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Post by Mage's Brother on Mar 31, 2006 13:59:13 GMT -5
Talon wipes the spewed oil his brow. "Hmmm. Must have missed a joint when I repaired you." He releases Metal's restraints. "You're free to leave. I've gotten everything I wanted." Talon presses his hands against the glass of the bio-metal's tube. He looks at it like a fat-man looks at a buffet. ----------------------------------------------------------------------- T3P0 and R2T2 come up to the kitchen and see the mess. T3P0: Oh my! I must clean this at once! After all, that's the only useful thing I'm programmed to do! R2T2: *BEEEP!* They begin cleaning the room.
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Wez
Former Player
Anti-Prancer
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Post by Wez on Mar 31, 2006 18:26:49 GMT -5
Tails rubbed his arm as he walked slowly down the corridor, looking around. His hands itched to do something and he was having a serious internal lecture at himself. He'd slipped and unbalanced, pulling the trigger and shooting Metal. Was that really a good enough excuse? And what would Sonic think of this? Would he be furious? Would he care? No, of course he'd care, but he'd probably be pretty mad that Tails ever thought going along with one of Talon's ideas was smart. The trouble was, Tails thought ruefully as he wandered without direction, was that he felt like he was stagnating. He'd been with Sonic for a while, and had learned all that his mentor could teach him but, and he felt like a hideous traitor for even letting the thought germinate, that hadn't been much. Sure, Sonic was brave and a skilled fighter, but those weren't areas that Tails really thrived in. He felt frustrated, his workshop full of half formed ideas that he couldn't make work. Sure, he had his successes, but for every one thing that worked, there were ten that didn't. He thought of the storage room stacked full of things he couldn't bring life to. He wanted to learn, and right now, Sonic couldn't fulfil that need. It wasn't really betrayal, right?
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Post by Jamie Lee on Mar 31, 2006 19:16:09 GMT -5
Metal had looked ready to rip his restraints off when Talon released him. He held his temper moreso in surprise by this maneuver, eyes dimming slightly in confusion when he heard Talon speak. "Whab?" he asked, snapping his eyes to where Talon had placed his hand. His eyes dimmed completely back to their normal intensity for a moment, a mix of emotion running through them; foremost being violation and curisoity. "Whab... the hell ib that thing?!"
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Sipp
Former Player
Batman
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Post by Sipp on Mar 31, 2006 22:36:38 GMT -5
Sinew couldn't help but smile, and accepted the offer. He was quite hungry, and it WAS quite tasty.
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Post by Raki on Apr 1, 2006 18:32:20 GMT -5
27 didn't want anymore jam anyway. There were other things in the cupboard, things he'd never seen... or eaten... before. THE KITCHEN WAS A VAST OASIS OF DISCOVERY IN A DESERT OF... uhm... an actual desert (That analogy just went down in flames!) Rummaging around 27 next came to a box of flat biscuit type things... if he could of read, he would of known the box contained peanut butter cookies. But he couldn't read, nor did he care what they were called, all he cared about was that they were GOOD.
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Post by Mage's Brother on Apr 1, 2006 18:39:50 GMT -5
"Do you like it? It's an organic version of you! Notice the quill structures. They're still forming but notice how they format themselves to your shape. It'sn't it beautiful? It's like looking into a mirror and seeing yourself alive, isn't it?"
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Post by Jamie Lee on Apr 1, 2006 19:54:42 GMT -5
Metal turned, looking Talon over good and hard, registering what he had just been told, before returning his gaze to the bio version of himself. His anger at the man momentarily forgotten. He studied silently, scanning over it's details. It... it was disturbing! He shot another quick glance at Talon, then idly raised one of his claws, comparing his hand to the creature's as he turned it over several times. He felt an odd sensation begin to kick about restlessly inside him, something confusing that he couldn't quite identify. It felt like frustration, but it also felt like... something more. As this happened his mind had begun to wonder. Thinking of... possibilities... he knew better than to think of. He caught himself suddenly and came back to reality, feeling vulnurable and uncomfortable. He flexed his claw in agitation as he shifted his gaze back to the man, eyes glowing with a cold anger. "Gib me one goob reason why I shoulg not tear youg apart where youg stand." He was still really, really annoyed at the odd affliction to his voice filter.
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Sipp
Former Player
Batman
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Post by Sipp on Apr 1, 2006 20:06:37 GMT -5
Sinew joined 27 in eating cookies, althought he was more refined and dignified about it.
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Post by Riyami on Apr 1, 2006 20:58:17 GMT -5
Isis had finished her large meal a little while ago, and was now looking over arm slightly. It seems it was moving a lot easier now, it didnt feel quite as heavy as before, this was good, it meant that her metabolisim had enough energy to support herself and the arm for the time being. She takes out the helmet and looks it over, silently admiring it.
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Post by Mage's Brother on Apr 1, 2006 21:06:09 GMT -5
He strokes his chin. Well....Let's think about this here...You're in my base, free to leave at your leisure I assure you. But in my base regardless, among my people, my minions, my traps, my robots, my creations, my WORLD! So you can either attack me here, and be destroyed forever, or you can safely go back to Eggman with your tail tucked between your legs. And speaking of which, without that fox's help capturing you for study would have been very difficult."
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Post by Jamie Lee on Apr 1, 2006 21:32:04 GMT -5
The robot glared angrily, flexing his claw again, wanting desperately to rip both Talon and that--that thing to shreds. But at the risk of his own destruction? That was no good. "Whab is your catch?" he spoke after a long pause, finally taking notice of Talon's new arm with a curious glint "I do nob believe you would go to all thig trouble to obtain my naked blueprints data, which I might add ib my personal property, just to leg me go so easily."
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Post by Mage's Brother on Apr 1, 2006 22:27:38 GMT -5
"Frankly, I've gotten all I needed. Or, all that I particularly wanted. Did you know you have a nano-constructer? Presumably that means there are other forms you could potentiall unlock. You might want to ask Eggman about that." Talon walks to his computer console, and presses a button that opens a hatch on the ceiling leading out.
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Post by Jamie Lee on Apr 1, 2006 23:23:58 GMT -5
"... Nano constructer?" he asked, then realized how he sounded and quickly followed up with "Ob course I knew ob it. They are my systems!" His eyes shifted up toward the exit opening up. Since when did he have a nano constructor?! ... Yes. He certainly would investigate this when he had the chance. He placed his claw back to his side, turning away from Talon and shoving his nose into the air. Then began coughing. He silently hoped that whatever had infected him had spread to Talon's systems now. "You hab no sense of respect to an indevidual's privacy. Or shame, for that matter." he said thickly, eyes beginning to glow with rage again over his feelings of violation. He kicked his jet on and prepared to blast off.
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Post by Mage's Brother on Apr 1, 2006 23:31:46 GMT -5
"You have much to learn Metal. It's not about politeness or decency. It's about thinking about your OWN needs, regardless of authority." Talon points at Metal. "Don't worry Metal. I'm well aware that you intend to go and tattle on Eggman. But let me remind you, that there's only so much your own creator can give you. As is the same with my own creations, there are certain things I would NEVER let them have. Why not think about what YOU want for a change. I'm sure your programming allows that."
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Post by Jamie Lee on Apr 2, 2006 0:20:26 GMT -5
Metal simply imitated a snort, ignoring the odd frustrated prickling sensation he was beginning to get again "What I want ib to serve my Liegsh." he paused, arching his brow and coughing "And your coat is talking."
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Post by Rix on Apr 2, 2006 0:21:02 GMT -5
The small voice rang out from Talon's coat.
"A bad time, Doctor? Entertaining company?"
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Post by Mage's Brother on Apr 2, 2006 0:28:01 GMT -5
Talon puts his coat communicator on hold. "No Metal...thats what Eggman wants. You just watch. When you get back to base he'll powder your nose and compliment you, afraid that you might start wanting to have a will of your own. He's going to butter you up Metal. Make you feel loyal. And them maybe erase your memories. I'll bet he's done that before too. It was not small issue what happened with you betraying Eggman a few years back, or have you not bothered to do any research? Go ahead Metal. I'm letting you go. Go back to your master. Continue living in your precious dreamland of 1's and 0's.And when you do, maybe THEN you can ponder why I told you how unimpressed I am with you. So much potential....and you're just a pathetic sham." Talon turns way. "This is Talon. Who are you and what do you want."
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Post by Rix on Apr 2, 2006 0:30:19 GMT -5
"My my my. Very hasty. You could stand to be a little more polite. My name is Professor Eric Terios Resson. You see, I'm an advanced robotics engineer in the field of true A.I. and I believe we have a common enemy."
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Post by Jamie Lee on Apr 2, 2006 0:56:55 GMT -5
STING.Metal went slightly rigid. That... that was someone else who knew about this aparent bretrayal of his. Someone who as far as he knew had no affiliation to Omega. Did this mean he really...? "Youg are only tryig to manipulate me," the robotic hedgehog snapped defiantly "If I amb free to go than I will tabe my leave now." Before allowing the man to get a further word in, Metal had kicked his thrusters into hyperdrive and was already becomming little more than a spec against the sky. He made sure to take notes of the base's location as he sailed off.
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Post by Mage's Brother on Apr 2, 2006 0:59:12 GMT -5
Talon resumed his other conversation. "I'm terribly sorry about that. I had some business to take care of. Please elaborate."
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Post by Rix on Apr 2, 2006 1:06:07 GMT -5
"Haha, much better. Good to see you do have some manners. Anyway, I speak of the G.U.N. military organization. If you had not had trouble with them in the past, you surely are going to have trouble with them in the future, correct? ...By the way, who was that just now?"
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Post by Mage's Brother on Apr 2, 2006 1:08:58 GMT -5
"GUN? It's almost assured. They sent a modified Sonic robot after me. And I know that....that traitor....isn't smart enough to thwart my every move like that.. And I was just talking to Metal Sonic just now. One of Eggman's robots. Quite an ingenious machine. Perhaps he interests you?"
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Post by Rix on Apr 2, 2006 1:12:58 GMT -5
"Metal Sonic? Heheheh.. he does, indeed. You should have pointed him my way. Anyways, back to business. I have some past conflict with G.U.N. myself, and have a little inside information as I used to work for them. Interested...?"
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Post by Mage's Brother on Apr 2, 2006 1:15:48 GMT -5
"Why not just be forthright and tell me what it is you want from me, hmm? I've got a grudge, and you've got one too. It's the nature of our positions. So tell me what it is you desire, and I'll talk to you from that angle."
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Post by Rix on Apr 2, 2006 1:18:12 GMT -5
"Now now, we can't be too hasty. The fact of the matter is we both have something the other wants, but I'm perfectly happy doing things on my own should you decline. It is my understanding you are a bio-engineer, correct?"
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Post by Mage's Brother on Apr 2, 2006 1:19:52 GMT -5
"Yes indeed. I suppose each of us has out strengths, and that would be my greatest." Talon looks over that the Bio-Metal, which is now fully awake. It taps on the glass gently begging to be let out.
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Post by Rix on Apr 2, 2006 1:22:25 GMT -5
"Indeed. Now, I know about your various gene splicing expiriments... but what of bio-engineering on a smaller scale? A much, much smaller scale. And much, much more deadly, should I be involved."
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Post by Mage's Brother on Apr 2, 2006 1:27:19 GMT -5
"A virus? Good sir, there is NOTHING organic that I can't create. And it just so happens that I have the latest shipment in Black-Arms DNA at my ready disposal."
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Post by Rix on Apr 2, 2006 1:30:30 GMT -5
"Excellent! I could of course just ask you to create a virus, but that sounds extremely boring and cliche. I've had an idea... what if we could control when the virus activates? And perhaps, who it has an effect on? I believe I could lend some of my services. Have you at all worked with cyborgs?"
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Post by Mage's Brother on Apr 2, 2006 1:34:26 GMT -5
Talon looks down at his legs, and his new bionic arm. "You might say that. Although I presume that that question is redundant. If you know how to find me, then you should have already known that answer. And yes, Of course I can control when it activates. It's all a mater of bulking the cell walls for a time delay, or implanting a reproductive trigger, or a catalyst."
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