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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
Ground zeroGround zero
By The Shadow Demon
Request by Lasserine
(People into various)
“There’s no way I’m going to loose!” Megan said with a smirk as she looks in her mirror unable not to smile as she was a shoe in to win. Living in a small town of Pumpkinstine or known as ‘the capital of Halloween’ respectfully given for the towns love for Halloween and for most town or cities they would just celebrate Halloween for the day or the week but not Pumpkinstine. For the entirety of October they celebrate it with the day itself beginning a huge costume fiesta. Giving a spin, giving the mirror a great three-sixty look of her and the costume she was wearing. The eighteen year old wore a beautiful sparkling purple with pink decoration patterns mermaid tail with a matching top showing off her mid drift and some of her cleavage, her wavy shoulder length brown hair hidden under a long violet wig. Megan just smiles unable to hide her excitement, hearing her phone ringing,
the Blood of HeroesIt was the middle of the night and the lab in the Guardians headquarters was quiet. That didn’t last as the door opened and three young people entered. “Um, are we going to get caught?” Stupendous asked, looking around nervously. “And isn’t there an alarm in here?”
“Don’t worry, squirt. Polygirl’s sound asleep in Gordon’s room. There should be enough time to do what I need to do,” Hnekakal said as she went over to one of the machines in the large room. “And I took care of the alarm.”
“Are you sure you know how to work that thing?” Testament asked.
“Eyup,” the Native woman replied as she started pushing bottoms on the control panel. “I memorized how this do-hickey works. It only looked like I wasn’t paying attention.”
Testament crossed his arms. “I’m not sure that it’ll work the same way on you that it did with me.”
She turned to him and thumped
Backblast part 2In a secluded area of Stranger Industries where they wouldn’t be monitored or interrupted, the owner of the company was meeting with Warbuster’s pilot. “So what have you found out?” the masked man asked his employee.
“Well, I poked around the records and found several discrepancies in the inventory going back nearly a year and ending soon after Backblast appeared. So whoever he is, he probably works here since he knows how to manipulate our system, or at least has someone here doing it for him.”
“Hrmm,” the Stranger murmured unhappily. “At least Long-Reich had the decency to become a supervillain on his own time with his own money. Anyways, anyone know what you were looking for?”
“Nope, I kept the reason why I was doing it to myself. No one suspects anything.” Warbuster’s pilot paused before adding. “Well, I think Poly might. She actually found a couple of the discrepancies while looking for parts and p
The Girl Who Chases The Wind TGThe Girl Who Chases The Wind
I received an article offer from one of my regular patrons between tea and staring an old-time blinking cursor on a screen.
The offer came attached with a brief message detailing the potential for compensation and what would be expected of me. If it was a generation ago, I’d imagine a big, fluorescent-toned office with thin walls and glass rooms. A bearded editor strides in and pitches me the story he wants me to write for the newspaper.
Of course, even then, such situations never happened except in movies rooted a further generation in the past. My editor, who I could only imagine was some baby-face ten years my junior who could multitask data at a level I couldn’t even manage on the king of all caffeine rushes, spewed out words like a live dump from his active memory.
“2K w least. Martlemay Project invest into Qs of brains/humanity/corruption. Current rumor Dr Jacob Feldon pet project is fetish feed. Old men to hot girls. Backgrou
The Emissary With the sun’s smoking rays lingering at my back and the city disappearing into the storm-purpled distance, my eyes met the dusty twilight. Though my heart was drumming in the cage of my ribs with passion and verve, the girl in my arms was no longer breathing, her skin growing cold under my shadow. The desert under my feet seared my soles and served no other purpose than to remind me that I was going home at last. I looked over my shoulder, clutching her closer, knowing she was the only relic left from that city, from the city that took Nirestria. And she was the only thing that could nurse my forest home back from the smoldering mess it was left in the wake of the war.
Though I was ashamed to fathom the single remedy for my home was the very unholy thing that wrought its obliteration.
Huffing half in desperation and half in exhaustion, I fumbled forward on joints of glass and
Fox Shadow Chapter 15Disclaimer: I do not own Mass Effect. This belongs to Bioware. Please enjoy.
Chapter 15: First Steps.
The events of a few hours ago still had not settled with Vixen. Her life as a Spectre was now in the public view, she knew the Alliance would now try and use her to their own advantage. Everything was falling into the place where she didn't want them to fall, but she knew that now she had no power to stop anything. As she stood looking out across the skyline of the Citadel, Vixen thought of what might now happen. If the Alliance were nice they might give her supplies to help with the mission given to her but it was more likely they'd give her a pat on the back and tell her 'good luck'. Either way, she was alone.
Huffing, she turned away from her window and walked over to her suitcase that she gave up on trying to pack after she found out the limit of shotguns she could carry was only two.
“I suppose I could buy more and have them shipped to me while I'm...away” Vixen spoke
Trust Machines - Venn-ything Goes #02The youtube video started rolling with the view of a nondescript plastic crate.
"Hey, folks!" a cheerful voice said from the off. "Here's Steve again and it has been nearly eight hours since Amanda and Johnny have turned into earthworms. They've spent most of the time boring through the earth in this crate where I stored them, just like normal earthworms do, and I have barely seen them. Well, that is until an hour ago when they suddenly showed unexpected 'activity'."
Steve snickered and grabbed the crate's lid. "So let's take a look what Johnny and Amanda are up to!" With verve, he removed it and exposed the two earthworms Johnny and Amanda had been transformed into. But instead of digging themselves through the wet soil, both their wriggling shapes were at the surface, tightly pressed against each other.
Again, Steve snickered and brought the camera closer so that one could see that both worms had connected their bodies. "Well, well..." Steve mused. "I'm wondering what the
Nuclear Acceleration"Goodbye, darling." Carrie says to her husband sweetly and gives him a goodbye kiss. Then Carrie leaves for her work in a nuclear plant. She fondles her lower abdomen on the way and keeps remembering how wonderful her last night was with her husband. "If only I can be pregnant," thinks Carrie.
Carrie is 25 years old and married with her husband 3 years ago. Since then, they wanna have a baby but they just don't have one. Therefore they make love more and more frequently and hope a baby will finally come. Carrie has always kept imagining what "pregnant Carrie" looks like since she got married.
Carrie reached the nuclear plant. She is an operator of the machines in the plant and needs to turn on or off some equipment at regular time interval. The job is very important as radiation may leak out accidentally upon an operator's mistake. Although Carrie does not this dangerous job very much, she agrees to work in the plant just for her incredibly high salary.
"Eh. What a dull job. I will nev
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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