Rylonia

Genesis Ex Machina

Alright, we're going to need to figure out what's going on here guys. It's gotten to the point where we're basically getting a post a week up. I get that it's getting into the holidays, but everyone is coming online and being around for quite a while without posting, and I have a hard time believing that "The Holidays" are what's holding people back for weeks at a time.

It's getting too quiet and too slow. We're still basically in the start of the RP without much having been able to happen. None of this was meant to last this long. If someone is unable to continue, please say so, don't leave it up to us to sit around waiting for you to post for a week while you don't say anything. You have three other people waiting. If you need to drop, drop, if you are having something holding you back or can't post, say so.

We can't keep doing this whole, week long silence thing or the RP is just going to be dropped and die.

Genesis Ex Machina

The little machine blinked its eyes, the lights of the big, glasses looking bulbs visibly disappearing and reappearing, as if the core was actually using them as a means to see. Whatever their cores were, they seemed capable of making use of things in very diverse ways, such as using light bulbs as eyes, and actually being able to see from them. It squinted, some shutters closing over its eyes as it pulled itself up, and looked closely at the three, one at a time. First to 01, then 03, and lastly to 02.

"Not Varden you say? You certainly look like Varden. Why should I believe you are any different, and you don't just want me to lead you back home? Ah but you know GF? Well you couldn't know of him without already having been home yes? Okay, I will believe you. Perhaps my life is not over just yet." He pulled himself up, and dusted himself off, although all this managed to do was scrape some rust off. "What, wires cut, oh yes I must have... uhm, nothing to worry about, certainly. I can fix it!"

He wobbled over to the wires, and went around behind the structure they were on, only to appear on top a moment later, having climbed up from behind. He started pulling up the wires, and sorting them out one by one, working on the radio box specifically. "This building? Yes it should be empty. The Varden, they use it for, housing. Comfort, most likely. When a Varden travels, for example, from the other end of the city, to this side. Their journey can take an entire day to get here. They do not wish to turn around and make the trip again to return right away. They stay here instead. But they should have left. I wouldn't know, I was... indisposed."

It drooped a bit. "Truth be told, when the glass broke, it was very sudden. There was a spark of light in the sky, and I was trying to look up to see what it could have been. Then, things came crashing through the glass. It was rather surprising. I may have, fell from the shock. My leg, got wrapped up in the cables somehow. Must have yanked them from the box when I fell too, and then after a few hours of dangling, and having no clue what was going on, I decided to simply power down for a while. That if someone was going to find me, there was little I could do powered up that could not be done while powered down. Helpless, to say the least. Oh, yes I ma getting sidetracked. If something broke through the barrier, this place could become unsafe. The outside, you see, it's not safe. The air, Varden can't breath it. You can't breath it either, I would wager. Varden or not!" He noted one of them wearing a mask. "Certainly one of you has the right idea! But there is more to it than that. Do you know of the Varden? What they are? Raised as soldiers! But everything else too. Varden are given freedom, and choice. They can be what they want. A construction worker, a store clerk, a dancer or an artist! But they are coded to be soldiers. It is in their blood you see. If something goes wrong, every Varden in the city can be recalled and reformed. They all know it, it's no secret. Every single Varden, no matter how they live their life, can be turned into a fully functional soldier just like that. It would just take the right, event... for them to do it."

Of course he had gotten confirmation they didn't know everything about the Varden. He didn't simply start rambling off exposition without purpose. "The light, it must have been the barrier no doubt. Something fell through it, and then shattered the glass next. There are no Varden who would help us... each and every one of them is waiting for a war against machines that will never come. Look at us... do you think we can fight? GF, GF yes! You mentioned him. He could fight. One day, long ago. It has been a long time. But once, he was different. He was the only warrior among us. Able to fight so many Varden at once, they couldn't stop him! He found us, one by one. Brought us here. Hmm, am I rambling again?"

Rambling seemed to be a part of his work process as just then the radio he was working on sparked to life. "Ah hah, there we are! It is done." The machine picked something up, and clicked it onto its body followed by a quick "Tower, checking in. Yes... mhm, uh huh. Oh really. Is that so. I see, yes yes... what? Oh, nothing to worry about. Mishap. All is well." The one sided conversation continued for a short time, before he looked up at the three. "Oh, yes, certainly." He took some more of the small devices, and held it out to them. "Here, put these in your ear. Not too deep! We took these from the Varden. Communication devices. You should be able to contact me anytime you need to, wherever it is you are going next... And I can patch you through to GF, for example so you can speak to him if you want, or, need to. Yes, sorry, rambling again. Uhm, questions, yes! He said to share information with you. What, do you need to know?"

With the whole city around them, the one thing that stood out most was that spire in the center, and the light at the top which seemed to be spilling into the sky above.

With a whole world before them, new potential allies, and no doubt a wealth of information in this little machine who had been atop this tower, or at least had regularly been atop it, for thirty years... the one question would no doubt nag at all three girl's minds.

Why were they here, and what were they supposed to do?

Genesis Ex Machina

Been a few days here, need some updates.

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That's alright, these next couple months are going to be pretty heavy on the holiday events for a while, what with thanksgiving, halloween, christmas, new years, all that coming up.

By the by, the robot basically looks like a rusty gir.

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The little machine did look damaged in obvious ways, but as they suspected it was very difficult to tell what was actual damage, and what was just 'natural' for them, if that word could be used. This machine's body was made up of rusted pipes, broken gears, and broken metal containers. Its head for example looked like a big metal bowl with an antenna sticking out, and all overs its body little holes could be found. It looked more as if rust had eaten away at the body making these holes, and it wasn't crazy to imagine that the parts that made up its body were this damage before being attached to the little guy.

But they would have less time to wonder about how to awaken it, as after tampering with it for a bit, making it shift side to side, its eyes, which looked like big bulbs, would slowly brighten up to glow with the same golden light in its core, before it eyed the three of them, and almost instantly went into a panic, flailing in the cables. And then that panic swiftly turned into illogical bravery.

"AH, VARDEN... ARMORLESS VARDEN!!! YOU WANT TO FIGHT? I'LL TAKE YOU ALL ON! C'MERE AND GIVE ME ALL YOU GOT, I'LL SHOW YOU WHAT A MACHINE CAN DO!" it swung back and forth in the cables, making it very difficult to try and untangle or free from it, but that swinging and wriggling on top of the fact the girls had already been working on untangling it in the first place suddenly released the machine, sending it flying through the air from its own movements as it went right past the girls in an arc over their heads, and landed right on its head with a loud ~CLUNK~. And there it simply rested, lying on its back, arms and legs sprawled out as it stared up into the sky in defeat. Accepting its fate at the hand of the Varden just like that as it came to the end of its emotional roller-coaster, if the mechanical logic it was following could be considered emotions.

Of course it had no way to understand they had come to 'rescue' it, rather than kill it like it suspected. "Woe is me... been up here for thirty years and haven't ever been spotted. Then the glass breaks and now I die. I miss just being a core stuck in the mud with no body. Those were the days..."

The cables seemed to be attached to some equipment up on top of the entryway to the stairwell they had come out of, including an antenna, a radio of some sort... the girls wouldn't know exactly what these things were, but they could get a sense that it was common knowledge what they were and what their purpose was. One of the cables on the radio had been pulled out, which was no doubt why contact had been cut.

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Just going to clarify that the posting order is:

@Zoey White
@Nemaisare
@Raging Fenrir

If only because that's sort of just the order we've slipped into. Most of the time I'll post fourth but sometimes if it's just your characters interacting with one another I won't post at all.

The post order isn't required however. If you feel someone else should post instead and you're having trouble finding something to write down, just say so here and someone else can post ahead of you.

Genesis Ex Machina

Indeed, the airships overhead were scanning all around with their search lights at the buildings around them. Every other one that passed overhead was shining its lights onto the tower they had to climb, so it would probably be suicide to try and climb the outside. Well, as far as they knew anyways. Not knowing the limit of their powers didn't give them much information on what they could, and could not handle. But for the moment, none of that mattered as it seemed they would take the more cautious approach and go through the interior of the building.

Inside the lobby it was pretty clean, with a single desk and a few comfortable looking chairs and sofas here and there, like a lobby of sorts. Yet it didn't seem like anything familiar to the girls, but what certainly did was the stairway that would take them upwards.

From then on... to be honest, no matter what the girls did whether they snuck through the tower one floor at a time, or if they stormed through as quickly as possible, they would encounter nobody, not a soul to be found. The place truly was abandoned, or perhaps the better way of putting it was evacuated.

It wasn't until they reached the top that they would have anything noteworthy happening, as they found their way out onto the roof of the building. The view was... certainly something else. They could see the entire city from the top of this building, and it was massive. Easily a few million people lived in this city, and buildings of all sizes littered the land. They could see in the night, from the lights of the city, that it was one giant circle, and the dome they had been told about above, reaching far over the city to protect it. What little they could see of the land beyond matched the description they had been given. Barren, and dusty looking.

But the main thing to note, was a massive spire in the center of the city, that reached not just up to the dome, but through it, sticking well out the top and into the sky. Whatever it was, it was certainly important.

And then, when they got back on the mission at hand to look around for any missing robots... they wouldn't have to look far before finding a little robot, about as tall as the rest, hanging upsidedown tangled up in wires. It seemed he had fallen off an antenna atop the tower, and gotten himself tangled up in all kinds of cables. He had a large bucket head, with two large round eyes that looked like nerdy glasses. Although for the moment, he didn't seem responsive, eyes closed, and body unmoving. But the golden light of his core still shined, telling the girls he wasn't dead. Just... inactive.

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Week keeps getting longer, but today is a pretty empty day so I'll have a post up later after I get some rest.

Genesis Ex Machina

Howabout Iron Head. With an E on the end, so everyone knows you're not messing around.

Genesis Ex Machina

There wasn't a whole lot going on. At least not down at street level. High above, at least every ten seconds a dropship would cross over the road above the buildings. The shortest building was still ten stories tall, and there were very few alleyways between them. No soldiers were in sight, but the sky was clearly swarming with the dropships. Perhaps the Varden were paranoid, and were making sure they checked every single place they could from the air before setting foot on the ground. Even the team that had been dropped off near the pods was gone, which could be seen a ways down the road.

The tower looked, empty. The lights were on in the main lobby with many glass doors on the front side. The door was even open, if 03 were to check such a thing. But this tower was definitely big. It went up what looked like a hundred floors, and while it would be possible to climb from the outside, it might not be the safest bet. At the same time, 03 couldn't see what awaited them inside past the lobby. For all they knew the entire tower could be swarming with Varden. Then again, all was quiet, and the dropships overhead seemed less than interested in the building. It was probably a safe bet to do either option, as there wasn't any sign of anything, or anyone having gone inside.

For example, with the rain, there would no doubt be footprints leading inside. Which there were clearly none.