clothing: This (http://www.planetfigure.com/attachments/s4-uniformsofwwii-160-sovietunion-corporal-infantrydivision-re-jpg.150099/)
Extra: Sergei was a Sergent in 5th Rifle Corps in the Soviet Red Army, after the battle of Stalingrad he passed out and awoke in the future in this desert.
-
Name:Michael Rockefeller
Age:30
Species:Robot
Era of time:2052
Clothing:Pic below
Extra:A ealy model of sentient A.I, M-13 AKA Micheal was made to assist on police cases, after his model became obsolete, he was thrown out, before suddenly shutting off and appearing in this world, the past, He isn't new by now, and searches for any new-comers fromthe tear
[attachment deleted by admin]
-
Name: Frank "Boucer" Bellomo
Age: 38
Species: Pitbull
Era: 1940's
Clothing: Black trench coat & suit, fedora
Extra: N'ya see? I'm walking here, ya' lousy good fo' nuthin' broad, yeah, he's a mobster, Italian-American
-
Name: Nikolai
Age: 29
Species: Wolf
Era of time: 1980s
Clothing: Soviet Union military uniform
Exta: Nikolai was an officer for the USSR army and was deployed in Siberia to guard prisons. When he took a walk to relax he never returned back
-
Name: Razuel
Age: 21
Species: Western feral dragon
Era of time (Past, Present or Future): medieval times
Clothing: none
Extra:Raz will be a bit aggressive, but he's just lonely and needs somebody, also he won't be able to use many words, so it'll mostly be grunts roars and groans, but he'll pick up on some vocabulary and try to say it.
-
Sergei's eyes shot open, he quickly got up from the ground. This was different from what he last remembered. The ground wasn't covered in snow, there where no buildings collapsing from constant artillery fire. He was in some kind of, desert.
He quickly began to panic, he was a strange man in a strange new place. He quickly pulled out his pistol from his holster and checked to make sure it was loaded, once he knew it was loaded he called out in Russian, "Hello! Can anyone here me!?"
-
Name: Zaida Valdis
Age: 26
Species: Vexū
Era: Future, 3062
Clothing: A black and dark grey armor similar to (http://img14.deviantart.net/97ff/i/2012/105/4/e/mass_effect_3__female_engineer_armour_reference__by_troodon80-d4w8lzp.jpg) However more like a nanosuit, and her mask has more of a gasmask appearance.
Extra: Works for a secret organization.
-
After a few Sergei began to walk aimlessly around the desert. He called out again in Russian, "Please! Is anyone around! My name is Sergei Stowinski! I'm a Sergent in the Soviet Red Army 5th Rifle Corps!" He repeated it several times.
-
Zaida jumped to her feet, panting heavily. She grew aggravated and confused. 'Where the hell am I..' she thought while studying the Mohave desert with a snarl.
-
Sergei grew tired of screaming so he stopped, instead he sang to himself a famous Soviet patriotic song (https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=myOGE9S36WM). He sang rather loud to make sure someone heard him.
-
Nikolai opened his eyes, he wasn't in Siberia anymore.
It was warmer actually hotter than the place he was a few moments ago, he takes of his cap because the heat become unbearable.
He starts walking around untill he hears a scream of someone in Russian. Nikolai wondering where it comes from runs towards the sound hoping he would see someone who could help him. 'Where the hell am I?' is he thinking by himself whilst he runs towards the voice.
Suddenly he hears a chant, a Soviet chant from a long time ago? Was he back in Afghanistan? Nikolai screams loudly: "COMRADE!"
In an attempt to pull the other fellow his attention he starts singing the anthem.
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=rHomETco0MI (https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=rHomETco0MI)
-
Sergei stops and listens, he knows that rhythm. But the lyrics sounded different. He knew it was the anthem of the Soviet Union so he sang along, although he may have switched the words Lenin with Stalin it was still the same. He ran towards the voice while singing loudly.
-
Zaida then heard some language from afar... Russian? She started heading towards the direction of the singing. Then stopped, confused by the two.. "What in the hell is going on?" She mumbled to herself.
-
Nikolai saw the soldier in a rather old uniform
"Comrade, why are you wearing those old clothes? Also where am I?" he asks to the stranger
-
Sergei stopped and examined the Nikolai, he looked confused, "What do you mean? This is standard issued uniform for the Red Army...." He got closer to the Nikolai and looked at his uniform, "What is this? I've never seen a uniform like this..."
-
"What are you talking about? This is the standard Officer Uniform."
Nikolai then repeated his question: "why the old clothes and where are we?"
-
Zaida decided to approach the two Russians cautiously. Hoping to get some answers. "Excuse me, Do any of you speak English?" She asked them in a serious tone, her voice muffled a bit under the helmet.
-
Sergei got even more confused, "This is what everyone gets in the Red Army... And, I don't know where we are..." He then looked over at Zaida and got even more confused. He backed up from the two and stuttered in English, "You.... Where am I?"
-
"Red Army? What are you? Retired? We don't use that name anymore? Also this is the uniform of '85 not the most modern one but the best one I could get."
Says Nikolai to the other lad, he looked then to his left to see the rather strange persona
"Comrade, she sounds American; watchout." says Nikolai but then he talks with a rather Russian accident to the new stranger "Yes, I speak English. I had to learn it and I can speak it a bit well as you can see. Now tell us: where are we and how does the Americans have that uniform?"
-
*Micheal walked towards the tear, spotting some...interesting characters around it*'Another new batch eh?'*He thought continuing to walk towards the tear*
-
Zaida raised a brow looking down at herself. "This is a custom suit, it's none of your concern where I got it." She scoffed, looking at the two. "What the hell are you two wearing?"
-
"Well you asked politely" Nikolai said, "I'm wearing the USSR officer uniform, and my comrade here is wearing the old soldier uniform."
He then looked at the for him Robotic person: "So tell me, when did you become a robot?"
-
*Micheal continued walking towards the scene, he sould be somewhat heard from the distant robotic clanks*
-
Sergei stared at everyone, he was confused. Very confused.
-
"Is this some kind of joke or something?" She said unamused, with her arms crossed. Zaida's turned her attention to the robot, it seemed like an old model but at least it was something that she was familiar with.
-
"Well, aren't ya'll the bees knees"*He said finally arriving at the group*"Seems like the past is catching up..."*He said, acknowledging that most of the group came from the past*
-
Sergei pulled his pistol out and yelled, "WHAT IS HAPPENING!?"
-
"Whoa, Stop right there Space cowboy, I can explain"*he said his head turning towards him"
"Although, I'm sure you won't understand it."
-
Sergei holstered his pistol and listened, he looked scared and confused.
-
"You see, where were at now is a....Tear of some sort, somehow people of long gone and unknown eras of history seem to be sucked out into the present, and you guy's are lucky...or unlucky enough to be thrown here."*His hand turned into a vice grip, picking up a strange rock*
"Hell, even inanimate objects can be sucked through"
-
"WHAT DO YOU MEAN?!"
Nikolai pulled his gun out and pointed it directly at the talking thing.
"TAKE ME BACK HOME YOU PIG!"
-
"What I mean is that you are not in your time, and won't be unless you make a backwards time machine"
*He looked at the guy who was pointed his gun at him* "Now, stop pointing your...objects...at me and think it over."
-
Sergei looked over at the Robot, then over to Zaida then over to Nikolai. He sat himself down, his mouth was gaped open and he was tearing up, "But my family.... Back at home..." He got up and grabbed the Robot, "Did we at least win the war!?" The man looked broken.
-
"Take me back, now!" is Nikolai saying in a rather serious and threathning tone.
"Few minutes ago I was home, now take me back or this "object" will show his purpose"
-
Raz woke up not too far from the others, groaning as he had a spear and arrows stuck in his side, he hadn't realized this was not his time, nor was he in his cave. There was a soft dust cloud over the area, and Raz's stone dimly lit up his location through the dust, and from a distance, his groaning could be heard
-
"Yes, you won the war"*He said before looking at Nikolai*"Did you hear me? THERE. IS. NO. WAY."*He said, he was loosing his temper*"And how could I take you back anyway?"
-
Nikolai smiled but still pointing his gun towards the mysterious robot he asked: "you mean we won the war? We won from the US? When did we do that?"
-
Sergei let go of the robot, he sat on the ground and took his helmet off. He then sat in silence, "If I'm in the future.... Does that mean everyone I knew is dead? My wife, child, brother, mother and my father.... All of them are dead?"
-
*He looked a nikolai*"I wasn't talking to you"*He looked at Sergei before sighing*"Listen, It might be hard to grip, but yes... They couldn't of lived this long, but being as far as we are in the future, You probably have generations of grand kids, If that makes you feel better"
-
Zaida sat back watching the scene. "Huh" 'if this is the past? That means it never happened... Odd.' she sat on a boulder "I can start over. 3062 was a living hell for me, I guess I've retired early then."
-
Nikolai fires a warning shot to show he is being serious
"Next time it will be bullseye, Time you answer questions my friend, did we win the war and why am I here? Also where are we you pig?"
-
Raz struggled to get up, stumbling as he stood up, he tried to walk forward and he stepped into a pothole, and as he fell, his paw landed on a sharp object, and upon impact, he let out a roar in pain and he reared back and tried to force the object out of his paw.
-
"The USSR Dissolved In 1991, December I believe, Before you could damage American soil"*He sighed before saying*"If I knew ANYTHING on why you're here, I would tell you, Also, you're in the Mojave desert, Nevada"*He heard the roar before sighing*"Another one.."
-
Sergei sighed, he then looked at everyone. He watched Nikolai fire his gun and he watched Zaida sit down on the boulder. He then picked up his helmet and moved near Zaida, "So.... Who are you?"
-
"what?" Nikolai looks broken to the metal creature, "that's impossible...we were winning."
He then looks down "Damaging American soil? We couldn't damage American soil?"
6 shots could be heard all from Nikolai shooting in the ground next to the other person his feet, he then looks angry at him
"Looks like I damaged American Soil, you pig!", he spits in the sand and then walks towards the only person he can trust, the soldier
"You, are you in this?" He asks towards the soldier
-
Sergei looks over at Nikolai, "What? We where never at war with America though... They helped us drive the Germans out of Russia... If this is all true. Then I'm from the year 1943..."
-
Raz looked at the hole he stepped in and he saw a nest of creatures, he then wrenched his head back and shot fire into the hole, lighting up the area around him, he then sat back down and slowly took out the arrows and spears out of himself.
-
"1943?,", Nikolai had a chuckle, "that explains the old uniform, I'm from 1988"
He then sat down, "we were at war with the Americans, they bombed Japan with big nuclear bombs and were threathening to bomb us."
Then his face broken expression showed back up, "but our Great Union must have been betrayed. All thanks to those Capitalistic Pigs!"
-
"Both sides did next to nothing, It was called the cold war for a reason"
-
Nikolai jumped up from anger "Cold war?! What was Vietnam then? Korea or the violent inhumane exploitation of poorer countries by you western filthy pigs?
Do you call that cold? Is that cold?" he grabs his gun again: "we should have dropped the Tsar Bomba on you guys when we had the chance".
-
The monster was silent for a bit while she was thinking, before she glanced at the Russian vulture "Z11 or my real name, Zaida." She simply said with a shrug "And you are?"
"Sergei... Sergei Stowinski, I'm a Sergent in the Soviet Red Army 5th Rifle Corps. Well, I was..." He then examined Zaida's outfit, "What are you wearing?"
-
"Shooting me won't solve anything"
-
"A dead pig is a good pig!" He puts his gun away and walks over to his comrade but he then shouts towards the Robot "If you know so much, then tell me: what happened to Nikolai Vaneshkov on the 6th of october in 1986?!". Slowly Nikolai walked over to Sergei: "what's your name Comrade", he asked in Russian.
-
*Frank opens his eyes, it takes a moment for him to realize this Isn't his hotel room, he looks around then leaps up and aims his Thomson SMG around the desert* "This ain't Vegas... Oh Christ did that dumb broad slip somethin' inna our drinks again?" *Frank sighs* "BEANS! TULIP!" *Frank shouts out while walking around looking for his partners*
-
"A dead pig is a good pig!" He puts his gun away and walks over to his comrade but he then shouts towards the Robot "If you know so much, then tell me: what happened to Nikolai Vaneshkov on the 6th of october in 1986?!". Slowly Nikolai walked over to Sergei: "what's your name Comrade", he asked in Russian.
Sergei looked over at Nikolai and spoke to him in Russian, "Sergei Stowinski. Sargent in the Soviet Red Army 5th Rifle Corps." He stood up and offered a handshake.
-
As Sergei went to shake Nikolai's hand he looked over at Zaida and replied back, "Sounds useful. Would have loved one of those in World War 2."
-
*Frank shouts out at he gets closer to the group* "JIMMY! BEANS!"
-
Sergei laughed under his breath, "And to think we thought Technology would make everything better. Well at least by that time I'll be dead."
-
*Micheal looked at zaida before saying*"So, I'm guessing robot where turned into mindless killing machines"
-
"Guess I don't have to worry about it anymore." Zaida looked at the bot. "Not all of them." She huffed. "Everything just fell apart, it was chaos. The world was a battlefield."
-
*He nods before saying*"It seems you want to leave your past behind, am I correct?"
-
(Going to make another character. Sergei is just... Boring, pretend he never existed please and thank you.)
Name: Henry Stowe
Age: 30
Species: Bearded Vulture
Era of time (Past, Present or Future): Past, 1917.
Clothing: This (http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6166/6173283783_047730c9b5_z.jpg)
Extra: Staff Sergent in the British Army.
Post Merge: August 11, 2016, 05:02:28 AM
Henry woke up on the ground, his uniform was covered in mud and dirt. His SMLE rifle was still over his shoulders. He got up and held his head, "Bloody hell... I feel like I got ran over by a **censor** train..." He saw his surroundings and got up quickly. He pulled his rifle out and loaded it.
"God damn... Where am I?" He saw a group of people and he decided to call over to them, "Oi! Over there! What side are you on!?"
-
*Michael turned before saying*"The Law."*he looked at henry*
-
Henry aimed is rifle at the robot and yelled, "What in gods name are you?!" He looked at Nikolai and Zaida, his eyes widened. "Who the **censor** are you people?! Where am I?"
-
Raz decided to get closer to the group, his steps causing the ground to shake slightly, and as he reached the group he sat down and looked at them all, studying their movements, think to himself 'Maybe these anthros can give some clues to where I am.'.
Raz's appearance would be known by whomever paid attention to detailed history, namely the Draconis cult ruins that worshiped a dragon with a red stone.
Raz clearly towered over the group giving a soft growl to any that dared to attempt to approach him.
-
Henry slowly turned around as a shadow went over him, "Cor Blimey..."
-
*Frank spots the group and aims his Thomson from his hip at the group* "The hell a' you guys wearin'? Is that some sorta... Comic book get-up?" *He says to Zaida*
-
While the monster studied the group carefully she crossed her arms. Remaining silent on top of the Boulder. Her ears flicked, before she turned her attention to the pitbull "I'm afraid not." She scoffed, Her voice slightly muffled under her mask.
-
*Michael looked at Frank*"Can I not get a gun pointed at me every time someone comes from the tear"
-
"I was just in a casino, smokin' cigars 'n' playin' slots in Vegas, excuse me fo' bein' jumpy... Hey speakin' of" *Frank reaches into his coat, pulls out a box of cigars, takes on out and begins smoking it* "Am I safe tah assume this is the Mojave? If so I gotta get my car"
-
Henry lowers his rifle and stays quiet for a moment. He looks at the robot and asks, "What's going on?"
-
After examining everyone, the monster jumped off the small Boulder "Earlier the bot said that there's some tear... Anthros from past or future seem to appear in this era." Zaida plainly said her helmet forming back to an outline on her jaw and the back of her head. "I believe it said there's no way back either. And that's about all I know."
-
"Never seen a creature like you before... What year is it?"
-
"Bloody hell... So what your saying, is that I'm in the future?" He took his helmet off and wiped the sweet from his head. "**censor**, so I'm in the future..."
-
"Mhm, I'm the only one in existence..." She thought for a moment as she looked around the desert. "I have no clue what year we're in. However I come from year, 3062."
-
"3062? Mind tellin' me who won the war?"
-
Nikolai looked at the new stranger: "the USSR did help other nations win, The Nazis and Imperial Japanese lost it."
He sat down and took his vest off, under his breath he said: "I really could use something to drink now"
-
"USSR? Enlighten me"
-
"The USSR or the Union of Soviet Socialist Republics, never heard of it?"
He turned his head towars the stranger, "you've never heard from it? From what year are you then? the 1800s?"
-
"Oh, from where we're from we just call em Russians"
-
"I see..." said Nikolai whilst frowning, "Mr Metal Man, tell us: when can we get out of this desert? It starts to become hot!"
-
"I'm wearin' all black, you think it's hot"
-
Raz listened closely and determined that this wasn't home nor was it his time, but surprisingly, he took it fine and as he looked around, it appeared that he would be happier here... maybe.
When listening and hearing that one if them was complaining about the heat, Raz leaned forward and cast his wing's shadow over the group.
-
"Well that's one solution"
-
"Comrade, where I come from it was -15°C and now I'm walking with those winter clothes in a desert." He started laughing to the mobster, "and then you complain you have it warm?"
"Also, thanks bud" said Nikolai to the dragon where he still kinda freaks out from
-
*Frank takes off the suit top to reveal a sweaty white button up and black suspenders* "I'd offer you a cigar in thanks but I don't suppose you smoke..."
-
"maybe a next time", he takes of his vests that protected him against the cold to show a soaking wet uniform, "as I told you: minor temperature differences" jokes Nikolai
-
"I was talking to the dragon, uh... I don't suppose my hotel room is still... Mine"
-
"I don't suppose anyone who we loved or liked is still alive." said Nikolai with the sudden realisation of what he just said, "Do you think people started looking after us? Trying to find out that we are still alive?"
-
"Heh, I guess I don't owe Sal anymore, I hope he goes insane tryin' tah find me"
-
"Who's sal?", he started staring off in the distance looking at nothing, "you know, I was an officer in the army and imagine people looking for me but not finding me. You know what happens then? You get declared dead, imagine my GF recieving the message I suddenly am dead."
-
"I got no-one to care for so ya' know... I can't put myself in your shoes"
-
"So, what did you do before you were well...trapped just like me here?" asks Nikolai rather interested
-
*Michael sat on the ground*"Y'know guy's, we can't stay In the desert for too long, Counting the fact that we don't have any...Food, Water or shelter"
-
"Right..." said Nikolai on a degenerating tone "got an home to stay then?"
-
"Yes, Yes I do."*He said before getting up*
-
"Sure you do comrade, just like the war was a cold war", he then got up and looked at the person and asked: "to repeat my previous question, what happened to me on 06/10/1986?"
-
"So, you expect me to have a database on every person in the world, especially someone from russia?Here's Fun fact I don't. I barely know who you are and I'd be damned if anyone else did"*He turned towards him*"Now, stop asking a question that nobody knows the answer to"
-
"Then you should stop acting like you know everyhting!" Was Nikolai shouting at the robot. He turned around to look at the endless desert "now there is that house you're talking about?"
-
"When did I ever say that? you asked easy question about HISTORY and I ANSWERED THEM, How am I supposed to know who you are if you didn't do anything Important enough to register A spot in history?"*He said before climbing the hill*"It isn't outside Vegas, which isn't too far away."
-
"I MIGHT HAVE BEEN A SPOT IN HISTORY IF YOU AMERICANS DIDN'T DO THIS!" Nikolai got angrier with the minute, "If I stayed where I was I might have done something important!" He looks like he is boiling "but no, I had to be dragged here whilst everyone at home thinks I'm dead!"
-
Zaida headed towards Vegas. The vexū walked off from the group already growing annoyed, and not wanting to stay under the beating sun. Humming lightly while doing so.
-
Raz growled at Nikolai when he started to yell, and Raz decided to walk off with Zaida, getting up beside her and shielding her from the sun's harsh beams
-
Feeling a sudden shadow cast over her, she looked up at the feral dragon. "Thanks." Zaida said while heading towards Vegas.
-
He saw the 2 walking away and started angry mumbling "damn Americans with their damn ideas and their actions" he grabs his vests and hat and starts walking of towards the other 2
-
*Frank jogs up alongside Michael* "I nevah caught ya' name"
-
"Michael."*He said before looking at frank*"And you?"
-
"Frank" *Frank holds out his hand in greeting* "Nice tah meet you Michael"
-
*His robotic vice grip shook Franks hand*
-
"So how do you... run?"
-
"Although I'm modeled after the normal everyday body, I can't run...Atleast, not fast, Striding Is good enough most of the time"
-
(Fixing my tv, be back in 5)
Post Merge: August 12, 2016, 05:40:50 AM
"Oh ah, no I meant like... how do you work"
-
"Pneumatics and electricity, And some brass, After the world got old world blues atleast, I'm able to weaponize the literal instruments that go with me, Steam, Soundwaves and such"*He tapped his chest before A saxaphone came out, It seemed to be attached to a cord that lead into his chest*"And entertainment, Which is what an old bot like me got repurposed for..."
-
"Oh shit, that's interestin' tah say the least"
-
*He grabbed the saxaphone, wiping some sand and sust off of it*
-
"Heh, mind givin' us a taste of ya' talents?"
-
"Alright"*He said before placing the saxaphone near his his face, a slot flipped open before he started playing, steam coming from his mouth, He seemed to playing slow Jazz, It was pretty good*
-
"Damn, that's pretty good"
-
Meanwhile heading towards Vegas, Zaida kept a straight face and remained silent, as she didn't really enjoy small talk. Her suit kept her a bit cool along with the dragon's right wing. The monster lost in thought, trying to understand the whole situation. 'It'll definitely take a while to get use to...' she thought, although deep down she was a bit anxious about starting over, she was relieved to actually be free from her era. Zaida took a deep breath through her nose then exhaled out her mouth, before feeling a sharp pain in her side making her grunt slightly.
-
Raz looked down at Zaida, noticing that she wasn't talking all that much, so, due to have been originally born into a reputation that labeled him as evil when he was nicer, Raz thought to himself, 'If I'm stuck here, I might as well start fresh... and why not start with this creature. '.
Raz curled his head down to Zaida when she Maine a pained sound, worrying that something was wrong, he rubbed his muzzle again her head to get her attention.
-
Slowly but surely Nikolai started to realize all what happened, 'would they still live?' he thinks to himself. He turns around and shouts to the robot "You got something where I can see the database of the citizens in Russia? I need to search someone."
-
Zaida stumbled lightly from the nuzzle. She turned to faced the dragon, worry in his eyes. "I'm fine... Just a little pain there. A recent injury." The monster reassured.
-
Raz shook his head and lifted her onto his back, and if there was one thing Raz was certain of was that in civilization there were people who knew how to help people, so in a fit of being worried, Raz took off in a trot towards some buildings in the distance, plainly knowing she was in trouble and that there maybe someone there to help.
Raz started his run at a slow pace at first, slow enough for anyone following them to grab onto his tail.
-
Slowly but surely Nikolai started to realize all what happened, 'would they still live?' he thinks to himself. He turns around and shouts to the robot "You got something where I can see the database of the citizens in Russia? I need to search someone."
"Yes! check the library!"*He said*
-
(I would like to join if its possible?)
Name:Sierra Grey
Age: 67 (Appears to be in early 20s)
Species: Fox with full metal Chassis (see extra)
Era of time (Past, Present or Future): Future
Clothing: Black leather jacket, white shirt, black denim jeans, and combat boots.
Extra: Sierra was a hitman in her timeline who was at the top of her class. She was often tasked with killing high priority targets such as rival mob bosses, political officials, high stationed police officers and detectives. While many thought Sierra was cold hearted killer, that couldn't be further from the truth. She felt shame for every person she killed and one point started ignoring orders. Her boss however didn't take to kindly to that and when Sierra least expected it some of her former comrades jumped her and killed her. This was not the end for Sierra though as the mob still had use for skills. They took her body and using highly advanced, highly illegal technology they brought her back in a full metal Chassis. She was the highest grade of cyborg, far more machine than flesh with built in weapons and armor. For the longest time they had Sierra under their control with no free will of her own, until one day she disappeared from her timeline.
When she appeared in the present timeline, the control module that let the mob control her lost connection and she began to think again. Sierra was at first panicked when she saw the drastic changes to her body and had no memory of who she was or how she got here. After a taking a bit to calm down she managed to figure out most of what her cyborg body could do and found some information about herself in her own personal data banks. After that she began to wander, not really knowing where she was going or what she going to do.
-
(I would like to join if its possible?)
Name:Sierra GreyAge: 67 (Appears to be in early 20s)
Species: Fox with full metal Chassis (see extra)
Era of time (Past, Present or Future): Future
Clothing: Black leather jacket, white shirt, black denim jeans, and combat boots.
Extra: Sierra was a hitman in her timeline who was at the top of her class. She was often tasked with killing high priority targets such as rival mob bosses, political officials, high stationed police officers and detectives. While many thought Sierra was cold hearted killer, that couldn't be further from the truth. She felt shame for every person she killed and one point started ignoring orders. Her boss however didn't take to kindly to that and when Sierra least expected it some of her former comrades jumped her and killed her. This was not the end for Sierra though as the mob still had use for skills. They took her body and using highly advanced, highly illegal technology they brought her back in a full metal Chassis. She was the highest grade of cyborg, far more machine than flesh with built in weapons and armor. For the longest time they had Sierra under their control with no free will of her own, until one day she disappeared from her timeline.
When she appeared in the present timeline, the control module that let the mob control her lost connection and she began to think again. Sierra was at first panicked when she saw the drastic changes to her body and had no memory of who she was or how she got here. After a taking a bit to calm down she managed to figure out most of what her cyborg body could do and found some information about herself in her own personal data banks. After that she began to wander, not really knowing where she was going or what she going to do.
Fixed the small text
-
(Sorry i hate when the forum does that. T_T Also can someone give me a brief description of what has happened?)
-
Zaida was a bit surprised, as she now mounted the dragon. As he worriedly rushed towards civilization she sighed. "Dragon, I told you I'm fine." Zaida said in a stern and slightly aggravated voice. "Trust me. It's a small injury, no one needs to help me.." She added as they approached Vegas.
-
Raz slowed the down and stopped to let her off his back, and when she would he'd cast his wing's shadow over her, but by this point, they were not too far from the main road into Vegas, but could be easily seen from any passerby on the road.
When they stopped completely, Raz laid down to let her off, curling his head back to her with a worried look on his face still as a sigh of being sorry.
-
Sierra had been walking down the path to Vegas, not really knowing where it would lead. All she knew is that roads eventually connect to some form of civilization and that was good enough for her. Sierra saw two heat signatures off in the distance and made her way over, trying to be stealthy but failing miserably.
-
*Micheal managed to find the main road, he wasn't too far from vegas*"I'll probably won't see these people again...atleast for some time, It's going to be night pretty soon, though."
-
Nikolai looked at Michael: "I just came from the past half across the globe and now I have to find library?"
He looked at him: "are you absolute insane?"
-
"You asked a question, and I answered it."*He looked back*"Now stop bothering me."
-
Raz perked up and looked over in Sierra's general direction and started to growl
-
"How American and typical of you" Nikolai ran in front of Michael and blocked his way "first playing the hero who saves us and tries to help us but when your help is really needed you walk away, is that your purpose? To ditch us?"
-
"It's fine." she patted the dragons head. Before hearing someone follow she turned her attention to the canine as well, a snarl across her face. Hearing razuel growl she huffed "I don't like many anthros either..." Zaida crossed her arms, ears laid back and tail whipping. "What the hell do you want?" She hissed.
-
Sierra looked suprised at Zaida's aggressiveness.
"I apologize for intruding...but I was wondering where this road leads? You see, I'm fairly lost." Sierra didn't say but she was lost in more ways than one.
-
"How American and typical of you" Nikolai ran in front of Michael and blocked his way "first playing the hero who saves us and tries to help us but when your help is really needed you walk away, is that your purpose? To ditch us?"
"I only help people who don't treat me like dirt when I first meet them, I give you answers and you don't take any time to think them over before resorting to insults, You got off on the wrong hand and It's going to be hard as hell to get on the right one."*He pushed him backwards*"Get. Out. Of. My. Way."
-
"We're all in the same situation." Zaida sighed. "It leads to Vegas." She said plainly. "That's all I know, so far."
-
"Vegas...oh right I have heard of that, I think. Sorry, I don't remember much." Sierra says rubbing the back of her head.
-
Raz continued to growl at Sierra as she approached them, his pupils becoming more narrow, as he didn't trust this girl, and had become a bit protective of Zaida as she was the only one so far he could relate to, but his growling just narrowed to staring and slight grunts if she stepped closer to them
-
"I only help people who don't treat me like dirt when I first meet them, I give you answers and you don't take any time to think them over before resorting to insults, You got off on the wrong hand and It's going to be hard as hell to get on the right one."*He pushed him backwards*"Get. Out. Of. My. Way."
Nikolai didn't let him push away: "oh yeah? You want to fight? Ok, let's go!" he throws his vests on the groun to reveal his shirt and swings a punch towards Michael
-
Sierra looked at the raz and began to scan him to figure out what he was. "That is an awful cute...Dragon you have there?"
-
*Michael takes the punch...counting the fact he's a robot, but it sure as hell left a dent, His vice grip unfolds, turning into a brass fist, which he throws a punch at Nikolai, His voice turned robotic*"Self defense protocol activated."
-
The monster studied the fox, then eventually looked back at razuel. "Shh it's alrighty, calm down. She doesn't seem like a threat... Yet." Zaida said softly while petting razuel.
"On topic, I'm not sure what to do now..." She said looking past the dragon at the city, thinking.
-
Nikolai flies on the ground from the punch of Michael, on the ground he kicks towards the supports of Michae hoping to destablize him: "Go ahead you American, see if you can defeat me"
-
"You will be prosecuted to the fullest extent of the--HUGHN!"*His knee took the hit from Nikolais kick,causing him to stumble backwards*
-
Raz looked down at Zaida and nuzzled her as a truck passed by and yelled something at Raz, he didn't understand it, but knew it wasn't nice and stared at the truck passing by, growling at it, and then returning his attention back to Zaida, nuzzling her again
-
A small memory pops as Zaida says that. It was just a simple quote.
"Just keep pushing forward, even if you can't see the light at the end of the tunnel." Sierra said with a blank expression before snapping out of it.
"...sorry that happens a lot."
-
"Stay focust Comrade", said Nikolai and he jumped up to get rid of the disadvantage, "When are you gonna start fighting?" asks he on an ironic tone
-
*Michael managed to recover before he grabbed a trumpet from his chest*
-
"What are you gonna do Comrade? Call for the cavalry?" said Nikolai on a laughing way before he threw another punch
-
*He ducked under the punch before blasting the trumpet, which shot out steam in his way*
-
"aaaaah!" shouting Nikolai as steam was blasted towards him, "cyka blyat", he mumbles whilst having pain
"Allright, you want to play it like that? Let's play like that." He grabs his gun and fires 2 shots towards Michael his legs whilst his sight is hazed by the steam
-
*Michael quickly grabbed A thick cymbal, managing to block one of the bullets, before the other hit his injured leg*
-
"What are you? A music store?" asks Nikolai whilst walking back to have 2.5 meters between him and Michael 'I'm so done with you' was he thinking.
"ALLRIGHT, ON THE GROUND NOW" Shouts Nikolai whilst pointing the gun at Michael his head ready to shoot and if needed "neutralize" Michael
-
*Michael slowly put his hands behind his head*"Not worth my time"
-
"ON THE GROUND, NOW!" Nikolai keeps shouting at Michael
-
*Michael fell to the ground*
-
"Good", said Nikolai, "you're a good listener." He walks towards his vests and grabs a rag towards Michael. "Still believe we lost the "cold" war? Still think I'm weak? Don't forget so long I'm around the USSR still exists. Now clean yourself up, you can keep the rag; Comrade."
He grabbed his clothes and started walking to see a Michael sitting in the sand
-
*Michael slowly got up, Before falling to his knees, his leg was too damaged for walking on*"I must admit, You can fight."
-
"Thanks" said Nikolai whilst walking away but he turned around again and whilst walking backwards he continued, "I advice you look at that leg of your, Comrade."
-
*He got up, starting to walk with a limp*"I'm glad I don't feel pain...I think"
-
He turned back around and started walking towards the dragon because he spotted there is something interesting going on.
'Finally did it, finally I've beaten an American', he thinks whilst starting to feel proud
-
"Ignore bastards like that." She hissed at the truck driving by, while petting the side of his head. 'Not as bad as it is in 3062...' Zaida thought. "Shall we head into the city now? Although I don't have an idea what we'll do yet, I'm sure we could figure it out."
-
Sierra followed as Zaida and Raz were the first people she had come in contact with in a while.
-
*Frank turns after hearing the gunshots and runs over to Michael and Nikolai* "What the help are yous doin'? stop!" *Frank aims his gun at them*
-
Nikolai sees Frank standing: "we're already done. I just showed your friend there how cold the Cold war reallt was. You could say he felt the heat and a few punches and a bullet Now excuse me but I have a Vegas to go to." He starts walking off again not caring about frank aiming his gun
-
*He looks at frank*"I'm fine, lets get to the city"
-
"Uhh yeah, let's go"
-
Raz walked along with them, keeping his wing over them for shade, keeping a close eye on Zaida in case her condition got worse.
As they walked into Vegas, Raz noticed something, there wasn't any dragons like him, none that were quadrupeds, only two-legged ones... and this made him uneasy, 'What if I'm the last one?', he thought to himself, his uneasyment clearly shown on his face
-
Sierra took in the sights and was a bit overwhelmed. She had been observing Zaida as they walked and wondered what she was. She had never seen a creature like her and her data banks pulled up nothing.
-
(I've been gone for a little bit what did I miss???)
-
(Everyone is heading to Vegas in their own little groups.)
-
(Oh okay, thanks.)
Henry was traveling alone. It seemed that the group had left him, that's okay. He was going to travel to Vegas, he heard some people talking about it so he decided that was his bet to find the group again.
-
((Hey everyone, is it too late to join in? ))
-
(It's never too late to join my RP's Pal! Feel free to join.)
*Michael could see the city, Only one more mile and they'd be there*
-
((Ok i'll post my character sheet and hop in!))
Name: Sir Galahand of Mancana
Race: Stag Beetle
Period of time: Midevil Age
Gender: Male
Clothing/ Armor: [size=78%]
Weapons: A long two handed blade, similar to a claymore. And a small but sturdy round metal sheild with a spike to be used as I weapon.
Other: Is a knight of a lost knidom, which was proudly full of cheer and jolly in his time. And has quite the taste for puzzles, and riddles. But of course, his quest must be completed..once he knows what it was.
((Ok everything ok? :D[/size]
-
(Accepted, Welcome!
-
((Thanks, now i'll wait for the others :D
-
(I don't think I am the only one confused about this but...where do we go from here?)
-
(Just go to vegas and do anything freely at that point....)
-
Nikolai kept on walking and started to enter the city of Las Vegas
"things surely have changed, not always for the positive" he mumbles to himself.
He turns around to see a robot strugling with walking next to a figure he thinks is not completely right
-
Zaida eventually sat down at an alleyway, rubbing her head from the migraine she had. She looked around, obviously annoyed. "Why did it have to be Vegas..." She hissed under her breath.
-
"...it feels like I have done quite a bit in this city." Sierra said looking around.
-
I awoke after a long and restless slumber to only find myself lost and ears filled with dreadful noise as I desperately tried to find anything to block the sound of thunder or screams of monsters while I get up to find myself in a very odd and well built land. But I dont know how I came here or even slept at. I swore it was a tree stump with a nice bed roll. But seeing this must be a test of my powerful Queen. I stand up to walk out of a construction sight and admire everything I had behold. And in my onion shaped armor I stood wielding my sword and shield in awe.. "My.. sweet buck berries...this...this is breath taking..."
-
Raz hid himself in the alleyway, just a bit further in than Zaida was, and he simply watched her, still worried about her. Raz raised his head up to hers and rubbed his muzzle against her head, and then pulling his head away, making a worried sound
-
Sierra looked from Raz to Zaida. "...is there something I'm missing?"
-
She was hunched over allowing her arms to rest on her knees, her right foot shaking allowing her claws to tap against the dirtied and wet asphalt "Just aggravated." Zaida huffed answering both of them.
-
"...well there nothing I can do to help with that...unless you want to talk about it." Sierra suggested.
-
"So uhh, what now Michael? How does society work these days?"
-
"No. I dont want to 'talk' about it with some stranger." She scoffed. "I'm trying to think" There was a long pause before the monster spoke again. "As much as I hate help, we need to find that one robot. He seems to know more about this time... If he doesn't." She took a breath trying to calm down. "If he doesn't, oh well. Right?... Ok, come on, let's go." She said getting up suddenly. Her mask forming over her face, hiding her identity.
-
"Alright...if it helps I do have a multitude of scanners built into me that could help find this "robot"." Sierra says and starts flipping through her different eye functions to see what might help.
-
Zaida didn't say a word only a mumble "..K." remembering where the bot was heading, she then began to walk off in that direction.
-
"Normally, For Society's standards atleast... Vegas Is different in the way that every crime boss has the police up their sleeve, A Cold-blooded murder could happen in broad daylight and The cops would brush it off."*Michael sighed*"I don't like generalization, but It feels like I'm the only straight cop left in Vegas."
-
"I mean more along the lines of... Gettin' a house, gettin' a job that stuff"
-
"Pretty much unchanged, Just apply for a job and do it.."*He looked at frank*"There's not that many single houese, but Motels and Apartments are in abundance"
-
"And the gun laws?" *Frank looks down at his Thomson*
-
Name: Rayleonarde "Ray" Blackburn
Age: 20
Species: Mock Raccoon
Era of Time: Far distant future.
Clothing: Ragged shirt, leather cloak, black combat boots, life-support pack and mask, olive cargo pants.
Extra: Ray was the unfortunate by-product of an experiment done sometime around the year 4030. An attempt at the ultimate spy, Ray was designed to be able to copy the appearance of anyone he came into contact with, and allow him to adjust his body as needed. However, the bio-tech gel that Ray was gained sentience, and became it's own creature. He then escaped the lab he was created in, and wandered the Mojave desert.
-
"Almost non-existant, Free carry as long as you don't shoot anybody"*He put his hands in his trench coat pockets*
-
Nikolai started walking around and saw Michael in the distance 'oh him..." he thought.
He looked around and came to the conclusion not eveything is so futurustic as the thought "Just more crime here" mumbled he on a depressing tone softly
-
Raz walked along behind Zaida, trying not to draw attention to himself, clearly showing a sense of concern and loyalty for a basic complete stranger
-
Name: Shahulla
Age: 12
Species: Lion
Era of time (Past, Present or Future): Ancient Mesopotamia
Clothing: basic Sumerian dress
Extra: Shahulla ran away from home after attempted murder. After waking from a nap, she found herself stepping though the tear.
---
Shahulla gazed around the unfamiliar landscape in bewilderment. Did she sleepwalk here?
Maybe it was for the best. She had no place to go to begin with, and the further from her dreaded home the better.
-
Ray wandered about the desert, his cloak pulled tight around him. He was headed towards civilization, unsure where or when he was.
-
"What's fashion like these days?"
-
As Zaida moved through the crowded city it wasn't long before spotting the robot, along with the pitbull who seemed to stick with him. "There's no need for the scanner. Already found him... Easy to spot." The vexū said before approaching the two.
-
"Well, It has't really changed much from-"*He looks forward, seeing zaida*
-
Ray approached the city, and awkwardly made his way through to the nearest inn/hotel. He appeared as a masked wanderer from the outside, no exposed flesh to speak of. Remove the covers, however, and his translucent visage would most likely turn people away.
-
Zaida had her arms crossed, aggravated. Stopping in front of the canine and robot. "...We need your help." She forced the words out with a hiss to Michael.
-
"Well Hello to you too, Space cowboy"*He said, taking the poison from her words and spitting it back towards her, He pushed his hat up with his vice before saying*"Anyway, what do you need my help with, Alien?"
-
"Monster." She huffed. "Well you seem to know more about this gen. We don't." She gestures to the fox and feral dragon. "Also we need a place to stay... I'm positive no one is going to hand over money or a room for free. It's Vegas."
-
"So.... You expect me to pull money out of thin air and magically have enough to buy three rooms?"*He chuckled before sighing*"The only places I can list right now that are big enough to hold three people without needing money are The Soup kitchen or My House..."*He put his hands in his trench coat pockets*
-
Suddenly, and without warning, shouting arose from the hotel lobby, and Ray stumbled out amid curses from the front desk. The raccoon stared back, confused as to what just happened.
-
"We didn't ask to be here, Alright? Your the one who greeted us. So I assumed you were going to help, or were you hoping to make friends?" She scoffed, her ears began to flick, to the sounds of shouting at a nearby hotel.
-
"Well, both... but counting the fact no-one seems to appreciate it, I don't really care anymore"*He said, he could hear the yells but thought nothing of it*"Honestly, I've had enough pissy-toned people vaguely insult me today."
-
"I haven't insulted anyone. Especially when I first met you, I was respectful and calm unlike everyone else who was bitching and panicking. I grew annoyed and decided to leave." She sighed. Under her mask which hid her snarling face. She took deep breaths before sitting down silently, holding her head between her knees. Zaida just closed her eyes, gritting her teeth in slight pain. It was silent for a few minutes. "I'm sorry I don't know your name Fox, but if you can please talk to them... because...I can't..." She asked the cyborg in a sudden quiet and soft voice, as she had finally calmed down.
(Sorry I edit too much.)
-
*Michael started walking away, He can't wait to get to his house, today was a long and frustrating one*"I forgot I had a bullet In my leg"*He said under his breath*"I'm burning fuel too.."
-
Ray after a few minutes of planning, slipped into an alleyway adjacent to the hotel, crouched low and watched the hotel, the micro-supercomputer that essentially was his brain processing all he observed. After a few moments, he pieced it together, just as one of the residents left, a shining key in her paws. Ray's eyes went blank, as his visual-processor began relaying his directive.
Obtain residential premises
Blend into populace
Execute procurement detail protocol
Ray snapped back into focus, and began to stalk the resident. To the unlearned, Ray was simply going the same way as the female; but to the trained eye it was painfully obvious he meant to either kill or steal from her.
-
The small lion approached the edge of the city and gazed in awe. Never had she seen one so big and look so... weird. Proof that she was far, far from home. She could rest easy for the most part. And so she began exploring the streets.
-
"So where am I left in this situation?"
-
(thanks Zaida for at least moving my character along. I hate when stuff happens while i sleep.)
Sierra seemed more distracted by the yelling. She heard what Zaida said and snapped back into reality.
"Oh sorry uh...ok i guess." She watched as Michael left and her scanners picked up metal in his leg, the size of a bullet.
"Umm...do you need help with that? I have to tools to remove that bullet...it is a bullet right."
-
Raz was surprised at how fast this conversation went that he didn't know what to do, and seeing Zaida sit down on the ground, believing she was in more pain, he lowered his head back down to her and slipped his tongue onto her cheek, retracting it and then nuzzling her some more.
-
The lion caught sight of the oddball group. Her eyes focused in wonder at the feral dragon while approaching them, but as she drew closer, the bizarre traits of the rest of the group grew more apparent and the more confused she became.
-
Zaida pet razuel and sighed softly. She picked her head up and turned to see a lion cub approaching them, obviously confused. "Yes?" She asked the feline.
-
After tailing the woman for a while, Ray made his move. He swiped the key from the woman's pocket, and quickly walked off. He hoped she wouldn't get wise until he could rest, but his calculations returned unfavorable.
Risk too high, abort mission
The translucent raccoon caught up with the woman, and placed the key gently on her shoulder, before retreating. He would've spoken with her, but had no vocal data to use. The raccoon wandered aimlessly, and without caution. He gently bumped into Raz and Zaida, tripping himself up more so than them.
((Sorry for any jankyness this gives off. I'm firstly tired, and secondly on a tablet.))
-
Sierra looked at ray and the lion looked confused. "So many people just bumbing into us." She commented and looked confused as to why the raccoon was translucent.
-
As she watched the lion cub she felt someone bump into her and raz. Zaida quickly turned around to spot the translucent raccoon. 'Two more?' she asked herself, knowing in fact both were new to the era as well.
-
Raz looked back at the person who bumped into him, his eyes glowing a hue of red, and before they could react, Raz wrapped his tail around their waist, threw them forward and pinned them down under his paw, looking down at them with a soft growl, grinning his teeth if they struggled.
-
*Michael finally got to his hotel, He was running on empty at this point, he could feel the steam sputtering from his joints*
-
After wondering the Vegas for an hour. Henry finally found the other group. "Bloody hell... I finally found em'."
He ran towards the group while calling out, "Oi! It's me Henry! The World War One guy!" He waved his arms as he ran towards them.
-
The words the monster spoke were clearly foreign to the lion, but to her surprise she understood it.
"Um... What is this pla--"
Shocked by the dragon's attack toward the strange entity, she backed up behind Zaida.
-
"Oh no..." Sierra sighed and tried to pull the dragon off the raccoon.
-
She ignored the cub hiding behind her "If the dragon doesn't like you. I suggest touching him isn't going to help." Zaida told Sierra, grunting as she got to her feet. The monster turned to razuel. "It's fine, they don't seem to be threats... Just let it go." She told the feral dragon calmly.
-
Henry stopped in his tracks and watched the group walk away, "Damn it!" He yelled, "Either they didn't notice me or I'm being ignored." He pulled a whistle from his pocket that he used to call a charge across No Man's Land. He put hi against his beak and blew into it. A loud whistle could be heard across the street.
"Oi! You bloody yanks! Over ere'!"
-
*Michael heard the whistle*"What the hell is happening?"
-
"Hm?" *Frank grunted as he turned to the source of the noise*
-
*Michael started walking into the hotel*"I'm gonna fix myself up"
-
Sierra backs off the dragon and listens to Zaida. Sierra didn't know but something was forcing her to pretty much submit to anyone who tells her something to do.
-
Ray groaned, or rather made a sound like groaning, and stared at the dragon. The raccoon's face was blank, he had no describable features whatsoever, just a vague shape of a raccoon-like head.
-
Nikolai was tired and decided to sit on a bench
"They are either insane or have no morale" he mumbled to himself when he was looking around "or both."
It was clear that Vegas was the opposite where he came from, but if Nikolai liked it; that was quite the different story
-
Ray tried to slip out of the dragon's grasp, but to no avail. He then tried to plead with the dragon, but only made a few gurgles, burbles, and blips. Ray was mentally kicking himself for not taking the time to learn to speak any language.
-
Raz plainly saw that Ray was struggling, he then lowered his head to less than an inch from Ray's face, growling softly and getting familiar with any smell that was uncommon with them, incase they ran
-
Zaida squat down, facing razuel. "It's fine, it's not a threat. Just let go." She said again.
-
Raz removed his paw from Ray's body, his eye changing to friendly from threatening, but he was still weary of them
-
Sierra comes up to Ray. "If you don't mind me ask, what era are you from exactly? I don't know why but I think you and me might be from the same."
-
"...From the raccoons gurgles from earlier, I don't think it can speak English." She told Sierra.
-
"Give me a second." Sierra said and her arm opened up revealing a key pad. She typed in a code and she immediately start to process the language of the raccoon.
"My apologies it will take a few minutes for me to translate the gurgles to English."
-
Ray gurgled unhappily, and after a few moments, his pre-loaded security systems locked Sierra out.
-
Sierra looked surprised.
"Ok so apparently it has security systems...and I don't remember how to hack."
-
After a few seconds, a message appeared on Sierra's terminal.
Your R-013 Copycat model has malfunctioned, use voice command 'Marianas' to begin diagnostic check.
Ray sat down, his legs crossed in front of each-other, and appeared to fall asleep. He was, however, fully awake and simply doing a preliminary diagnostic check. After a few moments, the raccoon garbled something, and sounded very displeased.
-
"...Marianas?" Sierra said only kind of understanding what that meant but she was right that this thing was from her timeline.
-
Ray's light-purple 'flesh' darkened, and messages began to appear on Sierra's terminal again.
'Marianas' vocal command confirmed, beginning diagnostic.
Visual processes at 100%
Auditory processing at 100%
Touch and Motor functions at 100%
Vocal processor, first pass failed
Vocal processor, second pass failed
Vocal processor, final pass failed
Error: Missing 143 files for 'Vocal Processing'. Damage to vocal hardware has been sustained. Unit is unable to vocalize. Repair crews notified.
[Critical Error: Repair Network unavailable.]
[Error: Unit has no handler. Use voice command 'Bermuda' to gain ownership]
Ray shook his head, and color returned to his 'flesh' as he stood up.
-
Sierra got a slight headache for a moment as she remembers something. She saw a scene of herself being shot by one of these copycat's that had disguised itself as her best friend. After that everthing went. It was obviously not Ray that shot her but the memory still startled her. Sierra recovers and looks at ray for second.
"...I'm sorry. I can fix you but I will need new parts. Anyway, Bermuda."
-
Ray stopped in his tracks, shuddered a moment, and turned. He gurgled something, and Sierra's terminal began displaying messages.
Hello, and welcome to Blackburn Enterprise's Copycat program. Your R-013 model is much more than a killing machine. It can be a butler, a best friend, a lover. It is YOUR new personal robot, and we mean personal.
Please, input desired customization:
Preferred gender:
Preferred color:
Preferred height:
Preferred weight:
Preferred hair length:
Preferred body type:
Preferred personality:
Ray, meanwhile, had turned stark white, and was completely immobile. It seemed gaining ownership set the bot into factory-standard.
-
(I am going to wait for others.)
-
Nikolai stood up and walked towards the library, he could barely read english but he could follow the road sings to it.
He did not like the city, or anything that is connected to it but he will know what happened to his family
-
Raz looked at Sierra and Ray, softly growling as he didn't know what was going on, standing over Zaida, his soulstone hitting against her head, his verbal thoughts being heard on contact inside her mind, "I don't like this... thing... it's doing weird things... must protect new pretty monster friend... from weird thing... um... oh no...", and when he realized what he did, he stepped back and lowered his head down to Zaida's level, rubbing his muzzle against her head, trying to say sorry, but stepped off from above her and just sat beside her, a slight redness forming on his scales just below his eyes.
-
*Michael walked down a alley, he walked past a trash can before a Decrepid robot burst out of said trashcan*
-
Zaida watched the scene go on between Sierra and Ray with a fixed stare and her arms crossed. Deep in thought 'Since that tin-can didn't help, I suppose I could find some house just outside Vegas...'. Before hearing razuel's thoughts she snapped out of it with a blink, quickly turning to the feral who now nuzzled her. "Oh, uh.. thanks I'm flattered... Really." She rubbed the back of her head with a quiet voice, a bit embarrassed. As she never took compliments too well, and grew flustered.
-
Razuel was equally embarrassed and sheepishly looked at Zaida before nuzzling her again, trying to calm her down, pushing her hand gently down and proceeding to nuzzle her.
-
Ray stopped in his tracks, shuddered a moment, and turned. He gurgled something, and Sierra's terminal began displaying messages.
Hello, and welcome to Blackburn Enterprise's Copycat program. Your R-013 model is much more than a killing machine. It can be a butler, a best friend, a lover. It is YOUR new personal robot, and we mean personal.
Please, input desired customization:
Preferred gender:
Preferred color:
Preferred height:
Preferred weight:
Preferred hair length:
Preferred body type:
Preferred personality:
Ray, meanwhile, had turned stark white, and was completely immobile. It seemed gaining ownership set the bot into factory-standard.
Sierra started to input the information.
Preferred gender: Male
Preferred color: Green
Preferred height: 5 ft 8 inches
Preferred weight: (average weight for the height)
Preferred hair length: short
Preferred body type: dexterous, agile
Preferred personality: gentleman.
-
Ray's body shuddered and morphed to fit Sierra's specifications. He looked up, and smiled at Sierra, before bowing deeply.
-
(I tried to make it fit somewhat your description, except for color. Green is Sierra's favorite color.)
Sierra nodded and gave a slight bow back. She turns to Zaida.
"Where should we go now?"
-
She patted razuel. "It's alright." She assured turning over to Sierra and Ray. "It's Vegas so I'm thinking there got to be an abandoned place around. However It'll be just at the perimeter.. So we're going to do that."
-
"Alright, lead the way." Sierra says and turns to Ray.
"It may take some time but when we get to where we are going I will fix your voice module as best i can."
-
Ray nodded, and waited for the group to start moving. Sierra's terminal began spitting out messages.
Your R-013 has completed adapting to your setting, these can be changed at any time.
Repairing your R-013 without the assistance of a certified technician voids your warranty.
-
Sierra roles her eyes about the warranty part. She had a feeling that this wasn't her first time handling tech like this as a few minor memories of her working on robotics came to her.
-
*Frank at this point had left Michael and has explored a little, realizing his money is old and unusable he begins to hunt for a job* (Krayav what jobs exist for Frank? Anything that would suit his... Background?)
-
Raz had gotten a bit bored and started to use his claw to draw things in his surroundings in a stone slab that was beneath him, having drawn a lot of things sloppily but they were very recognizable... but stopped when he heard Zaida mentioning somewhere where they could rest.
-
Looking about Zaida finally started to walk off. "Alright let's go, come on." She gestured to the small group.
-
Raz followed Zaida, walking beside her, still a bit embarrassed about earlier.
-
Sierra followed as well and gestured to the lion and Ray to follow.
-
Ray followed Sierra silently, stumbling over his now-ill fitting clothes.
-
Sierra sighed and picked up Ray, carrying him with little issue.
-
Ray blinked, and looked at Sierra a moment, before hanging his head apologetically.
-
"Don't worry we will find you clothes that fit...it may take a bit though." Sierra said as she walked.
-
Ray nodded in thanks, but still looked upset with himself.
-
(Is this rp alive?)
-
((I sure hope not. I was enjoying this RP.))
-
(I would very much like to continue, it's just the fact that 2/4ths of the RPs are either Inactive or Seem to be ignoring this RP)
-
(I'm waiting for a reply from you Krayav)
-
(I am too...or just from anyone.)
-
The lion kept silent while following the group.
-
*Frank at this point had left Michael and has explored a little, realizing his money is old and unusable he begins to hunt for a job* (Krayav what jobs exist for Frank? Anything that would suit his... Background?)
*Michael walked down the sidewalk... He needed to get to work*
(Gangsters are still around, although he needs to start from rock bottom at this point.)
-
*Frank wanders the streets* "Where can a man find a diner in this place? I wonder if Barb's is still runnin'" *Frank comes to a lifeless halt once he notices his favourite diner is now an apartment complex, Frank sighs as it finally sets in, his whole life is gone* "Maybe..." *Frank looks around curiously* "Eh, there's no way I'll find the others in a place like this... Though that robo-creature lady and that massive dragon stick out like a sore thumb"
-
Ray climbed out of Sierra's arms, and walked beside her. He kept his arms crossed behind his back, and did his best to not trip.