Morrian definitely wants to rush everyone. He's frosty. =)
He's a lizard so is he cold blooded? If so then that makes a lot of sense.
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He's a lizard so is he cold blooded? If so then that makes a lot of sense.
Mathew
After rushing to set up his tent, he left the organizing to his two small ones. They were always more then willing to help with big adult things, it made them feel proud it seemed.
Rushing to collect his things, he loaded what he expected to need in his bag. He knew he was late, but setting up a tent for three, and alone at that wasn't something he could to quite yet without some effort.
He stuffed some rags into his bag, along with some small tin cases, a box of metal tools and unused pieces, and of course he slung the tube hiding his self made weapon across his back. With a sigh he felt the weighty load in his hand, and exited the tent before slinging it too over his shoulder. He paced quickly as he could in the shifting sand and cursed at himself on sight of people exiting the tent. He had missed the whole damn thing.
Slowing now, to stew in his own self discord, he walked, looking around and taking in the sights. People of all races gave him odd looks, some seemed interested and others seemed shy, though a decent amount seemed hesitant, perhaps afraid. Truly that was not something he was used to, being feared that is. At worst he was usually an annoyance, though even then he tried his best to avoid such things.
Coming up behind two bodies, he slowed even further, looking at them during their exchange. He believed they were both of the same cloth as him, and either way it wouldn't hurt to make a friend. He awkwardly positioned himself in sight, and approached slowly.
"Ellie"
A lonely body sat devoid in the corner of a dusty office. Once the on-ship center of the service mechanic and crew doctor, it was now a dejected and unused storage room, for spare parts. Most bodies in this room were in shambles, lying in different sized parts in boxes, lying in piles or half put together in some sort of patchwork formation. One body of course though, was still in it's complete form, yet to be turned into parts. A purple headed and undressed android with dull eyes and a slumped pose. A sudden shift in weight and a box atop a pile finally slipped, tumbling down the heap of unused pieces and splaying across the metal floor. One piece that should not have been there, was a beautiful gemstone containing the stars.
Something in this stone, obviously had some energy to it. It made no hum or no pur though it left something in the air. And that was she needed. The slumbering body took this last spark of energy inside her. Her "heart" bringing back a charge, a warmth to her. Her pieces began moving, her eyes gained a new light. Her head lulled slowly upwards to look at her present location. As most would have been, she was at first confused. When she had gone to bed, she had been in for a "simple check up" though now here she lay in this mess.
A smile grew on her face. She was alive. Standing shakily upwards, she stumbled to the left, and fell into another pile of metal pieces. A chuckle arose from her chest, and she sunk deeper into the rough cushion. "Woops." Was all she said aloud, slowly standing up for another try. She managed one step, stalled and checked her balance. "Baby steps..." She sang to herself, taking one more, two more, three more. Walking over to her coat and pants on the counter on the other side of the room. Dressing up slowly and with a few mistakes, she sighed contently. Some buttons were undone and some were stuffed through the wrong hole, but she didn't seem to mind.
"Now..." She grinned towards the stone. She knew not what it was, but she didn't care. Taking more wobly steps over, she bent and picked it up, though when she grasped the stone, the cold grasped her. She looked up from her position to see something entirely new. Two figures off in the distance, one accosting the other.
"Woops."
"Skipjack"
Running, the young man was running. He held his weapon close to his chest, charging through clouds of black dust and under metal beams. He passed a few doors nestled into the wall. His boots beat against the metal grating underneath. His breath was ragged, sweat mired his brow. Four heavy and metallic footsteps clanged in quick succession behind him. He had no steam, he could do it anymore. He turned a corner and pressed all his weight against a door. Unlike most others, it was unlocked.
He tumbled shoulder first through the room and into the wall at the other end. It was a small grey box, with metal bars over a small window beaming in the thinnest ray of bluish light. He huffed and scrambled to hie where he was. Placing his body behind the door, his back to the wall. The four quick steps slowed to a stop, a low clicking noise echoed from the doorway. A faint redness beamed onto the floor, and Gallel could see the large shadowy shape of the beast. He gripped his solid black hook, readying for a final assault. He hadn't planned on respawning this mission, and it tarnished his pride to, but it seemed like it was the only outcome.
In a sudden burst of action, the beast shot into the room, crashed into the wall in front of it, crumbling the stone. It shook of the rubble and spun back towards it's prey. Skipjack had taken this chance to ready. A leap of action and he flew onto the large metal enemy. It was a solid white thing made of metal, in four long thin looking legs. It was shaped like an over-sized tic, with red eyes beaming a deathly light.
Sinking his hook into a chink on the beasts back, he tore with a yell. A metal plate came loose and the beast screeched in protest. Hitting the floor in a slump, Skipjack now had a slab of metal in his hands. On it was the picture of a triangle with a square atop it, with little divots in it. Instinctively throwing the plate back and rolling away, Skipjack tumbled out the door and tried to run, though he felt a piercing pain in his ankle. He once again spun across the floor and came to a stop.
A heavy and annoyed sigh shook out of his chest and he looked at the angered thing. His hook was gripped tightly in his one hand, though he didn't want to part with it. He grabbed a rock with one hand and tossed it. Bouncing off the beast harmlessly, it began to advance. Another rock did the same, and a third threw Skipjack instead.
Through time and space, Skipjack flew, the rock he had not known anything about, had flung him into a new and cold place. He fell yet again, though this time into a white cushion of snow. The shock ran through him and he looked up from his face full of frozen water. He took a shaky breath in and spotted a wooden house.
"What?" Was all he could manage.
@Mokley Sounds good to me.
@deadpixel101 It looks like Patrick and Ellie will have some stuff to talk about eh? Heh. We've both recently become a bit unhinged and were created to serve.. They can start a club! Things are gonna be interesting haha.
Yes a club sounds great! I can see Patrick immediately becoming the leader. Actually I can totally see her becoming his personal assistant in general lol
Yeah that sounds good, I've been doing that for the last few RPs I've been in so it would feel right honestly :D
edit: I have created two somewhat unstable characters here that both are used to getting orders and I didn't even notice.
edit: I have created two somewhat unstable characters here that both are used to getting orders and I didn't even notice.
Can I just say Flynn I really enjoy the way you did that opening post! Very interesting how you personalized a little something for everyone and gave us all some new story, I like that a lot.
Mathew
Mathew gave the smallest wave and nod in return as thanks. He was still getting used to all these different and sometimes clashing races. It was hard to suddenly throw himself into a group of mishaps when he had been raised in only those of his own kind his whole life. It was not to mention that all these faces were new, and becoming a member of a new clan was hard enough as is. He sighed deeply and put his cloak hood back up. Perhaps he would offend less people this way.
Turning back to look at his two stragglers. Johnny and Belle, the Elfen boy and the unidentified girl. He had found the pair on an excursion a few months back. Lost in the city, two little ones of different races had somehow survived for who knows how long. He patter Johnny on the head, and took the bundle he was holding from him. "Alright you two, you an rest now, just stay close okay?" The boy nodded enthusiastically and took the hand of his "sister". The two ran off to the shade to draw in the sand with sticks, and tell stories. Mathew got to setting their small tent, thankfully he and his two companions had already gotten their supplied unloaded.
Soon he would be attending the meeting. Perhaps his second if memory served... Another sigh left his mouth. This felt as though it would be a long week.
Mathew gave the smallest wave and nod in return as thanks. He was still getting used to all these different and sometimes clashing races. It was hard to suddenly throw himself into a group of mishaps when he had been raised in only those of his own kind his whole life. It was not to mention that all these faces were new, and becoming a member of a new clan was hard enough as is. He sighed deeply and put his cloak hood back up. Perhaps he would offend less people this way.
Turning back to look at his two stragglers. Johnny and Belle, the Elfen boy and the unidentified girl. He had found the pair on an excursion a few months back. Lost in the city, two little ones of different races had somehow survived for who knows how long. He patter Johnny on the head, and took the bundle he was holding from him. "Alright you two, you an rest now, just stay close okay?" The boy nodded enthusiastically and took the hand of his "sister". The two ran off to the shade to draw in the sand with sticks, and tell stories. Mathew got to setting their small tent, thankfully he and his two companions had already gotten their supplied unloaded.
Soon he would be attending the meeting. Perhaps his second if memory served... Another sigh left his mouth. This felt as though it would be a long week.
I will try not to make any more I promise lol
NAME: Product # 31773 "Ellie"
ABSTRACT: Glitchy android running on dreams.
DETAIL: "Ellie" is one of many in the first line of magic service androids on a far off star-liner which had taken off from the planet of crystals and commune "Renteria". Her functions are many and she has been made to be durable and to lift weights many times heavier then herself. While she would usually be a docile and calm creature, wanting only to attend to her guests, her personality seems to have taken a wrong turn somewhere, and she can more so be considered a starry eyed child in the metal body of a young adult, who cares not of morals and only of adventure. She has not parted completely of her original purpose, and has a need to be needed. If she is left to her own she suffers, unsure and afraid of what to be doing. She is most comfortable when she is given simple tasks, to do at her own liberty. An example of this is if she were given the order "stop that bell tower from ringing" and decided to blow up the tower base.
She had worked in proper service for nearly 42 years before her mental shift, and is still unknown as to why she has changed. She was given the name Ellie by the young son of the first family in her care. Her serial number when looked at upside down seems to spell out such a name.
She is created to look just like a native Rentarian, and thus she is pale in complexion, with faded purple hair. She has a sharp nose and a heart shaped face. A simple and serviceable smile is what can usually be found on her face, just bellow her spray of freckles across her nose. She has the Rentarian parted ears, almost as if she had for instead of two. They are long and elf like. Her uniform is a standard "Ashefield" Star-liner outfit, with black pants, a deep blue jacket with an ascot, and golden trimmings and cuff. It has become tattered in her misadventures.
While products in her line are made to look as natural as possible, some lines can be seen where two panels connect. The most obvious are at joints, and at two straight lines under the androids eyes.
Powered by a nicknamed "heart crystal" these beings run on magic energy, that can recharge themselves if there is enough magic in the air. They can run for three earth days before needed such a recharge.
NAME: Product # 31773 "Ellie"
ABSTRACT: Glitchy android running on dreams.
DETAIL: "Ellie" is one of many in the first line of magic service androids on a far off star-liner which had taken off from the planet of crystals and commune "Renteria". Her functions are many and she has been made to be durable and to lift weights many times heavier then herself. While she would usually be a docile and calm creature, wanting only to attend to her guests, her personality seems to have taken a wrong turn somewhere, and she can more so be considered a starry eyed child in the metal body of a young adult, who cares not of morals and only of adventure. She has not parted completely of her original purpose, and has a need to be needed. If she is left to her own she suffers, unsure and afraid of what to be doing. She is most comfortable when she is given simple tasks, to do at her own liberty. An example of this is if she were given the order "stop that bell tower from ringing" and decided to blow up the tower base.
She had worked in proper service for nearly 42 years before her mental shift, and is still unknown as to why she has changed. She was given the name Ellie by the young son of the first family in her care. Her serial number when looked at upside down seems to spell out such a name.
She is created to look just like a native Rentarian, and thus she is pale in complexion, with faded purple hair. She has a sharp nose and a heart shaped face. A simple and serviceable smile is what can usually be found on her face, just bellow her spray of freckles across her nose. She has the Rentarian parted ears, almost as if she had for instead of two. They are long and elf like. Her uniform is a standard "Ashefield" Star-liner outfit, with black pants, a deep blue jacket with an ascot, and golden trimmings and cuff. It has become tattered in her misadventures.
While products in her line are made to look as natural as possible, some lines can be seen where two panels connect. The most obvious are at joints, and at two straight lines under the androids eyes.
Powered by a nicknamed "heart crystal" these beings run on magic energy, that can recharge themselves if there is enough magic in the air. They can run for three earth days before needed such a recharge.
Oh yay then! The more I wrote the more he seemed video game like when I was going to more make it a magic world of chess people but now i'm thinking I will blend those two haha
Question: Can we have more then one character?
Question: Can we have more then one character?
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