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乇乂ㄒ尺卂 ㄒ卄丨匚匚
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A sentence you wasted 5 seconds to read.
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Who came up with the idea to make our statuses quotes from philosophers, anyway?
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We could be doing something productive with our lives... instead, we're here.
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A random quote from some philosopher that we'll forget in a few moments.
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Which one? I have a few on a randomizer.
I do hope that people are just busy with finals n crap, and that this isn't dead or anything.
Yes it is. People are just going through finals n crap.
I am good to go.
Conna'Cel ignored Rosaline, not recognizing "Mr. Roboto" as his name. As he scanned the area, he detected a pocket of... nothing. A vacuum of space where there should have been at least the various gases that make up air. "Error, vacuum detected, performing secondary scan," Conna'Cel said as he started trying to scan for anything that could explain the vacuum. As he did, he noted that it moved, and right past him too. The shape of the vacuum was also incredibly peculiar, as well as the movement of air around it. This set off some warning signals on his hud. "Warning, unknown entity detected. Activating continuous scan," Conna'Cel said, then as he did so, he was grabbed and thrown into the ground.
"Unknown entity marked as hostile," Conna'Cel said. "Minor damage detected, repair when possible." His titanium body was good for strong impacts, so he wasn't fazed by the sudden attack. "Calculating...." Conna'Cel said as he crunched the numbers he got from the creature and what it could do so far. "Battle mode engaged." His arms transformed into his energy blades, and even his wings appeared from the back of his body. He launched himself into the air as flames started appearing out of nowhere, then shot himself toward the invisible creature, using the shape of the vacuum he was getting from his continuous scan to locate the creature, and slashed at where Conna'Cel thought was the neck.
"Unknown entity marked as hostile," Conna'Cel said. "Minor damage detected, repair when possible." His titanium body was good for strong impacts, so he wasn't fazed by the sudden attack. "Calculating...." Conna'Cel said as he crunched the numbers he got from the creature and what it could do so far. "Battle mode engaged." His arms transformed into his energy blades, and even his wings appeared from the back of his body. He launched himself into the air as flames started appearing out of nowhere, then shot himself toward the invisible creature, using the shape of the vacuum he was getting from his continuous scan to locate the creature, and slashed at where Conna'Cel thought was the neck.
Yup, here.
Michelle staggered a bit after being pushed by Lucy, not expecting her to do that at all. After regaining hopping backwards on one foot a few times and regaining her balance, Michelle looked at the duo with her right eyebrow raised. She placed her hands on her hips and listened as they talked.
Then Sten started talking to the others about the cause and effect of recent events, and Michelle sighed. "Well then, what are we still standing here for?" She asked Sten. "We obviously have things to do and people to see, so we might as well hop to it." She adjusted her glasses and continued, "We'll need all the information we can get. Who knows when something like this might happen again?"
Then Sten started talking to the others about the cause and effect of recent events, and Michelle sighed. "Well then, what are we still standing here for?" She asked Sten. "We obviously have things to do and people to see, so we might as well hop to it." She adjusted her glasses and continued, "We'll need all the information we can get. Who knows when something like this might happen again?"
Ehh no worries. 666 isn't even the devil's number, although that may just be my interpretation.
Conna'Cel noted how fast it could done his shots and adjusted his calculations accordingly. Now it was ready to deliver more accurate attacks. However, Conna'Cel barely started moving before Adrian started to flash a brilliant light and transform, taking on a new appearance. Now Conna'Cel was uncertain about his next action. His facial recognition system no longer identified him as the demon he had been attacking. It also did not help that this new being acted nothing like the insane pyromaniacal demon. However, by using his logic system, he was able to determine from this new being's words and the events of just a few moments ago that he was indeed the demon he had been attacking.
Now he needed to decide on a new course of action. As he processed this, his auto-targeting system started selecting targets among the fauns who were still alive, and his gun arm eliminated them. Conna'Cel then decided to move on. The fauns were mere Cannon fodder, and he had no time to waste messing around with them. He then started debating whether to find a path out of the building, or simply make his own. "Calculating energy costs..." Conna'Cel said. "Creating a path results in less energy used." He then walked up to a wall and sliced through it with his blade, creating a large gash in the wall.
However, before Conna'Cel could do anything about it, the gash closed as quickly as it appeared. "Error, sudden emergence of unknown factor, recalculating," Conna'Cel said. After a short period, he said, "Walls possess self-regeneration. Creating a path no longer a viable option. Proceeding to next option." Ignoring everyone around him, except for the fully identified hostiles, he scanned the area until he determined all the doors within the room, finding only one. Walking over to it and opening it, he scanned the area ahead to detect any potential dangers before he went through.
Now he needed to decide on a new course of action. As he processed this, his auto-targeting system started selecting targets among the fauns who were still alive, and his gun arm eliminated them. Conna'Cel then decided to move on. The fauns were mere Cannon fodder, and he had no time to waste messing around with them. He then started debating whether to find a path out of the building, or simply make his own. "Calculating energy costs..." Conna'Cel said. "Creating a path results in less energy used." He then walked up to a wall and sliced through it with his blade, creating a large gash in the wall.
However, before Conna'Cel could do anything about it, the gash closed as quickly as it appeared. "Error, sudden emergence of unknown factor, recalculating," Conna'Cel said. After a short period, he said, "Walls possess self-regeneration. Creating a path no longer a viable option. Proceeding to next option." Ignoring everyone around him, except for the fully identified hostiles, he scanned the area until he determined all the doors within the room, finding only one. Walking over to it and opening it, he scanned the area ahead to detect any potential dangers before he went through.
Hey Rethel, just a reminder to put in day 2.
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