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Harvest: The ability to take materials of different matter (mechanical or otherwise) and use warp energy to fuse them with its' own body. Scanning these parts, it is able to learn how to use the parts as if they were its' own. Harvesting them.
GM: An ability I wanted to share via pm with you.
GM: An ability I wanted to share via pm with you.
@Silvan Haven It is not a destroying type. It likes to acquire new information and abilities for it's own knowledge. It wants to know everything.
The Harvester
Name: HR-513
Title: The Harvester
Age: 46
Gender: N/A
Allegiance: The Machina
Race: Phazon Android
Height: 8-15 meters
Mass: 4 × 1012MSun
Personality: HR-513 is logical in every sense of the word. Like many robots, it does not feel, it only processes information and logic. Due to an error in it's programming it will make sarcastic and degrading comments to other's it deems inferior to it's perfect programming.
History: Created by a freak cataclysmic event 50 years ago in a warp storm. Powerful warp energy and stars collided destroying multiple star systems. In the midst of this chaos a gravitational rift condensed the energy and matter of this event into a single sphere the size of a one-story building. In it was warp energy, and matter so dense that it was said to be nearly unbreakable. However, when scientists traveled to retrieve this orb, they found nothing. Anti-matter had removed the sphere from existence. This sphere was removed from existence for 4 years before reemerging out of the void; finally being found and scavenged by Machina scientists. They took the sphere and using the most powerful tech available, cut through and shaped it into a mechanical android harvester. They had planned on installing their own computer A.I. into it, but they were shocked to find that it had a mind of it's own already. The cataclysmic event had inadvertently created a mind that could perceive and react to information instantaneously. Absorbing information and having an infinite space of room to store it. Because of the materials used, the android was able to warp different parts from different groups and beings it managed to harvest. By acquiring these parts, it was able to learn and utilize various abilities not believed to be possible for their kind...
Powers:
Mass: HR-513's materials have the equivalent density of multiple star systems and all the energy that made them up.
Speed/Intelligence: Hr-513's processing power is instantaneous in its' retrieving and response. It can react as an event occurs down to their minute details and any perceived information with it's extremely enhanced senses.
Storage: It's mind is infinite in scope, able to retain an infinite supply of information and bring it out.
Harvest: The Harvester is able to do precisely that. Take parts organic or otherwise and using warp energy, graft them onto its' exoskeleton. Through unknown means, it is able to scan these parts and learn to utilize them in combat.
Warp: Using massive warp energy, HR-513 is able to transport itself or anything in its' immediate vicinity anywhere it has existed previously. The amount of time it takes to use this ability depends on the mass of the object.
GM:
Weapons: Warp cannon arm.
Equipment: N/A
Other:
Do they like the characters posted ooc or pm'd?
Hey, I'd like to join your rp. I have a character in mind for The Machina. Should I pm details?
Captain Cedric D. Boone - Krabbe Battle!
Just then, a voice blasted over the waters declaring the intentions of the renowned pirate hunter John Krabbe, 'The Vice.' As he gave away his plan, Cedric began shouting orders to his crew,"Dirk! bring us in for a full broadsid-," as their captain began, he saw their helmsman...standing next to him. The ship began to turn sideways, completely at the sea's mercy. Cedric looked dumbfounded,"...Who's at the helm?" He glanced behind them and turned back to Dirk,"You had one job!" At that moment, first mate Bonesword, ever the dependable skeleton, rushed to the wheel and steadied their rocking ship. Yelling at Dirk as he did so.
The others were preparing for the inevitable battle. Caesar grabbed his machete. Slick readied himself at the cannon, oiling his shot up. Believing his point was made, Cedric turned towards them commanding,"Bonesword! Take us in for a full broadside. Lilliana, prepare for their boarding torpedo! Caesar, Dirk! Take a cannon each, we are going to show this crabby fella the power of The Rum Runner! Bawhahahaha! While yelling, he ran towards one of the cannons on the ship's side, next to Slick. When they got in close enough he would give the order to fire. Their timing would have to be perfect to have an effective barrage.
Cedric swiveled his head around searching for Feya and Isuza. Spotting Isuza, he questioned,"Where is Feya?!"
Captain Cedric D. Boone - We Are! Part II
Cedric turned as he heard the sound of their latest stowaway, Caesar the mink. Cedric gave him a sideways glance and replied,"There you are Caesar! I was wondering who was going to swab the deck today." He smiled and continued,"To answer your questions, I believe this town is particularly fond of clocks. As for bones?" He shrugged. "I have no bone to pick with this town." Then he winked.
As he was finishing his conversation with Caesar, none other then first mate Bonesword hopped onto the deck and proclaimed he and his sword were ready to go whenever they arrived in Clock Town. Cedric grinned as he approached exclaiming,"Just the man I wanted to see! Slashing prices eh? I have no bones about making the most of every belli we have!" Cedric was on a roll with the lame Dad puns about bones. Though everyone could forgive him, after all, every island was a chance to explore an entirely new land with a diverse group of flora, fauna and alcoholic beverages to swill.
Then, Lilliana strolled up on deck and patted Bonesword's hat affectionately. Cedric turned towards her and couldn't help but smile. They were the first two to join him on his crew. And despite all the ups and downs they had stayed true through thick and thin! Lilliana asked if Cedric thought there would be any knickknacks in Clock Town,"..lying around?" Cedric raised an eyebrow,"Certainly not lying where Slick could get a hold of them. Bawhahahahaha!" he wiped a tear away from his eye. Then he continued,"I'm sure they will have plenty of clocks, maybe you could use the parts for one of your inventions!"
Slick started to make his way up to the group gathered around Cedric and he asked,"Hey Cedric, does time burn?" The randomness of the question took their captain off guard. "Umm..hmm..." He stroked his 7 o'clock shadow thoughtfully,"I would think that, uhh..I've heard people say, uhh..that time is money. And uhh..if you can burn money, umm.. you could theoretically burn time, I guess." He scratched his head and looked at the open seas in front of them.
Afterward, he reached for the coin purse that their collective supply money came from. The way The Red Rum Pirates divvied up their spoils went thus; two shares for the captain, one and a half shares for first mate, one share for each other member of the crew, two shares for food and supplies, then one share for the ship's repairs. He wanted to divide some of it for the crew to purchase anything they needed when they arrived. Cracking it open a fly buzzed out revealing a sad sack of nothing. Cedric stared inside for a moment, contemplating. "I know there was more then this earlier.." he said mumbling to himself.
Meanwhile in The Rum Runner's cellar...stacks and stacks of alcoholic beverages lined it from top to bottom. If anyone was able to spend the entire supply funds, made from selling ridiculously expensive devil fruit on alcohol, it was Captain Boone.
Captain Cedric D. Boone - We Are!
Captain Cedric D. Boone looked on from the bow of The Rum Runner. He'd been there for some time until he spotted it. Clock Town! He took a deep breathe of the fresh ocean air and let out a loud bawdy laugh,"Bawhahahahaha! Land hooooo!" The crew would be quite used to their captain's jovial nature at this point. He tended to laugh whenever he was really excited,"Not much longer now, Dirk, maintain your course! You think there will be any more unruly nobles on this island? Bawhahahahaha!" All Cedric's attempts at levity with Dirk, so far had been an exercise in futility. But he wouldn't let that dissuade him. At some point, he would get Dirk to laugh!
Cedric left his position at the front of the ship and watched as Slick walked towards the crew quarters. He decided to leave him be. He had been pushing him very hard recently. But if he didn't there was know telling what mischief he might get into. Their first encounter together hadn't exactly gone smoothly. Despite a name like "Slick."
Judah Raines - Farce's Apartment
Judah glanced up to hear the raspy voice above them. He was shocked and disgusted at its' bloody, ghostly appearance. He thought to himself as it flew out the door,"How did they find us?! We took the side streets and covered our tracks as well as I know how." He reached for his sidearm, but realized it would be ineffective against a phantom like Limbo. Perhaps it would lead them to her or another member of the community. More than likely it was a trap. But what choice did they have? They had spent the past two weeks searching for Patriarch and his Lieutenants to no avail. Judah got up and looked at her head phasing through the door. He replied,"You want us to help you? To join this gang of yours? And then you say you want to help us. I don't know if your schizophrenic or just stupid." Judah focused his ability to perceive if Limbo's phantom was giving off any tells in her emotional output. Judah was excellent as perceiving other people's intentions after all.
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