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Post by Loken on Jan 10, 2011 23:36:50 GMT -5
"Not sure Jen-Jen, but I last saw Miss Dashe at the Legends 3 building!" Loken shouted as he and the group continued on.
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Post by Dashe on Jan 12, 2011 14:09:25 GMT -5
Zero smiled and waved a cheerful farewell as Bass took a tourist's map to MMLS City out of his pocket. "Hm," he whispered once the other group was out of earshot, "Legends 3 building..."
"Take a look at the fine print," Zero whispered back in his normal voice. "Unregistered civilians are incapable of posting to the city terminals without submitting their registration forms and acquiring a MMLS City ID Card."
"So?" Bass retaliated. "We can get in the buildings and read all we want. Besides, I didn't think we were actually going to go and register! I can't think of a better way to get caught before we even do anything!"
"Can it." Zero quipped. "We were lucky to have hacked the General Discussion terminals to unleash those Reaverbots in the mines and alert the ones in the ruins without getting caught. I don't want to take any more reckless chances if they'll hurt our chances of getting our revenge on this fandom. We go to Rules and Introductions and fill out the registration forms first, get ID cards, and try to blend in. Two recurring lurkers showing up together all the time would stand out too much. Raise red flags. You know. And besides, whenever new people show up on the roster, the administration--or what's left of it--usually welcomes them anyway. Let her come to us."
"Right." Bass conceded with a sigh. "Rules and Introductions, I guess?"
"Rules and Introductions." Zero confirmed before adding with a malicious snicker, "We ought to brush up on their rules, too. Make 'em like us from the start for not causing too much trouble before we cause them too much trouble for 'em to handle."
"As you wish," Bass sighed, taking the left turn toward the Newcomers' District and following a good two meters behind Zero, who was attempting to skip to the Rules & Introductions building in what he hoped looked like a hyperactive manner.
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Post by Anima on Jan 12, 2011 17:58:40 GMT -5
Anima just glared at the two as they left.
"We better keep our eyes peeled... just in case." She said to Loken and Mikey.
~Back in the ruins~
Skye and Ally were now surrounded by scraps and shrapnel from the Gorubeshu attack. Sora was clinging to Ally's back, and Skye was holding a Gorubeshu shield, which she managed to nab from one while it was caught off guard.
"Maybe next time we should get a Chameleon's net..." Skye inquired.
"Poco." Sora nodded in agreement.
Ally put her handgun away. "But noneth'less, that wasn't so hard."
"Yeah, though they know how to defend themselves!" Skye snapped at her.
"Hey whoa whoa," Ally put her hands up defensively. "Take a chill pill kiddo. We're lucky to be alive at all!"
"Poco!" Sora said, jumping off Ally's back and running to the next corridor of the ruins.
"C'mon then!" Skye said, following her little Pocommi friend.
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Post by Loken on Jan 13, 2011 16:35:14 GMT -5
"All right guys." Loken said as they reached the ruins. "I'm not a fighter, so you guys will have to do the fighting if we run into anything. You guys do have guns and stuff right?" asked Loken with an eyebrow raised.
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Post by Mikéy on Jan 14, 2011 0:46:03 GMT -5
(( Just for the record, the helium gag was making me lol irl. Just saying. )) Mikey merely smiled as he whipped out the Buster Rifle he was entrusted with by Ally so long ago, equipped with the beautiful detachable sapphire scope Mikey possessed. Slightly worn from modification, the rifle still had life within, as its settings were in a comfortable sniper setting, with near-max power, and farthest range, but with a low blast radius and firing rate as well as reload rate; but still Mikey’s personal favorite. From past experiences, the rifle’s settings weren’t that favorable underground due to the fact that reaverbots tended to enjoy being in groups, but it was mostly just for kicks in any situation at best. Secretly, Mikey was also a bit rusty (and lazy) when it came to modifying his weapons, so as long as they fired, he was happy. “Whatever happens will happen.” was Mikey’s reply to Loken; the first words spoke by Mikey in quite a while. The whole time, Mikey had listened to the previous strangers and was thinking hard. The voice of one seemed to remind him too much of cartoon TV, and the lips of the other one hardly seemed to move when he spoke. Mikey just wished that Loken had kept his mouth a little more shut on their “secret” matters… Just so that strange couple could be observed a little more closely, but it was clearly too late for that. Charm had his cute little buster, and Anima was making sure she had a few apples handy, but for some odd reason, Mikey couldn’t help but try to suppress an evil grin at the fact Loken was unarmed. It was also true that there weren’t any armaments to spare as well… Ally always seemed to have the right gear at the right time, by some mysterious means. Anima approached the gate, ready to insert the license. As she did that, Charm looked back and noticed Marina in the distance. “Hey… I think that’s the girl that was sitting on the bench outside of the Legends 3 building earlier!” he said, and Mikey drew his attention off of the ruins to look back at the girl, who seemed to be drawing closer.
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Post by Trege on Jan 14, 2011 17:33:48 GMT -5
Marina stopped walking as Mikey and Charm noticed her as she stopped she appeared lost in thought.
"(I wonder if I should ask them about Ragun....) She thought to herself kicking her foot back in forth.
"(They probably haven't seen him though.)"
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Post by Fatman X. Jones on Jan 14, 2011 23:32:58 GMT -5
Inside the Rules and Introductions building, a large red mech was sitting on the floor of the inner pavillion, surrounded by four people. The mech was instantly familiar to any normal Legends fan: A Gustaff, but with a bright cherry-red and dull gray paint job, a raggedy-looking brown poncho over its frame, and a yellow light pulsing from the chest as if Sinestro polluted an Arc Reactor and mounted it in the Gustaff's chest. Music played from the speakers in a soft-mute level, an acoustic instrumental of "Na Na Na" floating around the four. The four people were drastically different from each other: A gray alien with a very thin frame, floppy curled ears, and a red x-like marking on his forehead; A man wearing a Hawaiian shirt and a tan trilby hat, a girl in bandages and a skintight bodysuit, and a young boy wearing nothing but an oversized billowing scarf, red shorts, and squeaky shoes, sipping from a 42-ounce Caf-Pow. The alien was filling out paperwork digitally with a tablet and pen, while the man and girl were examining the back engine of the Gustaff. The boy looked unimpressed, his two antennae-like oversized strands of hair dangling over his face in boredom. NEWCOMERS: GIYGAS, FATMAN, ISIS, LAHARL
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Post by Loken on Jan 17, 2011 7:45:49 GMT -5
"What about her, Micky? I guess we could go say hi but we've got a mission to do. Hmm, then again I don't think I've seen her before, is she registered? We might should ask her, she might be an accomplice to the terrorists."
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Post by Mikéy on Jan 17, 2011 17:27:35 GMT -5
Just then, Mikey came up with a delightful suggestion that would benefit everybody.
“How about you go and talk to her while the rest of us start the dig? If you feel like catching up later, then you ought to be able to… as long as you can find a weapon.” replied Mikey, rather unappreciative at the way his name was being pronounced.
“Not to be rude, but I’m still unsure of how much help he’d be to us while in there in the first place.” called Anima, over the sound of the ruin gate slowly opening.
“AND, if you’re worried about unregistered users, you might want to go check out ‘Jen-Jen’ and ‘Joe’. I may not have looked like I was paying attention, but I was listening intently. They seemed intent on finding Dashe.” said Mikey, trying to hide what seemed to be concern.
“Let’s focus on what we were assigned to do for now.” chimed in Anima.
“All right.” sighed Mikey, “if Loken doesn't mind going to talk to the girl over there, the rest of us will check out the first few rooms of the ruins.”
“Yes, Master Mikey!” exclaimed Charm, holding up the well-equipped buster gun.
“There are no reaverbot signals coming from the entrance lobby of the ruin, but there could be something else.” said REI. Mikey stepped through the ruins' entrance after REI had finished talking, giving no time for any further conversation.
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Post by Dashe on Jan 17, 2011 22:24:24 GMT -5
When Zero and Bass stepped into the Rules and Introductions building's inner pavilion (after Zero took a hefty huff of helium for good measure), Zero let out a squeal of excitement that made at least two of the four new members filling out their paperwork cringe. "OH MY GOD!" He squeaked. "THIS IS SO COOL!!!"
There was a CokeBot at the reception desk in charge of handing out the registration forms--aside from the other four new users, there didn't seem to be any humans in the station. In fact, one of them seemed to be an alien. Zero wasted no time in blatantly ignoring the CokeBot and bounding over to the group like a hyperactive teenage girl. "Hi-Hi!!!!" He exclaimed with a grin. "My name's Jennifer, but you can call me Jen, Jenny, Jen-Jen, or whatever you'd like! Are you new here, too?"
Bass, who hadn't budged from the doorway, couldn't even make eye contact with anyone. Zero was taking his role much, much too seriously. He walked over to the receptionist and said, "I'd like two sets of registration forms, please."
The CokeBot replied in its monotonous drone, "State your desired username."
"Joey." Bass replied without hesitation.
"Username taken." The CokeBot immediately stated.
"Uh...Joey88?" Bass thought out loud.
"Username taken." The CokeBot repeated with the exact same inflections.
"BadassJoey?" Bass asked.
"Requested username inconsistent with user appearance. Confirm username anyway?"
"Yes."
"Congratulations. Your new username is JoeyLikesUnicorns."
"WHAT?" Bass's jaw nearly hit the floor. "Cancel! Abort! I want to start over!" He exclaimed. It was the most he'd said the entire day.
"Permission to change username denied."
"Dammit..." Bass snarled as the CokeBot shoved a veritable skyscraper of paperwork toward him. "Dammit to hell."
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Post by Avegodro on Jan 18, 2011 1:23:55 GMT -5
Avegodro slowly creeped around a corner in the ruins unsure of what lay ahead. He had heard what sounded like a battle, so he was slowly easing his way in that direction weapon at the ready.
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Post by Fatman X. Jones on Jan 19, 2011 12:10:52 GMT -5
Fatman looked up from the engine of the Gustaff, hitting his head along the skull-shaped cover. "AY, OH god that hurts. Uh, what?" He said, looking at 'Jen'. "Oh, uh, hey there. Yeah, we're new too--well, I'm new, these guys're my... how could you say 'cohorts' without sounding sinister?"
"You don't," Laharl said. "And who said anything about me being YOUR cohort? You're MY vassal, remember?"
Giygas just sighed. "Ignore him. My name is Giygas, and I'm filling out our paperwork. The Napoleonic one with the scarf is Laharl, and the two working on this bucket of bolts are Isis and Fatman. We've been here for a couple days, really; We haven't got the housing situation downpacked, so we've been sleeping here in the pavilion."
Isis closed up the Gustaff, and walked around to see 'Jen'. "Hey, you can drop the human act, dear. I can tell when I see a fellow machine."
"Wait, robot? Her? How can you tell?" Fatman was a bit confused--hitting your head against curved steel can do that to you.
"Well, there's lots of factors. Slight thinning of the follicles on the left temple, reduced iris contraction on par with that of a surveillance camera, and--quite honestly--you don't smell. At all." She walked around Zero. "Honestly, you might as well 'ave worn a T-shirt saying 'robot', but don't worry. I'm not gonna tell anyone." Isis smiled.
"So, that guy over their your friend?" She pointed to Bass, who had become a moving pile of paperwork by now, they assumed.
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Post by Loken on Jan 20, 2011 1:25:54 GMT -5
"Hmm" Loken thought for a while, "Okay I'll go talk to her and ask what's up, you know, small talk. I'm pretty smooth with ladies so I'll be able to get some answers from her. I'll meet you guys down there in a bit." Loken smiled at the gang and started walking off in the girl's direction. Loken pondered "I can tell Mick wants me out of the picture, does he not want me investigating? He might be in cahoots with the terrorists. Yeah, he's fairly new here, a charming fellow, AND the perfect sleeper cell! I'm going to have to watch him and his friends."
He approached the mysterious lady warmly and said "Hey ma'am I haven't see you around here before, are you new?!" He smiled wide but hopefully not wide enough to scare her off.
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Post by Trege on Jan 20, 2011 1:50:54 GMT -5
Marina notices Loken and pulls out a picture of Ragun and stares at it, before asking.
"Umm, have you seen this person? I lost contact with him before I got to the city and obtained my ID he loves ruins and I'm hoping he didn't go in any without me, I'm his spotter and we are still novice diggers." She asks kindly with a look of worry on her face.
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Post by Dashe on Jan 20, 2011 21:22:56 GMT -5
Zero sighed. "Yeah, you got me," he squeaked in his girly voice. "I came here because of this place's anti-discrimination policy. My brother and I were harassed because we were robots in our old town. But so far MMLS City has been really friendly! They even have robots working here! You guys don't seem to all be human, either," he added.
"Anyway, have you been filling out those forms for very long?" He asked, casting a quick glance over at Bass, who was giving him the evil eye from behind his mountain of paperwork. He really wished Zero would stop chatting and register "her" own username.
Meanwhile, Dashe watched some reruns of Glee up in the Staff Lounge, oblivious to all of this.
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