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Posted: Thu Nov 26, 2009 8:07 pm
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Posted: Thu Nov 26, 2009 8:37 pm
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Posted: Thu Nov 26, 2009 8:43 pm
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Posted: Thu Nov 26, 2009 8:44 pm
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Posted: Fri Nov 27, 2009 3:18 pm
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Posted: Sat Nov 28, 2009 1:25 am
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Posted: Mon Dec 07, 2009 9:21 am
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Posted: Fri Dec 11, 2009 10:55 am
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Posted: Fri Dec 11, 2009 11:16 am
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Posted: Sat Dec 12, 2009 1:26 pm
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Posted: Sat Dec 12, 2009 11:01 pm
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Posted: Sun Dec 20, 2009 5:52 am
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"That'll Be 64 Credits."
Suddenly, a burst of smoke erupted from the ground, with an ominous figure concealed behind it.
" MUHUHUHUHUH!! COME ON THEN, ZERO...LETS SEE WHAT YOU CAN DO! "
The looming figure bounded out of the smoke and landed with a huge thud near Zero, who was crouching behind his stand with a Gauss Shotgun in one hand and a burning flame sword in the other. Then, Zero frontflipped out from behind his stand, leapt on to Big 3 and held onto his mech suit's back and blasted the Gauss Shotgun into the back of the mech suit's head.
"HA! TRY HAR-GUFFAGH! "
Big Zero charged into Big 3's mech suit with his roller skates blazing with sparks before picking the mech suit up by its head and smashing it into the ground. Zero leapt off just in time and stabbed his Flame Sword into the suit's head.
" IM GLAD I DIDN'T PUT THE COCKPIT THERE... "
Big 3 climbed out of the suits cockpit, revealing his true appearance. He was still overwhelmingly large, looking like a heavily muscled man. Then, Number 2 climbed out of the cockpit, pulled out her dart rifle and shot a sleeping dart at Zero.
((To Data Towers))
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Posted: Sat May 22, 2010 2:22 pm
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((To those who own and/or run this RP: This is my first post, so lemme know if anything needs editing or deleting. I'm still quite confused about this guild. sweatdrop ))
It all happened in a flash, as reality melded into fiction, then once more real. Familiar territory faded to darkness from all sides, and danced along the tunnel in plumes of technicolored light. The warmth subsided from the angel's limbs, soon replaced by an ice-cold fluid pumping so vehemently through his veins. He remained conscious, yet no part of this descent maintained any sense of reality. The dark walls shifted to transparency, briefly revealing the stars and foreign planets beyond. Then, everything stopped. The angel and the robot began to fall.
People within the endless city below could see as something dropped out of orbit, entering the stratosphere rapidly. A long rift in the sky slowly closed behind it, recovering the normality of a nighttime sky. A trail of blue-tinted light streaked across the sky, following and surrounding the object until the very moment of impact. A loud crash! erupted throughout the city, as it landed right smack-dab in the center of the Mecha Main Street.
Tendrils of smoke arose from the deep crater, thin wisps of blue energy still crackled in the air around it. Time stood still, shrouded in the suddenness and mystery of such an occurrence. And then, something stirred from within.
Ami pulled herself out of the deep pit, barely damaged at all, albeit a little dirty from the dust. Her small figure rose to street-level, with graceful, inhuman movements. Her eyes glowed blue in the darkness, the metallic "skin" framing them reflected the streetlight. Someone was draped limply over the robot's shoulder.
The android took another few effortless steps forward, away from the crater that she had created. Once far enough from the risk zone, she knelt down on the pavement, and set down the man she had been carrying. He was currently unconscious, and had suffered some injuries to the head and back. Unusually dark blood trickled down his pale face. Ami uttered something quick in a foreign language, then moved with frantic hands as she tried to stop her creator's bleeding. She completely ignored the crowd growing around them, as nothing else mattered more at the time being than Will's survival.
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Posted: Sat May 22, 2010 5:28 pm
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((I don't run this area. I think the guy that dose is RPing... Somewhere.))
((Don't worry, this is the city of everything... No such thing as to much here. As well I to am a bit confused myself... And I joined a month ago... Or week ago, I forget.))
Merit stood next to his piece of armor shouting. It appeared that no one really wanted a full on combat suit. Who would have thought Merit thought to himself. A sound came from afar. It sounded like someone fired off a missile. Random misfires and explosions tended to occurred on Mecha Main Street. Merit was not all to concerned. The chances that a random missile would hit his shop was extremely unlikely, even if he was located out in the middle of Macha Main Street.
An explosion occurred in front of Merit's shop. The force of it threw Merit back into his shop. He few against a wall, his armor fallowed him. It missed him on account that Merit was not made out of steel. Unlike his armor that just crashed through the wall he few against. He picked himself himself up looking at the wall he would have to replace. The condition of the armor was not on Merit's mind. Chances are that is was just fine. He looked back over to the street. There were no flames at the time of the explosion. "Somebodies mech must have malfunctioned. I wonder if there ok?" He said to himself.
Merit headed to the creator. There was nothing in it but, a crowd was gathering around something next to it. He pushed threw them, something that was much easier in his youth. Merit saw a man laying down with a women siting over the man. It was quite obvious that the women was some kind of machine. Others in the crowd could tell as well. You don't get in the mech business if you can't tell the difference between humans and machines.
Merit stepped out of the crowd and went over to them. He knelled down by the man's hand and said. "We have to get him to a hospital." The man had some bad injuries, something an old mechanic would not be able to handle.
((Ya, sorry but I can only repair vehicles, heal robots, and/or robotic body parts. We will have to go to New Hope Hospital, I'm pretty sure there is a person in charge of running the area. If not... We shale spawn a random NPC and call him/her Doctor Don't))
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