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Post by mrsaturn123 on Feb 20, 2009 12:59:23 GMT -5
(not any more then two people please >.> )
Today was a pretty normal day...or at least it seemed. That is until a whole horde of strange robots formed a mile or two away from City Hall. There were all sorts of small blue and yellow robots called Servbots, as well as larger robotic mechs and tanks being driven by the Servbots.
Impatiently, Tron paced back and forth in front of them. She was waiting for something and it was taking far too long.
"WHERE IS IT!!??" she shouted in the Servbots faces, nearly scaring them to death.
"W-we're sorry Miss Tron..." one of the Servbots stuttered ", We're s-sure they'll be here soon..."
"Hmph! Well they better be!" Tron folded her arms across her chest ", Cause if they don't get here within the next ten minutes then you're ALL going to be in BIG trouble!"
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Post by gantzgun74 on Feb 20, 2009 15:59:06 GMT -5
[Sounds good!]
What had happened back in the ITS was nothing more then a setback.
After what had happened, Otto would've been more then willing to forget his first few hours on this world. But like it mattered. The next matter was that the money he had brought was so foreign that it didn't have any worth in this city. He had tried at multiple places, only to be turned down.
Otto made due however, and casually made himself at home on a high branch in a tree at the park here in town. As uncomfortable as it was at first, Otto liked it; he was used to sleeping on worse things in his army experience. And it was a great experience to sleep under the wide blue sky.
It was at times like this, he could relax, watch the clouds go by, and enjoy the tranquility of his thoughts... He sighed. "Finally... Some peace..."
However, such was not to be.
[Otto may be a distance away from Tron, but he discovers and meets the Servbots, just so you know how they meet.]
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Post by mrsaturn123 on Feb 20, 2009 18:12:35 GMT -5
Tron was still barking orders at the Servbots that were still there. Meanwhile though, she had sent out a few Servbots to scout around. Some of them walked by the same tree Otto was sleeping in. They didn't notice him but they did start talking...
"Miss Tron'll be angry if we fail this mission..." one Servbot said to the other.
"She's scary some times," the other replied ", Hopefully no one tries to stop us."
"Yeah, so far it looks easy. City Hall's as good as ours!"
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Post by gantzgun74 on Feb 20, 2009 18:25:34 GMT -5
Little did the two realize, that they had been heard.
"Excuse me?"
Both Serbots froze in horror, and slowly turned to see the intimidating boy with crimson red eyes. "Care to repeat that sentence?"
(One scene later.)
"Thank you for kindly repeating it." Otto said, as he stood tall, hands behind his head, looking content. "I have to thank you by the way. I've had a long, and somewhat humiliating day. You just made it aaaaaaall better." He smirked as he started on his way toward the City Hall.
Meanwhile, the Servbots were black with ash, and trying crawl looking worse for wear.
[If I've crossed any boundaries, forgive me. I tried not to.]
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Post by mrsaturn123 on Feb 26, 2009 15:31:47 GMT -5
[Yeeeah just a bit, but that's okay. They're just Servbots. That was probably what I was going to do anyway. Just try to refrain please next time |D ; ]
Back at the City Hall, Tron was still pacing back and forth impatiently. She was still waiting for the rest of her Servbots to return from their various jobs, but nothing had happened yet still.
"Dammit!" She shouted, causing some of the surrounding Servbots to jump back and cower ", This is taking WAY too long! I wanna start this today before the police come!"
"We're s-sorry Miss Tron..." the Servbots apologized, trying to calm their furious leader.
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Post by gantzgun74 on Feb 27, 2009 13:34:12 GMT -5
None of them were aware of a strange looking young man walking up to them, taking in the weird machines. It was more then obvious that he hadn't seen machines such as these before. Finally, curiosity no longer holding him back, he walked up to one of the tanks and took in the complexity of the machinery.
"Interesting." He muttered to himself, as examined it. From what he could tell, it must have been a vehicle of some type... But the front gun like nozzle was a dead giveaway that it was a weapon, causing Otto to frown. "Must be the weapons." He turned back to where he was walking and took in the who appeared to be the pirate leader. At first, it surprised Otto that the perpetrator was a girl, probably no older, if not a few years older then he was.
He put it aside however and approached, "Hey!"
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Post by mrsaturn123 on Jul 6, 2009 13:56:16 GMT -5
"What the hell do you want!?" Tron snapped at him ", And...just who are you anyway!?"
(I know, I'm sorry it took that long to reply with just that |D ;; )
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Post by gantzgun74 on Jul 6, 2009 17:53:59 GMT -5
Otto took in Tron's form appraisingly. "Who am I? I think the better question is who are you?" Raising an eyebrow, he motioned to the tanks around him. "I was just taking in the machinery here; if your trying to decorate this place you can definately do better then just randomly place these eye-sores all over the place."
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Post by mrsaturn123 on Jul 6, 2009 18:12:56 GMT -5
"Wha-?" Tron wasn't sure what to make of him so she just answered ", My name is Tron Bonne and I am not decorating you idiot! These are weapons! We're taking over!" Her patience had run so thin that she was having a hard time controlling her anger at this point as she almost started stomping her feet as she spoke but managed to refrain.
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Post by gantzgun74 on Jul 7, 2009 21:22:46 GMT -5
Otto raised an eyebrow at Tron, his frown still apparent, despite the insult. "Now why ever would you want to do that? I mean," He motioned to the machines in question. "I agree that the weapons, bulky and clunky as they may be, are powerful looking, but why try something of this... Questionable calibur?"
He put his hands behind his head, "Aren't you concerned that this sort of thing will tarnish your reputation? I mean, a lady has no need for whatever justice keepers or peace makers on this island to chase her. No offense, but have you even tought about what would happen if one of the more powerful heroes came to sort this mess out?"
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Post by mrsaturn123 on Jul 8, 2009 15:43:38 GMT -5
"Oooooh...shutup! Just shutup and get out of here!" she couldn't contain her anger any longer ", You have NO business being here and telling me what I should and shouldn't do!" Quickly Tron ran off towards one of the larger looking mechs and jumped inside.
"If you don't leave you're gonna get it!" her voice shouted from the speakers on the mech's sides.
Meanwhile, there was someone else hiding behind a nearby building...
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Post by gantzgun74 on Jul 8, 2009 21:06:14 GMT -5
Otto looked completely unphased at this intimidating situation...
He sighed a little. "I meant no disrespect. I guess my old chivalrous days as a knight are still deeply ingrained into my soul." He looked up to the mech. "I offer you one last chance to throw down your arms."
He crossed his arm. "Else, I level this entire fleet, with one hand tied behind my back." He said like it was the simplest thing in the world. To further emphasize this, he put his hand behind his back and didn't seem keen on putting it back in action.
... ... ... ... Suddenly, the mechs shadows seem to move of their own record. They were huge shadows, but Tron likely wouldn't see them.
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Post by mrsaturn123 on Jul 9, 2009 10:43:13 GMT -5
Tron stared at him from the inside, wearing a completely shocked and overall confused expression. Suddenly she burst out laughing, the Servbots joining in.
"Are you kidding me?" she cackled ", There's no way in hell you alone could take down all these machines!" She continued to laugh hysterically until suddenly another voice joined in.
"Hmm, I believe you are mistaken."
"What!?"
Walking out from behind a building was another a man who appeared to also be a warrior or sorts. He was average height, had long, jet-black hair, pointed ears and wore black armor over a black tunic. He also appeared to have a sword with him.
"You're quick to underestimate," he added.
(Just felt like adding someone else *shrug*)
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Post by gantzgun74 on Jul 9, 2009 22:46:22 GMT -5
[No prob.]
Otto turned to the obvious warrior, his hand still behind his back. “Stand back there old timer, I can handle these rustbuckets here, no need for unnecessary injury.”
He turned back to Tron keeping a steady eye on the tank nozzle which was pointing directly at him. He just needed an angle; Tron would likely notice the shadows of the mechs traversing across the ground, So what to do…
An idea hit him as he smirked widely. “Hey Miss Bonne! If you believe yourself as so mighty.” He held out his right hand openly, his left hand still behind his back. “Then prove it. One free shot. Right here! I’ll stand still…”
Behind his back, he crossed his fingers. “Promise.”
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Post by mrsaturn123 on Jul 9, 2009 23:13:09 GMT -5
"Old timer?" Culex repeated, obviously pretending to be offended ", Well if you would prefer that I leave these weaklings to you then I'll oblige, but I assure you I wouldn't get in your way." He made a slight bow before jumping up onto a streetlight and folded his arms across his chest.
Tron looked at him for a minute looking confused but ignored him and turned back to Otto.
"Are you...serious?" she laughed ", Free shot? Alright pal but remember that you asked for it!" She aimed carefully at him, taking her time to line up a perfect shot with his head.
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