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FIONA PrologueOnce upon a time, in some kind of secret laboratory...Yeah, okay, not "Once upon a time" it was really only a couple of months ago. And the "secret laboratory" is pretty much my dad's basement, although it is still a lab. Some people call me "the Fully Independent Operating Networked Automaton." If you don't speak science, call me Fiona. I'm a robot that my dad, Alexander Froyde, built. My main "mission" right now is to see if I can easily blend into a setting filled with normal humans.
Basically, that means I'm going to high school. I start tomorrow, and I'm kind of nervous. It's not that it's particularly hard to blend in; I look like a normal seventeen year old girl, aside from my purple hair. I understand some human girls dye their hair in their high school years, so that's not a huge problem. The major issue I have is that finding my social niche could prove difficult, as I more or less know only the academics required, advanced electronic design, and a few languages. I'm all brai
Silence Breakers Ch3Forest of Confusion, September 30, 9042
"Xygro, this is the fifth time I've seen that rock." StarsCorona, known as Lilly in the real world, complained. She and her sister had been running around the forest for about an hour, with no exit in sight.
"Stars, it's called the 'Forest of Confusion' for a reason." Xygro shot back, "You're the one who wanted to come here in the first place. Because of some kinda jewel, I think?"
Stars stopped and flipped Xygro a sarcastic look. Xygro looked back, "Oh, I know. The jewel is for your hypno wand. I'm just as tired as you." Shouldn't she be leading this trip, anyway? "Did you forget where it was, or something?" Stars turned her head away, and mumbled something. "Can't hear you, Stars."
" Yes " Stars folded her arms across her chest, "I had a map, but I dropped it back in the town square. My belt pouch was full."
Xygro laughed, "Stars, just have PwNeD make your belt pouch bigger. He has that portal-maker spell for the
Silence Breakers Ch2Silence Breakers' HQ Entrance, September 23, 9042
PwNeD stepped up to the door. "Alright...What was our password, again?" He turned on the password keypad. "Let's see...one, one, one, uh...one!" A large red "X" appeared over the keypad. "Yeah, okay. I'll admit that was stupid. Maybe it was openthefreakindoor?" The keypad flashed red. "Okay, then. Anybody out there know the password?"
"I CANNOT COMPLY WITH THIS INFORMATION REQUEST." A metallic voice sounded from nearby.
PwNeD spun around, raising his fists. "Who said that?!"
"I CANNOT SUPPLY THIS INFORMATION AT THIS TIME."
The clang of a person in armor stepping forward could be heard, but in the cave, PwNeD couldn't tell where it was coming from.
"CHILDISH METHODS OF LOCATING ME WILL NOT PROVE EFFECTIVE."
"You couldn't just humor me? Oh well, I'll take you down and figure out who you are anyway."
PwNeD raised his arms and swung them sideways. A quick flash of light came from his body. When the flash subsided, PwNeD had his bat
Silence Breakers Ch1Ω Arena, September 23, 9042
The school was silent. Classes had let out two hours prior, and the last of the clubs had finally ended. The Silence Breakers stood in the common area of STL High, the real-world site of the Ω Arena, waiting for their opponents to arrive. Earlier in the day, a pair of players from the school had been attacking the inactive characters of students in the middle of classes. This was against one of the strongest laws that the Silence Breakers had written. If the two offenders lost in this match, their VR Immersers would be essentially recoded into calculators. Even if they won, they would be suspended from gameplay for six weeks. Either way, two rogue players would be gone for a while.
As they finally approached, Tyler spoke to them. "You guys have been jumping people while their characters are asleep, huh? That's breakin' a big rule, there. Oh well, your funeral. This battle will be between you two, and the team of Xygro and Clas of Haxzors." Madelein
Oscar's IntroOscar typed in the code to open his storage room. As he lifted open the door, he could see parts of his interworld communication device strewn about the floor. By the end of the day today, it would all be put together. He just had to connect a camera to the center piece and it would be ready to put together. Even if this thing turned out to be totally useless, it was still fun to put together.
After a few hours of completing and testing all the circuits, the machine was ready to test. He plugged in the main body and hit the power switch. The machine came to life! Several different pointless lights and buzzers started going off while the main features; the speakers, microphone, projector, and camera; slowly started lighting up.
"Alright, time to test it out." Oscar announced to nobody in particular. He walked up to the camera and "control panel" (A few switches and knobs he had put together to control the volume, frequency and visuals) and turned on the microphone.
"Can anyone hear me?
Mission 5-Org-SaturnineThe Matrix was always a fun world to visit. There were only a few people who actually posed a threat, and if he was attacked, Relyxt could always run back to the castle until he figured out any potential weaknesses. In fact, he only had one experience in which he was highly threatened.
It was just another day in the Matrix. Relyxt was running around, causing a little havoc among the human residents of the world. The Agents, who appeared to run the world from behind the scenes, appeared whenever he did this. They were strong, which was why Relyxt usually ran from any conflict with them. If he could just figure out why they could do what they could They didn't look any different from the average human, aside from their somewhat fancier clothes.
"Causing more trouble, I see."
" Hello, Agent." (Time to run!)
Relyxt hauled it down the street until he reached a small alley where he could probably get away quickly. He made the gesture to summon a Corridor of Darkness at the entranc
Prologue-Vitual RealityNews Report: Channel 1, August 30: Year 9043
"Hello, and thank you for tuning in to News 27. My name is John Joebertson, and I'm filling in for your normal technology newscaster Sam Liebman, who is sick with swinebirdburgerkingfludiseaseoforangitis. Being as he will be out for a few weeks, we will be having me and a few others covering the news. The story tonight involves those devices that you have probably seen your teenage children wearing, called the VR Immerser. If you have no idea what this is, it looks like a thick pair of sunglasses with an antenna coming out around the ears. More often than not, it is also accompanied by a small touch-screen device worn like a watch. These devices are used to connect to a game known as NetWorld, which is very popular based on the numbers of units that have been sold around the world. There is no main goal in NetWorld, but missions are sent to the players at the beginning of each week to be completed. If missions are not what the player
Relyxt Bio Org-SaturnineName: Relyxt
POE: The Distorted Signal
Found in: Hollow Bastion Floor
Born in: Hollow Bastion
Weight: 190 lbs
Brief Bio: Originally a real world tech for Space Paranoids (the only one with a KeyBlade), a Heartless attack on the
factory's generators during a maintenance period would lead to his heart loss at the hands of a sneaky NeoShadow. Normally
absorbed in projects of his own design,he can usually be seen spacing out if he's walking around the castle. Despite his quiet
behavior, he opens up once you hang around with him for a while.
Battle style: Usually tries to keep enemies at long range using his element, but he can create a knife using his weapon as a
base for an Interference blade to fend off those that get too close
Limit Break (Not suicidal, but dangerous): Screech Burst: An unstable field of Interference is created around Relyxt,
exploding and dissippating at the same time, causing heavy dam
Relyxt Physical Desc.Hair Colorurple, medium length
Hairstyleedhead, usually covers at least one eye partially
Skin:Caucasian, medium grade tan
Long-limbed, no noticeable musculature
Clothes: Normal Organization cloak, storage pouch attached to belt, pouch
flap and belt buckle have the Organization's symbol on them
Outgrowing the Convention
It was a fairly busy afternoon at the Westin hotel. Hundreds upon thousands of people had turned up for this year’s Anthrocon, and as a result, there were little to no rooms to spare for people who weren’t part of the event. Thankfully for two of the people involved, they had a room sorted.
Phil and his friend Dave had spent most of the morning checking out some of the artist events and other events at the convention, deciding to take a break for lunch. The two of them had met through the website Furaffinity, under the names of HG3300 and Rooth, and had struck up a friendship fairly quickly. It was due to this that they were able to arrange travel plans to the convention, as well as being able to share a room together.
“Well, so far so good!” Phil said as he sat down in the hotel lobby, looking over some of the things he had bought so far. “I haven’t even made a large enough dent in my wallet yet, how about you?”
“I’d say I&
Umbreon uses GulpTo everyone in the Johto region, and all regions beyond, Pokemon were everything to everyone. Capturing and training Pokemon were fun activities to everyone. What everyone enjoyed even more than catching wild Pokemon was using them to battle each other. But none of this was the case for a twelve-year-old boy named Noah. He was always afraid of Pokemon ever since he was three. His parents and older siblings loved them either way. His fear began when his father's Feraligator tried to help him get out of a tree, but accidentally swallowed him whole. He was traumatized by the event and even though he was assured it was an accident, he was still eaten by Pokemon as he grew up. His brother's Muk ate him up at his fifth birthday party, and his sister fed him to both her Arbok, and her Dragonair when he annoyed her. The straw that broke the Camerupt's back was of course when a Victreebel made him its prey when he went to visit his uncle. These experiences being eaten by Pokemon caused him to f
Gift for YOUNGFAN196752: Harsh LessonsJason Todd, the Red Hood shoved the two figures into the empty room. One was a young man, the other a little boy; they were both bound and had bags over their heads. He shoved the young man first. The young man was obviously of some means; his suit, stained and torn in a fight, was well made. The little boy whimpered as Red Hood shoved him into a corner. Red Hood then removed the hoods.
"Hello, Kane brothers, missed me?" said Red Hood. He kept his helmet on.
"You sonofa--" said Dr. Joseph Kane.
"Now now, not in front of your little bro! I see you're recovering nicely."
"No thanks to you!" Almost a year ago, Jason had nearly killed Joseph. Joseph had been making a remarkable recovery; Jason had left him crippled and nearly dead. Jason was surprised that Joseph was even capable of walking; then again, he broke Joseph's cane when he captured him.
A soft whimpering was heard from young Sam Kane, "Batman will save us, Batman will save us."
Jason turned to Sam. "Batman will save you? You sho
Town of FulfillmentBetty was driving through the highway and was entering a small town in the country, called Hidsire. She was going to visit her friend Betsy, who were both friends since high school, and became roommates in college. But after college they went their separate ways.
“Why would Betsy move to a town like this,” Betty said to herself.
Betty was a photographer for a fashion company. She was a 120 lb 28 year-old, brown hair, and had the body of a model. However, Betty’s plans were shattered, when many model agencies rejected her. The only job she could get was a photographer job. When Betty was driving through the town, she noticed that many of the women were overweight. They were above 200 lbs and some were being feed by men, who were enjoying this.
“What is wrong with these people?” she said as she stopped her red car in front of a house. Betty went up to the door and rang the door bell. “Betsy would never move here.”
When the door opened a blo
Post MortemThough it had been derelict nearly one hundred years and the man inside was a long-frozen corpse, the life pod that drifted into the scanning radius of salvage ship Belfor still beeped its distress signal. Like a weak old man who had fallen and couldn't get up, quietly begging for someone to come in through the door, the pod had plead uselessly. Aboard the salvage vessel, a four-hundred-foot sleek cylinder with angel wings and orange paint, skipper Zhon Eltek decided the pod was worth boarding.
It had been a slow six months for him and his crew of five--his wife Klato, son Rha, brother Utin, his wife Belat, and their son Roga. They had managed to cover their expenses by hauling an ex-navy minesweeper out of an old battlefield for the commonwealth, and for a time had ferried iridium between the Oort Cloud and Proxima Centauri. But barely breaking even was not enough; Zhon was going to perform the EVA himself and see if there was anything worth taking.
On the command deck the crew
Burdens of the PastBurdens of the past
Play song #1
The sound of tires tearing through the earth rang out through the trees as the engine of the warthog roared, the ever quiet forest disrupted by the sounds of a machine being pushed to it’s limits. The large dirt path that carved through the trees curved and twisted making it almost impossible for anyone to see ahead of them for more than a couple hundred yards or so. The man behind the wheel didn’t seem to mind, almost careening into trees every time he made a turn, no... Only one thing was on his mind. Finding who had sent an ODST kill team after him....
Ghost checked his tac pad which he had now wired as a make shift GPS to track the ones he had been following as he slammed the pedal of the warthog to the floor sending it forward as fast as it would go. He knew they were holed up in the ONI HQ a few hundred clicks North of his position, he wanted to get there before t
PTPPE: Holiday Gifts I*Holiday Gifts I*
I thought it would be a nice idea for all of us to go out and buy eachother something for the holidays. We all went to separate stores on separate sides of town; Spike went to the bad side of town, Wesley went Downtown, Emily went Uptown, and I went to Chinatown. Why Chinatown? Because of all the cool stuff in the shops. The very first shop I went in looked promising enough by the looks of it, a bunch of jade sculptures, decorated urns, and awesome looking paintings. Lesse... Half-naked Geisha painting for Spike, Some easy-going oriental music on a CD for Wesley... hmm... what should I get Emily?
"Looking for something particular young one?"
I was a bit startled when the owner walked up behind me, but it's to be expected from ghosts with no footsteps. He was an old oriental man with a long thin mustache, and long hair (balding on top), not only that but he was HUGE he must have been over six feet tall in his prime, I couldn't really see his eyes through his dark-tinte
His Reign's Twilight Part 1Sol System
Central Command Headquarters, Government Office Section
15 50 Hours, Terran Time
"Sir, these are the recent compiled reports from our colonies in Ancerious," said a Clerk Manager as he handed over a file which contained all the hard copies of the reports, files of various formats and the flash drive which stored the digital copies of the aforementioned. Autarch Ayman nodded and received the file, then placing them on the side of his desk.
"Thank you, Vatar, anything else I must know?"
"No sir, not that I know of," replied Vatar. Ayman stood up and straightened his posture.
"Very well then, you are dismissed," said the Autarch. His subordinate saluted and Ayman returned it. The Clerk Manager left the room, heading back to his cubicle to resume work. Ayman returned to sitting down on his chair to continue working on his daily tasks. Being an Autarch was not easy, since not everythin
A Day in the Life of RelyxtRelyxt sighed. He had a lot of free time, being as he was new to the Organization and missions were not given to him as often. He put on his red jacket and left his room to explore the ship. Going down the hall, it seemed that everyone else was out on a mission. "I guess I should head up to the bridge and see if the autopilot is working." Relyxt said. Taking a left turn at the end of the hall, he made his way through the common ground. A pair of Dusks could be seen slithering up and down the room. Relyxt made sure they weren't near anything important and said, "I should probably make sure that they don't break anything after I check the bridge. Free roaming Dusks tend to get out of hand pretty quickly." He passed them and went up the stairs.
Relyxt opened the door to the bridge. He walked over to the control console and sat down. Opening the autopilot interface, Relyxt created a stream of Interference to speak with the program directly.
"Welcome, user. Identify yourself to view the sta
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