Mecha Main Street ~The RP~

[The Mage of Space]

Brett walked into Mecha Main from the direction of the Casino. He found his suprisingly intact shop fairly quickly. "Wow. My shop wasn't damaged that bad. Except for that door that's normal sized, but I can just use the big doors." He walked inside via a back door and managed to find his sword among the rubble. "Amazing how it's not broken." Brett sat down on a crate and activated his newly installed Comm device. "Let's see...Microsoft Word, MS Paint, Byako Tetris, blah, crap, spam filters, anti spyware...Ah! There it is! B-Mail*!" Brett opened said program and began composing a message to A.N.Sem. He sent it roughly 30 seconds later.

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Subj: Space
Can you get into space?

 

[The Mage of Space]

Brett sighed as a signal from Wave came telling him to get back to Gunlock. "Ah, well." He opened up the back door of his hangar, jumped onto his hoverboard, and flew off back to Gunlock Academy. [To Gunlock (Full cycle)]  

[ACGunsmoke]

"I guess I can be apart from her for a while, at least the tiny twins are still workin', I'd be dead had these suckers broken down too."

Trigger turned in the opposite direction.

"Are we forgetting anything Felix?"
"Not that I know of May"  

[ZombieJeff]

In all reality, its wasn't that long a time until the gunsmith was done. He came back, with a spring in his step as he set the gun down carefully on the counter.

"Alright, she's done. CLeaned her and everything to. Want to go out back and try her out?" he said, gesturing towards a back door.

Babbit, meanwhile, was still rummaging around to find some clothes.  

[Rowen McNeill]

Haru took in his new surroundings, slightly overwealmed and confused by the hustle and bustle around him. "Whoa... Ugh." He grunted in frustration as various people bumped into him- he was very fond of his personal space.

"Lets hurry up and find your bots, ok? This place is... really crowded..."  

[justice_prime]

"Free oil change!" Bots lept out from buildings and behind dumpsters, getting into position. Now Justice has a small parade following him.  

[Rowen McNeill]

Haru blinked at justice and his entorage of bots. "How many of those things are there?!"

He wasn't really tech savy to begin with, and the possibility of all these little electronic buggers poking around (and quie possibly causing trouble) bothered him ever so slightly.  

[justice_prime]

"Enough to help!" He smiled. "Now, four of you stay behind and produce more bots. Justice wiggled his tail. "I think we should set up a home base. or... do we already have one?" He looked about.  

[Rowen McNeill]

"They... Reproduce?!" Haru's expression define shock, sliding towards something closely related to 'what the ********?!'. When he realized Justice was speaking to him again, the teen shrugged. "I wouldn't know. I'm new here." At least he remembered that he had 'sold his soul'... At least things seemed to be better then his last job. He certainly has more freedom here.  

[justice_prime]

"No... mew. They produce." Two of the bots had gathered bunches of parts, melting them down and changing them into new parts for the new bots. The other two assembled these parts together.  

[Rowen McNeill]

"Oh." Haru watched the bots, calming down a bit. That made significantly more sence. "Ok."  

[justice_prime]

The bots scanned. "Hmmm.... they say someone named Earl is already here. Yet I see no earl." HE blinkity blinked a few times.  

[Rowen McNeill]

"Earl?" Haru looked around at the signs on the buildings, streets, and what few name tags he saw. His english (writing) wasn't the best, but he figured he'd beable to sound it out. "Wierd name."  

[justice_prime]

One of the bots that had been feeding him this info via mind band suddenly sparked, and a bit of smoke plumed from it's head. It then spoke. "Auto correcting." Justice blinked. "Ohhh... it's a fellow named Erk who is here I do believe. My intelligence was corrupted a bit." He ordered the other bots to fix the problem mentally, and looked up to rowen. "Shall we go look?"  

[Rowen McNeill]

"Erk." Haru just looked at the cat-person, apparently this name made even less sence to him. "Uh, ok..."

Of course, this was Haru, not Rowen (significant age/height differences, and all) but since Justice hadn't addressed him either way, the boy didn't notice the mistake.