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Post by 𝕊’𝕞𝕠𝕣𝕖 on Dec 26, 2016 14:54:36 GMT -5
🍉OOC 🍉 Nah it doesn't really matter. You could be a rebel, working for the government, a random person, whatever. I'll jump in with someone wherever you are.
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Post by Sour Candy on Dec 26, 2016 15:21:58 GMT -5
(Question: If I join in and make a character, could I have a robot character? OvO It's fine if the answer is no, I just like RPing robots.)
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Post by 𝕊’𝕞𝕠𝕣𝕖 on Dec 26, 2016 15:22:27 GMT -5
🍉OOC 🍉 Hmm...Idk I'm trying to think of if robots would fit in with this.
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Post by Sour Candy on Dec 26, 2016 15:32:11 GMT -5
🍉OOC 🍉 Hmm...Idk I'm trying to think of if robots would fit in with this.
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(Ah, alright. Just wondering)
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Post by 𝕊’𝕞𝕠𝕣𝕖 on Dec 26, 2016 15:40:22 GMT -5
🍉OOC 🍉 I'd say it's possible for robots, though not many and they would likely be with the government.
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Post by Sour Candy on Dec 26, 2016 15:43:10 GMT -5
(Alright, I can work with that )
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Post by 𝕊’𝕞𝕠𝕣𝕖 on Dec 26, 2016 15:53:49 GMT -5
🍉OOC 🍉 Awesome! Happy ta have ya!
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Post by Sour Candy on Dec 26, 2016 16:00:27 GMT -5
(So...where should I jump in?)
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Post by BB-8 on Dec 26, 2016 16:02:46 GMT -5
Marlow had done her best to keep quiet while the youngest brother barked at Jules. It was difficult, to say the least, for this particularly outspoken gal. She paced along the small cell they had crammed the group together in, a hand placed over the holster by her side. She felt empty without her guns by her sides. She was, after all, known for being a sort modern day "gun slinger." She was fervently muttering under her breath, cursing the brothers and their unsightly appearances, cursing the rest of the rebels for being such dunces and allowing themselves to get caught. "And now we're all gonna die because I decided to associate myself with a bunch of idiots!! Thanks a lot world, I really love it when you prove me right!"
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Post by 𝕊’𝕞𝕠𝕣𝕖 on Dec 26, 2016 16:10:12 GMT -5
🍉OOC 🍉 Well, I've got Niko out hunting rebels, Ty could be anywhere, Norman is gonna go visit the other rebel prisoners, and I can make new characters if needed, so wherever you want.
🍉IC🍉 "Hmm, yes...I can't say you chose a very smart group of friends," Norman agreed, as he had recently entered the hallway by the cells and had taken to leaning against the wa in the corner. Now while Kai was having fun with the first rebel, Norman had gone back to check on the others, mostly because he figured it would be a good idea to see if the other rebels were more easily breakable. The short redhead pushed himself off the wall and started to the cell, peering inside with a small smirk. "Though, considering you're with them...I wouldn't consider you all that intelligent either."
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Post by CreamCrow on Dec 26, 2016 16:20:54 GMT -5
OoC :: Heyo, on again. Sorry for poofing so long.
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Post by 𝕊’𝕞𝕠𝕣𝕖 on Dec 26, 2016 16:26:14 GMT -5
🍉OOC 🍉 It's all good, want me to get that starter up?
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Post by Sour Candy on Dec 26, 2016 16:32:48 GMT -5
Mach stood guard in front of some captured rebels. His head swiveled back and forth, keeping a careful eye on them. His metal hands opened and closed with impatience. He was restless; he wanted something to do. Eventually he started to pace back and forth across the room, making sure to keep watching the rebels.
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Post by 𝕊’𝕞𝕠𝕣𝕖 on Dec 26, 2016 16:45:32 GMT -5
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🍉IC🍉 Norman sighed as he heard the robot clunking around and turned to look at him. "Mach, how about you go and...find Ty, I'll handle the rebels for now," he said, glancing back towards said rebels, it would need be said that he could handle interrogation by himself, and besides-robots annoyed him, they were nothing compared to raw talent or the human brain.
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Post by CreamCrow on Dec 26, 2016 16:55:34 GMT -5
OoC :: Ay, yes please.
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Post by 𝕊’𝕞𝕠𝕣𝕖 on Dec 26, 2016 17:05:32 GMT -5
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🍉IC🍉 Nikolas crouched down, watching the small group talk before splitting up, all rebels-Nikolas could tell, it was his job to know and he had been following this group for a few days in hopes of tracking them down to their base. However he had recently gotten news that he was needed back home, and so it was time to wrap this up, kill or capture the rebels. He breathed through his mask, reaching down for his gun before pausing, shaking his head and picking up the giant, metal bat that was covered in nails. He looked over to his small unit and gave a small nod to them to single it was time to attack, and instantly they spread out to surround the small group of rebels and the heavily scarred brother tightened his grip on his weapon, waiting for the others in his unit to attack first and distract before he would enter the battlefield.
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Post by BB-8 on Dec 26, 2016 17:11:45 GMT -5
Marlow paused, spinning around and gripping the bars. She tilted her head, staring at Norman through piercing, indescribably disturbing eyes. It was an uncanny valley deal, her eyes obviously augmented. She proceeded to bare stained, metallic teeth towards the boy. "How about you take a step closer and I'll whisper all my worldly intelligence straight into your esophagus." With a huff, she pushed off the bars. If a person could visibly produce steam from anger, Marlow was definitely steaming. "I'm not friends with them. I'm here because they're paying me, and a girl's gotta eat. So shut the hell up, thinking you know everything."
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Post by Sour Candy on Dec 26, 2016 17:15:26 GMT -5
Mach stopped pacing. "Yes, sir," He said in response. He then walked out of the room in search of Ty. While he walked, he preformed a full system check to make sure he was running at top efficiency. His power core and gyroscopes seemed to be stable. Hydraulic systems and scanners seemed to be running good as well. Mach stopped in front of a door and took a look inside. "Ty? Are you here?"
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Post by 𝕊’𝕞𝕠𝕣𝕖 on Dec 26, 2016 17:18:21 GMT -5
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🍉IC🍉 The girl had spoken again and Norman dismissed the robot to focus on her. "Yet...you could have been much better off if you simply chose to work for us. As much food as you want, a nice salary...and of course, you wouldn't get captured by us either. Sadly you chose to be an idiot instead," he told her with a shake of his head, fluffy curls bouncing as he did so. "What's your name, rebel?" He questioned, looking back up at her.
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Post by 𝕊’𝕞𝕠𝕣𝕖 on Dec 26, 2016 17:23:30 GMT -5
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🍉IC🍉 Ty had been in his room at the time and heard a voice, he hopped off his bed and started to the open door. "Hey there robo boy, am I needed for something?" He asked with a smirk as he ran his hand through his fluffy black hair. He probably had the easiest jobs out of the brothers and yet he still enjoyed it quite a lot. After all, he couldn't say he didn't enjoy being the face of all this. He spoke to the public and people recognized him the most, it was awesome.
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Post by Sour Candy on Dec 26, 2016 17:40:32 GMT -5
Mach shrugged his mechanical shoulders. "Not to my knowledge. Norman just got sick of me and told me to find you." The bright LEDs of his optical sensors glowed a sky blue. "Is there anything you need done? I've been looking for something to do."
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Post by CreamCrow on Dec 26, 2016 17:42:27 GMT -5
Merci was fiddling with her hands in complete nervousness. She stumbled across this smgroup on a mission after running for her life. She hadn't wanted to and she felt very guilty for doing so. Really, Merci could only hope that they managed to get out safe. The others had let her remain in slight solitude to calm down from it as the finished preparing for the next stage of their mission, to find one of the brother's and kill them. Any one of them that they could find first.
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Post by 𝕊’𝕞𝕠𝕣𝕖 on Dec 26, 2016 17:43:53 GMT -5
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🍉IC🍉 Sounded like Norman. "Hmm, well how about we go into the city? The heart of the city where all the casinos are! I haven't gambled in so long, it'll be fun, so-what d'ya say Robo? Wanna tag along, since neither of us have anything to do?" Ty asked with a smirk as he let himself out of the room. The outskirts of the city were messed up, as were the badlands beyond it, but the heart of the city was nice.
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Post by 𝕊’𝕞𝕠𝕣𝕖 on Dec 26, 2016 17:51:47 GMT -5
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🍉IC🍉 After the signal was given, his unit attacked, guns, blasters blazing, whatever else and that's when Nikolas chose to make his entrance, he flipped the bat briefly before he started to the first rebel he could find and whacked them with it, making the poor guy fall over, bleeding from his face. By now all the rebels there would know that they were under attack and now things really were put into action. Nikolas didn't plan on letting any of them live.
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Post by Sour Candy on Dec 26, 2016 17:53:55 GMT -5
"Casinos, huh?" Mach asked in curiosity. "Sounds great to me, sir. I've always wanted to try gambling." He began to follow Ty out of the room. He was actually quite excited, as he's never actually gone into a casino before. He just hoped that they allowed robots to gamble.
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Post by BB-8 on Dec 26, 2016 17:53:59 GMT -5
Marlow gave him a sarcastic grin. "Well holly gee wiz sir, you think I could take you up on that offer?" Her face then fell, voice returning to its guttural tone. "Unfortunately, I'm a wanted criminal. Employment with a prestigious government isn't exactly an option. I tried once, you know. Through one of your various, back alley kind of ways. Except, hah! They tried to kill me!" She glared at Norman, muscled arms crossed over her chest. She was a stocky woman. Short, with a wild, animalistic appearance. "My name? Why do you even care? Psychological tricks? Oh boy, fun, how inventive."
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Post by 𝕊’𝕞𝕠𝕣𝕖 on Dec 26, 2016 18:01:25 GMT -5
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🍉IC🍉 "Gambling is fun, especially when you aren't allowed to loose," Ty explained with a grin, starting to the elevator that lead down from the housing levels and to the lobby. "I can't loose-not that I do anyways," he added with a shrug. "Not very often anyways, but when I do, I don't, it's a sweet deal," he said, pressing down on the button in the elevator as he took to leaning against the handrail in the elevator.
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Norman gave her an unamused look. "No, I just like knowing the names of the people who foolishly chose to rebel," he explained with a small shrug. "It's not required, however it is preferred that you just tell me your name now, but again, I don't mind if you don't, it won't matter once you die anyways," Norman told her, moving to look at the others in the cell. "Of course we plan on interrogating every single one of you. My brother will have his go first, and whoever doesn't answer to him, will answer to me. Then if we don't find you useful, or you refuse to answer our questions, you will be executed-or if Kai gets his way, dissected alive until you can't take it anymore and die on your own," he said, talking to all of them. "Unless anyone would prefer to just answer some questions now and skip the whole procedure of course..."
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Post by BB-8 on Dec 26, 2016 18:41:34 GMT -5
Marlow grimaced at the sound of that. She sat down against a wall, brow knit together with frustration as she glared towards the wall. She wasn't going to give him her name, she saw no point to it. "I won't make a peep until I hear a job offer," she muttered jokingly, with a certain cynical tone. She wasn't serious, of course, but at the same time, she had no strong ties to the rebellion. She didn't care about their cause, not particularly, and didn't really have any friends. Her previous words weren't a lie- she was doing solely for the money, to survive.
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Post by 𝕊’𝕞𝕠𝕣𝕖 on Dec 26, 2016 18:57:01 GMT -5
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🍉IC🍉 The scrawny, freckled, teenager glanced over at the girl from the corner of his eyes, a smirk beginng at the corner of his lips. "If you're useful, I'm sure that can be arranged. You aren't loyal to the rebellion, you...hmm, I wouldn't be surprised if you're only loyal to yourself. Whatever helps you, is what you are going to do," Norman analyzed, swerving to face her, hands clasped behind his back. "People like you make for interesting allies and formidable foes," he told her, choosing to focus on her since none of the others were talking.
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Post by Sour Candy on Dec 26, 2016 19:53:45 GMT -5
Mach stepped into the elevator and looked at Ty. "I don't imagine gambling would be too difficult for me." He clunked his metal fist against his head. "Advanced processors kind of give me an edge to calculating odds." Mach leaned on the handrail opposite to Ty, wondering how much he could win in the casino.
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