Post by Mobius on Oct 12, 2011 21:34:08 GMT -5
real big fan of yours ,
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"I have a very good reason for it. That reason is SCIENCE!"[/center]
quite the joke to you ,
[/color][/font][/center]"so, hon. welcome to the distorted world.
what's your name?"
"WHAT? Who's there? Three steps to the left, please.... That's better, you're coming in to focus now. The right photoreceptor was fried recently, haven't picked up a replacement just yet. More importantly, what's a HUMAN doing in my lab? You're certainly not a test subject. ... Interview? Do I look like the interviewing type to you?! I'm a very busy brain! ... Fine, fine, I'll humor you. I am Dr. Mobius, brilliant scientist in the fields of genetic experimentation, energy projection weapons, and all things... uh... SCIENCE-Y! ... What do you mean you've never heard of me?!"
"ey, that's pretty cute. how old are you, and where are ya affiliated?"
"How old am I? Old enough that this brain tank is rusting over. No, I have not let myself go! It's common knowledge that when iron is exposed to normal air it rusts! Even if it isn't supposed to! Ah, how long did that take... Don't interrupt me while I'm talking to myself! ... Fine, fine, I don't have any particular affiliation. I recently used that new war going on as a chance to... obtain... proper equipment for my use. Yes, I am going to get the replacement parts as soon as I am able! [Neutral]"
"young'un, are you? well then, i can deal. so... how bout you and me go on a date?"
"What kind of-- You know what, I don't think I even care. Sure, why not? It's not like I have anything else to lose-- but if you break my other monitor I'm going to split you open and use the parts for whatever experiment I feel like at that specific moment."
"aaand.. what is your specialization?"
"Gauh, why all these incessant questions I already answered?! ... Fighting specialties? Be more specific!" The functioning monitor turns to a diagonal to show a somewhat angry-looking array. "To be honest... I don't recall being in a fight. If I was, I got rid of the memory to make room for more important things. I'd really rather not get involved in actual fighting myself; that glass dome breaking would probably be the end of me, even if I do have a massive store of bio gel for it."
"cool, cool. i guess youre a little talented filly? i like 'em like that."
"You may want to have your own photoreceptors checked; horses tend to have four legs. point one out on my body."
kissed me in your room ,
[/color][/font][/center]"and on to the second section! how tall are you, exactly?"
"Height? More like circumference... guh, let's see... Taking into account the monitors, somewhere between three and five feet. Wh- No, I refuse to dignify that comment with a response."
"ah, just three inches taller. hm. so, what's under your clothes? not that i wont find out for myself."
"Clothes? Are you as mad as you look? ... On second thought, don't answer that question; I don't want to know. Unless you count my chassis as something, I don't really wear them."
"okay, sorry. let's talk about some.. non - crude things? what's your personal style?"
"You know, I could have sworn I answered that for you. Gah, if one of my colleagues were here, I'd see about finding out if you're insane or just that brainless."
"hey, you look like that celebrity... what was the name...?"
"I'm told I look like another brain in a jar named Dr. Mobius, but I'm far superior to whatever that fool might be. Probably stealing my ideas and name to feel better about his own insecurities. [Fallout: New Vegas, Dr. Mobius] And then I have a mechanical suit that I use for dealing with... your kind outside of the lab. Leaving here isn't the best option for me; this brain bot isn't the toughest right now after all the wear and tear. [Fallout 2: Advanced Mk. II Power Armor]"
"right! i remember now. you look just like them. except better, heh heh..."
"I'm sure I am; after all, I am a genius! ... I won't stand for being mocked; if you continue trying my patience, you won't like the consequence."
replied i love you too ,
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"soo, do you like or dislike anything?"
"Oh, scientific pursuits. Vivisection, lobotomy, robotics, reprogramming war robots so that they attack everything on sight, coming up with new ways to send four billion volts of electricity through a human body, poking the brains with a stick to see what twitches... Don't judge me; it's more fun than it sounds. Oh, and my favorite color is green, hence the bio gel. Dislikes... ah... let's see... That ridiculous 'ethics' idea. 'Robots are people too, they develop emotions' The thought would make me develop abdominal pains if I... still had an abdomen. Same point. Nosy interviewers annoy me slightly, but hell, you caught me on my break; caught me with my proverbial pants down. I also dislike cats. They have done much to earn my eternal hatred, things that I have no need to elaborate on."
"ohmyjonas, me too! wow, thats such a coincidence. so have any dirty habits or secrets?"
"How dare you use the word 'coincidence' in my presence! There's no such thing. As for secrets, I actually have doctorates and masters in most fields of science by this point in time. I also made a number of upgrades for these brain bot units before I installed myself in this one. Some fool absconded with them, however, and I haven't had the resources to re-construct them completely."
"coolness, yo. umm. home dawg. anyways. describe yourself."
"As I said, I am a genius."
"like dude! we're so compatible..."
"If you can get past your apparent lack of intelligence, then I presume so."
a little bit insecure ,
[/color][/font][/center]"okay, let's rush through this. i'm thinking dancing? then, we can talk about rooms."
"Do I look like I can dance to you? ... Well, I suppose I could flail my monitors about, but I don't need to break another one before I can obtain replacements."
"shh, if my boss knew about our secret romance... so. what's your heritage?"
"Well, now, that's from a long time ago. Let's see, uh... Eden? Or was that where I worked back then...? Bah, it's been ages; I don't really recall. I was always more focused on my work."
"wow, your family would love me! have anyone else in your family?"
"I had a sister, and a dog. Somehow I doubt they're still around. Last time we wrote each other was... oh... Three years in to that war? Four? I don't really remember; I moved on from there quite some time ago. Established a laboratory in a place with more abundant test subjects. Quite a few of them got out and were able to breed or at least build more of each other... But, no use crying over spilled biogel. "
"oh. sounds horrible. haha. anything else important happen in your life?"
"Well, I've had a great many breakthroughs in robotics and genetic manipulation. Vivisections and lobotomy experiments remain about normal. I was a scientist a long time ago, a human one that is. I specialized in cybernetics and robotics at that time; I designed a lot of updates following the creation of a way to house a fully conscious brain in a robotic body. The basic principle remained the same, but the design changed a lot. The first brain tank was roughly twenty feet in height with no forms of mobility. Unfortunately, the laboratory was destroyed during some war and a majority of the technology lost. For some reason or another, I decided I would rather work on my own and relocated to enemy territory. They had quite a few native beasts that I... erm... 'enhanced', you could say, into their current forms. Seems like whatever humans lived there got wiped out by some disaster later on. Took the top levels of my research center off... and it fried my video collection and the control modules for the robots I was working on. So they got out after that. Wasn't all that pleasant a day. By some stroke of luck, they were afraid of me and just ran away without seeking vengeance. A long time after that, not to long ago actually, I found out about a most beneficial happening. Apparently, our world was dragged by some kind of temporal loop in with a number of others. Whoever ran the loop was terribly sloppy; there's time inconsistencies all over the place. Makes my biogel boil just thinking about it. The good part of it is that I received a great number of new experiments. As soon as they are properly lobotomized, they'll begin their... 'testing', yes. Speaking of which, I believe I'm in need of more neural damping rods and tesla coils... What, are you still here? I answered your questions, what else do you want, me to profess love to you? Or do you insist on being lobotomized?"
"hey, look! we're done. so, i would ask you on a second date, but i'm about to explode. no, really. please step back."
"Excellent. I was in need of more organs. Try not to get bits of yourself on the monitors; cleaning without hands is not an easy task."
of this mistreatment ,
[/color][/font][/center]name. Klein
age. 17
rp experience. Too long
rules. Thundaga
rp sample.Namine had decided a few days ago that, finally, the time had come for her to leave Twilight Town. She had discovered by meeting Ventus that peoples memories had been harmed, and that they needed them back. Her powers could help them; if she could put their memories back, that would make things start going back to normal at least a little... right? In any case, Namine had decided to travel south from Twilight Town, in the direction of what she thought was the nearest city. She had ended up finding out that her Keyblades, when present, let her float a bit above the ground, and had used that fact to avoid getting her new shoes (She liked them) covered in purple swamp muck. Finally reaching the city, she was surprised to find it deserted.
"Hello...?" The blond Nobody called out, her soft voice echoing off the walls of the eerily silent city. There was a noise like a growl from deeper in the abandoned city that made Namine tremble just a bit. Abandoned cities like this almost always had monsters in them... she hoped they weren't the monsters that she had a feeling would be coming for her as soon as Organization XIII's remnants got organized. Despite her fear, Namine took a deep breath, willed Harmony and Discord away and began walking further into the city, hoping she could overcome her fear and, if need be, protect herself in a fight. She hoped there was someone here to actually help...
