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Wait, the tank is still at Beacon? Did Marcus die? I can't keep track of how the vanished cast members got written out.


I think he just had to go home for some reason. We didn't send him to an early grave that's for certain. How does canon matter when one is looking for inspiration to produce art? xD
@NarayanK Unsubtle is Marcus' tank. And I thought I had memory issues ;P
@NarayanK Would like to see how you tackle something different, so how about the Elegantly Unsubtle? =D
Profile's in rework after talking with shiny. The X I just used as a cosmetic thing, I like the 'sharper' looks is all xD
I thought Shiro was the burrito to be eaten >_>
@Shiny Keldeo @Duthguy: You have no idea.

I've been thinking about a heavily modified car actually, with different engine and whatnot rather than just a tune up. How'd you judge that?
If they're doing quarter mile only that would be fine, but on a normal race, what if someone wants to play dirty and, for example, try to crash another driver? I say give it a shot for us to just write the outcome, and if that doesn't work then try to invent a system. *shrug*
@Lucius Cypher If Gren only has like ten percent of his actual flesh left wouldn't that mean his aura would drop in tandem. The more robotics the less aura. I mean the ability for a machine to generate aura was cutting edge, and only existed in a single prototype of highly classified Atlas tech. Gren's robotics are comparatively archaic and even allowing for the inevitable self upgrades getting to the level where his cybernetics could generate aura shouldn't be possible for the position he was in.


Well in canon the aura is the manifestation of a soul, which depending on what philosophy/religion/... you subscribe to can have nothing to do with the body whatsoever. Ironwood is a halfman and didn't seem any worse off.
Diamond - Food delivery

Checking the time as she walked out of the café, Diamond tried to plan her day. She promised the guys lunch and now she booked an extracurricular at six in the afternoon. That took care of the afternoon, which left her with the entire morning full of nothing to do. Sure, there was homework to be done, but what needed to be handed over on Monday she could manage tomorrow, and the rest through the week.

She briefly entertained the thought of doing absolutely nothing and spending the day in bed, but then an idea popped into her head. Looking over the messages again Diamond made a shopping list and set off to the store. It would be easy to just have the food ordered somewhere, but she was feeling generous. As she walked she texted an old friend if she could borrow his kitchen.

Showing up at McGuinness’ half an hour later and weighted with grocery bags, she gave Desmond her greetings. “Cooking for an army, Diamond?” the innkeep snickered.

“An army of cripples perhaps. I can’t very well leave them on hospital food though, can I? The place free?” Diamond asked.

“It is, there’s only dullness before lunchtime in this business. Help yourself, but don’t leave a mess!”


Infirmary

It took her the better part of the time she had left until lunch, but Diamond found cooking strangely relaxing. It was of course a complete torture not to eat most of what she made, but alas if she shown up empty handed the rest of her team would probably bite her head off - maybe literally, depending on just how hungry they were.

Getting the food past the head nurse turned out to be less troubling than she thought it would - she simply asked and was given a green light - after all she did make sure what she brought was a balanced diet. Well, maybe not the cookies, but she wouldn’t hand those over before Emerald ate something worthwhile.

The smell of the food arrived shortly before she did. Knocking on the doorframe she raised the bag: “Somebody ordered food?”

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