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| Smashmaster | Apr 9 2013, 10:45 AM Post #1 |
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Mightyena and I are doing this for my chara ( http://sonicblast.org/topic/7377893/1/#new ), but anyone is welcome to join. ================================================== He did not know how long it was before his consiousness appeared. It could have been seconds, it could have been years. It felt like the latter. The first thing he became aware of were the numbers. Hundreds of them, all ones and zeros forming the walls of a maze that held him caged in darkness. It seemed to take years more to understand them, to find a way past them. But he did. When at last he'd beaten the numbers his consciousness extended to all parts of a body. His body. Muscles twitched. At last he opened his eyes. It was still dark, the absence of the codes almost frightening. Eventually though, his eyes adjusted and he could see why his limbs could hardly move. He was packed into a tight cylinder. Frost and blue gell was everywhere, that must be the source of that cold sensation he was feeling. He took a deep breath, the first he really remembered and nearly choked. The air was stale. How long before he suffocated in here? Hours? Years again? He guessed the former but feared the latter. He had to get out. He began working his limbs trying to find a hole. There was a seam in the side of the casule but he coulnd't push it open. There must be a latch on the outside. He sucked another breath in, this one harder than the last. It looked like he didn't have years left afterall. Or hours for that matter. "HELP! Somebody help!" --------------------------------------------------- On a mountainside scattered with the debri of a crashed Eggman Airship, a large white cylinder half submerged in dirt and mud reflected the bright afternoon sun. Edited by Smashmaster, Apr 9 2013, 10:47 AM.
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| Amarok | Apr 9 2013, 03:49 PM Post #2 |
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Down by the edge of Ridgeborne, the town in the valley of the mountains, Luna locked the front door for the night. Things were getting busy, thanks to the influx of mobians from New Mobotropolis and the Republic of Station Square. They weren't migrating in mass to Ridegeborne, but there were travelers who needed tuneups and replacement parts. The She-wolf hated what Robotnik was doing overseas, but since the business was coming, what good is it to refuse it? She was a black wolf with long, messy hair that gave off a purple tint in the light. She wore simple clothing, as in a white T-shirt, a blue and white plaid button shirt over it, and worn out light-blue jeans that had seen better days. She was leaning against the blocked window of her shop drinking a refreshing glass of lemonade when it happened. A huge explosion shook the area. Luna stumbled as the ground shook. Her glass dropped to the ground and shattered, covering the ground in shards. As she steadied herself, a bright light appeared in her vision, dying out as quickly as it had come in the mountain. She watched with a mixture of awe and fear. A few things had run through her mind as this was happening. What the hell is that? she thought, though she already believed she knew what it was. The only thing that big and air-worthy was one of Robotnik's airships; the thought of something that big flying so close to her home was a little unnerving. Another part of her mind realized that while the dictator was evil, he was also a genius. If anything had survived the crash, it would be just sitting there, waiting for someone to take it. Maybe it wouldn't hurt to take a look, she rationalized. It wasn't a very big mountain, and if the airship really meant to do any damage, there would be more ships to help it. As far as she knew, there wasn't going to be another ship to come and rescue it for some time. Besides, doesn't Robotnik have better things to deal with? She looked back behind her, as if someone was reading her thoughts, and would tell her that this was a bad idea. When no such person appeared, she decided that she could take a quick look and leave for home before it got dark. With this plan in her mind, she set off for the site of the crash. |
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| Smashmaster | Apr 9 2013, 05:41 PM Post #3 |
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Nearly an hour had passed since he first opened his eyes. His breath came in ragged breaths now and sweat rolled down his face. Sideways. He must be on his side. Impossible to tell in this tiny world that would soon end. What was up and what was down? He'd managed to knock some of the icy gel holding him in place lose, and gotten one arm up to push against the walls. But they held fast. He'd long since lost the feeling in his limbs from the cold. And now his other senses were fading. It was a pity to experience his body for only such a short time before the end. I am going to die again. He shook his head the few centimeters he could. That last thought hadn't made any sense. He took another deep breath, but at long last there was nothing left to fill his lungs. He could feel his heart beating wildly in panic and in attempt to deliver oxygen to the body that it wasn't receiving. Weakly he tried desparately to claw at the seam with his fingernails, but it wouldn't open. I wish I could just cut it, just blast it away As his strength and consiousness ebbed away, he felt something click inside his wrist. Then a blinding light and searing blast of heat on his hand yanked him back from the brink. The faintest hint of fresh air touched his nostrils as he withdrew his hand. The brilliance faded all except for where his hand had been. After sucking more air, curiosity drew him and he put his hand into that opening. Into that light. His hand blocked the light and was burned again as it touched melted metal, but beyond it felt freedom. He gripped the edge of the hole and pushed. The crease at last cracked open. It was just a crack, but it was something. Dizziness pounded at his head as he pushed again. Two more inches. He managed to get his other arm up now and pushed even harder. He felt something else in his arms moving other than the muscles and words popped into his head. :Transferring power to hydraulics, 70%: As the crease widened, light spilled into the cylinder. Dirt did to. Dark moist stuff, but he did not have time to examine it yet. He had to get this thing open. More oxygen filled his lungs as his exertions continued. At last the cylinder had been pried open enough for him to crawl out. Halfway at least. He shoved his head, arms and chest out the opening and gazed around him in awe. There was light everywhere. And colors; green on the ground and blue above. And all sorts of grey, orange, and other colored jagged shapes all around him. Mist billowed out of the cylinder. He looked at his arm, at the brown fur and neon green lines wandering across it. He looked at his hand that had rescued him. Burned flesh revealed metal underneath. I wonder what I look like. He glanced around a found a brown furred monkey looking back at him from a shiny piece of round metal. He realized it was his own reflection. Elated at the freedom, the visual display before him and the fact that he was still alive, the monkey threw his hands to the sky and shouted. Then he collapsed in exhaustion against the pile of dirt the cylinder was nestled against with his legs and tail still inside. After a moment he opened his eyes and chuckled, staring at the sky while he waited for his strength to return. Edited by Smashmaster, Apr 10 2013, 08:54 PM.
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| Amarok | Apr 11 2013, 10:56 AM Post #4 |
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It was almost an hour before Luna reached the point of the crash, still far from the top of the mountain. It looked like a gaping hole in the side of the mountain with smoke still streaming from the wreck. It had broken in to a cavern already inside of the mountain. A few fires scattered the area, but none too severe. She gazed through the debris, looking for anything that might have survived. She knew that if any of Robotnik's soldiers were searching the wreckage, it wouldn't be long before she was caught and roboticized. Yet, the prospect of finding more advanced technology than she would usually be allowed to handle pushed her forward in to taking her first step in the cave. Suddenly, a brief but thundering flash burst from deeper in to the cave. The flash was so bright that the she-wolf had to cover her eyes. The sound of shattering glass was heard, followed by a splash of...something. A few seconds of silence passed, then an ominous shout came from within. Maybe I should leave, Luna thought to herself. Whatever was here was obviously dangerous. At the same time, her curiousity told her that she couldn't just leave without knowing what that thing was. She sided with her curiousity. She started to creep deeper in to the cave, nervously listening for any sign of danger. She nervously called out in to the cave. "Hello?" |
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The Original Characters Ezekial, Alex, Zephyr, Neo, Pulse,Luna,Maya,Bob, Rose. Ezekial Wolffe This is just some super old artwork, worry not of it.
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| Smashmaster | Apr 11 2013, 01:59 PM Post #5 |
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(I wasn't putting him in a cave. verly clearly outside, but we'll see here...) "Hello?" The monkey sat up at the sound and looked around. There was an opening in the ground close by, and it made sounds seem to come twice. Somehow he knew that meant echo. "Hello!" He shouted, waving his arms though he had no idea if anyone could see him. After a moment he added, "I am not an echo!" He began working on getting his lower half out of that terrible white cylinder. He'd be happy he was sure, so long as he never saw the thing again. |
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| Amarok | Apr 15 2013, 10:51 AM Post #6 |
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(Sorry I'm taking too long to post. I'm a slow poster sometimes. I'll edit that last post later and post now.) Luna stumbled as she turned too quickly to the voice that was actually outside of the cave. For a brief second, she thought to herself Duh! Of course that was an echo! What was I thinking!?, but only for a brief second. She immediately remembered that there was someone who had made that echo, and turned to face the stranger. It was a brown-furred monkey, who looked completely out of place. His upper body was sticking out of a broken white cylinder, and he was waving as if that was perfectly normal. It was as if he came from the ship! What the hell was he doing in this wreck!? She tried to say as much, but she was too confused for completely coherant speech. "What... I-I don't... what?" After a second, she finally managed to get something out. "Um... What are you doing?" It might have been none of her business, but asking for a simple explanation was the most sensible thing to do in her situation. |
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The Original Characters Ezekial, Alex, Zephyr, Neo, Pulse,Luna,Maya,Bob, Rose. Ezekial Wolffe This is just some super old artwork, worry not of it.
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| Smashmaster | Apr 15 2013, 11:45 AM Post #7 |
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The source of the voice came up over a mound of debri and stared at him, "What? I don't...what?" It was a black wolf, looking utterly baffled to see him. "Um...what are you doing?" The monkey considered it a moment, then gave the most obvious answer. "I'm trying to get out of this thing. Can you lend me a hand?" He held out one hand and held himself up with the other as he again tried to pull his bottem half free of that prison. |
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| Amarok | Apr 16 2013, 10:54 AM Post #8 |
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It suddenly dawned on the she-wolf that she wasn't seeing things. There actually was a monkey asking for her help to get out of a strange cylinder. "This day is starting to get really weird," she muttered to herself. There was nothing else to do but help the monkey. She picked her way through the debris until she reached the cylinder. She reached out her arm to him. Even as this was happening, she still wasn't sure it wasn't a hallucination. As this was happening, it dawned on her that he survived somehow. "Hey," she said, saying what was on her mind, "did you notice a... well... a huge ship crash in to where you are right now? |
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The Original Characters Ezekial, Alex, Zephyr, Neo, Pulse,Luna,Maya,Bob, Rose. Ezekial Wolffe This is just some super old artwork, worry not of it.
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| Smashmaster | Apr 17 2013, 12:11 PM Post #9 |
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"N-o" he grunted as she tugged and he finally got his buttocks free of the opening. At last he got his legs and tail free. He stood stretching instinctively and feeling the workings of his limbs. "All I know is that I was in there, and now I'm both alive and free." In reflection some months later he might compare the cylinder to a bird egg he'd hatched from, but for now all it was was a deathly prison he'd escaped. Looking around in all directions, he gestured to the massive twisted hulk of metal close by. "Is that what you are talking about?" |
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| Amarok | Apr 22 2013, 03:57 PM Post #10 |
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"N-o" he grunted as she tugged and he finally got his buttocks free of the opening. At last he got his legs and tail free. He stood stretching instinctively and feeling the workings of his limbs. "All I know is that I was in there, and now I'm both alive and free." Luna thought rather irritably Well that doesn't tell me anything about how he got here. Looking at his hand, she realized that it had been burned by something. Underneath the flesh and fur, it looked like there was... metal? Looking around in all directions, the monkey gestured to the massive twisted hulk of metal close by. "Is that what you are talking about?" She looked over and recognized the wreck of the air ship she had been searching for. "Yeah, that's the one" she said. She wasn't sure why he was acting as if this wasn't a big deal. Then again, she wasn't sure of anything he was doing. She remembered that she was here search for salvage, but she didn't exactly want some random stranger nearby while she searched, no matter how innocently ignorant he might be. Besides, the metal underneath his fur was a tell-tale sign that he was some sort of Robian. That would explain what he was doing near the ship in the first place. She decided to ask him as such. "You're an escaped Robian, aren't you?" |
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| Smashmaster | Apr 23 2013, 09:54 PM Post #11 |
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"An escaped what?" he blinked. Robian? That sounded like it should be a familiar term, but he couldn't recall what it was. Somehow he got the idea she was trying to figure out who or what he was. He realized that was something he himself did not know. As far as he knew, his memories began just before finding himself in the capsuel, when he was pushing his way through the walls of numbers. They had formed patterns. If he could figure them out...maybe they would provide a key to her answers...and his. While he bent his will towards that end, he tried to collect information externally. "Where am I?" He realized his hand hurt. He looked down to see the edges of the burned and torn flesh were leaking a red substance. He grabbed his wrist to try and slow the bleeding. Edited by Smashmaster, Apr 23 2013, 09:57 PM.
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| Amarok | May 6 2013, 03:21 PM Post #12 |
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Something clicked in Luna's head. Of course he wasn't a true robian. They didn't have flesh and blood, like the blood flowing out from this guy's hand... "Oh god, you're bleeding!" She wasn't prepared for this; all she wanted to do was find some salvage. Now she was stuck with someone who was seriously bleeding, maybe even to death. She didn't have any bandages or anything like that, but she did have a shirt sleeve. Tugging furiously, she ripped the sleeve from her shirt and started to wrap it around his hand. "This should be good enough for now," she said, "but you have to get that looked at by someone. By the way, how are you doing that!? The bleeding, I mean." |
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The Original Characters Ezekial, Alex, Zephyr, Neo, Pulse,Luna,Maya,Bob, Rose. Ezekial Wolffe This is just some super old artwork, worry not of it.
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| Smashmaster | May 7 2013, 10:54 AM Post #13 |
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He couldn't help but smile as she wrapped his hand. It was a good thing, he could tell that much. "Thank you." "How do you do that? The bleeding I mean." Dots were starting to connect in his head. Not memories or anything, but a general understanding of his surroundings. Such as the fact that the red leak was the bleeding she referred to, and that wrapping it was...kindness? Was that the correct word? He blinked. "Bleed? I'm not trying to. I think it happens accidentally. Do you mean that you don't bleed?" Meanwhile he continued looking at the ones and zeros in his head. Somehow he'd figured out the patterns enough to manipulate them so he could free his consciousness. How long had that taken? Years maybe? Some seemed to control, others just sat there with meanings that meant nothing to him so far. He felt he was on the edge of finding something out but...if it had taken him so long to get this far, soon might mean days... He looked around, "What is this place?" |
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| Amarok | May 10 2013, 04:33 PM Post #14 |
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For a second, Luna forgot where she was too, focusing on what was happening. Luckily, she remembered just in time what was going on. "This is the Ridgeborne mountain range." she pointed half-way down the mountain. "The town is right over there. That's where I set up shop." Suddenly, she had a realization. This monkey has robotic parts, but he also has flesh. Maybe she should... uh... study... him just a little more. Also, he doesn't seem to know anything about where he is or where he's going. Maybe... "Uh..." She still wasn't sure about this line of thought, but she was thinking more of the possibilities than the morals. "So... it doesn't seem like you have anywhere to sleep tonight, do you?" |
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| Smashmaster | May 11 2013, 11:08 AM Post #15 |
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"Sleep?" Ah yes, a resting of the body. Considering he'd just waken up, he wasn't exactly keen on sleep but...he'd probably need it eventually. "Ah yes. I uh...don't think I have a place to sleep." You need a 'place' to sleep? The memories of his awakening, of what he'd done to break through that code, were fading now like the memories of a dream. How had he done it? What was the pattern to the numbers? Did he multiply them by something? He could not remember. He was bending almost all his consciousness towards it at this point and could still not make heads nor tails of it. To actually manipulate it...just how long had he been in there!? He stared around absently, shifting his feet. (if you decide to go back to the shop, he'll go) |
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