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Post by Deleted on Jun 16, 2012 22:00:03 GMT -5
((If you can't see the attachment...good, it's unimportant. WHAT IS IMPORTANT, is the enemy listoff which I will put up after everyone finishes the 10 page long training cycle....in which many people (the ones I will add) will not survive....)) Life on Earth has reached its fullest potential as it reached the year 4223. However, a sudden outbreak amongst technological devices has occured, and is spreading. A computer virus has taken over the mainframe, causing robots to go berserk. If humankind hadn't become so dependent on technology, perhaps it wouldn't have been an issue. What's worse, the virus has taken over a series of transmitters, which are blocking the possibility of time travel to ensure that the virus is not eliminated before it wa released. Now humankind faces the largest of exterminations by the hands of what they created. Who can stop them? Attachments:
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Post by Deleted on Jun 16, 2012 22:12:34 GMT -5
My name is Amara. Amara Talna. I'm a girl....or at least, what's left of it after a mutation due to the corruption and then destruction of a radioactive powerplant near my home...
I'm not moving fast enough... ...I'm not moving at all... ...There's tainted blood everywhere...
...It's my blood...
...I can faintly hear the scream of my newest teams technical assistant...I cannot tell what he is saying...
...It's not true that you see your life flash before your eyes when you're about to die... ...You see time slow down...you see everything in front of you, the regrets, failures, happiness, tricks, pain, friends....and can do nothing about it... ...Allow me to start at the beginning...no, not the radiation incident....I'll skip the unimportant parts.
...Just because I'm telling you the story doesn't mean I'm alive at the end of it all...
....It will be 4 months ago... ...two years after the radiation incident... ...ten accursed years after the release of the most complex, most advanced, most insane computer virus. It has infected the world...not all of it, only electrical, mechanical, and technical equipment. With the world being so relient on technology, it was a huge problem. It could manifest itself into physical form, take over electronics from the distance, and even replicate itself. ...It's a nightmare...
I was standing on the rafters of the recruitment center. It's not just a recruitment center, it's where many people came just to try to survive. There was barely any tech in this building, it was made of metal. I was in the shadows, looking over the crowd of new people who came in. Many of them looked like they could be new soldiers if they joined. They quickly huddled into groups on the cold metal floor. The stupid virus was ruining all of our lives.
"Hey, my name's Jacob." a boy reached out his hand as he entered a group. A man in a mask was thrown into the recruitment center. It was followed soon by a robot, walking in by choice, yet not with the desire to kill. It appeared to be immune. (Everyone introduce yourself)
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Post by ninjastorm45 on Jun 16, 2012 22:33:14 GMT -5
Cyrus looked up, but all of the others couldn't see behind his mask. "My name is Cyrus. I was once in the military. I despise most machines. The ones that aren't corrupted are fine. If anyone asks to see my face... I will not show you..." Before anyone could say otherwise, he was silent. It seemed as if Cyrus was the strong silent type. He kept his hands on his sides where his pistols were. "I do not wish to tell any of you about my past... It's not worth anything to you at this point..."
The robot's gaze drifted over the small group. "I AM A MACHINE OF UNKNOWN ORIGIN. MY DATABASE WAS ERASE UPON REBOOT. I AM FULLY AWARE OF THE EMOTIONS OF HUMANS. THE HUMANS DECIDED ON NAMING ME RUMBLE." The machine had a loud and metallic voice. "I ALSO BELIEVE THAT THERE IS A VIRUS GOING AROUND AND INFECTING MACHINES CAUSING THEM TO MALFUNCTION. I AM RESISTANT TO THE VIRUS." Rumble looked a bit rusty and old, unlike most of the newer models of robots that were subject to the virus. Whenever he moved his arms or neck, a whirring noise would be heard. "I DO BELIEVE THAT I AM CAPABLE OF DEFENSIVE TACTICS AND WEAPONS."
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Post by Kaethe on Jun 16, 2012 22:44:30 GMT -5
((Heg yes! First time using Sol~))
Two soft, glowing rings flicked up at the commotion. Some new recruits had arrived. It was quiet enough for just a moment to hear the silent whirring and clicks that stirred within Sol each time he moved. This time it was his eyes that made the first noise; taking notice to the newcomers. He did not smile. The thin optics running along his clothing, even through his hair, gleamed a pale blue. It meant that the "man" was calm. You could see it in his stare. Though it was gentle a disturbed, or maybe annoyed thought was hidden at the back of it. He made sure no one could ever go further behind this. Sol never spoke of his past. Without saying a thing to the others he gave a slight nod of his head and a kind of serious smirk to go along. If he was asked, perhaps he would give his name. He crossed his arms and continued to observe.
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Post by Anneke on Jun 17, 2012 2:44:35 GMT -5
Looking at the group, she shyly introduced herself," Hello. I'm Angel and I'm good with fixing things for the most Part..." She looked at the others nervously and snuck a peek at the robots from time to time.
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Post by Lucky on Jun 17, 2012 17:43:26 GMT -5
Marcus glanced at the gathering group, dark rings hung under his eyes, his robotic hand typing furiously on a small pad. His legs creaked uneasily but he said nothing. New recruits came everyday. He rubbed his eyes and glanced at the android. He had seen this robot from time to time but he had never been acquainted. The other Robot was quite annoying. His robots where much quieter. He was always weary of new robots, fear of the virus infecting his second mainframe was ever present.
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Post by Deleted on Jun 17, 2012 19:46:28 GMT -5
Aah. That's interesting. I'm aware of things I wasn't around for. I get to see this memory in third person...it would have been interesting to tell someone this if I wasn't dying.
The person in the shadows ran across the rafters and into the side and main section of the buidling. The person is me. I went to the intercom, no electricity, just a system of metallic tubes which increase sound much like a megaphone, and made an announcement. "Any and all volunteers who wish to join the resistance to the virus may come through the doors and go through training. Inductees will have a room and bed instead of needing to sleep on the floor since all beds have been taken. A word to the wise, do not join without being truly prepared, because if you die during the training, you shall be forgotten. If you quit the training or the resistance, you will be killed on the spot. Have a nice day..."
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Post by ninjastorm45 on Jun 17, 2012 22:57:00 GMT -5
Cyrus stood up and cracked his knuckles. "Training that could possibly kill us... This should be fun..." He took both EMP pistols out of their holsters and prepped them for combat. Occasionally glancing at the other possible recruits, he was scanning facial expressions and seeing if they truly meant to be here. Most looked scared. Others looked confident and fully ready.
Rumble stood up and walked to the recruits that had gathered together. "SCANNING... ... ... SCAN COMPLETE. ANALYZING COLLECTED DATA... ... ... ANALYSIS COMPLETE. FEAR, COURAGE, AND SADNESS DETECTED THROUGHOUT THE ROOM. UNABLE TO PROCESS COMFORT FOR STRESSED INDIVIDUALS." His metallic voice was quieter and more to himself than anyone around him. It was still loud enough to be heard by the few recruits around him.
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Post by Kaethe on Jun 18, 2012 6:17:39 GMT -5
Sol completely ignored the robot making the analysis, and much of the announcement. He wasn't feeling much fear. Dying wasn't as easy anymore, anyway, he thought. At least, for himself, there was no reason to be afraid. If the challenge did kill him, then it was meant to be. Maybe he could find home again that way... Looking down at his wrists he began to rub the dep black material on his gloves as he flexed his hands. The blue color radiating around his body did not change, and often sparked at the tips of his fingers. He was making sure that his lasers were ready, and they were. Those close to him may have felt some of the popping, intense heat coming from the concentration of energy and glowing lights preparing this. There was a man near him with mechanical parts in place of a lost arm. Sol tried to be jealous that man was still any amount human, but then the android did not care. He lost spirit easily with many emotions in recent days. With a last check, and smoothing aside some stray, shining white bangs, Sol stepped forward. He was starting at a slow pace for the door with no second thoughts.
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Post by Lucky on Jun 20, 2012 18:09:43 GMT -5
Marcus sighed and rubbe dhis eyes, his dingy coat fluttered in the stale breeze. ten cubes jingled in his bag as he shifted his wieght. Attack cubes where only one of his creations. "You better get a move on the are very impacient." Now standing Marcus was already moving steadily toward the gates. His claws gavfe unforgiving pangs of metalic sound as he trudged toward the gate.
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Post by Anneke on Jun 21, 2012 19:19:30 GMT -5
As the others went outside Angel followed timidly. She was so nervous but she worked up some courage to stand tall. She took out her gun and followed slowly.
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Post by Deleted on Jun 24, 2012 16:06:24 GMT -5
As soon as everyone walked through the doors. They slammed shut. The room was completely dark except for a small strip of ground lit up by lights on the ceiling.
Five other unnamed people entered as well. They looked like they didn't even know how to fight.
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Post by ninjastorm45 on Jun 24, 2012 16:20:56 GMT -5
Cyrus looked at the five. "Who are these five...?" He took a moment to survey their appearances and think of who they were. A few thoughts rushed into his mind as he looked at the five. 'It might be a potential and unknown danger... I'd better stay back until I see what happens...' Looking to his sides, he saw the large robot which had stated that it's name was Rumble and the nervous girl named Angel. "Now your possible enemies... and your possible allies..." He quietly said to himself. The phrase seemed quite familiar to him.
Rumble's eyes clicked a few times as they zoomed in on the five. The robot was now doing internal thinking. 'PROCESSING... ... ... NO AVAILABLE DATA ON THE FIVE. SYSTEM ANALYSIS... PREPARING FOR POSSIBLE THREAT... COMPLETE...' A few shield-like objects plated itself along Rumble's arms.
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Post by Kaethe on Jun 24, 2012 20:45:34 GMT -5
Sol popped his wrists in the glow of the lights along his body, and then dimmed. A serious and blank look was hidden on his face through the dark. This was going to be some part of the training, and he’d work around that. He waited patiently, and alert. If people saw him now, it was because they had the technology to pick him out in the silent shadows.
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Post by Lucky on Jun 29, 2012 20:53:32 GMT -5
Marcus glared at the extremly loud robot. "Be quiet please." He said a breif haggered voice. His robotic hand hidden in his poket while his real hand handeled the tiny computer.
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