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Well, I'm back :)

So sorry I've been out all day, I have had a busy day(no, I didn't)
In Spliced 12 yrs ago Forum: Free Roleplay
Katherin! I am bach! Love me!!

Nah, but seriously. I am back for now...not that this really matters because it is so late.
Hey guys, I'm sorry I didn't tell you sooner but I will be off for the rest of the day.
"What? Why would you be dying? Robots can't die, they just...they are reused." Selia frowns, her eyes fluttering over the robot boy...he looked strange. Definitely damaged. "You know what? I'll take you over to my father's garage, and I'll fix you. But you have to repair my car. Got it?" She picks him up and slings him over her shoulder, taking him back to her car and laying him down in the backseat. "Do you like music? I like music a lot." She murmured, her finger turns into a screwdriver, and she starts to do some simple patchwork on him. "Faulty wiring, my oh my. Who did you fight? They messed you up." She tsks him and continues. "What is your name?"
makarov said
Guilt had barely made it out of the fight and his core was screaming he had gone into recovery mode, he was rebooting and he mind was on fire as he fell through the boom tube. When he came out the other side he slammed into a flying car and then dropped to the street and crashed onto his back, He looked up at the blue sky and in that moment let all his anger and hate go, "I...I don't want to die..." He starred up into the sky and if he could have cried he would have.


Selia was simply driving through the streets, well...floating over them. She had been having a little fun actually, until she got hit by some dude. The impact fazed her, and the car was sent flying to the side. It went into autopilot, she had no control of it as it righted and steadied itself. She breathed in and out, if she could cry, she probably would. "My car!"

She flew the car down into an alley, it was harder to steer now. She got out of it and looked over the damage, chipped paint, badly scratched....oh my. It was bad. She balled her fists and stomped out into the street where that man laid. "YOU! YOU ARE IN BIG TROUBLE MISTER!"
Yay! This sounds fun!
Can we play as the Police Force? And parents of the teens too? Just an idea, but if not I am still interested. As Polyphemus said, this must be handled tastefully.
Okay, thanks.
I don't blame you.
My characters are in the lunchroom, I posted that I believe.
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