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I have been actively roleplaying for around 18 years now, since age 15. Which, as you might have guessed, makes me 33. I've done most of my rping on forums, averaging 2 to 4 paragraphs. Though I also LARP, and have played D&D for about 17 years. Real life has become a larger part of my life though, so my activity has lessened. Even so, I don't think I'll ever stop rping. :)
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"I'm glad you enjoy my cooking." Gerald replied when Evon commented on the food. It was always great to see people enjoy your food, and people telling you even more so. Mathias was too busy with his own food to also comment though. That is, until Evon offered some of her yogurt. He grinned a little, swallowing before turning to her. "Yogurt isn't as sweet, but okay." He spoke, taking a spoonful from her. At which Martin had to chuckle a little. "You two look like a couple doing that." And you only know each other for...what now, just under two weeks?" Mathias raised a brow, turning to the man as he glanced between Martin and Evon. "I wouldn't say couple..." He mused, it being too soon for something like that. Heck, not even two weeks was pretty fast for them to already be a couple in his opinion. It might be old-fashioned, but even without his past he felt like a few weeks of courtship was normal. Back in the good old times you'd start with letters, then arrange a meeting, then meet a few more times, then stay for a few days, or have her stay with you. All in all it could take over a month before you could really get to know a potential lover.
Eve followed after Jurgen. She didn't have much else to do there right now. Though maybe a visit or two...after all, maybe it could give her some leads to her creator. Apart from him being a madman named 'Professor Nova'. Now they were off to find a place to connect her. After a bit of searching Jurgen seemed to have found a place. It was pretty run down. An odd place to find a connection in her mind, but then again, how much did she really know about this world?
"Let's see..." The android mused as she looked at the port. "Should work." The cable appeared out of a small hole in her skin this time. A bit of an odd sight if you forgot that she was an android for a moment. She grabbed it and plugged it into the socket. And indeed, this one had a connection. "Good call, it seems to be working." She spoke, trying to start navigating. Though with such a huge amount of information coming at her it took her a little bit to get used to it. After a few minutes she spoke again. "Finally getting the hang of it. Searching now. Let's see...what was his name again?" (Just make anything up. :P) She wasn't even sure if he had heard the name before at all. But once Jurgen told her she started searching once again. After another minute or so there was a hit. "Got something. Also, I need to do this more often. Kinda fun... Ahem, this guy apparently had his left hand cut off and replaced it with cybernetics. So it's safe to assume he'll be armed. Also, he had this done in district 12, so since we're in 10, it's 2 districts over. His last maintenance was 3 days ago, so going there might be a good start. That's all the info I could find though."
"Let's see..." The android mused as she looked at the port. "Should work." The cable appeared out of a small hole in her skin this time. A bit of an odd sight if you forgot that she was an android for a moment. She grabbed it and plugged it into the socket. And indeed, this one had a connection. "Good call, it seems to be working." She spoke, trying to start navigating. Though with such a huge amount of information coming at her it took her a little bit to get used to it. After a few minutes she spoke again. "Finally getting the hang of it. Searching now. Let's see...what was his name again?" (Just make anything up. :P) She wasn't even sure if he had heard the name before at all. But once Jurgen told her she started searching once again. After another minute or so there was a hit. "Got something. Also, I need to do this more often. Kinda fun... Ahem, this guy apparently had his left hand cut off and replaced it with cybernetics. So it's safe to assume he'll be armed. Also, he had this done in district 12, so since we're in 10, it's 2 districts over. His last maintenance was 3 days ago, so going there might be a good start. That's all the info I could find though."
Mathias grinned at Evon's comment. He would hold back of course, but he wouldn't let them win either. So they started, and for a bit Evon and Mary had a slight lead. But once Mathias got used to their play styles he managed to catch up and in the end also win. But then Evon had to go to take a shower, so everyone got out of the water. Mathias remained by the water side for a bit, casually drying himself as he waited the last few minutes. Then once everything was ready he decided to at the very least get semi-dressed. So once Evon was done he entered and put his shorts, blouse, pants and socks on again.
On the table awaited an almost [/url=http://blog.latism.org/wp-content/uploads/2013/07/very-healthy-breakfast.jpg]textbook breakfast.[/url] And it didn't just smell, but looked great too. And of course the drinks and pudding were also laced with blood. There was even the choice of just having regular blood. Gerald had been a french chef many years ago and had kept cooking as a kind of hobby of his. Mathias sat down next to Evon, Mary having sat down on the other side of her new friend. And once everyone was seated they could start eating. Mathias went for a glass of blood and, of course, the sweet looking pudding. Though he also took a slice of bread with butter on it.
On the table awaited an almost [/url=http://blog.latism.org/wp-content/uploads/2013/07/very-healthy-breakfast.jpg]textbook breakfast.[/url] And it didn't just smell, but looked great too. And of course the drinks and pudding were also laced with blood. There was even the choice of just having regular blood. Gerald had been a french chef many years ago and had kept cooking as a kind of hobby of his. Mathias sat down next to Evon, Mary having sat down on the other side of her new friend. And once everyone was seated they could start eating. Mathias went for a glass of blood and, of course, the sweet looking pudding. Though he also took a slice of bread with butter on it.
"The guns I sell are really just an extra for me. If someone dies and I get to take the implants out, or if a bounty hunter sells me the weapons from their bounty I can just fix them up and sell them again for a slight profit. Implants and androids is where I eventually hope to make some real money." Orion explained, not wanting the two to feel pressured to tell him anything. When Jurgen commented about her being a little crazy and very violent to boot. "Hey, I reject that notion." She spoke with a smirk. "I'm not -that- violent or crazy." The threats she made were one thing, though actually going through with it was a whole other thing.
Eve put the blade on the table standing in the corner, as it looked like a place where the calculations and such were done for prices. "Anyway, Jurgen already explained most of it. I don't know too much about myself either, apart from that I most likely have been activated before a long time ago." Orion thought for a few moments before speaking again. "Did you by any chance come from the sky city?" He asked. Eve shook her head, but then pointed at the dot on his forehead. "But you are, am I right? My creator Prof Nova had one of those dots too, and did say that my tech can't normally be found on the surface. So...what gives?"
The man nodded. "It's only fair if I answer something too. Yes, I'm originally from the sky city. Though I was banished to the surface for going against it's government I believe. I'm not sure, as they erased most of my memory from there. I do think that your tech comes from there, though if it was stolen or created down here, I don't know. Now, one more question then. Any chance I could have a look at that body of yours?" Eve frowned, shaking her head. "That's one step too far for now. But maybe in the future. I figure I will need some kind of mechanic for maintenance if I do get to go pro in the arena, so... what better person to ask than someone that seems to at least know a bit about this tech." The man smiled. "Maybe, though the pay would have to be good." That wasn't hard. He was barely able to make ends meet. But Eve and Jurgen thinking he made a decent living could maybe get him higher payments if they did decide to work together in the future, not to mention free advertisement for his shop if she did well in the arena's. Orion turned to Jurgen again, holding out his hand to shake. "So, 400 credits it is then. Our little chat has been more than worth that discount to me."
Eve put the blade on the table standing in the corner, as it looked like a place where the calculations and such were done for prices. "Anyway, Jurgen already explained most of it. I don't know too much about myself either, apart from that I most likely have been activated before a long time ago." Orion thought for a few moments before speaking again. "Did you by any chance come from the sky city?" He asked. Eve shook her head, but then pointed at the dot on his forehead. "But you are, am I right? My creator Prof Nova had one of those dots too, and did say that my tech can't normally be found on the surface. So...what gives?"
The man nodded. "It's only fair if I answer something too. Yes, I'm originally from the sky city. Though I was banished to the surface for going against it's government I believe. I'm not sure, as they erased most of my memory from there. I do think that your tech comes from there, though if it was stolen or created down here, I don't know. Now, one more question then. Any chance I could have a look at that body of yours?" Eve frowned, shaking her head. "That's one step too far for now. But maybe in the future. I figure I will need some kind of mechanic for maintenance if I do get to go pro in the arena, so... what better person to ask than someone that seems to at least know a bit about this tech." The man smiled. "Maybe, though the pay would have to be good." That wasn't hard. He was barely able to make ends meet. But Eve and Jurgen thinking he made a decent living could maybe get him higher payments if they did decide to work together in the future, not to mention free advertisement for his shop if she did well in the arena's. Orion turned to Jurgen again, holding out his hand to shake. "So, 400 credits it is then. Our little chat has been more than worth that discount to me."
Before Mathias even had the time to release Evon, Mary was already trying to pull her away. That girl was just a bit too energetic at times... though it was also a kind of charm. Only only got weird once you realized that she was already over 100 years old. "Sure sure, we can play ball for a bit." Mathias replied, letting go of Evon and moving to the edge of the water. "How about me against you two then? After all, you can't reach the bottom of the pool Mary." Mary pouted, softly slapping Mathias' arm. "Don't make fun of me! We'll beat you for sure!" Sometimes it was hard to tell whether Mary even knew how old and powerful Mathias was compared to pretty much everyone else of this little group. Then again that might not be so weird considering how little the man talked about himself.
Once the net was set up the three of them got ready. The couple still laying at the edge of the pool even decided to show some interest and see how this would go. They didn't have too much time though, as the table and chairs had already been set up by now, and Gerald was already preparing food. Mathias threw the ball to Evon, telling her to go first.
Once the net was set up the three of them got ready. The couple still laying at the edge of the pool even decided to show some interest and see how this would go. They didn't have too much time though, as the table and chairs had already been set up by now, and Gerald was already preparing food. Mathias threw the ball to Evon, telling her to go first.
(I dun care! I'm rping a highly intelligent android with skin that can change form, realism isn't my main concern! xD Okay okay...what would be good then?)
The man listened patiently when Jurgen explained what he wanted. Luckily he had a few of that model laying in the back. Handguns were more common than the heavier stuff. The rocket launcher he had hanging near the ceiling, for instance, was the only one he had. He even only had 3 grenades for it. As Jurgen was talking Dr. Orion couldn't help but glance at Eve a few times. Most people wouldn't recognize her as an android first glance. But that wasn't all the man noticed. The tech was too advanced for the surface. Custom made as well, by the looks of it. When Jurgen finished the man looked at him for a moment, wondering where he had gotten such tech.
Jurgen saw that as something else though. Like he wanted to try and sell him something more. "No no, it's not about that. I was just thinking...that android, who made her?" Eve came walking towards him, now holding the knife she wanted. "Name's Eve, and yes I'm fully sentient so don't talk to me like I'm not here." The man raised a brow, looking between the two. "Now I'm intrigued..." He mused, looking at Jurgen again. "How about this, I'll give you a discount on the weapons if you have a little talk with me about her. No ill will intended. I'm just interested in such advanced tech. Everything together is 400 credits by the way, and 15 credits per box of 30 bullets. I'll make it 325 for the weapons and 2 bullet cases."
The man listened patiently when Jurgen explained what he wanted. Luckily he had a few of that model laying in the back. Handguns were more common than the heavier stuff. The rocket launcher he had hanging near the ceiling, for instance, was the only one he had. He even only had 3 grenades for it. As Jurgen was talking Dr. Orion couldn't help but glance at Eve a few times. Most people wouldn't recognize her as an android first glance. But that wasn't all the man noticed. The tech was too advanced for the surface. Custom made as well, by the looks of it. When Jurgen finished the man looked at him for a moment, wondering where he had gotten such tech.
Jurgen saw that as something else though. Like he wanted to try and sell him something more. "No no, it's not about that. I was just thinking...that android, who made her?" Eve came walking towards him, now holding the knife she wanted. "Name's Eve, and yes I'm fully sentient so don't talk to me like I'm not here." The man raised a brow, looking between the two. "Now I'm intrigued..." He mused, looking at Jurgen again. "How about this, I'll give you a discount on the weapons if you have a little talk with me about her. No ill will intended. I'm just interested in such advanced tech. Everything together is 400 credits by the way, and 15 credits per box of 30 bullets. I'll make it 325 for the weapons and 2 bullet cases."
(Why does he have to make a problem out of something easy? xD And how is wanting a knife a female thing in any context? :P)
The android looked up when a question was asked, though he didn't answer immediately. "Prices for weapons are not a part of my programming. Please wait until the owner returns." He finally answered, then went back to his work. The droid really was just a repair robot that had been repurposed. He was pretty advanced, sure, but he still relied on the programming of his brain chip. Which was nowhere close to what Eve had.
A minute later a human finally entered the shop, holding a cup of coffee in one hand. "Customers! Great! Interested in cybernetics, or some weapons?" He asked in a friendly tone. The man looked nothing like what you expected. Frail, short blond hair, round glasses, and not looking like he had any cybernetics himself. The most notable feature was a dot on his forehead though. Kind of like a tattoo. "Oh, and since you're new I'll explain my security." He looked at Eve, pointing at one of the guns. "You there, android, try pointing a gun at me." Eve raised a brow, but then figured what the hell why not? So she grabbed a random gun and aimed it at the man. It didn't have any clips anyway. But right away the worker android sprung into action. With great agility it jumped over the table, blades springing from his arms. "Customer, you have five seconds to lower your weapon." It spoke. Eve smirked, lowering the weapon and putting it back again. So he's not just a worker, but also security. Nice touch." She mused, going back to rummaging through the knife box.
The man turned to Jurgen again, a kind smile on his lips. "As you can see, I have excellent security, so I'd like to keep things friendly between me and my customers to keep things from escalating. Now, what were you looking for?" Eve had noticed the dot on the man's forehead too. And she remembered that her creator, now known as Professor Nova, had the same dot. Couldn't just be a coincidence right? But she'd ask him about it later. First she had a particular blade to check out. One that seemed to suit her needs perfectly. It looked like it was made of hardened titanium. And though it was dull now, with a grindstone she could easily sharpen it again.
(Blade: http://fc06.deviantart.net/fs70/i/2013/268/d/0/combat_knives_by_danimedr-d6nx6cu.jpg The top one.)
The android looked up when a question was asked, though he didn't answer immediately. "Prices for weapons are not a part of my programming. Please wait until the owner returns." He finally answered, then went back to his work. The droid really was just a repair robot that had been repurposed. He was pretty advanced, sure, but he still relied on the programming of his brain chip. Which was nowhere close to what Eve had.
A minute later a human finally entered the shop, holding a cup of coffee in one hand. "Customers! Great! Interested in cybernetics, or some weapons?" He asked in a friendly tone. The man looked nothing like what you expected. Frail, short blond hair, round glasses, and not looking like he had any cybernetics himself. The most notable feature was a dot on his forehead though. Kind of like a tattoo. "Oh, and since you're new I'll explain my security." He looked at Eve, pointing at one of the guns. "You there, android, try pointing a gun at me." Eve raised a brow, but then figured what the hell why not? So she grabbed a random gun and aimed it at the man. It didn't have any clips anyway. But right away the worker android sprung into action. With great agility it jumped over the table, blades springing from his arms. "Customer, you have five seconds to lower your weapon." It spoke. Eve smirked, lowering the weapon and putting it back again. So he's not just a worker, but also security. Nice touch." She mused, going back to rummaging through the knife box.
The man turned to Jurgen again, a kind smile on his lips. "As you can see, I have excellent security, so I'd like to keep things friendly between me and my customers to keep things from escalating. Now, what were you looking for?" Eve had noticed the dot on the man's forehead too. And she remembered that her creator, now known as Professor Nova, had the same dot. Couldn't just be a coincidence right? But she'd ask him about it later. First she had a particular blade to check out. One that seemed to suit her needs perfectly. It looked like it was made of hardened titanium. And though it was dull now, with a grindstone she could easily sharpen it again.
(Blade: http://fc06.deviantart.net/fs70/i/2013/268/d/0/combat_knives_by_danimedr-d6nx6cu.jpg The top one.)
Eve thought about the question, not sure which one it was. She didn't have that much money, for one. And he did, or he would again after today at least. And even more so the day after that. As she was confident she could win any showmatch fight that was thrown her way. But before she could answer Jurgen already continued. She sighed when he was finally done, shaking her head a little. "I told you, I just want a knife. I'd like it to be a long one though. Like...a 20 cm blade or something."
And then they were apparently already there. "Huh...small place." Eve commented as they entered. The area they walked inside of indeed had a few racks and some boxes of weapons. Mostly handguns, some guns quite a bit heavier. Behind it stood large workbench and a bunch of equipment. And to the right, through a transparent plastic door, was what looked like a doctor's post, apart from the machines that were clearly meant for cybernetic surgery. Jurgen would probably recognize it as a pretty standard room to get implants, enhancements and replacements in.
At the workbench stood an android that was hammering away at some metal plates, looking like he was trying to get the dents out. Though when his scanners picked the two up his arm slowed down and then stopped in mid swing, as if a machine was turned off. "Welcome customers." It started in a very electronic sounding voice. "Doctor Orion is getting coffee and will return momentarily. Customers are allowed to view our armaments and browse our catalogue." The android pointed at the wall beside the door, which had several papers listing available cybernetics and prices. No price lists for the weapons though. "I know where I need to be~" Eve spoke, spotting a box with a large amount of melee weapons of different sizes in it. Some rusty, some made of normal steel or iron, and some probably of other metals too. "There should at least be one little gem in there, right?" She asked Jurgen, sounding pretty eager about shopping for something to hurt or kill people with.
And then they were apparently already there. "Huh...small place." Eve commented as they entered. The area they walked inside of indeed had a few racks and some boxes of weapons. Mostly handguns, some guns quite a bit heavier. Behind it stood large workbench and a bunch of equipment. And to the right, through a transparent plastic door, was what looked like a doctor's post, apart from the machines that were clearly meant for cybernetic surgery. Jurgen would probably recognize it as a pretty standard room to get implants, enhancements and replacements in.
At the workbench stood an android that was hammering away at some metal plates, looking like he was trying to get the dents out. Though when his scanners picked the two up his arm slowed down and then stopped in mid swing, as if a machine was turned off. "Welcome customers." It started in a very electronic sounding voice. "Doctor Orion is getting coffee and will return momentarily. Customers are allowed to view our armaments and browse our catalogue." The android pointed at the wall beside the door, which had several papers listing available cybernetics and prices. No price lists for the weapons though. "I know where I need to be~" Eve spoke, spotting a box with a large amount of melee weapons of different sizes in it. Some rusty, some made of normal steel or iron, and some probably of other metals too. "There should at least be one little gem in there, right?" She asked Jurgen, sounding pretty eager about shopping for something to hurt or kill people with.
(It's fine, I can pm you small corrections if I already had another plan. Feel free do control them, and also pm me if you have plans already. For that matter, feel free to add to the story, even though I already have an overarching plot in mind. ^^;; )
Mary grinned, pointing at the pool. "Swim of course! We're in swim clothing after all~" Mathias decided that, if they were going to have to wait, he might as well swim a little together with the others at the pool. So once Evon came out, he entered the cabin himself. He got changed in about 2 minutes, since he already knew what pair of swim trunks he wanted to wear, and where it was. After that he returned with a towel hanging over one of his shoulders. Anyone paying attention could see Lemon taking a peek before returning her attention to Spike again. Much to the annoyance of Spoke of course. Though he knew Mathias long enough to know by now that the coven leader wouldn't even think of trying to steal Lemon away, even if Lemon tried to seduce him.
He walked to the water, dropped his towel on the edge, and dove in. Then, staying under water for a bit he appeared right behind Evon and put his arms around her for a moment. "Got you." He spoke, before letting her go again. The man was definitely more cheerful and playful with all of his friends being there as well. "In the future, if you'd like a day away from the mansion during the weekend, we could come here again. Mary's living here for now so she'll be here too." She didn't look old enough to have her own house, much to her own dismay at first. Though by now she had gotten used to it.
Mary grinned, pointing at the pool. "Swim of course! We're in swim clothing after all~" Mathias decided that, if they were going to have to wait, he might as well swim a little together with the others at the pool. So once Evon came out, he entered the cabin himself. He got changed in about 2 minutes, since he already knew what pair of swim trunks he wanted to wear, and where it was. After that he returned with a towel hanging over one of his shoulders. Anyone paying attention could see Lemon taking a peek before returning her attention to Spike again. Much to the annoyance of Spoke of course. Though he knew Mathias long enough to know by now that the coven leader wouldn't even think of trying to steal Lemon away, even if Lemon tried to seduce him.
He walked to the water, dropped his towel on the edge, and dove in. Then, staying under water for a bit he appeared right behind Evon and put his arms around her for a moment. "Got you." He spoke, before letting her go again. The man was definitely more cheerful and playful with all of his friends being there as well. "In the future, if you'd like a day away from the mansion during the weekend, we could come here again. Mary's living here for now so she'll be here too." She didn't look old enough to have her own house, much to her own dismay at first. Though by now she had gotten used to it.
"Whomever mentioned running off? I'm more likely to do as you say, doesn't mean I always will." She shrugged. "See it as you will, I don't plan on going anywhere anyway. I have all I need in life like this. Fighting, smokes, enough credits, and a roof over my head. Though I guess my own bed would be nice." She commented when he mentioned her running off or not.
He got his things together while she just put the cigs and the 170 or so credits she had in her pockets and was done. "Access to the net? Hmm..." She mused, opening the small compartment in her right arm that held the cable. Funny how even if she didn't know this body had a feature, once it was actually used almost came naturally. Kind of like walking, but with less practice needed. "If this cable fits into wherever the net comes out of, it should work." It would still not be as fast as a computer, but then again it would still be faster than a human searching for it and it would be far more accurate than a computer.
The two headed out soon after. Jurgen had the directions, but Eve now had a mental map of the surrounding area. So twice she wanted to say something about which way was better, but decided against it. She would probably come off as rude or something if she did that. "So ah...this cyber mechanic sells guns, but also knives right? Any chance I could get one of those?" She asked as they were walking. It felt like it would be far too messy and cruel to have to bludgeon someone to death with her fists.
He got his things together while she just put the cigs and the 170 or so credits she had in her pockets and was done. "Access to the net? Hmm..." She mused, opening the small compartment in her right arm that held the cable. Funny how even if she didn't know this body had a feature, once it was actually used almost came naturally. Kind of like walking, but with less practice needed. "If this cable fits into wherever the net comes out of, it should work." It would still not be as fast as a computer, but then again it would still be faster than a human searching for it and it would be far more accurate than a computer.
The two headed out soon after. Jurgen had the directions, but Eve now had a mental map of the surrounding area. So twice she wanted to say something about which way was better, but decided against it. She would probably come off as rude or something if she did that. "So ah...this cyber mechanic sells guns, but also knives right? Any chance I could get one of those?" She asked as they were walking. It felt like it would be far too messy and cruel to have to bludgeon someone to death with her fists.
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