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Yuri finally reached the alleyway where the cries came from. He could see a hoverbike parked behind a bright restaurant that was adjacent to the alley. The alleyway itself was dark enough to obscure vision but the Russian saw lights coming from inside the dark area. Yuri wondered if someone was in trouble and pulled out a pistol just in case. The weapon was old school, likely only good for killing civilians that did not have Mechangels protecting them. Peering from the corner, Yuri tried to assess the situation. Thanks to the light emitted, the Russian could see a person operating on a... discarded Cyborgel? The Russian silently cursed. He was beaten to the punch by a tall male with short blonde hair wearing green overalls. The person in question seemed to be a mechanic and from what Yuri could remember, the green overalls were the uniform for Desium Corp. mechanics. The enemy. Yuri thought of taking out this Desium Corp. mechanic and liberate the Cyborgel but the mechanic might be armed. He does have the element of surprise but still, a kill would be risky and may draw unwanted attention. As the revolutionary continued to secretly observe the mechanic, a thought came to him. What was the mechanic doing? He seemed to be fixing the Cyborgel, an obsolete series that should be thrown away never to be touched again. Was he scavenging the Cyborgel for parts? The mechanic did not seem to be taking anything. In fact, he seemed to be waiting for the robot to reboot. With these thoughts, Yuri decided to hold. Waiting for the Desium Corp. mechanic to finish and seeing what would happen next.
Up to three universes will be chosen at a time. A letter is assigned to each. The players will vote on a letter, however, the universe assigned to each letter is unknown except to one person I as the GM will choose. The difficulty of the universe that is chosen will be by numerical values. You will each choose from numbers 1 - 5 and the average will set the difficulty for your universe, however, like earlier, all except one knows whether the difficulty is based on a higher or lower average. So you could be making it easier or harder for yourselves and you wouldn't know.
If so, shouldn't we just vote 3 all the time so we'd know it'd be normal? Oh wait, you can just set 3 as the highest difficulty and the further from 3, the easier it gets. This mechanic blows. Sooo, which are the lucky 3 then? (I mean universes. There's a heavy amount of 3's in this post.) P.S. You haven't posted yet in In Justice's Name!
~In (one of) Orean Cause's janitor closet(s)~ Donning the usual blue uniform, making sure the janitor cart was in tip top shape, taking a huge breath. Walter was ready for his first day as a janitor of Orean Cause. Supposed to be a regular school but when Walter met some of the faculty and some of the students, his instincts told him they were anything but normal. He wondered what Orean Cause really was. He shrugged these thoughts off as he is simply there to clean up rooms and any mess the students make and nothing else. He could but then his teammates would reprimand him for superheroing during his vacation. But who were they to reprimand him? He was their leader. If his skills were needed then he would do so without hesitation. Walter exited his home room and reviewed his objectives. Later the day, there would be a party which, once done, would clearly need his services but for now, there was none as school had just started and the rooms were now in order. There was the entrance ceremony but the outcome of that usually wasn't messy. For all Walter knew, he could just stay in the closet all day. But he decided against it, staying cooped up in a small room was boring and didn't give him the atmosphere to think. Walter started to walk towards the school's entrance to check if anything needed cleaning, pushing the cleaning cart as he did so. ~Near the schools's entrance~ There was some people remaining after the welcoming ceremony and the only litter Walter found was a few confetti on the ground. Likely from the ceremony itself. It was a little rude to start cleaning up when the students were still using the area so Walter waited for the are to clear out. After all, he had all the time in the world. Plus, the natural air of outside smelled good.
well I am just used to see an anime like guy than real life in tha Rp
Well I'm the opposite. It's the entire reason I joined up here.
When Captain America throws his mighty shield...
....still felt like I have seen him somewhere and well...uuuhhh it so wierd not seeing an anime pic instead XD
Would you guys like him to be more anime-ish? He's going to look a lot younger if so.
I'm pretty sure that's a picture of king arthur, Dusty.
No, it's King Richard the Lionheart. One of the three kings that lead the Second(?) Crusade. One of them drowned while bathing, the French one abandoned the Crusade to conquer other Europeans' lands while Richard cancelled the Crusade when he found out he was a little short on manpower.
o-o I get a weird sns of deja vu with that guy... like serious de ja vu... he is accepted but why the odd sense of de ja vu...
Destiny, I am YOUR FATHER. You: Noooooooo! Anyway, thanks.
When Captain America throws his mighty shield...
I'm kinda late aren't I? Am I still in? Am I even accepted? So many questions!
A lone man in a yellow suit trudged through the streets of an American city. He stood out though for he did not have something over his head. No, he used the classic raincoat to protect himself from the artificial precipitation. Not that anyone would notice as the streets were mostly devoid of souls but of course he turned heads when the few people whom had mechanical umbrellas passed by. Yuri had heard of the rise of the Mechangels and the obsoletion of the Cyborgels. That the latter were now being thrown away in garbage cans and junk heaps. The revolutionaries were disgusted but they saw a chance, an opportunity. If they could get a hold of the junked Cyborgels and get them repaired then they would be a big help to the revolution. There was opposition to the idea though, that the trashed Cyborgels may be too damaged beyond repair to be of any use and scavenging for them would be a waste of time. However, the majority, including Yuri, said it was worth a shot and now the Russian revolutionary started traveling to the New Society's dumps to find a discarded Cyborgel. So far he only found the remains of robots and the usual trash of the citizens. Yuri was far from giving up though, the world was huge and he knew sooner or later he would find a Cyborgel. However, he should have brought someone along to help him. As Yuri continued, he seemed to hear faint wails. The loud rain hitting the ground made it hard to confirm it so he was a little unsure that maybe he was just hearing things. However, since there was little reason for anyone to be wailing in the 'perfect' New Society as well as not being in a rush, Yuri decided to investigate. The cries seemed to originate from an alleyway so the Russian headed there while wondering who or what could be making them.
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