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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
Trust Machines - Cassiopeia 1Trust Machines - Cassiopeia 1
Cass watched as her friend strutted her stuff on the stage. She’d watched Tara in every amateur theatre play she’d done, but this was the first time she’d been backstage for it. She’d seen how Tara could pour herself into a character before, and putting on the blonde wig for her turn as Alice had been no different. Tara owned the stage, and Cass smiled proudly as she declaimed her way through the monster soliloquy that the director had added just for her.
Brian the stagehand approached her then. “Scene’s almost done. Ready for your big part?”
Cass chuckled at that. When Tara had finally dragged her into coming to audition with her, Cass hadn’t gotten a part. But she had been asked if she wanted to help backstage, and had agreed to help Old Frankie with the props. The kindly silver-haired woman had taken her under her wing, and she learned a lot about stagecraft,
Marie and Elizabeth Somerset-Two Become OneWhen Marie and Elizabeth Somerset left the city of Sunny Hills, California on May 9, 1980, they left no note, nothing to say where they were going, or any way for their friends and family to contact them. At first, nobody worried, because the twins had been known to occasionally go for a drive on Fridays, their destination being "nowhere in particular". They would check into a hotel, and spend the weekend there, coming back home on Sunday. However, they neither called home, nor returned on Sunday. After a few days, when the twins had neither called nor returned, their friends and family had become worried, especially after finding Elizabeth's car, a 1979 Buick Skylark, abandoned at the side of a mountain highway a couple hours drive from Sunny Hills, about 10 miles from the nearest gas station. After Elizabeth's car was found abandoned, which was out of character for the twins, it was feared that the twins had been killed, despite a lack of physical evidence.
When they left Sunny Hills
Death Battle: Spyro vs Goat
Kiryu: Alright, we've thoroughly analyzed both combatants, and you know what that means...
Gwangi: It's time for a DEATH BATTLE!
Spyro charged across the ground, knocking aside groups of Riptocs as he ran through the large city that these Riptocs were apparently trying to invade. Spyro blasted another Riptoc to the ground with a puff of fire, and with each Riptoc he took out, he collected more and more gems.
Spyro was having a fun time here, and so was a bit disappointed when he found he had gotten rid of all the Riptocs in this city. Wandering around for a bit, Spyro looked around his surroundings to see if there was anything else he could take on.
His thoughts were answered when he looked ahead and saw a goat of all things walking around, the hoofed mammal's tongue hanging out. “A goat, eh?” Spyro said to himself. “Well, it's not a sheep, but it'll do.”
Spyro then lowered his head and charged at the goat, ramming it head-on and sending it smacking again
TMNT A Forced Duty Ch. 3Chapter 3
“Well I hope this day can't get any worse,” Karai complained as she, the rest of the princesses, and the personal guard made there way to the princesses quarters.
“Don't say that,” April sighed. “Because when you do, things get worse.”
Karai scowled at her as they reached the door. Mona turned and glanced down at the guards, “Where are you guys staying?”
“In that room milady,” Raphael answered pointing to a door that was down the hallway.
“Call me Mona,” she replied indifferently. “I hate being called milady, it sounds so....old and pious.”
“Its not even a religious term Mona,” Irma called back to her as she entered the room.
Mona faced the doorway and placed her hands on her hips, “It can also mean devout and dedicated Irma.”
“Actually,” Donatello started. “it does mean dedicated but more in a religious sense.”
Mona cocked an eyebrow at Donatell
The screams vibrated in Destiny’s skull as she ran from the even more frightening sound of the rumbling trucks. The chaos revolving around her helped hide her thumping footsteps as she pushed herself to the limit. Her arms clutched her daughter to her chest. She could feel Lotty’s small breaths against the base of her neck, a sign of her silent fear.
Headlights flashed across the road, and Destiny ducked into an alley. She moved into the deepest shadows and pressed her back to the rough brick wall. Her heartbeat was a pounding drum in the sudden silence. She smoothed a hand over Lotty’s mess of curls and watched the road. The silence of the dark street gave her no comfort. She knew they weren’t safe yet.
“We need to keep going,” Destiny whispered into her daughter’s ear. “Can you walk? Mommy needs her hands free.”
Lotty nodded, and Destiny placed her on her feet. Lotty’s hazel eyes watched the road, but fear no longer showed i
Trust Machines - Rookies 2Rookies 2
Trust Machines story
Quite a bit nervously, Janice looked at the inconspicuous Venn Machine sitting in the middle of the abandoned mall. Everything seemed dead and peaceful, but it wouldn't be long until the space would be occupied by terrifying monsters - her boyfriend Ben and herself, transformed into monstrous shapes. Of course she was feeling excited about the prospect of becoming a Monster Wars fighter like Mary, otherwise she wouldn't have agreed to her friend's proposal in the first place, but after being a normal human female for nearly thirty years, the prospect of becoming something fairly horrendously different still gave her the creeps.
"Now look at how the two of them are staring at the Venn Machine longingly. I bet they can't await to become monsters!" a slightly mocking voice chirped
The Day of the Falling SkySand fell through the earth, invisible and intangible. In every corner of the world, confused and uneasy people listened to its strange sound, like white noise on a television cranked up just a little too loud. Very few of us understood what this heralded: the vanguard of our new masters was near, and humanity was soon to suffer the agony of enslavement under crazed despots. I had to spare my wife and son the misery.
When I first heard the Sand, my team was in Hawaii, scouring a beach covered in a strange sort of mass suicide: thousands of dolphins and sharks had washed up on the shore days earlier. Voluntarily, in a mass migration we had surveyed from above as it happened, without concern for the prey they passed up, the creatures of the deep sea threw themselves onto dry land and died. I was walking alongside an associate, Dr. Ehlers, both of us clad in MOPP suits, carrying cases of tissue samples.
For a little over a year, we had known what was coming. They spoke to us, They spoke t
Clever Girl Clever girl. Aren't you a clever girl?
Moonlight pouring into the room, those words incongruously echoed in Kyoya's head as he attempted to get the host club's finances in order. It was late, too late, perhaps, for him to be wrestling with accounts and other such items but, as it was, the Shadow King was a creature of darkness and he found that he did his best work during the late hours of the night. This night would have been no different except for a certain preoccupation that had been plaguing his mind for about a week now.
Well, aren't you a clever girl?
He stood up from his desk and stretched as he surveyed the grounds outside his family's beach house. The tide peacefully lapped along the shoreline and the stars continued to glint above in the velvety canvas they called home. He sighed. Of course it was only natural that everything would continue as it was. Nature didn't give a wit about the mental state of him
From High-sec to Whormhole Space
"Back at the time, I was new to the vastness of space; I started my career as a capsuleer under the wings of the Gallente Federation, doing some hauling and killing some pirates but my life changed when I decided to go on adventure and left the security of Empire Spaces. I reached the last of the CONCORD controlled system and then I jumped into the unknown. I hadn't any information, any back-up, only my will and my ship on which build upon. I had heard of the capsuleers dominions but I was never been interested in them, until now when I was going into it.
It took quite a time but in the end I settled in a capsuleer alliance holding territory in the north of the galaxy, a new part of my life had just started. Through skirmishes with other capsuleer, making quite a fortune and becoming more skilled, the months passed but the more I went forward more I lost interest. I was going tired of the endless politics and spy-games that rules the capsuleers' space and my life was to change again.
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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