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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
Tragic CoupleTragic Couple
Fox Serum story
"This seat isn't taken, I presume?"
Dale looked up from the stein he was sipping from as the man who'd voiced this question seated himself on the barstool next to him. Warily, Dale raised an eyebrow in speculation as he mustered his sudden and unwanted companion.
Damn, I just want to finish my beer and then go home to bed... what's Jensen doing here?
While his department head at work, the sales department at a large company which was developing, producing and selling Fox Serums, was a companionable and friendly fellow, he wasn't known for visiting bars late in the evening - even less at a workday. The probability of this being a chance encounter therefore tended to be virtually zero, which meant that Jensen wanted to talk to him about something. Since he hadn'
Flora's Arrangements (TF)Flora’s Arrangements: a simple store in the middle of southeastern Florida. It’s out of the way, too far from any landscaping opportunities to make its wares desirable... But its business doesn’t rely on the selling its wares. Its business relies on a little bit of change.
Flora is a witch, and a damned good one at that. Most of her kind preferred to use others, changing humans against their will. After all, transformation is the key to immortality for their kind. But Flora is in no way a typical witch. She only nibbles on time borrowed from people’s changes, preferring to ask for permission first. Finding voluntary subjects helps her stay abreast of the law, of any authority—and it makes her popular and well-liked with her usual clients.
So, without further ado, let’s take a step into this quaint little shop with a magical owner, watch a few chapters from the life of the kind witch with a green thumb.
Trina's Monkey BusinessDay 0:
Where to begin? Well, one of the top-recommended things people had for me to become was a monkey. Which is more than a little lucky, since my keyboard hasn’t shipped to me—I’d imagine that having some opposable thumbs will come in handy with the typing.
I took the vial a little an hour ago, so there’s nothing yet to see changed. But give it a little bit of time... Anyways, you know what’s coming next, some good old fashioned TF! Hope you guys are ready, because I know I can’t wait!
It’s great to be back! -Trina
I took the serum yesterday, and as expected, today I feel... Odd. Like, I’ve shrunk a little bit, and my legs look like they’ve grown a coat of fur. Isn’t that weird? I didn’t think that I’d first be changing into a primate, but I have to admit, I think I kind of like the idea. Monkeys and humans aren’t that far apart an
Force Bound (a SWTOR DiD Story)
The battered Corellian freighter glided through space, powered on by heavily modified ion engines as it flew towards its destination. Christened the Troublemaker, the freighter consisted of a saucer-like hull with a tapered cockpit protruding from its centre, with an off-set cargo module on the hull. It was currently flying on a familiar course, making its approach towards the infamous moon in the galaxy: Nar Shaddaa, the Smuggler’s Moon.
Sitting in the pilot’s chair, Tria “Troubelle” Tzanti grinned as she watched the moon grow closer, always happy to be returning to that neon nightmare. Young, slender and fully of mischievous energy, Troubelle whistled to herself as she piloted the Troublemaker into orbit. As a zabrak, she sported short, torn-like horns than protruded through her short wavy hair, and her pretty heart-shaped face was segmented by traditional line tattoos. A smuggler by trade, she was dressed in a revealing yellow tu
The Lamb and the Lion - Leeta and Dorian rp CDLeeta:
Leeta waited until night fell at the circus. She was a lopunny and should her sight fail her she could always fall back on hearing. She crept silently up to her objective and quickly retreated to her own cart for the evening after completing her mission.
Her objective had been the cart of the fellow doll maker of the circus, Dorian Van Bösartig, and the mission had been to drop off a doll she had made in the likeness of her fellow doll maker.
She had seen the luxray around the circus, but had been a bit nervous approaching him so she figured a cute plush with a welcome note may be the way to at least introduce herself.
She would receive no word from the luxray till the following night, when she was attending her trinket stand. The main show was commencing in the big top, so there were very few patrons about.
It was then she was silently approached by the very luxray, whom she gifted the plush look-a-like.
His blacken hair was
Intuders, Reports, and beatings* Esaki: Avallocks left foot would hoover for a moment as he sat along a fallen rusted fence. He had been out marking the turf...keeping things in order...and just now he had decided to take a scratch break. Damn fleas and bugs. The bats would need to work harder...He'd scoff to himself before lifting his left foot to carefully scratch at his left ear. Gettin a gooood long scratch in there he'd make small pleasure grunts as his foot moved rhythmically against his ear and head. After he had enough he'd shift into a stand and shake out his fur...but pause half way through. Standing alter...ears perked...eyes wide and intense...he'd listen...he thought he heard somedog nearby...
* Rubbalite: Blue eyes were watching the young rottie mix quietly from a distance, licking her maw ever so slightly as she laid on the ground for the time being. Skelter had been wandering the territory earlier, thinking over something and seeing what was a good place to maybe do that something. Her
TMNT A Forced Duty Ch. 4Chapter 4
The next morning the princesses were oddly quiet. The turtles and Casey looked at each other for most of the day trying to figure out what had happened. Today the princesses started their classes that were made to help them rule as queens.
“I can't believe were doing this,” Karai mumbled as they walked to the east wing of the castle, where the scholars and study rooms were located. “I bet we already know everything they're going to teach us. It'll be our princess classes all over again.”
The others nodded and entered on of the larger study rooms. An old goat humanoid turned and smiled, “Welcome princesses.” He bowed, “My name is Dr. Caprinae.”
The girls curtsied and smiled at him. They took their seats and the boys sat at the back of the room to listen. The lessons included commerce, politics, speech, mathematics, history, and literature. Once Dr. Caprinae was done lecturing, he assigned several assignments and left.
Trust in me - Robecca and Dorian Circus RPRobecca: Robecca was having a rough morning. Again she had not gotten much sleep. Maybe it's due to her staying up to work on some plush toys, or not having gotten used to this dark circus. She would sometimes nod off to sleep at her stand and wasn't half way in reality. She decided to walk around the circus to see what stands have to offer, so she put a sign out to tell others that she'll be away before heading off to look at attractions and stands.
Dorian: Off in the distance, red and golden eyes observed the poor, tired worker.
Dorian had been observing his new surroundings and fellow workers. There were many interesting 'mon to study and observe, but this one in particular caught his eye. She wasn't stunning at first sight. No, not really. But his eyes could see the potential. The promise of a little flower waiting to bloom.
For a while he had simply watched her. No use in bothering her while she was busy, and others could see. He liked to go unobs
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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