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"SHIIIITTTT," Ethan screamed as he swerved left to avoid an incoming hovercar.
"Fuck, I swore. I mean-. Damn it!" he thought as he swrved right onto a street. The cops were right behind him, he didn't have to look with the number of airborne hovercopters around him.
"I could just stop and let the cops take me. Then again, I would probably get killed by the obviously dysnfuctional robot on my back right now," he thought.
He could feel her single arm wrapped tightly around him, almost to the point of suffocation. His face slightly blushed at the sensation.
"God, do I really miss the company of woman so much?" he thought shaking his head. "And why did today be the day I get landed with a psychotic cyborgel and one of those lunatic rebels.
As he turned his focus back toward the road he realized that the road had ended and he was going full speed ahead to a brick wall.
"Oh sh-!" he screamed and pushed hard on the brake. The deceleration caused the bottom of the hoverbike to lift up but it was too late.
The bike hit the wall and shattered through it. Pieces of brick and dust flew everywhere. He heard screaming as he felt himself be launched free and crash into a table.
"Afhg," he muffled as he slammed down and onto the ground. He landed face up. Dizzy and disoriented he saw coins, cards, and chips flutter down around him.
"Fuck, I swore. I mean-. Damn it!" he thought as he swrved right onto a street. The cops were right behind him, he didn't have to look with the number of airborne hovercopters around him.
"I could just stop and let the cops take me. Then again, I would probably get killed by the obviously dysnfuctional robot on my back right now," he thought.
He could feel her single arm wrapped tightly around him, almost to the point of suffocation. His face slightly blushed at the sensation.
"God, do I really miss the company of woman so much?" he thought shaking his head. "And why did today be the day I get landed with a psychotic cyborgel and one of those lunatic rebels.
As he turned his focus back toward the road he realized that the road had ended and he was going full speed ahead to a brick wall.
"Oh sh-!" he screamed and pushed hard on the brake. The deceleration caused the bottom of the hoverbike to lift up but it was too late.
The bike hit the wall and shattered through it. Pieces of brick and dust flew everywhere. He heard screaming as he felt himself be launched free and crash into a table.
"Afhg," he muffled as he slammed down and onto the ground. He landed face up. Dizzy and disoriented he saw coins, cards, and chips flutter down around him.
"Wait wh-," Ethan stuttered before being pushed onto his bike.
"DRIVE!" he heard.
Almost instinctively and out of fear for his life he turned on the engine. The anti-grav unit hummed to life and the bike lifted up. He stepped on the pedal, and they accelerated out of the alleyway.
"Shoo-!" he yelled as a car pulled up. He swerved to the right. The car honked and shrieked to a halt. The metal container attached to the bike carrying all the scrap metal Ethan collected slammed into the car. The magnetic connectors tore loose and the container ricocheted into a wall.
"God damn it! My loot!" he yelled looking backward and pushed the pedal, accelerating down the road. Strangely enough, the crazy guy was being carried along through some watery cocoon.
"Lee! I don't know what you are doing, and we, well I'm still in trouble, but I don't want to get involved with something worse so you should really let that guy go!" he yelled swerving through traffic.
"DRIVE!" he heard.
Almost instinctively and out of fear for his life he turned on the engine. The anti-grav unit hummed to life and the bike lifted up. He stepped on the pedal, and they accelerated out of the alleyway.
"Shoo-!" he yelled as a car pulled up. He swerved to the right. The car honked and shrieked to a halt. The metal container attached to the bike carrying all the scrap metal Ethan collected slammed into the car. The magnetic connectors tore loose and the container ricocheted into a wall.
"God damn it! My loot!" he yelled looking backward and pushed the pedal, accelerating down the road. Strangely enough, the crazy guy was being carried along through some watery cocoon.
"Lee! I don't know what you are doing, and we, well I'm still in trouble, but I don't want to get involved with something worse so you should really let that guy go!" he yelled swerving through traffic.
Ha ha k, its alright. I think both of the people on my mission are gone though.
I am here. Though at this moment I can't get my spirit up for the rp quite yet ^^ I like to try and wait for my mood to be just right to make the story posts so that no one feels I'm slighting the mood of the rp.
_EDIT
Say, does anyone here have skype?
Yep, I've got a seperate account from my personal one for RP and roll20 purposes.
Ethan was astounded. "What the? Since when do Cyborgels question their orders?" he wondered.
He kept edging back to his bike. "I can't just leave her here, if she falls to rebel hands and Desium OPSEC tracks down who altered her programming... Plus the crazy man wants her. Who knows what sort of weird nefarious purpose they would use her for," he thought. "Damn it. Why today! Why did it have to be today!"
With his right hand behind his back, he opened up his holopanel. He could feel his thumb rest easy over a red button.
He looked at her and then at the crazy man in the raincoat. It was obvious that the crazy wanted the Cyborgel. If he surrendered her he would probably get shot. If he ran he would likely get shot, regardless of what the crazy man said. You couldn't trust crazy men.
Decision points and courses of action raced through his head. "Screw it," he thought and thumbed down the button.
The holopanel immediately began to send a distress signal to all nearby police units. "In a few seconds, this place will be crawling with police. Just gotta not get shot until then. And figure out a way to have them not investigate the Cyborgel," Ethan thought.
He turned his head to the Cyborgel Lee again. "Look, you need to come with me. That man needs a lot of help. Probably mental help. You shouldn't listen to anything he says," he said.
Do we have to wait for the next update to continue a conversation between players? (Like what's happening between me and pure.)
We can continue conversing.
Ethan saw the dots of Lee’s eyes shrink. She raised a hand to the back side of the alley.
“I didn’t say anything wrong di-?” he thought when he felt the rain suddenly stop pouring.
“Wha-?” he thought when the water droplets fell not down but flew to the side. He felt the sudden rush of the liquid particles against his face, as they flew in the direction of Lee’s hand.
“Whoa shoot!” he yelled as he tripped backwards on a garbage bag.
The impact hurt and Ethan’s sense of smell was violated by the smell of rotten food and other nauseatingly noxious odors.
“Ow..,” he thought and rubbed his head.
“Lee I do not mean you harm!” he yelled out.
At that moment he heard the sound of wet footsteps approach him.
A heavily accented voice croaked, "Angel of Heaven indeed! How humanity managed to defeat you is beyond me."
The approaching figure became clearer as he stepped into the light. It was a man in a yellow rainsuit with a pistol in his hand."Worry not, I am not your enemy.You are lucky, my friend, to have found such a fine angel. I assume you are going to keep her?"
Ethan looked at the man in the rainsuit. His eyes widened as he holstered his pistol. “Oh crud,” Ethan thought. Only one kind of person carried those old weapons. “He’s a revolutionary, one of the crazies.”
“Look man, I don’t really want trouble around here. I’m just a honest mechanic doing my job,” Ethan replied.
His thoughts raced with what he should do. “I can’t send out an emergency call to police. If they took Lee and knew I’d tampered with programming…” he thought. The image of visored and emotionless faces of Desium OPSEC personnel flashed in his head.
“Lee, come with me,” he whispered towards her, his eyes still looking at the man’s pistol.
He stressed out. “Dude, I’m just gonna go and get this unit to a repair station. I don’t really have anything to do with your conflict with Desium Corp. Just trying to make an honest living, “ he said and started walking back towards his hoverbike.
“I didn’t say anything wrong di-?” he thought when he felt the rain suddenly stop pouring.
“Wha-?” he thought when the water droplets fell not down but flew to the side. He felt the sudden rush of the liquid particles against his face, as they flew in the direction of Lee’s hand.
“Whoa shoot!” he yelled as he tripped backwards on a garbage bag.
The impact hurt and Ethan’s sense of smell was violated by the smell of rotten food and other nauseatingly noxious odors.
“Ow..,” he thought and rubbed his head.
“Lee I do not mean you harm!” he yelled out.
At that moment he heard the sound of wet footsteps approach him.
A heavily accented voice croaked, "Angel of Heaven indeed! How humanity managed to defeat you is beyond me."
The approaching figure became clearer as he stepped into the light. It was a man in a yellow rainsuit with a pistol in his hand."Worry not, I am not your enemy.You are lucky, my friend, to have found such a fine angel. I assume you are going to keep her?"
Ethan looked at the man in the rainsuit. His eyes widened as he holstered his pistol. “Oh crud,” Ethan thought. Only one kind of person carried those old weapons. “He’s a revolutionary, one of the crazies.”
“Look man, I don’t really want trouble around here. I’m just a honest mechanic doing my job,” Ethan replied.
His thoughts raced with what he should do. “I can’t send out an emergency call to police. If they took Lee and knew I’d tampered with programming…” he thought. The image of visored and emotionless faces of Desium OPSEC personnel flashed in his head.
“Lee, come with me,” he whispered towards her, his eyes still looking at the man’s pistol.
He stressed out. “Dude, I’m just gonna go and get this unit to a repair station. I don’t really have anything to do with your conflict with Desium Corp. Just trying to make an honest living, “ he said and started walking back towards his hoverbike.
"Missing a part of herself? Sounds like damage to the information-storage side of her organic motherboard." he thought.
Ethan shook her hand. "Lee. That is a pre-," he started, before she shifted away with an embarrassed look. He saw her stumble over a few trash bins before sweeping a dirty sheet around her bare body.
"Wow. Did she just express embarrassment right now? Cyborgels always come to the repair bay with their clothing stripped and I don't think I have ever seen one express distress at not wearing clothes. Her human-like reactions are incredible!" he thought.
Small litter bots crawled around making beeping and whirling noises as they picked up garbage. Ethan stood there curiously looking at the Cyborgel.
"This would be a pretty unique opportunity. I wonder if I could bring her into the maintenance bay. If I remove the motherboard component and replicate her programming then the findings could take Cyborgels to the next level. Maybe if I publish them I'll be elevated to full citizenship status!" he thought.
He smirked a little as he imagined a life in a sandy paradise. With clean water, clean beaches, real food, real women...
However, his smirk faded into a frown. "But it doesn't seem right. She probably has an owner. I would be doing something illegal. I could end up in prison if Desium Corp OP-SEC knew I altered programming on Corporation property," he thought.
"Plus I dunno it just seems..," He looked at the obviously scared looking figure in front of him. The fact that she was cringing in the back alley, naked and fearful, while all he considered profiting off her, made him feel like a terrible person.
He shook his head. "Man, Ethan snap out of it," he thought. "Remember it is only a biological robot. She is not actually a person. She is not actually conscious. All her actions are programmed reactions. She is only an advanced physical manifestation of a computer program."
As the robots crawled around. Ethan thought through the internal debate over what to do in the situation.
"Bah, I'll just take her to my work station. I'll find some way to fix up the memory issues if I can and maybe replicate her program without dissecting her and feeling so terrible. Not saying I should terrible, but it would rest easier on my conscience if I don't go that way," he thought and sighed.
In the corner Ethan heard the long winded cry of a litter-bot in distress. He ignored it, "Must've run into something. Damn things have some horrible locomotive rendering for trash collectors."
The rain continued to splash onto the ground around them. Ethan slicked a hand through his now thoroughly drenched hair. "Now how to get her to come with me?" he thought.
Ethan came up with an idea. "Um.. Cyborgel Lee," he began. "You need to uhhh...accompany me to a station for immediate maintenance and repairs. Please uh.. follow me for uh.. transportation tot he nearest maintenance bay.
"Whoa! That was sudden," he thought as the Cyborangel shrunk back. The cable attached to her and his holopad came loose as she hit the wall.
He looked at her and felt a sense of pity. Her posture, the terrified look on her face, her trembling voice reflected genuine fear.
Ethan's expression turned sad. He was about to lift a hand to comfort her, but stopped and shook his head. The expression of pity quickly turned into sadness.
"Damn! I haven't seen an Cyborangel ever express such vibrantly explicit emotions. Looks like the upgrades work. Her entire reaction was so vivid that she almost made me think she was a real person!" he thought.
A small smirk developed on his face. "Ethan Everux you really outdid yourself with this one," he muttered to himself.
He took a step forward and offered a hand. "This is unreal! For an organic robot I feel like I'm actually talking to a living individual and not some reactive machine. I wonder how well her AI works in reacting to human emotions. Only one way to find out," he thought happily.
"Don't worry! I'm Ethan. What is your name?" he asked.
He looked at her and felt a sense of pity. Her posture, the terrified look on her face, her trembling voice reflected genuine fear.
Ethan's expression turned sad. He was about to lift a hand to comfort her, but stopped and shook his head. The expression of pity quickly turned into sadness.
"Damn! I haven't seen an Cyborangel ever express such vibrantly explicit emotions. Looks like the upgrades work. Her entire reaction was so vivid that she almost made me think she was a real person!" he thought.
A small smirk developed on his face. "Ethan Everux you really outdid yourself with this one," he muttered to himself.
He took a step forward and offered a hand. "This is unreal! For an organic robot I feel like I'm actually talking to a living individual and not some reactive machine. I wonder how well her AI works in reacting to human emotions. Only one way to find out," he thought happily.
"Don't worry! I'm Ethan. What is your name?" he asked.
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