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I'm back from my hiatus after finally graduating :)

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As the men ran put the door, Mable stuck her head into the hallway and yelled, "Come back and I'll smack both y'all's asses!" She slammed the door so hard a small crack appeared above the archway. A few curses slipped from her lips as she stared at her cyborg hand. Gotta be more careful, she thought to herself.

Mable retreated into the kitchen to find Owen tending to his wounds. "I would say we should call the police, but, uh...they don't like cyborgs much. Probably should've mentioned that. Wanna tell me who those assholes were?"
For those still catching up, I spent the past few days documenting the current plot threads with as much detail as possible.






Omg i love it
@Zimocron Finally got a good picture up lol it's in character tab
I'm very interested :) are vampires playable or is it just humans?
Mable stayed crouched in her room, but if she creaked her door wide enough, she could see the two men begin to harass her new roommate. "Where the fuck is the money?" One spat in his face.

They don't know that I'm here, Mable thought to herself. She could hear where Owen had turned the faucet on, but the men didn't seem to notice.

One grabbed Owen's hand and slowly began to twist his fingers back, causing him to wince. Before Mable could think, she slammed open her door, yelling, "Hey!" She punched one guy in the face with her mechanical arm, the sickening sound of flesh hitting iron resonating throughout the room. "Back the fuck off, he paid rent."
"Let's head back to the apartment real quick, I gotta grab my phone charger."

They headed back to the flat speedily. Mable grabbed her phone charger, but before they could head back out, somebody started pounding on the door.

"What the fuck?" She whispered under her breath. "Any idea who that is?"
Despite how awesome this roleplay looks and how awesome I think it's gonna be, i gotta withdraw my interest. I'll be watching tho, goodluck guys!
It wasn't an uncommom question. Cyborgs were still very uncommom, even in big cities. Mable chewed on a piece of bacon before replying. "I burned quite a lot of my arm in a house fire when I was 9, lost the matter all the way up my shoulderblade. I got my arm stuck in a desk drawer after my brother slammed it into one while we were scrambling out." Mable felt a shiver run up her spine, but she surpressed it. She use to quiver in fear each time she thought or spoke about it, but she had gone to therapy for years and had managed to mostly get over it. "But it's okay. I don't hold a judge."
Mable rubbed at the water stain on her pants. "Nah, I'm fine. The arm is water resistant so I'll be fine." Their food was brought to them and she began to dig it. "You know, little known fact, but many cyborgs don't have to consume as much food if they lack certain body parts, but I still dig in just as much as before I lost my arm."
Mable watched in fascination. She'd never really been around the magically gifted much, so it was all alien and new. She picked up the small ice bridge with her mechanical hand, careful not to crush it between her metal fingertips. "It's so co--" a waitress walked by and dropped her platter of food to the floor, causing Mable to jump. The little ice bridge crumbled in her iron palm. Water began to drip onto her leg. "Oh, my god, I'm so sorry, Owen!"
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