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| Playing One's Chances [P]; Blaire Fields, Iron Horde and me | |
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| Tweet Topic Started: Sep 6 2009, 08:17 AM (964 Views) | |
| Lady Miracle | Sep 6 2009, 08:17 AM Post #1 |
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So here it is. No one has to put up any bio, though if you feel it's necessary just PM it to me or put it in a spoiler. Who wants to start? |
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| Red Ranger Eater | Sep 6 2009, 08:25 AM Post #2 |
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We open in a random casino, A robot, who for some reason was gambling, was on a winning streak "Put it all on red 5" it said "V-nad needs a new set of boosters" the ruiollette was spun and he watched feverently. it began to slow, then it came to a stop, the tiny residing in red 5. "OH YEA, WHOO, payday" |
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Sep 6 2009, 08:35 AM Post #3 |
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(I'll start) Oakland Resistance Division Agent Blaire Fields carefully navigated through the dreary streets of the corbunation known as Robotropolis. Her celerulean blue eyes scanned the vicinity, and her ears twitched in response to any sound that was out of the ordinary-of course in this place, no sound was of the norm. The sight of this bleak metropololis-what with its dark blue and grey buildings, the occasional boom of thunder, and several robots patrolling the area-some of them Roboticized Mobians devoid of any sort of free will-would frighten many who dared to wander into it. But if Blaire was even the least bit frightened, she sure didn't show it. In fact, her face showed complete calmness and acuity as she reached into her trench coat pocket and pulled out a tin contaniner full of chocolate mints. |
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| Lady Miracle | Sep 6 2009, 08:49 AM Post #4 |
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A blue chinchilla sat on a cage underneath Robotropolis. In it were a decent amount of Mobians. Judging from their ragged clothes, they were slaves or prisoners of some sort. Besides her was a beige chinchilla sleeping. He seemed about her age, roughly any younger. His face, despite him being quite young, had a few wrinkles here and there due to the anxiety that his labored breathing presented. The way his arms were wrapped around his own body suggested it was cold. The girl rested her head against the wall she sat against and stared out the bars with a mixture of anger and torture in her facial expression. A red hedgehog-chameleon breed walked into the casino. Sporting her white top and knee-high jeans, she subtly scoped the area until her eyes fixed on the robot. He was making a killing and apparently having fun doing so. She stared for a while, lowered her head then walked out with an odd look on her face. |
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Sep 6 2009, 08:58 AM Post #5 |
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As she savored the sweet flavor of a couple mints, Blaire casually removed the pair of binoculours that had been hanging from her belt loop. The dog then moved the telescoping device onto her muzzle, and looked inside. "If what Typh said is true, then the prisoners should be in Warehouse #13." Blaire cringed slightly at the words that she had just uttered. "Ugh, unlucky thirteen...Not a good place to be. But then again, where is a good place in this city?" Sighing deeply, the canine clipped the binoculors back onto her belt loop and resumed walking to the warehouse. |
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| Red Ranger Eater | Sep 6 2009, 09:00 AM Post #6 |
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A few minutes later, Vanadium had won the casino itself, he had just finished kicking everyone out. "Ha, who says cheaters never win?" He kicked his feet up on top of the big office desk that had once belonged to the manager and clicked on the 200in. tv that was set up on the wall. "Welcome to the Torture channel, your home for quality tortute programming". Vanadium turned up the volume and watched with undivided attention. "This week on Torture dungeon, Robotropolis mega dungeon." the screen then showed a image of a blue and beige chinchilla sitting in a dungeon cell. "serves em right, organic filth, hehehe" Vanadium took a box of robo cigars from a drawer and lit one, he took a puff and continued to watch. |
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| Lady Miracle | Sep 6 2009, 09:07 AM Post #7 |
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The 20-inch TV suddenly exploded. Finally making herself visible, the hedgehog-chameleon takes a few steps forwards and stares at the robot. "Cheating in order to make money... You are just as unethical as every other cliched criminal," she mused with a serious look. The revolver in her hand was still smoking from the sudden shot. She blew on the nuzzle then put it away. Crossing her arms, she stared at the piece of machine before her. |
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| Red Ranger Eater | Sep 6 2009, 09:09 AM Post #8 |
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"AH, jerk, you broke my tv" Vanadium tossed the robo cigar away and shot a burst of plasma at the vandal "I was watching the Torture channel!" |
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"Just a few more minutes, and I'll be inside the warehouse." Those were the words uttered by one Blaire Fields as she sauntered over to the warehouse. The purple-furred Siberian Husky was careful not to attract attention to herself-if one of the many SWATbots happened to spot her, the mission could very well be a failure. ............................................................................................................... Meanwhile, in the Casino, a pastel blue-furred Timber Wolf, about the same age as Blaire, had been looking in on a possible fight through the window. Aurora Lunetane mentally sighed as she watched the hedgehog-chameleon mix destroy the TV. Now she had to rely on her comlink to know what her commander was doing. "I'll give her this though-she sounds like she's on our side," the wolf thought, her keen hearing catching nearly every aspect of the conversation. |
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| Red Ranger Eater | Sep 7 2009, 07:12 AM Post #10 |
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"My percious TV, It was so young!" Vanadium knelt down by the tv and scooped up a pile of shattered pieces, then he noticed the HEdgehog-chameleon thing was standing over the trap door, vanadium quickly jumped behind the desk and pressed the trap door button "GET OUT!" |
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| Lady Miracle | Sep 7 2009, 03:00 PM Post #11 |
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Vida managed to jump out of the way as the trap door beneath her opened and stood there on the wall. Although she resembled mostly a hedgehog, her long tail, the ability to turn invisible and to walk on walls were a dead giveaway of her mother's side of the family. "Almost got me," she said as she stared at him motionless, "Now, why don't you do the right thing and just give back what you stole?" Vida wasn't one for smiles, witty comebacks, sarcasm or joking. Everything came serious and straightforwards with her; no sugarcoating, no easy-going. "We'll be out of here soon..." the blue chinchilla whispered weakly as she watched over the prisoners that accompanied her and her brother. She was incredibly exhausted and keeping her eyes opened was becoming a great challenge. But going to sleep in that cage only brought nightmares to her. She much rather stay up than not catch a decent sleep. |
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The sound of gunshots rang out throughout the building where the prisoners were held, mixed with that of laser fire. After a while, Blaire slid in view of the prisoners, a smirk on her face. "Hello there! Turn those frowns upside down, because you've just been given a pass of freedom, courteousy of the Oakland Resistance Division!" |
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| Red Ranger Eater | Sep 7 2009, 04:13 PM Post #13 |
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"ARGH, fine, take this stupid casino I didnt want it anyway" Vanadium conceded then Warped away |
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| Lady Miracle | Sep 10 2009, 02:31 PM Post #14 |
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Vida blinked a few times as Vanadium just gave up so easily. Skye, she spoke in her mind, We have another runaway. The chinchilla bolted up and rushed to the bars as she saw Blaire come in. "Is this...?" she wondered. All the other prisoners began to wake up and directed their attention to the husky. The idea that they would soon be freed caused them to rejoice, some even tearing up from sheer happiness as all of them approached the bars to greet their savior. |
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Aurora watched as Vanadium teleported away. "Hmm, not one for fighting I wager." the Timber wolf thought, getting into a standing position. "Might as well see what that Mobian is doing here," Aurora stepped into the Casino and sauntered over to Vida, her hands behind her back. She waited for the hedgehog-chameleon mix to notice her. ................................ Blaire continued smirking as the now-happy prisoners approached the bars. "Now, now, no crowding. You'll all get your chance at freedom. Now," she began, aiming her 250 SIG SAUER at the lock. "I'd suggest that you'd duck." The husky fired two bullets, each piercing the lock. Soon, it fell to the ground with a reverbating clank. "Guys," Blaire said, opening the door, "Welcome to the wonderful world of freedom!" |
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