pure493

Obsolete Angels

<Snipped quote by pure493> Missed this, yes that's fine. Since there are other players in the area though, wait a day for their response before attempting to move her ^^

@ReaptheMusic

Turns out Ethan decided to simply repair her on the spot, with a few minor tweaks although what the adjustments do will be up to you ^_^.

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"What the f-!" Ethan yelped as he heard the sudden noise behind him. He dropped a circular gear that he had been examining and jumped back to the wall. He saw two hands reach out from the darkness. "Back-Back!" he yelled and waved the light from his holopad ahead. "A cyborangel!?" he whispered under his breath, as the figure was illuminated. His thoughts rushed furiously as he looked at the pale green figure. It's movements and voice were erratic. A cacophony of sound uttered from its mouth while it swung its hands about. Suddenly, in a last desperate mechanical whir it slumped forward, motionless. He raised a hand and grasped his head. "Man! That scared me for a second. Ha ha... Ha ha...," he said in relief. As the panic rush died down, Ethan walked over the Cyborangel curiously. " A cyborangel! Just lying out on the street like this," he thought. He crouched down and examined its face. It had a pretty girlish face and figure despite the dirt and grime that lined the contours of its pale skin. Its green hair was covered in muck and tangled with bits of trash. The body was slouched forward completely motionless. "It really is a shame they leave a cool-looking cyborangel like you out in a dump like this. Guess some people just don't appreciate a work of art like you. I really don't get why they think those new mechs are so much better. They are just glorified robots, all metal and no bio," he whispered. The comatose figure showed no signs of consciousness except the rhythmic burble of "SYSTEM REBOOT" coming from its mouth. An alarm suddenly sounded from his holopad. "Shoot! I gotta get back to work," he thought looking at the alert. Ethan got up and was about to rush for his holobike. As he stood up however he looked back at the comatose figure of the Cyborangel. It lay there with a sad expression, rainwater sliding down in droplets from its body. He looked back at the alarm on his holopad and then back at the Cyborangel. His eyes narrowed, thoughts racing in his head. "Man, screw it. I probably won't get a chance like this for a while. Boss-guy can wait, I have a perfect record this month. He can't do anything if I'm late just once," he sighed and crouched down next to the pale figure. He put on a set of goggles from his belt and pulled out the latest mechanic multi-tool. "Alright, baby," he said putting on his goggles. "I don't know who threw you away, but they certainly didn't do you justice. Your kind has a soft spot in my heart, so at the very least I'm gonna fix you up. I'm even gonna add my own personal upgrade to ya. Then you should be able to find your way back to your owner, and show how much better you are compared to those creepy mechs." The goggles immediately scanned the Cyborangel and began providing specs in his vision. "Hm...Right... over.... here," he muttered fumbling with his tools. He removed a small compartment above the ear of the Cyborangel with a magneto-screw. It revealed a set of ports. Ethan plugged a cable into one port and connected it to his holopanel. His holopad whirred as it began to do a scan of the internal circuitry. Panels full of data began to pop up. "Well, the physical structure is stable, and there is no damage to internal components," he thought. "Software is all jacked up though, I wonder who programmed this Cyborangel? Haven't seen such lazy coding in a while." His device hummed again. A Panel titled "Install Program?" with the buttons "Yes" and "No" popped up. Ethan tapped yes. "This might be illegal," he whispered at the comatose figure. "But you know what, nobody gives a damn about the laws here anyway. Here goes nothing." An installation progress bar popped up, immediately jumping to 1%. "I've always wanted to test this out. Cyborangels have an organic motherboard, sorta like a brain, that give commands to the rest of its body. For some reason, they all have static dispenser rods attached which do nothing but dampen and jumble signals in it," he thought watching the progress bar go up to 40%. "The program should disable all the static dispensers, which in turn should give a boost in mental faculties. I don't really see a point to having them there. All they do is mess with additional cognitive capabilities. I wonder who built them in the first place, it is almost like they intentionally wanted the Cyborangels dumbed down." As the bar reached 80% a message popped up. Ethan read it. "Huh, that is weird. Looks like whoever programmed this one accidentally attached a dispenser to the motor movement area of the brain instead of the cortex. That would explain why this Cyborangel was thrown away. Also means that additional thought-processes were working but whatever. Can't really be effective here if you can barely walk or move your arm without spazzing out." He clicked a few buttons and the bar resumed going from 80% to 85% and 90%. In a few seconds it reached 100% and a "Installation Complete" panel popped up. "Well! That should do the trick, all I gotta do now is wait for it to reboot" Ethan thought. He then expectantly looked at the Cyborangel's comatose body, waiting for it to return to life.

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@Aeonumbra I have to remind you that this is still a 'Casual RP', if not an advanced casual rp. *squints* so cut back on those massive walls of text. My poor little eyes cannot deal. Also thank you, I appreciate that you went through those, but it's clear that you didn't even read my rules. *squinting intensifies* You're my buddy Aeo but you don't get special treatment. Let me know when you have read the rules and made the necessary 'altercations'

@ReaptheMusic

I got my response read to go soon. Before I post though is it ok if Ethan fixes up the Cyborangel?

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Hmm.. I forgot she is still wailing. I probably should have had Ethan leave his headphones in.

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DESIUM CORP WORKING FOR YOU TO BUILD A BETT- That was all Ethan could make out from the holo panel as he rushed down the street on his hoverbike. He shifted in his dirty green overalls. The Desium Corp. logo stitched onto the overall over his chest was itchy. The lettering “Services Division” was made of some old material that felt uncomfortable on bare skin. His short blonde hair fluttered with the wind and droplets of grime and motor oil flew off it onto the ground behind him. Two small earpieces blasted his favorite millenial rock song, drowning out the sound of everything else. The engine of his hoverbike hummed. Blue light glowed from its magnetic levitators and left a pale hue against the black road. A metal box hovered behind it, magnetically tied to the bike and full of rusted parts, broken pieces, and general scrap metal. “Great, I wonder what smart-ass admin decided it would be a good idea to have it rain today,” Ethan thought. He sniffed his nose at the caustic smell of asphalt. “Well time to sift for more junk. If only my lousy boss would requisition the right parts. And at the right time. Then I wouldn’t have to spend all morning doing this so I can get everything repaired on time. And maybe released on time. Honestly, I don’t get why I’m going out for this. I should have reclassed years ago,” he thought. He let out a sigh as he passed building after building. The LED logos and the holographic panels on them blurred into a lightshow as he sped down the road. He looked around. The streets were empty save a few citizens ahead. They walked down cheerfully, protected by the rain above by their savy new Mechangels. They floated along moving in a mechanical nature. They and their citizens paid no attention to Ethan as he drove by. His brows furrowed and his mouth contorted in jealousy at the citizens. He took another glance at the new robotic servants. “Creepy Mechs, honestly I don’t know why everyone thinks they are so good,” he wondered. He pressed on the brakes right in front of a dark alleyway. He opened up his holopad and marked the spot off. “Alright, this outta be the last place I check before I head back. Let’s see what we can scrape up,” he thought. He took off his earplugs and turned the music off. Whistling, he thumbed a few buttons on his holopad. It began to glow white, lighting up the pathway in front of him. He looked into the alleyway. He immediately identified a pile of garbage bags rested against the wall on the right. An empty trashbin lay on its side in the middle of the pathway. “Perfect! Looks like the trash-bots haven’t come in yet,” he thought turning the light towards the garbage bags. He grimaced at the sudden overpowering stench. "Maybe they don't come often enough," he added. Everything else in the alleyway remained dark as the light illuminated the black bags. “Hope I get lucky. All I ask is a carbonite 2x2 chip or some Silicate wiring. I could definitely use another lumine panel, or mayb…,” his thoughts wandered as he stepped forward.

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Going to be putting my first post up in a moment!

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<Snipped quote by pure493> Alright then, he's accepted ^^ Go ahead and put him in the characters tab.

@ReaptheMusic

Done!

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Name: Ethan Everux Gender: Male Character Type: Human; Not a full citizen but works for Desium Corp. Appearance: Ethan is a blond, caucasian male who is 5'11. His eyes are a dark brown. His hair is short and often dirty from the residue in the repairshop. On the job he wears a wifebeater, loose trousers, and an old set of military boots he bought from the local exchange store. The work gloves he uses are a size too big for his hands. When he is off-work he typically switches to a set of more fashionable clothes. He enjoys wearing tight-fitting blue-jeans or tan-chinos complimented by a button-up shirt with rolled sleeves. Career: Mechanic for Desium Corp. Skills: Technical Knowledge of Desium Corp. Goods: Ethan is extremely knowledgable on most products that come from the Desium Corp. which are pretty much all the products in the world. He gets this knowledge from his daily routine which consists of receiving faulty goods and repairing them to be refurbished or returned. He has worked with anything from guns, cars, computers, musical instruments, portable stoves, and even some Cybergels. If Desium Corp. makes it then Ethan can identify it, figure out how to fix it, and have a relatively good idea of how it works. Supernatural Abilities: N/A Personality: Messy, Loud-mouth, Cheerful, Idealist, Sympathetic Bio: Ethan was born a few years before the arrival of the "demons" in the city of Hong Kong. He can trace his genealogy back to the first British colonists of the 19th Century. His mother is an english teacher for the local school. He never knew his father and his mother never spoke of him. Ethan and his mother lived in a small two room apartment in the old highrises of the city. Always the curious child he eagerly explored the mostly abandoned highrise. He would spend his childhood with the local street urchins walking up the stairs and exploring abandoned rooms. By the time he was fifteen he began to explore the city itself on his own. Because his mother was often busy teaching, Ethan had the freedom to go where he pleased when he pleased. One day he saw a media outlet from the Desium Corp. on the lives of citizens on a large digital screen. Ethan was bewitched by the sight of the lives of those privelaged people. The clean air, clean water, and most importantly the Cyborgels. The mechanical marvels resembled the sky horrors that supposedly brought death and destruction when Ethan was young, but they were nothing like them. They brought capabilities that improved the lives of any human that had one. Everything was improved by having a cyborgel. He dreamed of living the lives of those people in that commercial. Coming from a household with a meager income, becoming a citizen became his goal. His new goal caused a rift between him and his mother, who had strong and harsh feelings towards Desium Corp. The two would fight about this nonstop until Ethan turned eighteen and ran from his home. Eventually, he found transportation to one of the new cities. Stepping into the employment center he immediately applied for a job, intent on climbing the social ladder and becoming a full citizen. He was given a test, he took it, and was emplaced in the Services Division, as a mechanic. It was a decision that Ethan came to have conflicted feelings about. His boss was a fat old administrator who sits on his desk napping. Hours were long and the work was grueling. Part orders were always delayed so items would never be fixed on time, which reflected poorly on Ethan's records and took him further from his dream. However, he found that he had a knack for repairing damaged items and jerry-rigging things to work. He loved working with any and all products from the Desium Corp. Each damaged product was a complex puzzle that appealed to his need to solve problems. In the mornings he would go out to the nearby junkyards to recover anything useful, and would work all afternoon, with a smile, fixing things. Sometimes he would even receive damaged Cyborgels. He would shake and jump in excitement with every opportunity he got to work with one. He studied their strange organic-metal biology. Questions like "How do they work?" "What makes them move?" spun in his mind. Every chance he got to work on the Cyborgel he would burn the midnight oil, learning as much as he could out of the mechanical marvel, while trying to repair its fault. Although he was still far from his dream of living the life of a full citizen, Ethan found fulfillment in the present as a mechanic. Likes: Cigarettes/Cigars Fresh Water Birds Cyborgels Dislikes: Mechangels His Boss Dairy Products Dogs Theme Song: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=SbWXXzEYsRM Other: None REBORN

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Ethan believes that Mechangels are a step backwards in progress. The biggest appeal Cyborangels have to Ethan is their unique techno-organic composition, and that once they are made they will continue to function and serve. He sees a story with each Cyborangel that he works on. Every small notch, damaged component, and broken piece tells a part of its tale and Ethan feels good knowing that he is repairing something that will go out to do great things. He almost thinks of them as individuals without being aware of it. Mechangels on the other hand, feel cold and lifeless to Ethan. Whenever they arrive at his shop they are branded obsolete because a new model pops up. The old ones are immediately decommissioned (cannibalized for parts) when he receives them. Ethan thinks there is no real story to be told in a mechangel. They are a simple cog in a machine. He probably wouldn't have cared unless it was for the fact that Mechangels are gradually replacing Cyborangels.

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Name: Ethan Everux Gender: Male Character Type: Human; Not a full citizen but works for Desium Corp. Appearance:

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Ethan is a blond, caucasian male who is 5'11. His eyes are a dark brown. His hair is short and often dirty from the residue in the repairshop. On the job he wears a wifebeater, loose trousers, and an old set of military boots he bought from the local exchange store. The work gloves he uses are a size too big for his hands. When he is off-work he typically switches to a set of more fashionable clothes. He enjoys wearing tight-fitting blue-jeans or tan-chinos complimented by a button-up shirt with rolled sleeves. Career: Mechanic for Desium Corp. Skills: Technical Knowledge of Desium Corp. Goods: Ethan is extremely knowledgable on most products that come from the Desium Corp. which are pretty much all the products in the world. He gets this knowledge from his daily routine which consists of receiving faulty goods and repairing them to be refurbished or returned. He has worked with anything from guns, cars, computers, musical instruments, portable stoves, and even some Cybergels. If Desium Corp. makes it then Ethan can identify it, figure out how to fix it, and have a relatively good idea of how it works. Supernatural Abilities: N/A Personality: Messy, Loud-mouth, Cheerful, Idealist, Sympathetic Bio: Ethan was born a few years before the arrival of the "demons" in the city of Hong Kong. He can trace his genealogy back to the first British colonists of the 19th Century. His mother is an english teacher for the local school. He never knew his father and his mother never spoke of him. Ethan and his mother lived in a small two room apartment in the old highrises of the city. Always the curious child he eagerly explored the mostly abandoned highrise. He would spend his childhood with the local street urchins walking up the stairs and exploring abandoned rooms. By the time he was fifteen he began to explore the city itself on his own. Because his mother was often busy teaching, Ethan had the freedom to go where he pleased when he pleased. One day he saw a media outlet from the Desium Corp. on the lives of citizens on a large digital screen. Ethan was bewitched by the sight of the lives of those privelaged people. The clean air, clean water, and most importantly the Cyborgels. The mechanical marvels resembled the sky horrors that supposedly brought death and destruction when Ethan was young, but they were nothing like them. They brought capabilities that improved the lives of any human that had one. Everything was improved by having a cyborgel. He dreamed of living the lives of those people in that commercial. Coming from a household with a meager income, becoming a citizen became his goal. His new goal caused a rift between him and his mother, who had strong and harsh feelings towards Desium Corp. The two would fight about this nonstop until Ethan turned eighteen and ran from his home. Eventually, he found transportation to one of the new cities. Stepping into the employment center he immediately applied for a job, intent on climbing the social ladder and becoming a full citizen. He was given a test, he took it, and was emplaced in the Services Division, as a mechanic. It was a decision that Ethan came to have conflicted feelings about. His boss was a fat old administrator who sits on his desk napping. Hours were long and the work was grueling. Part orders were always delayed so items would never be fixed on time, which reflected poorly on Ethan's records and took him further from his dream. However, he found that he had a knack for repairing damaged items and jerry-rigging things to work. He loved working with any and all products from the Desium Corp. Each damaged product was a complex puzzle that appealed to his need to solve problems. In the mornings he would go out to the nearby junkyards to recover anything useful, and would work all afternoon, with a smile, fixing things. Sometimes he would even receive damaged Cyborgels. He would shake and jump in excitement with every opportunity he got to work with one. He studied their strange organic-metal biology. Questions like "How do they work?" "What makes them move?" spun in his mind. Every chance he got to work on the Cyborgel he would burn the midnight oil, learning as much as he could out of the mechanical marvel, while trying to repair its fault. Although he was still far from his dream of living the life of a full citizen, Ethan found fulfillment in the present as a mechanic. Likes: Cigarettes/Cigars Fresh Water Birds Cyborgels Dislikes: Mechangels His Boss Dairy Products Dogs Theme Song: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=SbWXXzEYsRM Other: None REBORN