My LEGO Nexus Organization

In a not-so-distant future, in the year 2131, the world has changed quite a bit. Not every human is 'pure'. Not everyone can be considered human, or at least that's what some people say. Some people... are cyborgs. Some by choice, others because they have to be. Some nations accept these cyborgs. Other nations don't. Some take advantage, like the Chinese Empire, and Korea, where everyone has to be a Cyborg or face death. Some hate the very idea of cybernetic implants, and would kill you upon knowing that you are a cyborg. Such nations that do this would include most of Africa, most of South America unless you happen to be a crimelord, middle Eastern nations, and the Eastern United States, now separated from the rest of the United States, because of conflicting opinions. Some other nations are a lot more open minded, such as the European Union, which now includes Australia and New Zealand. There is also the Western United States of America, and Canada, as well as Japan and Russia. They all accept cyborgs.

Humanity has also managed to make its steps into extra-terrestrial colonisation. There are many colonies on the moon, and most inhabitants of the moon are cyborgs, with lung replacements so they have an easier time surviving the moon's conditions. But not all of the moon's inhabitants are cyborgs-the Eastern United States Moon Colony has no cyborgs at all, just like the nation on Earth. There is also a base on Mars, created in an agreement between the European Union, Western United States, Russia, and the Chinese Empire, which is for Scientific Research. There are certain rumours... but many governments have covered them up. The information must not get out, or the world will be plunged into even more chaos.

But as of recently, many of the nations that do not agree with cybernetic implants have cut off all contact with any of the moon colonies, even their own. This does not bode well, as it means there are several people stuck on the moon without contact from anyone but their own colony members, as inter-colony contact is discouraged. As if that wasn't enough, there has been a cyborg uprising in Canada, believing themselves to be superior to everyone else, and some fear this may lead to other uprisings. Not only that, but it has been said that nations like the Chinese Empire and Korea have been misusing implants, to force propaganda into their citizens' heads. And then, there is the overall tension between humanity, and cyborgs. Some humans believe that by becoming cyborgs, they are ridding themselves of 'purity', and should be treated as second class citizens.

---

In a dimly lit apartment, a young man crept towards his bed. His eyes were lit, for he was a cyborg. In his country, they weren't accepted. If anyone were to find out, he would be killed, probably. People in his country hated cybernetics. Fortunately, he lived near a constantly shifting border, between the Eastern United States-his country-and the Western United States, a country which accepted cyborgs. He once pondered why he hadn't moved there yet, but then he remembered the incredibly tight, biased border security. Not to mention the gunfights.

Knock.

His attempt at evading had failed, he knew. What was in store for him, he did not. The door creaked as it opened, and a local policeman walked in.

"Seth Tregol, you cyborg traitor. You are under arrest for associating with or being a cyborg."

Seth begrudgingly ceased his creeping, and began following the policeman. Could this really be his end?

---

Northwards, in the mostly-open minded Canada, another young man, this one 100% human, sat in the branches of century-old tree. This one had a blade on his back, and held a grudge, against the cyborgs that had brutally murdered his friends and family. He sat there, reading his favourite manga. Unfortunately, he just so happened to reside in the very city where the cyborgs had an uprising. Footsteps and a shout were heard.

"ARE YOU INFERIOR?!"

The man put his manga down, revealing his piercing eyes and eternal frown. A sharp blade was readied on a group of four, several biased cyborgs were no more.

But others heard the commotion, and the man named Virunk knew it was time for action. Under his breath, he uttered: "Don't interrupt me."

---

Across the globe, in Japan, an intelligent but young cyborg by the name of Matt Keito, who helped create the first sentient computer system, was on his way to his prestigious job at a robotics firm. For him, the day could end up very interesting...

OOC: Perfect. =D

-==IC: Virunk==-

Virunk looked around with a scowl, at the remains of the Cyborgs who had interrupted him, and turned in the direction of the others, who were running toward him; the majority of the group's robotic appearances betraying their identities, as Virunk spun his sword in his hand.
"I won't hold back!" Virunk stated coldly, as he got himself ready for the upcoming fight, his jacket blowing in the wind.

Matt walked into his lab, his neurotransmitter beaming his brainwaves to the doors to unlock them automatically. "Welcome back Mr. Keito" a robotic voice said. A hologram of his "butler", a visualization of his favorite anime character, appeared, floating in midair. "what's the bossman have on the docket for me today?" he asked the character. it fizzled out of existence and was replaced with a chart. the voice said "an experimental sentient robot has escaped from a lab in Silicon Valley" Matt sighed. He hated flight security, but at least he was going to California. Pretty nice place, unlike the rest of America. He held up his left arm, and a circtut in it flashed, then absorbed the hologram. "lets go."

OOC: I keep forgetting that sometimes I have to move things myself. =P

-==IC: Virunk==-

Virunk waited, as the group closed in, underestimating his abilities, thinking him totally inferior to them. As he waited, he noticed that it was a relatively small group, only bout 5 or 6 Cyborgs.
I can take them. Virunk thought, as he waited for them to get into range, thankful they didn't appear to have any guns or energy based weapons.

OOC: That's the only thing I'm considering allowing Virunk to get, implant wise; additions to his hands that allow him to absorb and shoot energy. =P

OOC: I'm not sure how you'd absorb energy, but a laser built into, say, the palm of your hand? Very doable. ;)

IC: As Matt's plane took off, he closed his eyes and activated his neural implant. His mind materialized in cyberspace, inside a bustling courtyard full of people. He closed his eyes and listened in, seeing what was going on. He overheard a social network stream from someone in Canada, and swore. He didn't comprehend WHY someone would forsake implants - well maybe they were just poor - but that was no reason for hate crimes. He walked over the o e of the "walls" of the courtyard, a boiling mass of code seemingly held back by a semi-opaque force field he plunged him arm in and the wall turned red. Matt shook his head and mentally released the required code to bypass the social network's security. He pulled the cyborg's stream forwards mad frowned. Canada. He held up the palm of his hand and a hologram popped up. he shook his head and the hologram began "scrolling" through viruses. Selecting a particularly nasty looking one, he leaned back and threw it into the network stream.

IC (Canada): the leader of the cyborgs about to attack Virunk started shaking, then fell over. The other four looked to each other, worried, then pulled him up an turned to face Virnuk. The other three collapsed and the last one leaned back, a hologram popping out of his eye. "You're welcome. I just broke a few laws to save your a**, so take this" the hologram threw a stylized $ at Virnuk, which got absorbed by his phone "and go get yourself an arm or something"

-==IC: Virunk==-

Virunk, startled, frowned, as he looked at the newcomer hologram in slight suspicion.
"Who are you?" Virunk asked, half curious and half suspicious as to why someone who could use the technology that well would help destroy other Cyborgs, however, he nodded in thanks for helping him out.

OOC: Absorbing energy isn't required, though I wasn't sure what energy source the laser would run off of. =P

"I always thought Canada was big into tolerance and all that" the hologram of Matt said. Virnuk noticed that Matt's hand, and one eye, were not organic. "I'm setting these guy's systems to say they got a virus from a bad porn site. Note of advice; if you get a neural implant, use more encryption than just a simple password. Big guy here" Matt indicated the leader "his entire brain was only protected by the passcode 'ilikebigbutts'. What an idiot." Matt's avatar shook it s head in disgust.

-==IC: Virunk==-

Virunk frowned at seeing the non-organic eye and hand, but shrugged.
"I don't know anything about that... I'm one of the only non-cyborgs here. The Cyborgs killed all the rest; including my family, friends, and the person who taught me how to fight." Virunk said, looking off to the side slightly, but keeping an eye on the mysterious hacker, since he still wasn't entirely sure of him.

"..."
Matt's avatar hung its head. "What a world."
After a moment he asked "so I assume, after giving you a million dollars for an implant, out of the goodness of my heart, that you don't have one because you can't afford it?"

OOC: =P
Also, in the future setting of this RPG, a million is equal to about $2500 =P

IC:

Inside a rather small and therefore cramped car with broken windows, Seth began wondering what his fate would be. Would it be cruel, painful and long, or sweet and short? His hands were cuffed, so it would be difficult to find a way to escape. Only way to find out his fate was to ask.

"What is my fate?" Seth asked the policeman that had arrested him.

"Death, unless the government interferes. Which they shouldn't. You are cyborg scum, you defile the purity of the human race. Now shut up. You are my inferior, clearly. You do not have the rights of a human, cyborg. Remember that. Your impurity has proven to be your downfall."

"...I have tricks."

"Shut up, scum."

And then, out of Seth's cybernetic right hand, in the direction of the policeman, but not close as his hands were cuffed, a laser had been fired. It did not kill, but it left a mark, as well as leaving the policeman unconscious for a few minutes. Seth climbed out of the car using his legs, through the broken windows, and then, Seth began running in the general direction of the border between the EUS and the WUS. Perhaps, once he was in the WUS, he could go northwards, and enter Canada. Once he was out of the EUS, he could possibly find refuge.

-==IC: Virunk==-

"Money is in fact one reason." Virunk said, but nodded.
"However, I won't deny that the incidents here haven't made me hesitant to get implants." Virunk admitted, but frowned.
"However... I'm starting to think that there are indeed some good cyborgs; though I wonder if it's directly related to the amount of implants they have here." Virunk said, but mused for a moment.
"Getting an implant that I could hide, though, would hopefully get the cyborgs here off my case constantly..." Virunk said, not liking the fact that he needed to get an implant, but it might help him in the long run, indeed.

"Eh, I've transferred a few souls to the cloud, they're plenty good people. Its probably just these guys's twisted sense of right and wrong. I blame religion, myself. Have you heard of some of these cyborg cults that have been popping up? Its ridiculous."

"Hey, you seem like a good guy. Let's make a deal. You don't tell anyone about this incident, and if you can make it to silicon valley tomorrow, I'll get you whatever implant you want"

OOC: new character, what do you think?

IC:

Just as he was started to get tired from running, and nowhere near the border between the EUS and WUS, a limousine pulled up to Seth. This was strangely convenient. A rather tall and lanky pure man exited the limousine, and began speaking, with a Canadian accent, to Seth.

"Are you Seth Tregol?"

Seth nodded, not knowing what game this man was playing at. Surely he was here to arrest him, not ask questions?

"Since we don't have the time, we're going to dump you in the middle of a city now ruled by Cyborgs due to an uprising. What we want you to do is infiltrate the cyborgs there, and learn where the next uprisings will be, and where these cyborgs will attack next. You shall report back to us every two days. Understood?"

"You can't just pluck me from here."

"I bloody well can. You have no choice in this, for the Canadian government has chosen an expendable person like you for reasons I am not allowed to know."

"This is awfully convenient." Seth responded, no emotion in his voice.

"Yes, well, you may end up in a few gunfights and a few more wounds than you were anticipating. The city is more dangerous than you think. Now enter the dang limousine."

-==IC: Virunk==-

"Hmm... I'll try. Would probably be a good idea to get out of this town for a moment... Maybe when I return, I can do something to fix this." Virunk said, as he nodded.

OOC: Sounds cool. I anticipate a few encounters with Virunk, on the opposite side of the battlefield. =P ... Maybe, and maybe not, instigated by Virunk. >>'

Lieutenant Hazel Trenmari's jet landed., and she and her squad surrounded the ambassador. "Move out!" Her captain shouted, and the started walking out of Mirimar Air base. Their destination: Los Angeles, capital of the WUSA.

OOC: time skip?

OOC:

Timeskip. ;)

IC:

An unspecified amount of hours later...

The limousine arrived in the middle of the city now taken over by Cyborgs. It had taken many steps to be cautious, as well as not be seen by anyone or anything. And then, Seth was literally thrown out of the limousine's window, with his face towards the ground. He knew what he was commanded to do. Of course, people are going to notice someone that just appeared out of nowhere. So he had to be cautious himself.

Apparently, the cyborgs that had overtook the city believed in 'unwritten laws', which to many, meant there were none. This often resulted in fighting. But at least they all believed they were superior to men, and that was what brought them together to overthrow the city. And it is what brings them together to attack other places, and pure men.

OOC: Alright then.

-==IC: Virunk==-

Virunk, having traveled back to his house before he left, traveled across the highway in his car.
"What do I do after this, though...?" Virunk wondered, the frown still on his face, as the wind blew through his hair; which was currently down, since he hadn't done anything to his hair before he left the town that he had been in.

Matt raised a hand in greeting as Virnuk's car pulled up to the laboratory. "Welcome to the lab."

-==IC: Amarus Zagrene==-
Amarus sighed as he left the psychiatrist's office.  Well, that's another hundred grand wasted.  Third time this month.   A limousine waited for him at the end of the covered awning, but he waved the driver off.  "I'm going to head down to the Department of Games branch, it's close enough to walk.  See you in twenty minutes."  The driver nodded and plugged his hand implants into the dashboard, starting the vehicle and driving it off.  The sun beat down upon Zagrene's brow, but he ignored it the best he could.  No way was he rolling up his long sleeves or his pants--he could break out in implants at any time, and keeping his body covered was an easy way to pretend they weren't there.

As he crossed a street, a group of passing teenagers pushed by, laughing and joking around.  All made a deliberate effort to shove Zagrene as hard as they could--he ignored them, glad that no cybernetics had appeared on his face today.  He glanced at the park beside him, and saw children launching disks and balls of harmless holographic light at each other, unwittingly imitating a centuries-old movie about a man trapped inside a cyberspace grid.  Trapped...yes, that's a good word for it.  But Flynn just had to beat up a computer program to escape.  For me...there is none.  Lost in thought, he didn't notice the wire-bearded man skulking behind the tree ahead of him until it was too late.

"Excuse me," the man said suddenly, stepping into Zagrene's path, "but are you backed up?  When you are permanently deactivated, will your eternal hard drive be uploaded to the Grid of Nirvana, or will your personality files be found wanting by the Great Processing Unit, routed to the intergalactic bit-bucket, and permanently deleted?  I'm Nate Al, Cleric of the Gates, and I'd like to upgrade your life."

Irritated and yet somehow amused, Zagrene took stock of the man as he continued to chatter away.  The visible patch of the man's chest, replaced by a clear plastoid material, revealed an intricate mix of natural and cybernetic components, most of which appeared to have been patched and repaired over and over again.  Of course, the man's clothing drew attention away from this; a patchwork of red, green, blue, and orange flaglike-squares, surrounded by iridescent blue bubbles, the absurdity of the cleric's tunic was matched only by that of his jacket, a sickening translucent aquatic blue styled somewhat like a formal suit jacket--it looked like the tailor had woven it from top to bottom, but had forgotten to stop, leaving the garment to drag at least a foot along the ground.  Rows of white LEDs along the seams completed the garish horror.  Zagrene tuned back in to the man's sermon: "...and all you have to say to guarantee this is, 'My name is,' then say your name, and then proclaim, 'and I'm a PC.'  Whaddaya say?"

Zagrene coldly sidestepped the lunatic preacher, and continued on his way, ignoring the man's calls for him to come back.  To his consternation, another man--this one clearly a Wozniak priest--was headed his way.  Zagrene broke into a run, and managed to get out of sight of the park, when he rand into an attractive woman close to his age.  "Oh, I'm sorry, the cultists are out in the park again, and I--"

"That's OK," the woman said in a heavily synthesized voice.  "I am undamaged.  Are you intact, sir?"

"Zagrene.  Call me Zagrene."

"From now on, I will call you Zagrene.  OK?"

Zagrene looked the woman up and down again, this time with a more critical eye.  She was wearing plainclothes, and if she was what he thought she was...  He took a small ring from his pocket and slipped it on, then pressed a button on the lower left of the holographic display pad that appeared in front of his hand.  "Hello, Los Angeles Police Department?  There's a jailbroken Siri model at Reseda and Oxnard."  The woman took off running.  "Headed east," he added, before closing the line.  His good deed done, Zagrene continued south, hoping to reach the Department before anything else could annoy him.

OOC: well, i was going to wait for blade to post, but.....

IC: Matt paused, receiving a mental alert. "actually, we're gonna have to put that on hold. they found the robot i was sent here to capture. Been sighted in the capitol."

"...wanna join me?"

OOC: Oops, sorry. =/

-==IC: Virunk==-

"Alright." Virunk said with a nod, still finding that kinda odd, but didn't say anything, as it was just something he hadn't gotten used to seeing, aside from in Cyborgs who wanted to kill him.

Matt nodded, and mentally summoned his car. Moments later a classic (2030) Audi pulled up, driverless. "I noticed you drove here yourself? why'd you disable its autopilot? driving yourself is dangerous. people used to die because they piloted their own vehicles..... yours is certainly new enough to have an autopilot, frankly i'm surprised it has a steering wheel."

-==IC: Virunk==-

"It helps enhance my reactions; and besides, those new cars stop if they sense things in front of you. The... 'people'... I fight, they don't expect a car to not stop when they step in front of it to stop it." Virunk said with a shrug.
"Besides; my whole family knew how to drive; and made sure I knew, before..." Virunk stopped that sentence, a frown on his face.

"Well, hop in, I gotta go catch this thing." Matt said, jumping in the "driver's" seat.

OOC; ask about the escaped robot =P

-==IC: Virunk==-

Virunk nodded, as he got into the other seat.
"So; what's this about an escaped robot, anyway?" Virunk asked, a frown still on his face, though not because of anything Matt had done.

"Escaped Siri prototype"
Matt looked over and saw a blank look on Virnuk's face.
"Several decades ago one of the old tech giants, called Apple, went under. most of it was bought up by Google And Microsoft, the ones you read about in the history books. Our company, a Google spinoff, got Apple's not-very-good, but somehow very popular AI software, were tasked with making it a true intelligence. when our division got spun off, we kept the Siri name and brand. We've been putting the Siri intelligence into robots for years now. I was brought on to help Siri achieve sentience, which I did. First sentient prototype was shipped here for testing, and, it (somehow) got loose."

OOC: ask how you make robots sentient =P

-==IC: Virunk==-

Virunk frowned, and shook his head.
"How can you make robots sentient anyway? And why? Those androids are likely the entire reason that my city was overrun by cyborgs..." Virunk said, not realizing the unfortunate name that he used to describe the sentient robots.

OOC: Well, they would be androids. =P

IC:

Seth stared at the area he was in. It was an area obviously ravaged by the cyborg uprising in the city, as there were quite a few crumbling residential houses, that were home to a few 'pure' human corpses. It was very bleak and depressing.

"Did you kill the inferiors?" a half robotic, half organic voice projected into his left ear.

Seth jumped in surprise. He was not expecting to be approached or interacted with, but then he figured that if you stand out in the open looking blank, someone's going to notice.

"No, I did not."

"You would do well to take care of any loose inferiors or any inferiors that don't immediately submit to us. In this city, only superiors can rule. Such is why we killed that pile of meat that used to be in charge of this city... first here, then the neighbouring areas. Keep on the lookout for any piles of meat, and if they don't submit, destroy them."

Then, the voice Seth heard vanished, its source indiscernible, as if the speaker was never there. Seth dismissed the thought of killing non-cyborgs, that was uncivilised. After all, he was here to infiltrate the cyborgs and learn where they will attack next, not to kill innocent people.

I might as well seek the source of that voice... Seth thought, and so, turned to face his left and began a quest to find a cybernetic man who could project his voice into people's ears through cybernetics.

"Android. Pah. The Android AI put in charge of Mars is the most advanced life form we know of. I'd rather not discuss it right now, if you get me started I likely won't stop.'

After a moment's pause, Matt continued. "Traditional computers are binary. 1s and 0s. On and off. Yes and no. And nothing in between. To make a true intelligence, it needs to be able to think in shades of gray. The most basic quantum computers operate with three: on, off, and a halfway state. Depending who you ask, its both on an off at the same time, or halfway in between on and off. Its kinda hard to explain. An advanced quantum computer can see nearly infinite 'shades of gray'. That's what makes the ability for true thought, for self awareness. All the human brain is, is a chemical-based quantum computer. All we needed to figure out was the 'coding language' the human brain was 'coded' in, how certain molecules and cells store data and how to convert it into a more usable form. Once that was done, true cyborgs were easy. "

"But that doesn't explain sentient robots" Virnuk pointed out.

"True, true. But they depend on each other. See, we were never able to make a true sentient computer. A very intelligent one, yes, but never sentient. We were missing something. So, one day, I had an idea. Take the parts of code we're missing from the one functional, sentient, quantum computer we DO have." Matt tapped his forehead with a finger. "Three lines of my own source code was all it took. The computer answered me with its own words. Then it thanked me."

-==IC: Virunk==-

"So the sentient robots, were the result of the missing code being added..." Virunk said, and nodded; things making a little more sense.
"What happened after that?" Virunk asked, curious at that, as he still didn't know everything about the cyborgs; and every little bit would help, in his mind.

"it was a simple matter of sharing the code: Sentient systems became possible quickly. This 'Siri' model was the first one put into a  body, about 6 months ago. There have been Siri-series robots before, it was a simple matter to modify one to accept the new AI. She took the name Kira. She..... was quite something. Indistinguishable from a human, except for her signature look: YOU would probably even recognize a Siri Shell."
*sigh*
"She was reluctant to come here but they wanted to study her. I guess she didn't like it very much." Matt said, trailing off.

-==IC: Virunk==-

Virunk frowned deeper, but nodded.
"I believe I've had encounters with these 'Siri' shells, yes." Virunk said, but that wasn't what troubled him the most.
"What kind of knowledge does she have?" Virunk asked, since he had been researching Japanese things bfore the rebellion, and that name did not sound good at all...

"A full download of several knowledge banks"

-==IC: Virunk==-

"Does that include languages, too?" Virunk asked, just to check.

"All of them"

-==IC: Virunk==-

"That's what I thought... I think her name was chosen for a reason." Virunk said with a frown.

OOC: no, it wasn't =P

IC: "dunno what that would be... we just have to find her before the cops do - i'm afraid they'd kill her."

OOC: I see. =P

-==IC: Virunk==-

"Did something go wrong, or something?" Virunk asked, not totally sharing his fondness for cyborgs; but would not get in the way, and would help. Matt had helped Virunk by disabling Cyborgs; so, for a change, Virunk would return the favour, by helping a Cyborg for once, despite the fact that he inwardly believed it should be killed.

"I don't know. The facility they sent her to was secure, she wasn't allowed communications in or out."

-==IC: Virunk==-

Virunk frowned.
"So, then, are we trying to break her out, or track her down, or something like that?" Virunk asked, slightly confused at that point.

"Track her down. She escaped, she was sighted in a park in LA an hour ago."

-==IC: Virunk==-

"Ah, I see..." Virunk said with a nod, not sure how else to reply at that very moment.

*timeskip*

IC: Matt and Virnuk pulled up to the LAPD HQ. "I'm gonna go in and get some info. You wanna come or stay here?"

OOC: I have no idea where to go from here >_<

-==IC: Virunk==-

"Do they accept humans?" Virunk asked, slightly suspicious of this new place, but would follow if that was a yes.

"Yeah, the West Coast is pretty good with equality...."

-==IC: Virunk=-

"Alright then... I'll go with you." Virunk said, as he stood up, not removing his sword from his back, however.

OOC: Comment on that, should be intriguing of a conversation. =P

"Though I do find it interesting that you don't refer to us as human" Matt replied as they approached the building.

-==IC: Virunk==-

"Not what I really meant; though I guess it's been picked up by referring to 'enhanced' humans and robots as cyborgs the last year or so, since that's pretty much all that was in my town..." Virunk said, with a slight shrug.

They entered LAPD HQ.

OOC: running low on storyline ideas for this part.....

OOC: For which part? The entire Kira arc, or this particular part?

-==IC: Virunk==-

Virunk looked around with curiosity, at the cleanliness and non-destroyed state of the building.

OOC: This part :P

IC: Matt introduced himself to the chief of police, a man with a visor replacing his eyes. He explained his claim on the robot and the officer gave what info they had on the escaped Siri model.

OOC: intentional robocop reference is intentional :P

IC:

Seth panted. Despite an unknown time of searching for it, he could find the origin of the voice that had projected into his left ear earlier. He came to a stop in an alley between buildings, having run past several other cyborgs, who took no notice once they realised Seth was a cyborg.

Then, a laser almost hit him. Several lasers, actually. He was in trouble now.

OOC:

Gonna set up something considerably big pretty soon.

IC:

"I surrender, I surrender...?" Seth said, confused as to why he was a target to be attacked.

Seth's attackers emerged, and they approached him in sync with each other, almost lifeless as they walked.

"Come with us." One of his attackers spoke, without emotion.

-Slightly Later-

Seth and his former attackers entered a tall, bronzed building. Inside, it was rather empty, except for a few cyborgs sitting, almost motionless, but alive.

"Where are we?"

"Do not ask questions in the presence of the CyberWarlord, newcomer."

One of the sitting Cyborgs stood up, and his face was scarred with several implants jammed into it. If the rest of his body was revealed, which it was not, you would see that most of his body was mechanical.

"You have been identified as a newcomer." the CyberWarlord spoke, in a robotic tone.

"Yes, I am new."

"Do not speak while I am speaking, or be slain as so many before you. As recognition of your belonging to us, as a cyborg, you have been invited to help us slay the inferior rodents that inhabit this world."

Remembering his mission, Seth agreed by nodding his head.

"If you have already agreed, get the heck out of here and start attacking. You will be under supervision at all times."

Seth knew that put a dent in his mission, but he would do what he could.

---Meanwhile, on the moon colony belonging to the European Union...---

The man known as Charles Euron was in the process of having his conciousness transferred from his brain into, well, a cybernetic brain. His body was in need of it, for it was badly damaged from being unprotected out on the non-colonised surfaces of the moon. For this reason, his body was also receiving implants all over. After the operation, he would be 95% cyborg, 5% human.

As the operation completed, his conciousness awoke for the first time inside the cybernetic brain, which was now in the place of his organic brain. (which had been removed) He arose, his body feeling new. His body's new implants and his conciousness transfer was important to quite a few people, for Charles was the CEO of Euron Industries, which manufactured implants for many living on the moon, and a few on the Earth.

An hour later, he was at his residence. Inside it, he would be performing an experiment.

An experiment that would be, if successful, so very controversial.

OOC: ok, gonna start posting again. blade, flipz, i need ya here =P

IC: Lieutenant Hazel Trenmari spotted a figure quickly approaching. her HUD identified it as a Siri Robot. She signaled to her unit, surrounding the Ambassador, that she was going to check it out. She walked up to it, Laser Rifle energized. "Robot, state your purpose"
The siri model hung its head, then looked up at her with true fear in its eyes. "please help me" she said, sounding more human than most humans that Hazel knew.

What the heck....

IC:

The subject of Charles' experiment asked him what he was going to be tested for, not knowing what was going to happen to him. Charles did not respond. He motioned for the subject to stay in place, and mentioned something about an implant. Charles then sat at a small console, capable of sending out signals, but only in a small range.

Charles then sent out a signal from the console, towards the subject.

And then the subject fell over, and rose again. Except this time, the subject was not who he once was. The subject had an implant manufactured by Euron Industries, which was an important part of this. Charles could feel it-the implant was feeding something back to his cybernetic brain.

And then, Charles was in control of two bodies at once. His main body, and the subject's former body. The subject's conciousness was gone, replaced by his own.

The experiment was a success.

Hazel looked at the robot with a cautious eye. "what do you mean, help you?"
"they're going to kill me!"
robots don't talk like this she thought, feeling unnerved. "who is your master, robot?"
"His name is Matthew Keito."
Hazel's neural implant quickly downloaded the relevant info. "no, he's your maker. who is your master?"
"My maker IS my master! He sent me here to be studied, but then I heard them say they were going to..."
the robot's voice changed to that of an older man "....tear this thing apart, transistor by transistor if you have to. I wanna know what makes it tick"
Hazel kept a calm impression, but inside she shuddered. this thing was more lifelike than anything she'd ever seen. it seemed more human than a human was.
"I... I can't. I have to report you"
"What? Why?"
"You're a robot."
"But..."
"Whoever is in charge of you will pick you up. Will you come quietly?"
The robot turned an ran. Hazel aimed her laser rifle at the robot, and was about to shoot it, but she just couldn't bring herself to. This thing was.... alive.

OOC: You called? =P

@KZ: Oh my, Agent Smith has entered the RPG.

-==IC: Virunk==-

Virunk was slightly unsettled; the way cyborgs; or rather, humans with implants, talked among each other, made him think that there'd be an imminent attack. Virunk walked outside, muttering something that sounded like 'sorry, need air', but it was rushed together, and was more or less inaudible.

IC: Matt exited the building shortly after. "they gave me a link into the relevant data, so i'll be updated........ and someone just saw her. An anonymous report was filed, with a sighting putting her headed south from long beach. let's go!"
Matt's car pulled up, empty, as he finished speaking.

-==IC: Virunk==-

Virunk nodded, and hopped into the car, as he looked around, honestly intrigued by the country, given he had never been outside Canada before this.

OOC: I just realized you never commented on him taking the sword into the police station. xD

OOC: anything to talk about on the drive? =P

OOC: Possibly, Matt got any questions? =P

OOC: don't think so.

IC: Matt and Virnuk arrived at Long Beach. "She can't be too far now...."

OOC: writers block.....

-==IC: Virunk==-

"Right. Where was she said to be?" Virunk asked, as he looked around, not seeing anything that could be considered unusual to Matt, yet.

"Reported running south from this hotel....." Matt closed his eyes. "She turned off her uplink...... We need to find a - no, she's in a Siri shell. Too proprietary for that. Um..... Where's the nearest hexwave generator?"
Virnuk looked at him blankly .
"Of course you wouldn't know, its too obscure.... one of the last things apple patented, so they were incredibly rare......."

A strange looking man walked over. "Sorry for overhearing you, but, well..... I have one."

OOC: writers block diverted. Flipz, get your butt in here, I need you to control a Wozniac Cult leader :P

-==IC: Virunk==-

Virunk looked at the man in suspicion. Wait; hold on, he does that to everyone. Okay then, Virunk looked at the guy normally.
"Who are you?" Virunk asked, as he asked the most obvious question anyone could at that precise moment.

OOC: Bit of humour. =P

--Wozniak Cult Leader--
"So now, why exactly would you require one of the Great Wozniak's inventions?  Hmm?  Could it be that you, too, have unearthed the power of the creative spirit within yourselves?  Tell me what you seek, and I will help you achieve what you require."

Matt tried to hold in a shudder. Cultists freaked him out. but if this man had a hexwave generator. ....
um......
"My robot - uh, my Siri - is in danger. It.... has some very important trade secrets on it. Its locater has been disabled so i need a Hexwave Generator to remotely connect to it."

"Trade secrets?"  The man gives Matt a look that was difficult to read--was that disappointment?  Or fear of such...?  "What sort of trade secrets are we talking about here?  Your dad's?  Your boss's?  The government's?"

-==IC: Virunk==-

"Highly classified." Virunk said, not entirely sure how to read this person's facial expressions; however, since even he knew classified could mean a number of things, he was willing to help out Matt by answering that way.
"Though, enlightenment is likely good too." Virunk said, hoping to play along, just in case it was disappointment that the two hadn't wanted this 'enlightenment'.

"Trade secrets are secret, of course, though its a Siri shell, so who's should be obvious. And....  if some of your teachings came with access to the generator, I would not be..... opposed to that."

"But who would be to benefeit from regaining such things, hmm?  Yourself?  Or the faceless corporates that loom above us, stripping the humanity from us all?  The Great Wozniak serves only those who serve themselves."

"All intelligence would benefit - organic and not"

-==IC: Virunk==-

"And, of course, ourselves." Virunk added, if only to please the Cultist, so that they would get the generator. On a normal day, Virunk probably wouldn't have necessarily bothered with this discussion, but it appeared that Matt was already having an influence on his actions, and was effectively stopping him from drawing his sword and threatening the cultist directly.

OOC: Speaking of which, you're doing a rather good job of ICing a cultist. =P

The cultist raised his eyebrow.  "All intelligence would benefeit, you say?  Please, define 'benefeit'.  No," he says, quickly holding his hands up in a show of innocence, "I do not wish to know anything that would infringe upon thine idea.  But I must know what benefeit or peril might be wrought upon this world should I aquiesce to thy request.  Besides," he adds with a piercing stare, "it shall tell me if these secrets are truly thine own creation, or merely the property of a soulless corporation which you hath been tasked to retrieve."

OOC: Forsooth, do you grok my jive me hearties?! xD

IC: "Obviously benefiting is a matter of opinion: there are those who would have shut down the internet to keep the libraries open. But I do believe that my robot holds the key to a better future for us all. So lead the way, and I shall show you it all once I retrive her - for it would be far easier to simply show you"

OOC: 100 points to the first person who knows what movie I quoted in the IC

-==IC: Virunk==-

Virunk nodded in agreement, while muttering something that sounded suspiciously like 'should've brought my cape'.

OOC: I can reference xkcd too. =P

The moment Matt mentioned "my robot", the cultist stood back and inclined his head respectfully.  "Very well.  For the innovator of creativity, I am always honored at the pleasure of aid."  He swept his robes open, revealing a trio of glowing rods.  "Do you require transportation?"  At their confused looks, he gracefully inverts his palm, which projects an image of a clean, hard-edged villa at the top of a hill, built in a style that the humans of the early 21st century might have called "modern".  "My domicile is in Beverly Hills.  I keep all of the Revered One's artifacts there.  When we arrive, do you wish to join me for nourishment, or does thy ingenuity satiate thy physical needs, as they do mine?"

OOC: no, what matt said about libraries. Its a quote from somewhere ;)

IC:  would rather not let this guy FEED me... "No, I do not.... require nourishment at this time. And I have a car, let me summon it, then we will be on our way."

OOC: No, the OOC was to your opening OOC. =P

-==IC: Virunk==-

"I'm good." Virunk agreed, though a little more blandly.

The cultist looks inordinately pleased.  "Ah, you have discovered the freedom that springs from the nourishment of the mind!  Well done, my friends!"  The clutist removes one of the glowing rods, and a number of small robots swarm from the nearby alley to him, joining together into a smooth-lined bipedal vehicle.  "This way, innovators!" he says, taking off toward the freeway.

-==IC: Virunk==-

Right. That's just what we've done. Virunk thought, as he was still skeptical of this guy, but simply sighed, and waited for the car.

The car pulled up, and Matt and Virnuk jumped in, following the cultist.
"Yes, follow a cultists back to his home. What a brilliant idea....." Matt muttered to himself.

OOC: you should hang onto this character, Flipz, he's great.

OOC: I agree. =P

-==IC: Virunk==-

"Between the two of us, we could probably handle him if it gets dangerous." Virunk said with a shrug.

Matt put out his left arm and the barrel of a laser popped out. "Most likely" he nodded. "By the way, you decide what implants you want yet?" He asked, the laser collapsing back intro his arm.

-==IC: Virunk==-

"Maybe." Virunk said, not really having thought of it much.
"We can worry about that after this, though."

"Fair enough" Matt replied, and looked at his right hand. "I want to augment this as well... a new design I want to try out."

The cultist's cycle leads them through Beverly Hills, to the most expensive estates in the area--a curious aquisition for a Wozniak; the cult was known for investing heavily in products that would get no funding otherwise, many of which failed disastrously afterward.  However, as the cultist pulled in the drive, deactivated his cycle, and walked into the house, a conversation made it apparent why he could afford such luxury.

"Listen, man, I'm tryin' to meditate here--"
"I'm sorry, but I've brought two individuals in pursuit of innovation an knowledge!" The glee with which the cultist said this bordered on criminal.
"Innovation can come later, creativity benefeits from a calm mind--"
"Out of the question.  If Big Business gets their hands on this lost secret first, it could spell disaster for inspired inventors everywhere!"
"I--but--you're really messing with my Zen thing, man!"
"I'm sorry, Jeff, but I really must insist."

The other man sighs and walks to the door.  It wasn't obvious from appearance--the man wore a stylish lab-coat-like robe and suit pants that covered all but his head and his hands--but something about the way he moved indicated that he was almost completely synthetic.  His gray beard and hair indicated age, but he moved with the grace of a man in his 20s or 30s, while his blue eyes shined with an almost unnatural intensity, though you get the impression that this might be one part that's mostly original.  His hairstyle, a variant of mullet that hadn't been popular for over a century, was the clearest overt indication that the man had been preserved far, far beyond his time.  He ushers the others inside, and you notice that his lab-robe has glowing circuitboard-like lines running through it, in a surprisingly tasteful pattern.  Clearly, the man is only tangentally associated with the digital cults, as he posesses much better taste.  The man moves to a holographic fire pit, which was currently producing a bluish-aqua flame with wisps of purple ashes, and sits down one an immaculate white couch, one of five in the room; together with the coffee table and the antique plasma screen, both of which were a similarly bright white, the furniture was arranged like an ancient digital rendering of the number 8 on the earliest digital clocks, with the fire pit sitting in the center of the bottom portion and the table and television forming the middle and top "rungs".  The furniture, which would have been austere in another situation, makes an elegant and comforting complement with the dark stone floors and dull, metallic titanium gray walls.  A line of hidden LEDs ringing the recessed ceiling reflected the colors of the "fire" in the fire pit, which, upon closer inspection, also appeared to project weather, news, and other updates onto the ceiling.  The cultist you met earlier was already seated nearby the television, and nodded his head politely before his friend started speaking again.  "Well, welcome to my pad, fellas.  My friend here seems to think your project is of some importance, so...let me have it.  What are you folks working on?"  Both men leaned forward eagerly and intently for Matt's response.

EDIT: I've just been authorized to award up to one-quarter Internet to whomever figures out who this new guy is. :P

OOC: Kevin Flynn/Clu?

IC: ah what the heck, only people these guys would tell is the tabloids, which means to most people its officially fasle, so no harm can really come from the truth..... unleass they want her for themselves... which I can deal with 
Matt held out his hand and a hologram of kira appeared. "This is Kira, a Siri-series prototype quantum intelligence..... the first of her kind, of fully sentient artificial life" the hologram cut to a diagram of her neural net "built from a combination of Siri, android, and my own source code. The company I work for wants her destroyed. They think she's dangerous. A potential disaster. I think her kind will change the world. But to do so I need to find her. Her locator has been disabled, and I need an old hexwave generator to remotely connect to her However, they only ever caught on in asia, they're almost impossible to find here, so we have a chance of finding her before anyone else has the same idea."

OOC: Nope. I'm holding the answer ransom, though. >=) I applaud you for creativity, though, Flipz. =P Wouldn't have thought of him, partly because of never really hearing of him before. =P

-==IC: Virunk==-

Virunk stayed quiet, eying the newcomer, and the other hippie, intently. He, of course, wondered if it was a good idea to tell them the details, but kept that thought to himself.

"So" Matt closed his hand into a fist and the hologram disappeared "will you help us?"

OOC: [spoilerific]You've seen the end of Legacy, haven't you?  That should answer that question. ;) [/spoilerific]


OOC: PM me, we'll see.  >:D

The cultist smiled.  "We will."

-==Zagrene==-
Left, right, block, hook...right, left, block, hook...  Zagrene ignored the small crowd of curious onlookers as he continued to train.  
"Three hours?" he heard a person say incredulously.  "Who would want to run the assessment for three hours?"

Zagrene ignored him, ducking the nunchuck-like beam that swung towards him, his reflexes perfect.  A cycle of repetitions later, the device began to lash out at his legs, trying to sweep them out from under him.  Zagrene lept, up, then back as the nunchuk and leg sweep struck simultaneously.  Landing on his hands, he launched himself to the back of the compartment as the zero-gravity simulation kicked in.  He braced himself against the back wall as he prepared to strike at the machine again.

"Sir, I'm going to have to ask you to--"

The official had stepped in at exactly the wrong time.  Prepared for another strike toward his right shoulder, Zagrene lashed out at the man on pure instinct, striking him with the palm of his hand.  Energy coursed through the other man's body, sending him into convulsions as his nervous system fired out of control.

Zagrene, his rhythm thrown off, took a nunchuk to the face, flinging him across the compartment just as the safety protocols registered an interruption and shut the simulation down.  Normal gravity set in, and Zagrene landed hard.

As the angry actor struggled to his feet, slightly dazed, he spotted a lean, attractive woman in uniform standing just outside of the clear observation forcefield, her hands clasped behind her back and her face indicating bemusement.  She looked like she was no stranger to the facilities here.  "Our apologies, my partner here is a bit of an idiot."

Zagrene raised an eyebrow.  A bit? he all but said.

The woman grinned appreciatively.  Her expression went blank, and she inclined her head for a moment as a small holographic screen materialized in front of her right eye.  Nodding twice, she extended her hand, face-up to Zagrene.  "Mr. Zagrene, if you please?"

Zagrene took the hand, as the woman helped him step over her unconscious partner and guided him towards an apparently blank wall.  The woman extended her left hand, which, he saw, had an implant to interface with the hidden console that suddenly appeared from behind a recessed panel.  A hidden door slid aside just long enough for the pair to step through before sealing itself seamlessly once again.

Zagrene found himself in a blank white space, one seemingly devoid of corners.  "Mr. Zagrene," the woman began, "do you know why you're here?"

Zagrene shook his head.  "Though from your tone, I might guess that charges of assaulting a Games officer are not part of it."

The woman smirked at that.  "Properly trained Games officers know better than to interrupt someone in the middle of a training regimen, even a simple capability examination.  He won't be pressing charges."  Zagrene gave the woman a pointed look.  "Temporary partner," she said simply, amending her earlier statement.  "That's where you come in.  I understand you reported an escaped artificial intelligence earlier?"  Zagrene nodded slowly, hesitantly.  "Good.  You may not realize it, but that intelligence unit holds the key that will end the war between the so-called "pure" humans and cybernetically enhanced humans like us.  Yes," she added at Zagrene's expression of surprise, "we are aware of your...unusual...capabilities .  That's why you've been accepted into the program."

Zagrene gave the woman a skeptical look.  "Five years of Games assessment and NOW you decide I'm useful to you?"

The woman sat forward.  "This isn't part of our normal operations.  It's come to our attention that certain forms of life may have made themselves viable again.  If they succeed, the balance will be broken, and the world will be forever changed."

"Let me guess: you want me to stop them?"

"No.  I want you to help them."  She held up a small elliptoid device, emblazoned with an image of a fruit--Zargene could not tell what kind.  "Do you know what this is?  It's a prototype, but people familiar with the technology of the period would be able to recognize it."  Zagrene shook his head.  "Fine.  Listen closely: this is what you are going to do..."

OOC: the end of legacy, they merge, and blow each other up. so i'm taking that as a no? =P

also, this is getting great xD


IC: Matt was quickly shown to to the hexwave generator - an older model, the size of a large early-21st-century coffee maker, and was old enough to have an external power source. it was in mild disrepair but still functioning. in a matter of moments he had punched in her information and had established a service link. he managed to find the necessary protocol to hook himself to the generator, and completed the telepathic link.

Kiri? Are you there? Are you ok?
Matt! I'm fine. Hiding in an alley in Huntington Beach. I'll send you my GPS coordinates.... Matt.... I'm scared.
I'll be there as soon as I can, I promise. nothing will happen to you.

He broke off the connection. "I found her. Lets go."

IC:

Charles stared at his 'new' second body. It was a weird sensation, staring at yourself. But he would get used to it. Both of his bodies were currently on the moon, and he needed to fix that. He already knew the best way to get to Earth.

 He made sure his 'new' body was a good distance away from his original body, and then made a call to the head of Euron Industries' Earth branch. They did not speak, they only waited for the message that Charles had for them. Covering up what he was trying to do with a lot of technobabble, he eventually got them to do exactly what he wanted without knowing it.

So now... he has a third body, on the Earth.

-==IC: Virunk==-

"Right." Virunk said with a nod, as he moved toward the exit; he wasn't sure what would happen now, but he had a feeling it wouldn't be good, and so, he made sure to have himself ready to attack if needed.

Matt's car pulled up. "lets go before they follow us" Matt muttered to Virnuk, voice so low it was barley audible. He then got in the car.

OOC: Fliiiiiiiipz, we neeeeeeeeeeeed you =P

-==IC: Virunk==-

Virunk nodded, and quickly got into the car as well.

They sped off. a few minutes away, Matt looked over his shoulder. "Are they following us?"

-==IC: Virunk==-

Virunk looked back as well, keeping an eye on the traffic.
"I don't know, but I don't think so..."

*a few minutes later*

"She should be right near here...."

-==IC: Virunk==-

Virunk nodded, and looked around, cautious, as he wasn't entirely sure still what the robot would actually look like.

IC(kira):

Kira stood at the edge of an alley, looking around nervously. I hope he gets here soon.....

A man walked past, paused, and took a few steps backwards to look at her. "Look at a pretty little thing like you, all alone at night. How much to take you home?"
"What? Why you disgusting"
The man grabbed her arm with an arm made of heavy steel. "Ooh, I like em feisty"
"Let me go!"
"Or what?"
Kira screamed and the man slumped over. A bullet was in the man's head and the palm of her hand had a hole in it.
"Did I......" she muttered. The SynthSkin on her hand began knitting itself back together.
"I...... I shot him....."

IC (Matt):

Matt heard a ear-splitting scream and he looked to Virnuk "Kira"

-==IC: Virunk==-

Virunk frowned, as he drew his sword, and ran off in the direction of the scream. He didn't want to cause any fear; but in this case, protection was better than worrying about whether someone or something was scared, in his opinion.

Matt ran towards the source of the scream, arm laser unfolding as he ran. He stopped short when he saw Kira and the dead man. Virnuk was already standing there, in shock.

OOC: now would be a good time to mention the three laws of robotics. =P and yes, they are mandatory in all "intelligent" robots

-==IC: Virunk==-

Virunk narrowed his eyes, after a few moments of standing in shock.
"You... you just... you just broke one of the three laws of robotics; like those renegade cyborgs and robots that attacked my town..." Virunk said; more of a sad look on his face, as he had hoped that Matt was right about Kira.
"Why did you do this?" Virunk asked, his sword at his side in a non-hostile position, however, if attacked, Virunk would defend himself with as much force necessary; no matter what Matt said.

OOC:

1) cyborgs have human minds, so are not governed by the three laws of robotics

2) what do mean, that matt was right?

wanna edit?

OOC: Ah, my mistake, meant to put both... Virunk doesn't truly know about the human minds part, given that most 'upgrade' themselves completely in his town, more or less. And there are indeed robots there, too. =P

As for 'Matt was right', he meant about Kira not being bad. =P

IC Kira: "I didn't! It just.... happened! I didn't even know i HAD this thing!" she said, indicating the repairing hole where the bullet punched through the palm of her hand "It was... just instinct"

OOC; robots don't have instinct =P

-==IC: Virunk==-

Virunk frowned; despite the fact that she seemed believable about the accidental shot, and such; there was just one thing that bothered him, aside from the fact that the emotionless state of robots meant it was easy for them to lie(Despite this seeming more emotional than typically possible, and seemed real)...
"Instinct?" Virunk asked, slightly puzzled.
"I didn't realize that robots even had instinct..."

Kira wiped her hand across her face, as if to wipe away the tears she was incapable of creating.
"they don't. but i told you, she's... different" Matt said, and took Kira's hand in his.

-==IC: Virunk==-

Virunk frowned, but nodded, as he placed his sword on his back once more.
"I believe you." Virunk had to admit; given everything he had heard about Kira, that wouldn't be impossible. However, he frowned, and looked at Matt curiously.
"There is a good question, though; where did she get that?" Virunk asked, as a hand gun wasn't exactly something that would be in a typical civilian robot...

"I don't know..... I thought this was just a standard Siri shell..... did they do anything to you at the lab?"
"No... not that i remember... not that would have caused this..."

-==IC: Virunk==-

Virunk frowned, as he thought about that.
"We might want to take a look at this lab... Is that where her shell was created?" Virunk asked, curious about that.

"I don't know" Matt looked to Kira "You?"

Kira closed her eyes. "Siri-Series X prototype, commissioned 2 years, 3 months, 14 days ago from the Chinese factory Aquos 2."

-==IC: Virunk==-

"Well, unless the lab's actually in China, we have our answer." Virunk said, as cheerfully sarcastic as he could be. He still didn't smile, however.
"That might hold the answers we're looking for, but it's pretty long of a trip; so... We might be better off looking for answers here, correct?"

"Could they have modified your memory?" Matt asked
Kira frowned. "I don't know. they theoretically could have, my memory coding is pretty similar to existing quantum intelligences's. But i don't remember anything happening to my memory..." Kira paused, then let out a weak laugh. "I just realized how ridiculous that sounded..."

-==IC: Virunk==-

Virunk looked over at Matt, curious.
"Would you be able to find out about that somehow, or is that impossible?"

"Well, I do work there, so I should be able to get in fairly easy..."

-==IC: Virunk==-

"And they'd have the info on whether they tampered with her memory or not?" Virunk inquired, not sure about that.

OOC: I had meant Kira herself, but that works too. =P

"I'd be surprised if they didn't"

-==IC: Virunk==-

Virunk nodded.
"Well, then, I think we have our next location to head to."

"I agree. Something about this whole situation doesn't feel right....."

-==IC: Virunk==-

"I agree..." Virunk said with a nod; however, the validity of that statement could be put into question, since he appeared to have a bad feeling about everything.

"Let's get out of here?"

OOC: now would be a GREAT time for you to show up flipz =P

-==IC: Virunk==-

Virunk nodded. He had an uneasy feeling, especially about those hippies from earlier.
Why does this all seem too easy, almost? Virunk thought, making sure to keep himself alert, and ready to draw his sword if it was needed.

"aw >expletive<" Matt said, and gestured towards the flashing police light that were quickly approaching.

-==IC: Virunk==-

"We should go." Virunk said with a frown, walking into the shadows, and moving quickly further into the alleyway, hoping it wasn't a dead-end.

An amplified male voice rang out "Please exit the alleyway. You are under arrest"

-==IC: Virunk==-

Virunk's eyebrow twitched in annoyance, and he then looked back and began to walk toward the exit of the alleyway.
"For what? Being in an alleyway?" Virunk asked, raising a skeptical eyebrow; they would find no weapons aside from his sword. And obviously that didn't kill the guy.

(http://images.wikia.com/memoryalpha/en/images/d/d1/Police_officer_2240s.jpg)

A figure - cyborg or robot? Hard to tell - stepped into the light of a streetlight. "No, as an Accessory to Murder. "Anything you say or do can and will be used against you in a court of law" Virnuk noticed that he did not say they had the right to remain silent. "At oh-two-forty-seven hours Mr. Teezel Quieth received a fatal wound to the brain. Sensors show that three figures were in the immediate vicinity and have not left."

-==IC: Virunk==-

"We were questioning the suspect, attempting to find out what happened." Virunk stated coldly, not taking too kindly to this robotic cop. His hand twitched in anger, and Matt would do well to appear and stop Virunk from doing something rather stupid.

OOC: No, seriously, stop him, he'll attack the robot if he's left unchecked, and that won't be good. xD

He'll be rambling on and on about how 'this is what I keep talking about!' and such, after this, however. =P

even with a very unhuman face, the officer's expression of extreme skepticism was extremely obvious.
I think this one's human... Matt thought
"You were in the immediate vicinity when the incident occurred but you did not contact the authorities?" the officer asked, an appalled tone

-==IC: Virunk==-

"... The situation happened literally 5 minutes ago. I'm surprised you lot actually got here so quickly." Virunk said, exchanging his own look of skepticism.

OOC: I mean seriously, we can't have taken that long talking; 10 minutes tops. =P

IC: "....you do know that Squad Cars fly, right?" The officer said, incredulous.

OOC: flying cars are not common. only rich people and government have them, but they're plenty real.

-==IC: Virunk==-

"Honestly, I've never seen one." Virunk said with a shrug.
"Where I'm from, most of those who'd own one, died."

"Where exactly are you from? "

-==IC: Virunk==-

"Canada; I came here earlier to look into possibly getting an implant or something, and then weird stuff happens."

"In that case I'll need to see your passport."

-==IC: Virunk==-

Virunk rolled his eyes, and handed over the passport.

"I'll need to take you to the station for questioning. Please step into the vehicle."

OOC: Let's move this along.

IC:

Inside a near-inaccessible room at Euron Industries' Headquarters...

"Are you sure? Have you not gone insane? Mr Euron should know about this..."

"Do it. Render their feeble little minds useless. Let them become no more than mindless drones, ever working for my superior cause. And in case you didn't know... I am Charles Euron now, not that weak-minded man this body used to belong to." said the third body of Charles Euron.

"This isn't right..."

"Tell me this: why should the world be constantly inhabited by weak-minded fools without any ambition, with the inability to stay united? About 6% of the world has an implant from Euron Industries... more than some of our rivals, who, soon, won't exist. We make 'superior' implants... Make this with Euron Industries' implants 'superior', and you can be yourself a little longer. Even have the dead ones with implants created by us rise up... cover it up as the ever-theorised zombie apocalypse."

"Right... sir... you're crazy."

"I. Am. Not. Crazy. You just don't see the world the way I do. One day, that may change, and I'm forcing that day to be today. See the grandeur of my plan today, so go ahead... and do it. NOW." Charles stammered, frustrated with this employee, but so far, this employee had been loyal to him.

"Then I will."

Mere seconds later, several hundred million people on the Earth just... stopped. For no reason, at not least for any reason any government, media, or ordinary person could see. But what was happening was the invasion and suppression of more an a hundred million minds, with the bodies reduced to nothing more than a host for a drone-like program that answered to Euron Industries' every order. Accompanied by this was the rising of several somewhat decayed corpses, which had implants in them, but no mind to suppress. It was soon discovered by a few unfortunate investigators that all these of now drone-like bodies were also programmed to destroy all organic life.

People seconds after the takeover was done. Did a zombie apocalypse begin? They didn't know. How many people had been lost? 579,564... and rising. Stronger minds may be resisting it, but if they let their guard down for even a millisecond... they are no longer a person.

And so... the world was forever changed.

The police officer froze.
"What's going on here?" muttered Matt.

-==IC: Virunk==-

Virunk frowned, as he stepped back for a moment.
"What's going on here?" Virunk asked, mirroring Matt's quickly, in definitive confusion.

Matt looked into the air. "his implants are still transmitting... If they run they know who we are, we'll be in trouble... though we kinda already ARE in trouble..."

-==IC: Virunk==-

"I just have a bad feeling about all this..." Virunk said, prepared to grab his sword at any moment.

OOC: So, when does he go full on robot on us, and attempt to kill us? I want them to run away with Virunk yelling 'I TOLD YOU SO... I TOLD YOU SO!!!' for comic relief.

also mann vs machine, has to be said

OOC: Both the Matrix and the Borg should sue you for copyright reasons =P
IC:
The airport in Los Angeles contacted an aircraft emerging from the lower Earth's ionosphere, clearing it for landing. The passengers were mostly businessmen making the trip from the eastern EU to LA to meet with some of their associates. There were many reasons why one would want this plane to crash; one of them was a former crime lord from Moscow, another was involved in the disappearance of several leading Korean scientists in the fields of neurology and cybernetics... Many people would pay a lot of money for that plane to never land safely. And it didn't.

The explosion wasn't exceptionally large; just enough to destroy a part of one of the engines and send the plane rolling trough the air and eventually into the ground. When the plane crashed, the fireball could be seen for hundreds of miles. Nobody could have survived that crash, or so everyone thought.

Once the authorities reached the crash site, they saw that the devastation was immense. Hundreds of square miles of burned forest surrounded a large crater, presumably where the plane first touched the ground. They realized that they would have to dig into the ground to reach most of the wreckage. After some of digging, they reached a large metal object. They cut a hole trough its surface and entered what they thought were the remains of the passenger capsule. After the initial explosion, a massive fireball wiped out all 2500 passengers, leaving only charred remains and shattered pieces of cybernetic implants. There was, however, one survivor. They couldn't identify him because most of his skin was burned off, but they managed to stabilize his condition and take him to a hospital...

Matt's eyes went wide as the sky lit up with a fireball.

"Well carp" he muttered. "Watch my back, I'm jumping into cyberspace to check this out" Matt leaned back against a building and closed his eyes. His head slumped forwards.

Inside cyberspace, Matt materialized in a busy room, walls plastered with holographic displays, like a futuristic (even for that era) monitoring station. "John! Quark! Mari! Situation?" A woman, Mari, turned to him from a shadowed chair, the light of a Holopad illuminating her grim face "Telemetry indicates a massive plane crash. Many miles of devestation from the explosion."

Matt swore. "Quark?" A hologram materialized, of a modified version of a common personal assistant avatar. "Three leading scientists from your company were onboard sir. It appears to have been a Dragon-Class Intra-planet luxury ship."
"Anyone else I should know about?"
"I don't have access to that info sir." Quark answered
"Well, hack in, get it."
"Yes sir"
"Keep me informed" Matt said, closed his eyes, and vanished.


Back in the alley, Matt opened his eyes. "Massive plane crash, important people onboard. I have no idea if this relates to us or not." He looked over at the police officer, still frozen. "This guy's really unnerving... should we leave? I mean, we'll all be on record, probably wanted for murder, but..."

-==IC: Virunk==-

"We need to find out what's going on, and we can't do that locked in a jail cell, for questioning or otherwise. So yeah, let's leave, before he decides to unfreeze."

Matt put his arm around Kira and guided her to his car. "How are you?"
She shook her head "I don't know. I feel more lost than ever, but now...." She looked at the officer "There's something very unnerving about that. "

-==IC: Virunk==-

"You think it's unnerving to you..." Virunk muttered, as he always had a bad feeling about things. having your hometown taken over by cyborgs tended to do that to a person.

"So... where to now?"

OOC: i forget where we're going. my company's lab?

IC:

Seth surveyed his surroundings. Many people he could see had suddenly froze, and he could feel chills running down his spine. What in the name of sanity was going on? He waved his hand in front of a 'frozen' person, asking them if they were all right, and no, he did not immediately die like the foolish guy that almost always gets killed in the movie for being too careless.

Suddenly, many, if not all, of the frozen people started moving... yet they moved as if they were mechanical, which was quite unnerving. Then, within seconds, Seth could feel a 'frozen' person trying to squish his hand... what in the world was happening, he thought. Everything just got so much weirder and unnerving.

OOC: I think so.

-==IC: Virunk==-

"Weren't you about to lead us to where we were going? I'm honestly not sure where that is or was." Virunk said, as he was relatively new to the area and all.

IC:
Rushing to the nearest hospital, the rescuers monitored the passenger's condition. Much of his body had been torn apart during the crash, yet he continued to live.

"well, before we head off to try to figure out what's going on, i wanna get you upgraded....."

IC:

The Police Officer that 'froze' unfroze. Almost immediately, it dashed towards Matt, Virunk, and Kira, with extermination on its mind, and nothing else.

Matt saw the cop unfreeze. "let's get out of here" he said, and the car took off.
Matt heard a thump. Without turning around he asked "did he just grab onto the back of the car?"

OOC: blade-  answer yes =P

IC:

The cop flipped onto the back of the car, then literally punched through the back window of the car, without feeling pain, something no ordinary human could do. The cop then started reaching for Virunk's neck, all while having an emotionless face and all humanity removed. For the now drone-like cop, Virunk was his highest priority target to eliminate, since Virunk was 100% organic.

-==IC: Virunk==-

"Yes, yes!!" Virunk said, and drew his sword quickly,intending to whirl around in the limited space he had, and stab the guy right in the brain, where the implants would be kept. Tricky part, was doing all that without accidentally hitting anyone else.
"I told you this would happen!!" Virunk said, panicked beyond belief; especially because of the situation.

IC [Seth]:

Seth squirmed, but the previously 'frozen' drone tried to crush his hands, as more and more previously 'frozen' people surrounded him, giving him lifeless stares. He was to witness the 'extermination of an unfortunate non-frozen person during this, and he understood that he was likely to be exterminated next.

"All right, I surrender. You've got me. Take me to where the others are." he said, in an attempt to meet up with other, non-drone-like people. To his surprise, it succeeded. He was then being taken to a factory-like place, known for producing self-driving motorcycles, which was apparently now a 'base' for the drones.

What was about to take place, nobody was ever going to see coming.

---

[Charles Euron]

"It appears you were successful, Mr. Euron. A sizeable portion of the Earth's population now serves you, and you only."

"Today has been excellent. Once the organics have been killed, install Euron-brand implants into their bodies so they can join us. Make sure nobody finds out we did this. Appease me, and you will not join them yourself."

A plasma blast rocked the back of Matt's car, followed by another, and another.  The occupants could barely see flashes of blue, white, and orange out the rear window, but cannot see the source as the policeman is still in the way.

IC:
In the meantime, the ambulance that was transporting the survivor exploded and seemingly killed everybody inside...

OOC:

Get ready for one of the most 'what did I just read' things so far...

IC:

Seth marched in line on a walkway suspended above many conveyor belts, with several other 'voluntary' prisoners, those that had surrendered. Whatever was happening, it felt like it was out of a cartoon. Why were they up this high, anyway? What exactly was going on? Asides from the forced implementation of Euron implants, it seemed... Seth then had the not-so-bright idea to whisper to the prisoner, a short, young female, who was behind him, about a plan.

"Do you think you could stall?"

Despite being surrounded by many 'drones', the prisoner stalled. Then, completely unprecedented, she fell off the walkway, down onto the conveyor belts below. What were presumably the thuds of her body hitting the various conveyor belts, and then, a grinding noise.

 Somehow, that was enough to create a spark of hope in several of the prisoners a few minutes later, who were not handcuffed, which was oversight #1 for the drones, and still had any weapons they had when they were captured, which was oversight #2 for the drones. A firefight erupted. A very, very small glimpse of hope, created.

Seth decided that it was time to get out of there, using the commotion as a chance to escape. He ran, finding a fire exit, and then preceded to jump into the swimming pool conveniently located next to the factory, action-movie style, as several gunshots were heard. If he could find a vehicle, he could get to a more ordinary place... although with what was about to happen, the rest of his trip was going to be anything but ordinary.

He then spotted a brand-new, shining motorcycle that looked as if it had came straight out of the factory. It would be decent enough, although he would probably have to self-drive it to be as safe as possible. He booted it up, hopped on it, and then got very unsettled as the motorcycle spoke the words "Hey, watch it!"

What the ####? A talking motorcycle?! Seth thought in his head.

"Listen, Ms.AI, you may be advanced, but you need to be disabled." Seth said, bemused at the talking motorcycle.

"I am no AI, you dork! I'm a person!" it yelled back.

"...Okay, listen, DEFECTIVE AI, you're going off."

"I'm a person, I can't be turned off. My mind is now the 'AI' for a motorcycle. "

"...I don't even.. what... this doesn't make any... okay fine I give up, I'm not going to waste my precious escape arguing with a person's mind stuck inside a motorcycle. Happy now? Now take me somewhere far away from this place. "

The motorcycle obliged, since Seth had seemingly accepted its partial humanity. Still, Seth has no idea what's happening and never, ever thought he would be talking to a 'human' motorcycle. It was going to be long ride, partially because the motorcycle started flirting with him soon after they left. The many looks on Seth's face as he was trying to respond to a motorcycle flirting with him could not be recorded, unfortunately.

OOC:

Human motorcycles brought to you by KZ and Blade Corporation. And yes, it is partially a comic relief character.

IC:
A person walked up to the remains of the ambulance and found the body of the survivor, which was miraculously still somewhat alive.

Matt hit a button and the car went to autopilot. His arm cannon popped out and he fired at the police officer.

IC:
The person took some sort of drill from his pocket and started to drill into the survivor's skull.
"Hmm, this technology is tougher then I thought." He said, referring to the survival of the plane crash.

The police officer's shoulder looked badly burned, but he still hung on.

IC:
He extracted some sort of pink substance from the survivor's skull and then took a gun from his other pocket. He then killed him, once and for all.

IC: "any ideas guys?"

OOC: huh. i thought that survivor was going to be you... *notbadfacce*

OOC: That's complicated =P
IC: He then left from the area, with the drill and substance in his pockets. He was searching for someone who would know a lot about neural cybernetics. He was lucky that there was someone like that in the city that day...

-==IC: Virunk==-

Virunk once again stabbed out at the police officer, but turned around, just in time.
"JUMP!" Virunk said, as he noticed that due to all the attacks, the auto-pilot had been thrown off just enough that they were now headed toward a building. Very quickly. Taking off the seatbelt, Virunk opened the door, and then jumped out quickly; hitting the ground hard, and rolling to a stop with a groan.
"Note to self, never jump out of a speeding car..." Virunk muttered, as he staggered to his feet, and looked around to see what had happened.

IC:
Several minutes later, the person broke into a large government laboratory and blew everything up except for one scientist. He knocked him unconscious and took him away to a helicopter that was waiting for him on the roof.

Virnuk, having jumped clear, can now see a large glider-like vehicle, with white and blue lines running along it, circling the area.  The glider now switches tactics, sending down a rain of fire to bracket the area and keep anyone from entering or leaving.

-==iC: Virunk==-

Virunk, with a frown, noticed the glider and fire, and gripped his sword, wondering what was going on here now.

IC (Rakoua):
In the meantime, a pale-skinned man was in the area where Virnuk and Matt were, and started shooting at the people who were attacking them.

Matt grabbed Kira and they jumped out as well. A split second after they left, the car smashed into the wall.
"Are you OK?" Matt asked
" Think so..." Kira responded, and closed her eyes. "Yeah" she said, having run a quick diagnostic.
They locked eyes, both knowing what they would have to do.

Matt rolled off her, unfolded his arm cannon, and began firing at the strange ship's engines.
Kira began shooting at the police officer. He charged at her, but she managed to put a bullet through his head before he reached her. Kira ran back to Matt "what now?" She asked, since her bullets would be ineffective against the aircraft. "Find Virnuk, I don't see him"

IC (Rakoua):
I noticed a strangee aircraft in the sky and started shooting at it.

-==IC: Virunk==-

Virunk, as fate would have it, was on the other side of the area. He obviously couldn't attack at that moment, just watching, but ready to act if anything attempted to kill him, which his luck would have happen sometime soon, judging by the rest of the events of that day.

Kira ran off, and soon found Virnuk. "Are you OK?"

Matt finally succeeded in blowing up one of the ships engines...

-==IC: Virunk==-

"Yeah, luckily..." Virunk said, as he nodded at Kira, wincing slightly, as he had hit the pavement fairly hard.

IC (Rakoua):
I was just chillin and killin those bad guys.

Kira looked over at the newcomer "You take murder very easily"

IC [Seth]:

On a ravaged road, desecrated with a few dead bodies and a few battling drones, somewhere in Canada...

"I can't believe I'm driving a motorcycle that's flirting with me. It's kind of an inappropriate time for that, and it's a weird enough day already."

The motorcycle didn't respond.

"Where should I... I mean, we... go? I want actual human contact for once. I don't care if there's commotion there."

"I resent that." the motorcycle spoke back.

"It's hard to accept a motorcycle as a former human." Seth said, bluntly.

IC (Rakoua):
"Do you have a different opinion?"

"Life should be treasured" said Kira, a disappointed look in her eyes.

IC (Rakoua):
"Yes, it should, but these people were trying to take away our lives."

"But you seemed so... happy about killing them. That's....."

IC (Rakoua):
"Indifferent, maybe. Happy, no. I am not a heartless monster, nor am I a machine."

-==IC: Rock==-

Rock, at that moment, was standing on top of a building, a frown on his artificial face.
Situation odd. Things seem wrong. Rock processed the situation, however, could not come to a proper conclusion of the reasoning for all that. He noticed three people on the ground, however, and jumped off the building to get down.

Matt turned to the newcomer "And who would you be?"

IC (Rakoua):
"Oh, hi, I'm Rakoua. I don't suppose I could cite my reason for being here as "saving the world from a terrifying nuclear war and centuries or slavery" so I'll just say I'm here to kill stuff."

"Intriguing. But I was talking to him." Matt said, gesturing to Rock

IC (Rakoua):
"Ah. I see. Then you don't want me to stop the annihilation of humanity. OK. "

-==iC: Rock==-

Rock landed on the ground, making a reasonable crater, as he looked up, not really looking worse for wear.
"DLN-001, Rock." The robot stated, looking at Matt, and then at Kira, and at Virunk, and then back to Matt.

IC [Seth]:

A pair of missiles almost hit the motorcycle. Their origin, unknown, until Seth concluded they came from behind him and not from above him. He sped up, now being chased by drones in previously abandoned cars, presumably from where he got the motorcycle from.

OOC:

so, where are you guys?

The glider, meanwhile, had stopped firing as soon as the police officer ceased to draw breath.  The pilot coaxed the wounded vessel to the ground some distance away, presumably to make repairs.

The pseudohumans with keenest hearing might have been able to make out: Why were they shooting at us, man?  We were, like, on their side!  Sheesh...

OOC: They were the hippies, weren't they. xD Though, given that they were targeting the same place the others were, it'd have been easy to make that mistake. =P

OOC: Congratulations, you just shot down Cyborg Jeff Bridges and his buddy the Head Cultist of Wozniak. :P

"Robot, deactivate" Matt said, a tone of irritation in his voice.

-==IC: Rock==-

Rock simply stared at Matt blankly, and turned away; he was not there to fight humans, after all. He looked around the area with a frown; he had been certain there was a robot around here somewhere, that was wreaking havok...

"DLN-001, Report your business here"

-==IC: Rock==-

"Searching for rogue robots." Rock said, though not turning around, as he had an odd feeling about this; as he was certain this was the place that should have had them. The data lined up and everything.

"Well." Matt said and fired a laser at Rock's head.

-==IC: Rock==-

Rock instinctively turned, and barely dodged out of the way, before transforming his arm into his arm cannon and aiming in the general direction of the group... But, if one looked, his aim was still at the ground.
"Stand down. I do not wish to harm you." Rock warned, as his target was not in that group.

OOC: Logic indicates that Rock looked straight at Kira, and then looked away, not interested. =P

"We're all human, you can't touch us" Matt stated, getting annoyed. "Stand down, now."

-==IC: Rock==-

"Then you stand down as well. You attacked first. I do not wish to harm you or your group." Rock said, equally annoyed, due to his emotion circuit. he may not have 'true' intelligence; but he certainly could be slightly influenced by the emotion circuit. Granted, it was a prototype, but still.

This thing believes it can hurt us.... this isn't good thought Matt.
"you are obviously in error. This is a human dispute, you have no authority."

-==IC: Rock==-

"You shot at me." Rock said, and looked around.
"I'm certain that there is a rogue robot here somewhere; but-" Rock started to say, but then looked into one of the buildings quickly, his eyes flickering toward it briefly, before he dashed forward, and tackled Matt to the ground, being the closest; and then whirled around, aiming his arm cannon at the spot where an energy blast hit moments later; but not from his weapon... From the weapon of the robot that jumped down from the now-destroyed wall of the building.
"There." Rock said, stating the obvious, as he stood up, and gripped his left arm, supporting the cannon, as he eyed the greyish coloured robot; a robot that had gone rogue shortly after creation, from the looks of it.

"Rouge robots?that shouldn't be possible.... unless...."

-==IC: Rock==-

"Someone reprogrammed them." Rock said simply, as he held his arm up toward the robot, whose single eye lit up, just as he looked up toward the group.
"KILL ORGANICS. KILL ORGANICS."

IC (Rakoua):

This is most intriguing.
For some reason, I felt uncomfortable around someone who hunted for rogue robots. Then again, perhaps he would be useful in my search?

At this point, Matt's fight or flight instincts were kicking in.

"WHO reprogrammed them?"

IC:

"I think the world needs a little more destruction. Something to send it into more shock..." Charles Euron stated, directed at the same employee he had been with before.

"...And for that reason, I want New Zealand destroyed. They won't be expecting it. They won't be expecting millions of my drones attacking it all at the same time. Kill all civilians. But to make it so that my drones can't be wiped out in one swift strike, direct 50% of all drones towards New Zealand with the objective to destroy it. Leave it nothing more than a smouldering crater, where stuff once stood... and as for the other 50%, keep them where they are."

And so, Charles Euron ordered the destruction of New Zealand.

---

Seth and his new vehicular companion, who did not yet have a name had been travelling for a while now. While travelling, he had seen the remains of what seemed to be a police car, and several people in the aftermath-or beginning-of a battle. He decided to investigate, and told the motorcycle to go at full speed so the people there could see him do 'an awesome motorcycle stunt', which, in all honesty, was probably going to fail horribly.

OOC: wow, that's some heavy usage of traveling at the speed of plot :P

IC: "great, now I hear a motorcycle coming....."

IC:

In the meantime, Europe was hit by a series of small earthquakes...

IC (Rakoua):

"Oh great, what now."

IC [Seth]:

The motorcycle that Matt had heard appeared, its engines revving very loudly now and its rider appeared to be trying a stunt, but failing at it. It also ended zig-zagging around the group, and eventually stopping in front of Matt.

"Oh, whew, I'm alive." Seth said, not having quite taken in that he was now by a group a people.

-==IC: Virunk==-

Virunk blinked, and scratched his head.
"I'm starting to wonder if I'm the only sane or normal person here, honestly."

IC: "hey, kid, kinda in the middle of something" Matt grunted, gesturing to the robot strangling the other robot with his laser cannon, and shielding kira with his other arm.

OOC: once rock is done... dispatching the other robot, he should notice the Siri® brand Siri-Series© chassis pretty quickly. :P

IC [Seth]:

"Whuh? Oh, there are people here. You don't really hold anyone that isn't you in high regard, do you? If I could blow your mind...

...would you believe me if I said I had a talking motorcycle with an odd personality, or is that a ridiculous notion, since they don't develop talking motorcycles?" Seth replied to Matt, annoyed at his tone.

-==IC: Rock==-

Rock, however, wasn't exactly strangling the other robot; he simply fired a blast through the 'chest' area of the opposing robot, and watched as it fell, his arm transforming back, as he turned around.
"We don't know who is reprogramming them. There is a theory, but I do not wish to relay theories, unless they are correct." Rock stated with a nod, noticing Kira again, and the fact that she had a robot shell, but once again, paid no attention. Obviously, he had no clue about the police investigation recently.

"its nothing to do with high regard, its to do with I'm busy and you appeared out of nowhere." He turned to Rock. "Robot state your master"

IC [Seth]:

"You know, there are some robots that have no masters because they have EMOOOTIIOOONNNS..." Seth said, putting emphasis on 'emotions'. "The rights of robotics are relevant in this day and age due to the growing number of cyborgs. Why be organic, when we get stuff replaced with more efficient, better, implants? Some humans are practically robots now. Soon, there will be very little difference between humanity and robots."

"...And I haven't even touched the rights of motorcycles yet..."

IC (Rakoua):
I took a step forward and said: "Motorcycles should have full human rights. I mean, if they are sentient. If they're not... Well, they don't deserve our respect."

OOC: My character is somewhat weird =P

IC [Seth]:

"This Motorcycle is sentient. It can vouch for that, can't you, er... Motorcycle?"

"Yes, I can." the Motorcycle said, in a synthesised, female voice.

"See? Although it does have the problem of inappropriately flirting with me."

IC (Rakoua):
"OK..." I said.

IC:

The earthquakes in Europe continued...

Matt paused. "Sentient? How?"

IC [Seth]:

"Complicated story, and I don't know the full details, but this motorcycle used to be a human."

"Correct." the Motorcycle spoke.

"She flirts at inappropriate times, however."

IC Matt: "..."

IC Kira: Kira held out a finger and a tiny universal connector slid out of her fingertip. "May I?"

IC [Seth/Motorcycle]:

"No." the Motorcycle spoke, unsure of what would happen if she allowed Kira to connect to her.

"The completely organic guy with the cool blade can connect to me any time he wants, heh."

"...and now it's flirting." Seth said, rolling his eyes.

Kira's eyebrow twitched. "Now that we've made a scene big enough to get us on every news display this side of the border, can I reccomend getting out of here?"
Matt nodded. "I agree. I need to get back to a lab, I'm feeling under-equipped, and I want to get you out for that Siri®© shell as soon as I can"

OOC: I have received a cease and desist order from apple for using the name Siri®© without proper credit, chance I must put ® and © on every use of the word or face jail time.

IC (Rakoua)

"Well, this is interesting."

Everyone stood in a rough circle - rock and his dead robot, virnuk next to kira and matt, rakoua, and Seth with his motorcycle. All staring at each other in realitave science, waiting for someone out make a move.

IC (Rakoua):

I suddenly got a great idea for breaking the awkward silence:
"Hey, I know of this great restaurant a few blocks away. We can get some cheese for everyone!"

*some moments later*

Everyone sat at a bunch of tables outside. They had been pushed together and everyone was in the same circular configuration of awkward silence as before, except with sandwitches in their hands. Except Rakoua, who had a wedge of cheese in his hand

OOC: everybody seen the restaurant scene at the end of the avengers? This is that. :P

OOC: There was a restaurant 0_o ?
IC (Rakoua):
"Okay, if you prefer it that way..." I said, referring to everyone choosing sandwiches without cheese, not everyone choosing to remain in awkward silence. I then started eating.

Finally, Matt asked Rakoua "so who are you again?"

IC (Rakoua):
"Oh, I was just passing by, lookin for bad guys, and I saw you people fighting."

"yeah, that's a.... longish and complicated story..."

IC (Rakoua):
"This cheese wedge is pretty big, I have the time..."

Kira: "..."

Matt: "Well, me and my friend here were picking up Kira, and then there was a dead guy, and then a cop. The cop tried to arrest us, and then he froze. As we were trying to figure what was going on, he turned an attacked us, completely insane. We drove away, but he grabbed onto the car. As we were fighting a plane showed up overhead and started shooting everything with plasma cannons. And then the car crashed. And then you and.. rock, and.... what was your name again kid?"

"seth"

"you and seth showed up. and here we all are."

IC (Rakoua):

"Ohh... I'm sorry I asked. That didn't make much sense. Also, I'm Rakoua."

"Matt. and it didn't make much sense to me either."

IC (Rakoua):
"Well, what do we do now?"

"Well, I'm gonna be heading back to my lab. If there's any risk of a confrontation like this again I want more than a light-duty laser in my arm. Oh, and I almost forgot!" Matt sail, slapping Virnuk on the back "I owe my friend here an implant or five" he said, with a slight chuckle.

-==IC: Virunk==-

Virunk nodded.
"Now, out of slight curiosity, how can those implants work? They would need to be attached to your body, correct?" Virunk asked, just to double check.

-==IC: Rock==-

Rock, meanwhile, had followed, having stayed silent because everyone started talking amongst themselves.
"Doctor Albert Light, of Light Science Industries, is my creator and master." Rock stated, to those who actually cared still.

"..." Matt looked at Virnuk "yes, an implant has to be implanted"

He looked at Rock "that sounds familiar. Kira?" Kira closed her eyes for a moment and said -

OOC: gimme some quick facts (wikipedia first paragraph, or google search results =P) of Light Science Industries =P

IC (Rakoua):
"I believe that the only possible course of action is cheese." I said, probably not making and sense.

Kira was caught off guard by the random statement and suddenly her websearch was filled with images, tastes, and smells of cheese. Not being familiar with cyber-smelling, she was quickly overloaded by the sensation. Of course, no one realized this, they just saw her hang her head in her hands and moan "make the cheese stop!"

IC (Rakoua):
"Did I say something wrong?"

Kira shook her head, as if to shake off the cheese that was bogging down her mind.  "Just.... sensory overload when you distracted me. I'll have to run a cleaner program to get the smell of ricotta out of my eyes...."

IC (Rakoua):
"You smell with you eyes?? What kind of cheese did you eat?"

"I don't smell with my eyes, this cheese overload is making my eyes smell like cheese!"

Matt: o_O   "..."

IC (Rakoua):
"errr... forget I even asked."

"Compiling cheese removal routine"

OOC: Closed her eyes and said "MAKE THE CHEESE STOP!!" =P

-==IC: Virunk==-

Virunk blinked.
"... Err. These implants won't make me be like her, will it?" Virunk asked, subtly moving a little bit away.

OOC: "Constructed in 20XX, Light Science Industries is one of the leading designers in humanoid robots, introducing the component named the 'emotion circuit' into general usage. This allows the robots to make slightly more lifelike reactions to changes in their mission. However, they mostly are forced to stick to the typical protocols. Recent additions, and the children of the creators of the company, Doctor Albert Light and Doctor Thomas Wily once worked as colleagues. However, Wily left the company in 21XX, due to differences between the two of them. It is unknown what he has done since."

Kira: "Running routine... all cheese purged"

Matt: "not unless you dump your brain into a robot body, and even then only for a little while."

Kira: "OK, fetching information...looks like *inserts what you said here*

Matt: "Ah, yes, that's right. My company had a partenership with them for a while. They broke it off as they brought me onboard, because my work made theirs obsolete. At least, it will if it ever hits mainstream..."

OOC: Funny thing is, Light would welcome the new AI version. =P

-==IC: Rock==-

Rock said nothing at what Matt said; as there was no need to.
"What now?" Rock asked, however, as there was no leads on what to do at that moment, or where the rogue robots were...

"I have a private lab off Miriamar base I need it get to."

IC (Rakoua):
"Hey, Kira, look at this." I said, and took a small device that looked like a 21st century USB stick. I walked up to her and pressed it onto her neck. This made a wireless transfer of several hundred terabytes of Cheese-related information to her cortical memory node.

OOC: I'm bored =P

IC Kira: *twitch* "why you little" *twitch* Kira slapped him "you little GORGONZOLA!"

IC Matt: "please stop harassing the sentient AI >_< "

OOC: we need a BaldePost

OOC: Blade is regenerating...

IC (Rakoua):
"Hey, I'm just joking around. No need to call me cheese names..."

IC Kira: "I do not appreciate having information placed in my brain against my will >_> "

IC Matt: "Y'know we should really be going before the cops start looking for us.... but my car's totaled. Anyone have any transport - aside from Seth?"

OOC: who is sitting next to his motorcycle-who-wants-to-be-his-girlfriend =P

IC (Rakoua):

"Okay, okay, I'll stop it if you stop complaining all the time... Anyway, we can take the subway"

OOC: sure, why not. :P

IC: "Guess we're heading off then." Matt said. "Cya Cheesy" Kira mocked, helping Virnuk up.

OOC: anyone wanna come with? Also, you remember the dory + jellyfish Squishy scene from finding nemo? I'm picturing that scene, but with Kira standing over a seated Rakoua, poking him, and using the word cheesy instead of squishy xD

IC (Rakoua):

"She really is obsessed with cheese..."

OOC: I would, since I have nowhere else to go really.
And I do remember that scene.

OOC: Rock's following, just because bad things tend to happen to our group. =P

-==IC: Rock/Virunk==-

Rock and Virunk both nodded, as they stood up. Rock had simply been observing the events, wondering why the situation was so odd, but that was deleted, as it was not relevant.

OOC: now waiting for skrief to post...

OOC: *bump*

IC (Rakoua):
As the situation unfolded around me, I gave in to thinking about cheese.

OOC: skrief, coming?

Posted from a line in disneyland

OOC: Skrief...
IC (Rakoua):
During this period of silence, I found cheese to be one of the few things that could occupy my mind and prevent it from descending into madness.

IC:

"I think I'll stay here, in case of an attack that could happen, like the one those cyborgs are about to make on us... wait... cyborgs attacking us in a similar fashion to the ones that have attacked before? Crud."

OOC: always one for spicing things up.

-==IC: Virunk==-

"They're learning." Virunk muttered, and sighed.
"I think it's a good idea if we all stay together; that way we can help defend each other."

"Alright. To the subway then"

*we all head off to the subway*

IC (Rakoua):
"I love the subway. So many cheese restaurants..."

-==IC: Virunk==-

"You sure you aren't confusing that with Subway? I hear they have some good sandwichs with cheese on them." Virunk said with a nod.

OOC: xD

IC (Rakoua):
"It certainly is possible... but that is irrelevant."

-==IC: Virunk==-

"Alright then... Let's get going then." Virunk said with a nod.

*the subway is boarded and departs with everyone on it*

"So, Virnuk, what sorta implants d'you want?"

-==IC: Virunk==-

"I still haven't really decided." Virunk said with a shrug, as he hadn't really given it much thought.

IC (Rakoua):
My mind was wondering as we passed trough the seemingly endless tunnels in the subway. The train wasn't well lit and my thoughts had to find something to focus on to prevent me from going mad... so I found it; Oranges, a substitute for cheese.

-==IC: Virunk==-

"So..." Virunk said, as the train began to delve back into silence.
"What does everyone think of oranges?"

IC (Rakoua):
"How interesting, I was thinking the same thing! I really like oranges."

-==IC: Virunk==-

Virunk was intrigued, but still did not smile; that had become a trait, if people noticed.
"Interesting. When was the last time you had an orange?"

IC (Rakoua):
"That is an interesting question. Several days ago, while I was on the plane from Frankfurt to here. They served the most awesome oranges."

-==IC: Virunk==-

"Hmm... Very intriguing. I haven't actually had any oranges in a while, due to the cyborg and robot uprising back in my hometown."

IC (Rakoua):
"We could pick some up on our way..."

-==IC: Virunk==-

"Might be a good idea. Of course, not so much for those of us who can't eat, but still."

*the subway arrives about a block away from the lab*

*everyone exits*

"The lab's this way" Matt said, leading the group west, on foot. Soon they arrived at a nondescript building. Matt scanned his retina and ushered the group in.

-==IC: Virunk==-

"This is the lab?" Virunk asked, kinda skeptical, since it wasn't all that fancy or so.

IC (Rakoua):
"That's the lab?" I said, trying not to sound like I'm mocking Matt, but failing in that.

"Oh shuddup" Matt said and led them into a large room full of mechanical parts. A menacing looking medical table sat in the corner. "I don't use this place much so I apologise for the mess."

IC (Rakoua):

I looked around and saw some sort of arm. I took it, and it grabbed me. I pressed a button which had a sign on it indicating that it was the shut down button, and it released me.
"Hey, you didn't strike me as the type who would be interested in late 20th century technology."

OOC: Yes, Rakoua is determined to get Matt angry =P

"that's not mine - this lab was assigned to me when i came to the USA, for my use while i was here. Therefore, about 40% of this isn't mine."

IC (Rakoua):
"So, I guess that 4:3 360p CRT monitor isn't yours either?"

OOC: =P

"Are you kidding me?" Matt went over to it. "Wow, ok, you're not. Wow." Matt shook his head.

"Alright guys, first order of business, I need a new shell for Kira. I'll get working on that... I need a diamond for the quantum processor.... and I want a military-grade maser for my arm. Have another enhancement I want to give myself as well, and Virnuk, before I'm done, can you decide what you want?"

IC (Rakoua):
"Wait, laser scalpels? What is this, the dark ages?"

"Those are in a display case. Why, I'm not sure, but they certainly don't look like they're supposed to be used" Matt said, busy pulling apart robotic torsos, looking for a proper diamond.

"So, um, we're not gonna have a small military grade maser rifle in here, so I'll need to get one." Matt said as he worked. "Kira has government clearance, so she can get into the base that's nearby and get it for me, but considering that the guys from my lab will be looking for her, I'll need someone to go with her and provide distractions, if needed."

Mattpulled the last remaining robot body apart and pulled out a small diamond. *sigh* "nothing good enough here... We'll have to store you in the computer here so I can reuse your current one." Kira winced. "Fine, if you have to."

OOC: side quest time =D who's willing to go on a mission to a military base with kira?

IC (Rakoua):
"In the meantime, mind if I used some of your computers? I need to contact... an associate."

*suspicious look*

"OK, there's a terminal in the corner over there you can use."

IC (Rakoua):
"Alright, thanks." I said, and walked to it. I proceeded to speak into a device that seemed to be a microphone, which attracted strange looks from the others. For a few seconds I wondered about the reason for this strange look, but then I saw a keyboard.
"Hmm, a keyboard. How quaint." I said, and started typing something at an extraordinary rate.

IC-Matt: "..."

IC-Kira: "so... who wants to come with?"

-==IC: Virunk==-

"I wouldn't mind." Virunk said with a shrug.
"If there's enough time, that is." Virunk said, not sure about the enhancements still.

OOC: I don't suppose you'd have spare parts that could be made into wearable equipment? It'd probably be a recurring joke that every time Virunk was about to be turned into a Cyborg, something would happen, and he'd have to rely on the equipment. =P

"It'll be a few hours before I'm done with Kira's new shell. That should be more than enough time to get a Maser Rifle from Mirimar Base. And as for wearable equiptment....." Matt tossed an arm to Virnuk. "This is part of an old exoskeleton prototype. It has a battery in it that should last you about 12 hours." Matt stuck an electrode on the back of Virnuk's neck.  " and that should let you control it. No special abilities or anything, just stregnth. Oh, and a fold-out blade."

OOC: pretty much, a bulky, slightly weaker version of Edward Elrich's arm, from FMA :P

OOC: That works. That most definitely works. >=)

-==IC: Virunk==-

Virunk nodded.
"That works. Alright; I'm in." Virunk said, as he strapped the arm on, testing it's feel by flexing it.

OOC: Though, I do have to wonder if he'd be considered a Cyborg if he just got his arm cut off and replaced or something. ::)

OOC: yes, yes it would.

IC: "Let's go then" Kira said. "Heads up" Matt called out and tossed her a cartridge. Kira caught it and looked at in in confusion. "Bullets for your coilgun" Matt explained.

OOC: timeskip to arrival at base?

IC:

"I'd like to come as well. That also means the motorcycle is coming."

"Uh... OK" kira said, still perplexed by the human motorcycle. "Let's go then?"

IC (Rakoua):
"Hey, Matt, take a look at this." I said, and took out a small device I had  been working on from spare parts around his lab.

OOC: So Edward Elric would be considered a Cyborg? =P

-==IC: Virunk==-

Virunk nodded, as he followed the others quickly.

OOC: by earth standards, yes.

IC: Matt looked at it, curious.

OOC: and it is...?

IC (Rakoua):
"Press the button."

Matt pressed it, and a strange blue beam of light erupted from what looked like a tiny emitter array from one of his holographic monitors. It hit one of the lamps on the ceiling (even though it wasn't pointed at it) and it exploded.

"It can either detect or kill electronic stuff completely. Operates sort of like a lightning bolt generator, but with less power."

"Okaaay then" Matt said. "That isn't EMP based is it? EMPs are illegal in this country..."

IC (Rakoua):
"Not exactly, I modified that holographic transmitter to ionize the air and allow a small current to travel to the nearest electrical device."

"Clever. Mind if I keep this?" Matt asked .

Meanwhile, Kira led Virnuk, Seth, and his motorcycle to the military base.

IC (Rakoua):
"Nope, it's pretty easy to make anyway. Try not to use it on any friendly cyborgs, it can burn out unshielded electronics even on the lowest setting."

IC Matt: "Ion guns aren't incredibly uncommon, but this is still a pretty clever implementation" He put the device in a drawer and got back to work.

IC Kira: The group walked up the road and approached the guardhouse.

OOC: Raks, feel free to jump in as any military personnel if you want to.

-==IC: Virunk==-

Virunk walked forward, standing by with a frown. His sword was on his back, and able to be seen, but he'd rather that, than not being able to draw it effectively.
"Alright, what's the plan?" Virunk asked, as he readied himself.

IC (Military redshirt 1):
I started my day by putting on my red uniform and went to the guardhouse. Just then, a pair of people approached the guardhouse, and I prepared my weapon. One of them had a sword.
"You must not go in here!"

Kira held up her hand a spoke in a slightly more robotic voice than the people in her group had heard before "My master, Matt Keito, has Secret Clearance, hence I do as well. I am on a mission for him, that these two humans are relevant to"

OOC: pretty much, we're allowed in now =P

IC (Redshirt):

"And how will you prove that?"

OOC: this guy is a bit more inquisitive =P

-==IC: Virunk==-

Virunk nodded, to show that it was correct. He looked over at the redshirt with a frown.
"If you want, we could get Mr. Keito on the phone, but he is very busy, and likely does not want any distractions right now."

IC (Redshirt):
"Alright, alright, I'll have to follow you in though."

Kira simply held her hand over the gate and it flashed green, speaking "authorized entrance" in a highly robotic voice.

IC (Redshirt):
I continued to follow them.

Kira entered the hangar and began to weave through stacks of supplies. Within moments everyone had lost her.

IC (Redshirt):
"Redshirt 1 to command, please send additional redshirts to the cargo hangar."

The redshirts arrived and surrounded Redshirt1 and the remaining members of Kira's group.

IC (Redshirt):
"Don't mind us, we are simply here to prevent you from doing anything unauthorized by Sir No."
OOC: No is my evil character =P

While Virnuk, Seth (and possibly his motorcycle) were surrounded by troops, Kira was deep in the storehouse, looking for a proper Maser Rife that would not be missed.

IC (Redshirt lieutenant):
"One of you is not here. Go find her!"

IC Redshirt2: "Sir... Us find her? or them?" he said, pointing a mechanical finger at Virnuk, Seth, and the motorcycle.

IC (Redshirt):
I fired a directed energy weapon at the redshirt, vaporizing him.
"Any other stupid questions?" I said. It was rather clear that I meant the redshirts.

The redshirts run off to find kira, leaving Redshirt1 alone with Seth, Virnuk, and a motorcycle.

Meanwhile, Kira pulls a Maser Rifle out of a storage container in the far back of the dimly lit warehouse. she quickly checks to make sure the micro-nuclear battery is still in place and ready to use, and then dissapears into the shadows.

IC:

"So... you people don't believe in talking vehicles do you?" Seth said, winking at the motorcycle.

IC Redshirt1: "what motorcycle DOESN'T have vocal navigation?" he said, rolling his eyes

OOC: yes, he will be VERY caught off gaurd by an intellignet motorcycle =P

IC:

"Uh... old ones?"

The motorcycle revved itself up, then drove itself forwards and then around in circles, while yelling "TOASTERS TOASTERS TOASTERS," followed by "I'M A SUPPORT OF EQUAL RIGHTS FOR VEHICLES AND ORGANICS!"

Redshirt1's eyes opened wide and he took a step back, clutching his gun "what the **** man?" He asked, slightly panicked.

IC (Redshirt 7)
"Seal of all exits from the cargo hangar."
Large, thick metal doors closed the main door, while additional redshirts were posted around ventilation shafts and other, smaller exits.

In a dark corner, Kira pulled another maser rifle out of a crate and bean modifying it. A moment later, she picked it up and fired a long, continuous blast at the wall. The maser was invisible and made no sound. The only evidence of its use was the sound of sizzling metal as it cur through the hangar wall, the distortion of the air around the beam, and the smell of burnt ozone.
A moment later, kira dropped the modified maser and slung the regular one over her back, stepping through the hole she had cut in the hangar.

IC (Redshirt 7):
Alarms went off, due to the wall being breached.

"Go catch  her!"

A whole legion of Redshirts was posted around the compound, leaving no route of escape other than to fight.

Kira put her hand to the wall, and sighed. I need to get Matt to put electromagnets in my new shell's hands she thought, then sent him a message requesting just that, as she picked back up the modified maser. She fired a warning shot at a red shirt, vaporizing his hat. "Out of my way please" she said, annoyed.

IC (Redshirt):
"I am placing you under arrest, charged with attacking a military base and vaporizing military equipment. You will spend 3 months in a prison camp on the South pole." I said, and 13 redshirts pointed their guns at Kira.

-==IC: Virunk==-

"Yeah, I don't think so." Virunk said, making his grand reappearance, as he swung downward with his sword, a warning strike, as he shook his head.
"Go on, give me a reason to put my skills of fighting countless Cyborgs back in Canada to use. I've been looking for a chance."

IC (Redshirt):
70 redshirts with plasma rifles surrounded Virnuk.
"Reason enough?"

-==IC: Virunk==-

"I've fought worse." Virunk said with a smirk, though inwardly wondering where the distraction was.
"Also, 'Sir No'? That's an obvious mention of Doctor No."

IC (Redshirt):
"Doubtful. And he prefers to be called Sir."

-==IC: Virunk==-

"I took on 150 and won, in the past." Virunk stated coldly, not even responding to the second part. He also kept to himself that it was spread out over a week.

IC (Redshirt):
"Well, we are highly advanced androids. Please come with us."

IC:

The motorcycle continued to drive around in circles, aiming to disable as many of its opponents as it could.

This, of course, left Seth on his own.

"...What do I do?"

IC (Redshirt):
We started firing at the motorcycle, hitting the ground in front of it to make a huge hole to block its path.

IC:

Seth noticed the motorcycle needed help, ran up to it, and told it to stop.

"All right, all right. We surrender. Take us to your leader or leaders, or second-in-command if your leader is currently unavailable. I'm sure peaceful negotiations would be better than a few dead citizens and a broken motorcycle being discovered here, of which the media would make a biiig deal about. Everyone knows the media is a big enemy to everything, especially the media."

IC (Redshirt):
"We will let you live if you bring us the artificial intelligence."

Kira was standing kinda behind virnuk, so none of the redshirts really noticed when she fired a silenced bullet from her hand. She fired several more before they noticed, each one taking out a soldier. As soon as they noticed she fired her modified maser, the continuing blast cutting red shirts in half.

IC:
The redshirts soon adapted, finding Kira's firing pattern predictable and dodging each shot, while firing some EMP bolts at her designed to disable her.

Kira simply jumped. up and over them. i did not know i could jump like that kira thought to herself. landing on top of another hangar. she scampered back a little ways to be out of range, then locked the scope on the rifle into place. she leaned over and shot a redshirt, pulling back in a millisecond, her robotic senses guaranteeing her a perfect headshot.

OOC: They're androids too, you know.

IC (Redshirt):
More redshirts converged on the cargo hangar. More and more EMP rounds were fired at Kira.

OOC: about how many left?

OOC: They just keep coming in,  it's a huge force of redshirts. You can fight them, but I'd rather capture Kira. But there is a weak point somewhere, if you want.

-==IC: Virunk==-

The problem with the focus on Kira, and the sudden drop in focus on the guy with the very large sword, was, of course, that the guy with the sword could help back up the girl with the gun. Therefore, Virunk slashed away the soldiers directly surrounding him, his enhanced arm increasing the distance they flew, if they weren't cut in half by the blow. After that, he dashed forward, and attempted to disable the EMP guns of the soldiers.
"One problem; I'm fully human. That thing won't harm me at all. But go on, keep firing it. You might succeed in making me laugh."

IC (Redshirt):
"Oh, thank you for informing us."
Several of the redshirts changed their settings to fire plasma bolts at Virunk.

-==IC: Virunk==-

Virunk rolled his eyes, and rolled out of the way of the blasts, aiming a slice out at the legs of the ones closest to him.
"Motorcycle, it's a good time to help out now!" Virunk yelled out, hoping the rider would help with that as well.

IC:
Even as some were destroyed, redshirts kept coming in.

Kira continued picking off redshirts "this is going nowhere" she muttered to herself as she watched an EMP hit Virnuk's exoskeletal arm. She swore, and opened a mindlink to Matt.
Kira? What's going on?
Uh... Is my body done yet?
...Why?
We're in kinda a tight spot. Can you start the transfer now?
We were going to reuse your diamond...
I'm not sure we have time for that. Can you rig something up?
Sure, I guess. Gimmie a few minutes.

Kira broke off the connection and began saving a backup of herself. She jumped back into the fray and landed next to virnuk.

IC (Redshirts):
Soon, we completely surrounded them and offered them surrender.
"We only want Kira. The rest of you may leave."

Kira tossed the Masers to Virnuk. "Its ok. go"

IC (Redshirt):
"We also intercepted your transmission to Matt. We are currently blocking any wireless transmissions in this compound. But if you wish, we could release you after a short... interrogation.

-==IC: Virunk==-

Virunk scowled, but sighed, shaking his head.
"You've made an enemy of the wrong person; tell your leader that." Virunk glared at the androids, grabbing the masers as best as he could with one hand.
I hope she knows what she's doing. Virunk thought, as he contemplated the situation.
I think I know what I want now...

IC (Redshirts):
"You're not the first human to be our enemy."

-==IC: Virunk==-

"No; but I'll be the last." Virunk stated coldly, gripping the masers in his hand tightly, even as he shot Kira a 'are you sure you know what you're doing?' type look.

luckily that was only intercepted, not blocked.... but that means he won't be able to transfer me out... **** "Fine, lets go" looking decidedly less sure of herself than she had a moment ago.

IC (Redshirt):
"We have more then a thousand people ready to kill you. Now, leave, Virunk, or we WILL kill you!"

-==IC: Virunk==-

Virunk narrowed his eyes, as he looked up toward the redshirts.
"... How do you know my name?" Virunk asked coldly, glaring at the redshirt who had spoken.

IC (Redshirts):
"We looked up your file. You don't have a low profile."

-==IC: Virunk==-

"Whatever. Wasn't going for a low profile." Virunk said with a scowl, rolling his eyes.
Yeah, this isn't going well at all... Virunk said, giving Kira one last 'any bright ideas?' look, just in case.

IC (Redshirt):
"Do you WANT to die?"

-==IC: Virunk==-

"Can't exactly move with you lot standing two feet in front of me, holding a gun to my chest." Virunk said with narrowed eyes.

IC (Redshirt):
The redshirts made a path to the exit of the compound, but kept their guns pointed at his head.

"Just get back to matt" kira asked.

-==IC: Virunk==-

"See? Wasn't so hard now, was it?" Virunk asked with a smirk, noting multiple ideas for things.

OOC: Timeskip to return?

OOC: But Kira stays. Unless you want to free her.

OOC: Oh, I've got an idea for that. Thanks for confirming they're androids, no matter how unsure I am of how that works in the long-run. =P

OOC: we'll break her out after you do whatever you're gonna do =P

OOC: No will release her probably. Depending on what she says during the interrogation.
IC (Redshirts):
"Sir No's patience isn't infinite, Kira."

"I can't exactly move when you all are surrounding me like this"

IC (Redshirt):
"Why do all my prisoners seem intellectually challenged... just start walking and the redshirts will move out of the way, unless you try something..."

*starts walking out of the base*

IC (Redshirt):
"You're supposed to go INSIDE the base..." I sighed.

WOW these robots are stupid Kira thought as she proceeded to walk out of the base.

IC (Redshirt):
Redshirts blocked her way.
"You'll die."

"Dumb, brutes, OK. Well, maybe you should, I dunno, tell me where you want me to go? This is a pretty big base after all"

IC (Redshirt):
"Towards the large door that has "Entrance" written on it, perhaps?" I sighed yet again.

-==IC: Virunk==-

Meanwhile, Virunk made his way back to Matt's lab, the Motorcycle and Seth following him as he did so.
"We've got a problem." Virunk said with a grimace, as he pushed open the door, having to use more strength than normal to lift his arm to do that, due to the offline exoskeleton arm.

IC (Rakoua):
"Is that so?"

-==IC: Virunk==-

"Yes, it's so..." Virunk said, looking over at Rakoua with intrigue at that moment.
They just so happened to know who we were...

IC Kira:  "...that's the entrance to the mess hall. See the sign that says 'mess mall on the building? And the door marked exit right next to the door that's marked entrance? Seriously, your boss needs to give you guys an AI upgrade"

IC Matt: "I know, Kira messaged me" Matt said, accepting the maser rifles. The others noticed his mechanical arm was ripped apart, and watched as Matt quickly tore down the rifle and built it into his arm.  "While you were gone I also did a little surgery" matt said, holding up his organic hand. "A prototype I've been working on. I call it Variable Fingertip Drive." His fingerprints morphed into a new pattern. "A customized layer of SynthSkin replacing the skin on my fingertips. Cool, huh?"

OOC: been wanting these for a wile. I have a feeling they're going to come in very handy.

IC Redshirt:

"And how would you know that? Anyway, that's the place where the interrogation will occur."

IC (Rakoua):
"Oh, cool, maser rifles. But where's Kira?"

"Kidnapped" Matt answered, highly annoyed at the fact what he said was true.

-----

"Okaaaay" kira said, and entered the mess hall.

IC:

Seth noticed an urgent live news feed on a television, which seemed oddly conveniently placed. It was detailing how New Zealand was being attacked by a horde of almost-mindless people, all cyborgs, and the channel it was on, being wildly biased towards pure organics, spun the attack to mean that cyborgs would soon rise up around the world and destroy everything. This, to any sane person, was obviously not true, but anyone who had dealt with anti-cybernetics activists knew that they had probably already amassed a force against cyborgs. All this meant to Seth was that the world was going to spin out of control soon enough, and order would lose its steady grip on the worlds of humanity.

"Motorcycle, what did you make of that, and also-what do you want to be called? For now, I think you should go over to the guy with the big blade and ask him to name you, if you haven't named yourself."

"I'm more... well, feeling something.. at the fact I'm a motorcycle."

And then, the motorcycle went off to Virunk.

---

"You there. I will now refer to you as my personal lackey because of your obedience to me, and the other two versions of myself on the moon. Tell me... is New Zealand burning into its grave?"

"The assault you ordered is going well. It did not completely surprise, some militia have countered it, but we outnumber them, surprisingly. It seems some people would rather just submit to us. We have some captives." the lackey of Charles Euron informed.

"Add them to the legion of mindless drones. Do that for ALL future captives, except if they display unusual talent or happen to be politicians."

"Yes, sir. Is there anything else?"

"We're going to buy out a robotics company, one that makes robots. And we're going to change it... into one that makes assassin robots. If we can, we'll also make all of their current robots into assassin robots too. Nobody ever suspects the robot. The idiots have laws against robots killing. But they do not know of the spreading fire that I propagate on this world. It is strangely captivating to know, to feel, that you are making the world burn."

"A wise man once said some men just want to watch the world burn... I think his name was Steve Obama... no, it was Bill Jobs, wasn't it? They made the world burn themselves... in a manner too discreet to be remembered by most, via patents or something..." Charles thought to himself.

IC (Rakoua):

"So, I assume we will attempt a rescue?"

IC (person in the dark in the mess hall)

"I've been expecting you."

IC Kira: "who are you?"

IC Matt: "Obviously"

IC (Rakoua):
"Alright, let's do it."
IC (PITDITMH):
"My name is irrelevant. Don't worry about that. But as I hear, you are an android, correct?"

-==IC: Virunk==-

"First of all.." Virunk cut in, and frowned.
"I need upgrades... But not implants. They have EMP-based weaponry, and it killed the mechanical arm." Virunk said, motioning to his currently hanging limp arm, because he was tired of attempting to move it, which failed anyway.
"I definitely need a helmet of some kind; they kept trying to shoot me. Armour would be nice too." Virunk said, as he began to list off the potential ideas he had been thinking up, equipment wise.

OOC: Obviously a cyborg will be useless there, hence no implants.

So... Instead...

Helmet with transparent visor, with optional HUD displayed onto it by two cameras on either side of the inside of the helmet.
Suit of armour that can take multiple attacks preferably.
Energy blasters of some kind preferably built into the palms of the hand, though the precise manner is optional.
Long Fall Boots of sorts.

Think that'd work? =P

IC (Rakoua):
I accidentally dropped the tablet I was reading, and it just happened to be a very expensive gadget owned my Matt, which shattered into a million pieces.

IC Kira: "Now you're just being racist"

OOC: xD

IC Matt: "What did you DO? That was a combat-ready computer! it could survive a mid-sized MISSILE. WHAT DID YOU DO?!?!?!"

IC (person):
"Not at all, a lot of my friends are androids. In fact, I might have a proposal for you... But first you have to gain my trust. Where is Matt?"

IC (Rakoua):
"I... uhh... dropped it into a vat of acid to see how resistant it was, and I guess it made it fragile?"

IC Kira: "Android means one of two things. Either its a brand name, which for us is equatable to species, or its a term meant to describe a robot based on a male human. So in all essentially, you called me a dyke gorilla. So, um, try again."

OOC: Kira's more fun than I expected xD

IC Matt: *twitch* "why would you need to test its acid resistance?" *twitch*

IC (Person):
"I hate it when they do that... alright, gynoid... tell me where Matt is and I will let you go. Or, if you wish, you can join me. Don't be so quick to refuse though... You might come to me begging for my forgiveness when this is over."

OOC: I had a feeling that you would use that card =P

IC (Rakoua):
"Well, uhh... What if we run into acid-throwing robots and our only shield is your tablet?"

IC Kira: "Why would anyone join you when they have no idea who you are or what you want? You humans are terrible at communication"

OOC: xD

IC Matt: Matt did an epic facepalm, then started work on some armor for Virnuk, explaining "Not enough time for the implats I want to give you anyways. Though any high-end implants are EMP-shielded..."

IC (Person):
"You know, you talk a lot for someone who could get killed at any minute. What I plan to do is irrelevant, for now. Just tell me Matt's location."

IC (Rakoua):
I proceeded to play freecell on Matt's 300" screen.

IC Kira: "Last time I saw him, he was escaping a police officer who wanted to arrest him for something he didn't do."

IC Matt: Matt furrowed his brow and continued his work, trying very hard to ignore Rakoua, who really seemed like he had sold all his IQ points to fuel his cheese addiction.

OOC: and yes, selling your IQ points is possible, with certain implants. Its illegal of course - this era's equivalent of the black market organ trade.

IC (Person):
"Any more specific? Where is this new body he's building for you?"
IC (Rakoua):
I proceeded to finish 7 games of freecell in 3.1 seconds.
"Hey, man, why are you still using windows [insert number]?"

OOC: Interesting =P

IC Matt: "because its the best platform for quantum compiling. Tho I do agree, the interface sucks" he said, not looking up from the armor he was working on.

IC Kira "No idea. I was going to transfer out when you jammed the communications."

IC (Rakoua):
"What about lower level functions? It's a bit slow on the [insert paragraph of technobabble which I cannot be bothered to write]"
IC (Person):
"I think you're lying. I'll dismantle you if I have to, just to get to that information."

-==IC: Virunk==-

Virunk sighed.
"Less babble, more working." Virunk said, helping with handing parts to Matt, just to help speed up the process.
"We need to get this done as soon as we can."

IC (Rakoua):
While they were working, I made some schematics for an exoskeleton.
"Hey, take a look at this."

-==IC: Virunk==-

"What's that?" Virunk asked, curious.

IC (Rakoua):
"I was just working on this before I came here. It can increase strength by 300%."

IC Kira: "What makes you think I'm lying?"

IC Matt: "Yeah, but you don't use use that for quantum compiling anyways. and those operations are what i have that server for" Matt said, gesturing to a computer that looked approximately the size, weight, and material of a cinderblock. He glanced at the plans Rakoua was holding. "No Synthetic muscles. those can get it to 450% without any modification" Matt said, as he continued work on the armor.

IC (Rakoua):
"Yeah, but take a look at this."
I created a holographic simulation of the exoskeleton, and hundreds of little laser arrays extended from various points in the exoskeleton. I then created a dozen holoenemies. They were all destroyed within seconds in the simulation.
This immediately caught Virnuk's attention.

IC (Person):
"Alright, let's see if I can cut out your brain and download the information..." I said and took a lasersaw.

-==IC: Virunk==-

"Lasers?" Virunk asked, slightly intrigued about that part.

IC (Rakoua):
"Useful for getting out of tight spots... and wrecking Matt's laboratory."

IC Matt: "with that many lasers you wouldn't be able to move."

IC Kira: Kira baked into a wall "you do know that would destroy my circuitry, making it impossible to retrieve anything from me..."

IC (Rakoua):
"I did have to sacrifice a bit of mobility, but they're the new model from the lab in Minsk. Their power cells are only 20nm in length.

IC (Person):
"I don't think so. You see, I have quite a lot of experience with tech. And besides, even if I lose the information, I would still find him eventually."

-==IC: Virunk==-

"Either way, status on armour?" Virunk asked, getting back to the important thing at hand.

IC (Rakoua):
hmm... what could grab their attention... Ah! I know!
I then showed them a simulation of the exoskeleton on a person, and its right arm transformed into some form of chainsaw.

-==IC: Virunk==-

"What about a sword? Though being like Ash wouldn't be bad either; if there were tons of zombies." Virunk said with a shrug.

IC Matt: "One, even with that small of a power cell, the lasers would still need some sort of chamber, which would be too large to NOT restrict movement, with how many you have. Two, we don't have those components here, even if it was practical. And three, I'd already be done if I wasn't constantly being interrupted." Matt said, pulling a piece of armor out of a 3D printer, heavily annoyed.

IC Kira: "I'm set up with a self-destruct method - if there's unauthorized tampering with my mind, it'll wipe me." Kira said - not a lie, as she had just activated that failsafe. Of course, she had a backup saved, but they would never find that.

IC (Rakoua):
"Embrace miniaturization!" I said, and took a small piece of strange material, and pressed a button. Tiny lasers erupted from its surface and started burning a hole trough the ceiling.
"Yeah, I gotta fix the targeting a bit."
IC (Person):
"That's okay, now I can install a new program. Hmm... which one should I choose?"

IC Matt: Matt handed Virnuk the full suit of armor. "bulletproof carbon nanotube armor with artificial muscles to give you 475 times your current strength. expandable carbon/titanium arm blades and a shoulder-mounted maser cannon. and a shock-resistant bulletproof helmet with a military HUD." Matt said, strapping on a simple carbon nanotube chestplate, and then his shirt on top. He provided nothing for Rakoua. "its all EMP-shielded too." he added, and passed out bandages. "these are adrenaline patches, the insides are coated with microneedles. slap it on and you'll be ready to fight, even if you were on the ground a second ago. Won't heal you though, so be careful. that's everything of use from the lab, i think we're ready to set out" Matt slung a backpack over his shoulder and made for the door.

IC Kira: "you would have no idea how. I'm a new breed of computer, i'm not compatible with your software. it would take years for you to reverse-engineer my hardware to match your software"

IC (Rakoua):
"hmm..." I said, and used one of the 3D printers to produce gloves made from that material, and then installed a control system.
"This should be fun."

IC (Person):
"Yet again you underestimate me." I said, and started drilling with a laser drill into Kira's head.

IC: Kira lashed out at the laser drill. It smashed, though Kira's arm was damaged.

IC: Matt walked out the door and hopped in the company car that was there. Inside, the 3D printer flashed the warning that it was almost out of material

-==IC: Virunk==-

Virunk nodded, and strapped on the equipment.
"Let's go rescue Kira."

*revs engine*

"should we wait for Rakoua?" Matt asked, the appeal of leaving him behind obviously very appealing.

-==IC: Virunk==-

"I'm not sure..." Virunk said, and frowned again.
"Any sign of him? Because there's something odd I noticed..." Virunk said, checking to make sure Rakoua wasn't nearby.

"You only noticed one odd thing about him?" Matt asked, amazed.

IC (Rakoua):
"Hey guys!" I said, and ran to them, which accidentally triggered my laser gloves and blew up Matt's car.
"Oh, sorry, was that yours?
IC (Person):
"Okay, we do this the hard hard way then..." I said and took some sort of device and attached it magnetically to Kira's head.

IC Kira: The device quickly reported back that her head had some sort of magnetic shielding.

IC Matt: With a deep sigh, he stepped out of the burning car, and leaned against a wall, holding his forehead. "Yes. Yes it was"

IC (Rakoua):
"That's cute. Hold on a second while I call in my helicopter." I said, and pressed a button on my suit. A minute later, a robotic helicopter arrived.

IC (Person):
"This will take longer than expected... Now, I will eventually get that info, and you WILL die in the process. Or, you can just tell me their location?"

IC Matt: "Where did you get a helicopter?" Matt said, o_O'ing

IC Kira: "Have you ever considered that I might comply if you told me why you wanted to know?"

IC (Rakoua):
"Where did YOU get a 300" holoscreen?" I sighed and entered the helicopter.
"You guys coming in?"

IC (person):
"Hmm, alright. I need his cybernetics expertise. He will help me with... a project."

OOC: THe first person who guesses his evil plan gets a cookie.

IC Kira: Rolling her eyes, Kira reached into her pocket and pulled out a tiny mechanical orb, only a millimeter in diameter. "Here's his business card. If you want his expertise, you can just call him."

OOC: Kira is so FUN! xD

IC Matt: “walmart" Matt said, climbing in the chopper, and severely hoping that the vehicle was more sane than its owner.

IC (Rakoua):
"Alright, let's go." I said, and we took off.

IC (Person):
"I have a feeling that he will come to us though..."

IC Matt: Matt punched in the coordinates as virnuk climbed in, and they took off.

IC (Rakoua):
"Lets kill some androids!" I said, and we quickly arrived at the base.
"Welcoming party?" I pointed at some people on the ground.

-==IC: Virunk==-

Virunk's visor glowed, as he drew his sword carefully, looking down at the group.
"Oh, I sure hope so."

IC:
The defense system of the base started firing and one of the shots hit the tail of the helicopter, causing it to lose control...
"Oh, that's OK." I said, and jumped out at about 13 meters.

Matt jumped out as well, landing on his mechanical leg, which absorbed most of the impact shock.

IC (Rakoua):
I used my laser gloves to kill a few redshirts.

IC (Person):
"There is still a way to save Matt and yourself... Tell me how to disable his implants, so I can capture him alive."

IC Kira: "Or, you could, y'know, hire him. His rates are really low for any sufficiently advanced project"

IC Matt: Matt expanded his arm maser and opened fire on the redshirts, his optical implant helping him headshot them very quickly with the invisible maser beam

IC (Person):
"It's pretty hard to hire someone who's attacking you. But I'll try, I guess."

IC: Suddenly, a screen powered up and Person's face showed up on it.
"Hey, Matt, you interested in a project?"
The redshirts also paused their attack.

IC Matt: "Um......" he looked around with an am I being pranked? expression, than stated "well, I need to know who my employer is and what the job is before accepting, but I'd be happy to discuss it with you...?"

IC Kira:  'this one's obviously deranged...' Kira thought to herself

IC (Person):
"Please, enter."
IC (Rakoua):
"That was... unexpected..."

OOC: Can I punch some sort of implant into your brains while you're coming in? I promise it'll be awesome.

OOC: not my brain, no o_O

IC Matt: Matt cautiously entered the building, his arm cannon still extended and charged

OOC: Please? It won't hurt and I'll remove it later...

IC (Rakoua):
"I have a bad feeling about this..."

OOC: you can put it on kira, perhaps?

IC Matt: "For once I agree with you, this has trap written all over it. But for the time being its preferable to being shot at"

OOC: It would be pointless on her, since she's a robot...

IC (Rakoua):
"Of course. But maybe not." I said, and the person from the screen approached us.

"Hello there, Mr. ....."

OoC: name?

IC:
"Mr. Mobios. I have a proposal for you. Would you be interested in following me?" I said.

"Why not?" Matt said, and followed. Though his expression showed otherwise, he was highly unnerved by all this.

IC:
Suddenly, redshirts placed some sort of device on the back of Matt's and Virnuk's head, and shot Rakoua with some sort of weapon... Also, they shot Kira with the same weapon. All four suddenly found themselves in some sort of city which was completely clean and empty...

"Aw ****" Matt said, standing up. He dusted himself off and looked around, then checked his implant to see the time/date and location. Even if communications were jammed, his chromoter would still work, and sensor would record the path he'd been transported.

IC (Rakoua):
"What is this place..."

OOC: You won't find your tech here, for some reason.

Matt was worried by his lack of response from his implants, so checked his arm, and found it was organic. Checking the rest of his implants, he found that he was completely organic. "What?...."

OOC: Just as long as Virunk won't be considered a cyborg, certainly. Since storyline dictates this and all. ::)

-==IC: Virunk==-

"See? This is why I don't use implants." Virunk said, as he stood up, and brushed himself off, just making a quick check to see if he still had his sword or not.

"Implants got nuthin to do with this" Matt said, looking for Kira "notice your armor and sword are gone? someone shunted us into cyberspace. a secure server by the look of it. probably ustom-written, as the controls aren't anywhere i can detect em." Matt paused. "oh that's right, you've never been to cyberspace, have you?"

IC:

"So... Motorcycle... since everybody just seems to have disappeared from this place, what's your name?" Seth asked, bored since most, if not everyone had just disappeared.

"My name is SuperMotorcycle Awesomecool XV80000."

"...Your real name, not a bunch of random words pieced together?"

"..."

"Fine, I'll just call you XV. Is that good enough?"

"Yes. I like surprising the *bleep* out of people, so can we go do that?" XV, the newly named motorcycle, asked.

"And by the way, you haven't done it in the past five minutes, but stop flirting with me. It's unsettling. Flirt with guys with big blades instead, okay?"

-==IC: Virunk==-

"Exactly; but the fact is that I can live without implants, and effectively fight if it came to that, with just my hands. Though, if this is cyberspace, this isn't half like what I expected it to be." Virunk said with a frown, as he looked around the place.

IC:

Suddenly, Seth heard loud thumping nearby.

"...huh?"

A very large man, almost inhumanly large, appeared, flanked by two others.

"You're coming with us."

"Can this motorcycle here come toOOF?" Seth began asking, then getting punched by the inhumanly large man, now unconscious.

"Idiot. Motorcycles are not living beings and are not viable for our experiment."

The inhumanly large man then carried Seth's unconscious body back to wherever he came from, accompanied by his two associates.

XV, under her breath, if that was the right thing to say, muttered "Oh no."

IC:
Suddenly, a flash of light blinded them and an old black man who had a striking resemblance to Nelson Mandela appeared.

"Oh, you must think this is some sort of cyberspace... but in reality, you are... dead."

OOC: I have to do something and then I'll elaborate. But you don't know if he's lying.

Matt looked at him with a you're-obviously-deranged look. "As I was saying," Matt continued, "I can live without implants too. And fight. You probably have more training than me, but hey, whatever. Don't count me out" Matt found Kira, unconsious, behind a structure.

IC:
A lightning bolt struck Matt, stunning him for a few moments.
"As I was saying, you're all dead. So, make yourself at home."

-==IC: Virunk==-

"I say you're wrong." Virunk stated, as he got into a ready pose.
"You know why? Because you, or whoever started this situation, needed us. Therefore, dead, is not good to them."

IC:
"Oh, you don't even know why you're dead? Ah, I see that this will be difficult for you. You see, you tried to stop Dr. No, and failed. Now you're here. I'm here to guide you trough the process. You can call me God though."

-==IC: Virunk==-

"Not true." Virunk stated, as he closed his eyes.
"We were attacked as we were meeting a person; there was no attacking from us otherwise."

"bologna" matt said, after the stun wore off "these special effects are so cliched. They're the default animations for any linux-based cyber-world."

IC:

Seth awoke in complete darkness. He could feel water dripping onto his face. He stood up, hoping his vision would adjust to the darkness. So far, he could make out a few possibly non-functional lights, but that was it. Wherever he was, the place was old. Perhaps there was a switch somewhere? Probably not, and if there was, it would be hard to find. There was much clutter on the floor and the walls.

Suddenly, a few of the lights turned on. This did not do much, it only made it bright enough to navigate, but not enough to see if anything was on the floor, ceiling or walls unless you got close to them. Seth then walked along a corridor he could make it. Slowly, he got closer to a sign, and when he read it, he became quite unnerved.

The sign read "ASYLUM OF CYBERNETICS. This building is the dumping ground for all failed cyborgs or people we don't particularly like. Do not disturb."

Seth looked back at the way he came.... and the clutter he had passed was more than just clutter... they were the decomposing bodies of cyborgs... their implants now lighting up.

IC:
"I guess it'll be difficult for me too... Don't let your disbelief blind you. I can show you the moment of your death if you want. However, you will remain here forever if you do not give up on trying to deny your fate and move on... there are wonders beyond your mortal imagination all across the universe that I can show you, if you join me."

IC (Rakoua):
"I don't believe you. However..." I said, and moved closer to Matt and whispered to him: "Maybe we should go along with this, perhaps if this really is a simulation, they will release us... but we shouldn't deny that it is possible that he's telling the truth..."

Matt jumped at the figure calling itself God and wrapped his hands around its neck, with inhuman speed. With one swift motion he snapped its neck. "I've played a.lot of video games dude, the controls are exactly the same. If you're going to make a fake afterlife, at least customize the default software."

IC:
"You really believe that you can kill me? You humans waste way too much time thinking you're in control. Also, it's cute how you believe that I have a neck, or that this is the form I prefer to take."
Matt was then engulfed in light and started levitating, and was then he started experiencing extreme pain...


OOC: You aren't exactly in control here, not yet at least. Patience.

Matt simply did the common videogame practice of retreating into yourself to not feel the physical effects of taking damage. It worked perfectly.

OOC: but this isn't a videogame =P The pain isn't coming from the program itself, it's coming from your body which is in the real world.

IC:
"Ah well, I was hoping that you would listen. I'll just leave you there for a while. You three?"

OOC: if this is in any type of cyberspace then your body and sour are essentially partially disconnected, so actual body pain would be more like a faint sensation. During the simulated pain of the lightning, it would be easily ignored.

OOC: It's a lot more complicated than cyberspace, which is why No needs you here. I'll PM you with the details if you want.

OOC: but it is BASED on cyberspace, right? So the basics would still apply.

OOC: What you're currently in isn't based on cyberspace. Well it is, but it isn't. Yet. I don't really want to reveal everything right now to everyone =P

OOC: I know exactly where we are now, Rakoua. =P

-==IC: Virunk==-

"I think..." Virunk thought back to an old school normal colour film he had watched in the past; and began to get ideas of what this place might be.
"I would like some info." Virunk said, buying time, as he recalled those memories.

OOC: True, and not true, and semi true.

IC:
"Well, there might be a way to get back, but you'd have to make it yourself. You see, I'm not exactly all powerful, I'm just a trans-dimensional being."

-==IC: Virunk==-

Virunk smirked.
"Red... Or blue?" Virunk asked, curiously.

IC:
"I'm afraid I don't understand."

-==IC: Virunk==-

"Red pill... Or the blue pill?" Virunk asked, smirking again.

IC:
"I still do not understand. Do you wish to end up like your friend?"

Matt stood over the still unconscious Kira. He checked her vital signs, but they weren't there. On an impulse he checked her pulse/breathing, and that was there. she's human in this cyberspace. Huh. Well I now someone who's a dragon in cyber pace, so not too crazy. as he thought, he realized something. "The controls are exactly like a videogame." He muttered. "You have you accept the EULA before you have access to most of the functionality." He took turned to Rakoua and Virnuk. "I need to test something" he said "one of you needs to accept what he's saying"

-==IC: Virunk==-

"Blue pill it is." Virunk said with a shrug, and nodded.
"I accept, then." Virunk said with a smile.

OOC: Mtm, you're confusing me... how can there be controls and how can they be the same as in a videogame, when I told you that you are not exactly in cyberspace? Everything you see is real, essentially.

IC:
"I see that you are skeptical and I understand. Also, I hear that you are plotting something. You are more than welcome to try, but it would only set you back on your journey."

OOC: Essentially, you're in some sort of "holodeck", but it's a fairly simple (it can only create simple shapes, not colors and textures), so a neural probe is connected to your brain to alter your perception. There is nothing that points to this not being real, other than the fact it's somewhat surreal. And the tech hasn't been invented yet by any company, since the bad guy worked only on that tech and another one for a lot of years.

OOC: Because this is the Matrix! =P

-==IC: Virunk==-

Virunk said nothing. However, this was definitely not something he believed; and that wouldn't change.

OOC: Though, I still have to wonder how you got through Virunk's helmet...

OOC: Nope, not yet =P But soon.

IC (Rakoua):

"We should probably at least see what he is offering to us..."

OOC: You know, we're definitely getting sued now. :P

IC:

"Do these asylums always have zombielike things?" Seth asked himself, now running around the same set of corridors, being chased by a horde of decomposing bodies controlled by Euron-brand implants. "More importantly, where's the exit, if there even is one?"

OOC: We could call this a massively futuristic crossover, if it comes down to it. =P

-==IC: Virunk==-

"Whatever." Virunk said with a shrug. He still had a feeling that Rakoua was in on this, but didn't voice that.

OOC: I was not planning for this to be a Matrix prequel, and I doubt anyone else was either :P

IC: Matt was not sure what to do, so simply tried to wake kira.

OOC: It really isn't, I'm just being diabolical =P

IC:
"You'll find that quite difficult."

OOC: Doubt KZ was either. =P

-==IC: Virunk==-

"Voice? Could you go a second without talking?"

OOC: Say no, make it be even more annoying to us. =P

IC:
"No. It is impossible."

OOC: =P
Actually I intended this to be only a day long. However you have been most uncooperative =P

OOC: Gee, I wonder why? =P

-==IC: Virunk==-

"Cover Kira's ears." Virunk said to Matt, and then looked at the voice, took a deep breath, and then smiled.
"THIS STATEMENT IS FALSE!!" Virunk yelled out, hoping that would fry the AI's mind, if it was an AI.

OOC: I guess I should have anticipated that =P

IC:
"Okay, you guys are definitely insane." I said, and left them alone to sit for a while contemplating their death.

OOC: You played Portal 2 recently, of course you should have. =P

-==IC: Virunk==-

Virunk sighed.
"Was worth a shot..." Virunk said with a shrug, and thought for a moment.
"Oh vooooooooooice!" Virunk cheerfully called out once more.

IC:
Absolutely nothing happened.

OOC: You have  a point =P

-==IC: Virunk==-

"... Voice, I have a question."

IC:
"Okay, I am listening."

-==IC: Virunk==-

"If we're really dead, then wouldn't that mean that we could kill one of the others without anything happening?" Virunk asked, raising an eyebrow.

OOC: You said they're all androids there, in the army, though, right? Just curious. =P

OOC: There's nobody else there.

IC:
"Who do you mean? But yes, you can try and kill Rakoua."

OOC: ... The soldiers. You forgot a character. =P And yes, there are others in the simulation, Matt and Kira. =P

-==IC: Virunk==-

"No, no, no..." Virunk said, as he shook his head.
"If this is real; then I shouldn't be able to kill him. Therefore, if I do even hurt him, then this wouldn't be real." Virunk said, wondering if the voice got the picture.

OOC: The soldiers aren't there.

IC:
"You are confused. I'm attempting to help you. Try and kill Rakoua."

OOC: In the real life. You forgot a character that never went...

-==IC: Virunk==-

Virunk growled slightly, annoyed at the voice slightly, but shrugged.
"Can't; nothing to use." Virunk said, basically trying to say he needed a sword to kill someone. Which wasn't true, but he was believing it right at that moment.

IC (Rakoua):
"Hey!"

IC:
"Alright. Now, do you want to attempt to free yourself from death?"

Matt waited to see what Virnuk would say.

-==IC: Virunk==-

"What do you mean?" Virunk asked, slightly suspicious of that.

IC:
"We were kinda talking about you wanting to get back to life... Grr, you mortals..."

-==IC: Virunk==-

"No, I more mean; 'HOW THE HECK IS THAT EVEN POSSIBLE!?' by that quote, not the 'um, what, what did you just say, I wasn't exactly listening'. When you're dead, you're dead. So, if we can get brought back to life, logically we're not dead. Am I right?"

"Plus, I wouldn't be dead" Matt said, annoyed. "I have myself set to save my consciousness to my neural implant upon death, which will automatically upload me to cyberspace as soon as there's a connection."

OOC: Can we just get to it? I have epic battles to do in this and they were supposed to be over by now...
IC:

"The universe is a machine. It has to be treated as such. You can alter anything it does."

-==IC: Virunk==-

"I don't necessarily agree with that idea, but whatever, let's get to it, then."

IC:
"Alright, what you have to do is download your mind back into your body. We figured most of this out already, but there are still some problems."
A console and some sort of device appeared.
"See if you can do anything with that."

-==IC: Virunk==-

Virunk still seemed suspicious, but walked over to the console, just to look at it.

Marik did the same. "And kira?"

IC:
Kira was standing alive and well.
"What do you mean?"

OOC: I really don't appreciate when people purposefully move the story in a different direction just to screw with me >_>

OOC:

And I don't appreciate when you think you have complete control over the way this goes. If you want everything your way, go write a story and post it in the creative society. Nobody has complete control over the way anything here goes.

Carry on, Rakoua. You've been delayed for far too long.

OOC: Sorry if I derailed your ideas, I was planning something awesome which was supposed to be done by now and we would be back on track.

IC (Rakoua):
I walked to the terminal and checked it.
"Hmm... that's interesting, it's a circuit that includes some sort of neurons?" I said, but I noticed that they were somewhat scrambled. This was obviously the reason why the machine wasn't working. However, it appeared that the actual neurons, according to a scan on the console, were based on chlorine, which was rather unusual.
"Hey Matt, what do you think of this? Looks like some bioneural circuitry. Can you unscramble it?"

Matt walked over to the console and traced a wire through the circuitry "this goes here and that's.... why would you do that?" He pulled off another panel "that to there... and that's... oh, that's clever" he muttered to himself

IC (Rakoua):
"Apparently this is some sort of neural cyberspace interface, but why would we need that?" I said and suddenly the sky seemed to flicker.
"What the..." I said and the guy appeared again...

"Alright, thanks for the help, now die."

Several hundred androids surrounded us and began charging their weapons...

"DOWN!"

-==IC: Virunk==-

Virunk growled, however; as he did so, and dropped toward the ground, a blast of plasma hit one of the groups of soldiers, as Rock stood there in his armoured form.
"Status: In danger." Rock said, stating the obvious.

IC (Rakoua):
"Who says there's never a robot present when you need one." I said, smiled and ran at one of the androids that had just discharged his rifle and knocked him to the ground.

Matt did the same, and began gunning down the robots.

OOC: what are we supposed to do, exactly?

OOC:
Kill them, I'll be here in half an hour. Just have fun, you can rip of their arms and use them as guns btw.

Matt shot down several more robots, and dove behind a pile of dead ones. He look at the chassis with a wicked grin, and a moment later jumped up with an evil gin on his face, wielding an arm of a robot in each hand.

OOC: both melee and ranged weaponry xD

-==IC: Rock==-

Rock definitely helped here; as his weapons were better than Virunk's melee weapons, although Virunk did help, thanks to the armour he had gotten before leaving. However, Rock's plasma cannon was definitely a big help, as he fired off blasts at the robots as they attempted to surround the group.

IC (Rakoua):
"Alright, KILL EM ALL!" I said, wielding a laser machinegun and firing hundreds of shots, each of which caused a small explosion.

Between the group of them, they plowed through the army pretty quickly.

IC:
The voice growled and a few large armored robots appeared.

IC (Rakoua):
"Aim for... uhh... I dunno. Just kill the things."

I started shooting at one and jumped at another, taking a chainsaw arm from a smaller robot and breaking the thick metal armor.

-==IC: Rock==-

Rock ran up to one of them, and fired off two shots, before he charged up a third, and fired it at the robot's face.

IC (Rakoua):
I jumped at another robot and sliced its arm off.

"How many left?" Matt asked, as Rakoua was at a slightly higher vantage point and had a better view of the mob.

IC (Rakoua):
"15 or so." I said and jumped down, drawing their fire and dodging it, causing them to kill each other.
"Make that 13."

A well placed shot from Matt tore through two more at once

IC (Rakoua):
I jumped at another, pulled off a panel from it's back and accessed its locomotory control, making it crush three more.

-==IC: Virunk/Rock==-

Rock unleashed a power shot that destroyed two more, and Virunk cleaved another in half.
"Status everyone?" Rock asked, to make sure everyone was okay.

IC:
Suddenly, a bunch of army helicopters started demolishing the room from the outside. It appeared that they were here to get their base back.

IC (Rakoua):
"Lets get out of here!"

OOC: Deus ex machina FTW

IC:

"I'm probably going to die." Seth thought to himself as half-decomposing cyborg bodies ran towards him, as he had just reached a dead end. There was also the matter of not knowing where he was at all, except that it was an asylum somewhere. Then, suddenly, the floor gave way, sending him falling down with it. As it turned, the building reached far deeper than most others do. He braced himself as he fell, and he eventually landed quite painfully. He made a mental note to get long-fall implants in his feet, as they would have been useful. Now there was the matter of his surroundings: a rusty-looking room, with a surprisingly clean door that looked as if it had been implemented recently. If he was right, his pursuers were about to hit the floor in a few moments. Being the idiot he was, he opened the door hastily, went through it, hastily closed it, facing it, hearing the rather satisfying sound of the temporary disabling of mindless drone-cyborg things that want to destroy you. Then he turned around, and found himself staring straight down the barrels of a gun, in a rather clichéd manner.

In a rather futile attempt to make what he thought was awkward less awkward, he asked... "So... what movie are you filming? Rise of the Horrorcyborgs? Asylum of the Zombie Nanobots? Various Editions Of Batman From Different Universes On A Spaceship Fighting Dinosaurs?"

IC Random Guy near Seth: "Huh... Batman in Space... now that would be cool" he said, resting the barrel of the gun against Seth's forehead

IC Matt: "Yeah, lets!" he said, scooping up Kira and running out on Rakoua's heels

IC:
The compound collapsed around them and in an armored chamber deep inside the base, Dr. No was secretly planning his next diabolic plot...

-==IC: Virunk==-

Virunk and Rock both nodded, and quickly followed Rakoua.

IC (Rakoua):
"So... what do we do now?" I asked, somewhat confused.
"Also, is everyone in one piece?"

"We seem to be fine...." Said Matt,, indicating himself and kira.

IC (Rakoua):
"Alright then, let's do some stuff."

-==IC: Virunk==-

"Do what?" Virunk asked with a frown, as the two followed Rakoua still.

IC (Rakoua):
"Slice some people in half? I don't care really."

"we need to get kira transfered to her new body...."

-==IC: Virunk==-

"And fast." Virunk agreed, since the people who had just tried to kill them might not be destroyed.

"This way, back to the lab" he said, running off.'

IC:

"Er... I can explain..." Seth said after ten minutes of having a gun being pointed at him.

"You are no longer whatever your name is. You are now Test Subject Two and you will answer to us and nobody else." The guy pointing the gun at him said.

"...I never agreed to this."

"This is forceful testing. You will be enhanced in every way, including the removal of emotions and your feelings of negativity towards us and our CEO, who you do not know yet, who happens to my boss, the amazing threebodied Charles Euron." explained the leader of the group of people, who in all likeliness, was probably Euron's #1 Lackey.

"Threebodied? What the #### are you talking about?"

"You will obey to him in time, as we do, as the world will soon do. Throw Test Subject Two into the Enhancer."

"To heck with this!" Seth yelled as he attempted to jump-kick one of the heavily armed people now surrounding him.

"We also have killer robots should you attempt to defy, which, if you are sensible, you won't. Disable him."

Seth was then blasted by the heavily armed guards, if that's what they were, and fell over, unconscious in pain, cybernetics damaged.

Narrator: Soon after they  escaped, the group made it back to Matt's lab. They managed to get kira transferred, and, after hiding out for a day, managed to use his companies contacts to clear up the legal mess they were in. Matt found the right parts at yet another lab to get Kira's new body to 100% performance, though no one yet knew he had found her - the experimental robot was still 'at large', and Matt passed her off as a human voulenteer, planning on getting her a fake identity in the immediate future.

*the day after that*

Matt strapped Virnuk to the operating table. "You sure about this?"

-==IC: Virunk==-

"To be honest? No. Not at all. I... don't really know if I want this." Virunk said, though admittedly, it was probably the best thing, what with everyone trying to kill everyone else nowadays. Virunk paused, however, as a metallic ball seemed to drop from the ceilling, and then bounce across the room, beginning to roll to a stop near the operating table...

IC:

As it had for the others, a day had passed for Seth since he was blasted unconscious by armed guards. When he awoke, he found himself contained in a small cell, labelled 'Test Subject 2'. He could just make out a machine across from it, labelled 'The Enhancer'. This was probably what the guards were talking about. But unfortunately and fortunately, the blast had seemed to have made his cybernetic right hand only barely functional, but at least his cybernetic eyes still worked.

Looking around the cell, Seth could tell that it wasn't that well made. It seemed as if they had other cells, with unconscious people in them. So this gave him an idea. What was the point of having a barely functioning cybernetic right hand? For punching cells, of course.

So then, Seth punched the cell doors with his barely functioning cybernetic right hand, and it exploded, shattering the door into pieces. Unfortunately, this had the effect of three things:

One, his body was now in shock from the blast and he could no longer feel his right arm, plus he was hurt.
Two, he still had no idea how to escape the area in general, not just the cell.
Three, the alarms were now ringing and the guards would surely be coming. Which raised the question, where were the guards?

His mind also suddenly sprang back to the sentient motorcycle, XV. Where was it/she? What had happened to her after Seth had got literally carried away by that large person who apparently dumped him somewhere he did not know?

---

OOC: Before I need to remind anyone, yes, there IS a sentient motorcycle in this RPG, and no, I didn't forget.

Matt looked at it, to kira, and back at it. "Yes? In the middle of something here. "

-==IC: Virunk==-

The ball said nothing initially; but then exploded.

Matt was thrown against the wall with a sickening thud, and dropped to the ground,  unconscious. Kira was as well, but due to being a robot, was ok. The table, with virnuk attached, was thrown in the opposite direction. It hit the wall and cracked in half, activating the safeties that set virnuk free. He was mostly unharmed, as the table had taken most of the damage for him.

-==IC: Retnuh==-

The near-robot assassin dropped down from the ceiling; his trap effective. Virunk groaned, as his head spun; he had been present right near the source of the explosion, so even if he was okay, his senses were still temporarily fried, due to the proximity to the large bang. Virunk staggered to the side, attempting to grab his sword; however, Retnuh made his way over to that table, and picked it up first. Retnuh looked over to Virunk, and tilted his head to the side, as if thinking of the best way to handle this. Virunk, meanwhile, had a perplexed look on his face, and staggered to a wall. Virunk gripped his side, and then noticed that he had, in fact, been hit by some of the shrapnel after all.

IC:

Even though Seth had waited for a few minutes now, after exploding his own cybernetic hand to 'escape', no guards came to subdue him. 'Did they seriously just leave? Bad security.' he thought. 'Did I break something important that caused them to evacuate?' he also thought. Most likely, he was probably wrong. They just didn't care-what could people in cells do? Then there was the problem of him having a non-functional right arm. The only way to fix it, he assumed, was the machine labelled 'The Enhancer'. It appeared to have been used to convert people into mindless 91% cyborg drones, intent on serving whoever was the master here. Entering it was going to be too risky. It would appear that the only way for Seth to regain a functioning right arm was to sever it and throw it in. But that would be painful for its short duration. Yet he had to take the chance. Shrapnel from the exploded cell would be a nice substitute. An arm for a cybernetic arm. Maybe this new one would have better functionality. Then his arm fell off.

Trying not to think about the pain in the parts that felt pain, he threw his former arm into 'the enhancer'. It went surprisingly fast, and his new cybernetic arm flew out towards him, almost literally. He then attached it to his own body, stopping his pain.

And then whatever building he was inside of started shaking, as if on cue.

Retnuh heard the familiar whine of a charged maser, and turned to see Kira, hand upturned to point her palm at him. "Masers travel at the speed of light. Before you can make a move I'll have shot you in the head.  I'm sure you knew that already though. "

IC:

Since the building he was in was shaking, Seth was bracing himself for whatever came next. And then several of the walls exploded, revealing both heavily armed guards and letting the odd disgusting cyborg-corpse things into wherever he was. It sounded almost too ridiculous to be true.

Then it got more ridiculous when the talking motorcycle burst through the remaining walls as if some saviour had come to take him away from the sheer ridiculousness. Then he woke up, and was on the motorcycle somehow, on a road. Was it really just a dream? Which would explain a lot. Then he looked at whatever the talking motorcycle was heading away from, and he got his answer. No. It was not a dream. As evidenced by the cyborgs, loyal to their master, were chasing him. Particularly the cyborgs that were literally fused with motorcycles. That left Seth in a moment that can only be described as 'wut'.

"So, uh, Motorcycle whose name is XV and you can talk, if I remember right, how's your day been? Mine's been rather ridiculous."

"Was travelling with you, then you got taken by that guy, then I got chased by some other guy, still am, somehow found you in an intended hiding place that then went boom, now we have quite a few people chasing us, here we are."

"...do you know where we're going?"

"As the only sentient motorcycle in existence as far as I know, no."

OOC:

Refunds will be dispensed if people do not like a bit of oddity.

-==IC: Retnuh==-

Retnuh simply rolled his eyelights, as he moved with superhuman speed to avoid the maser blast, since it was still in the charging phase, and then attempted to kick Kira out of the way; dropping another of the explosive balls, even as he dashed away from the scene.

OOC: slight godmode, but ok :P

IC: Kira's eyes widened and she jumped on top of the orb, throwing it through the hole in the ceiling that Retnuh had made. It exploded just as it passed through the hole,  so only some of the explosion hit them. While it absorbed the blast, however, it had the unfortunate consequence of bringing the ceiling down on them.

OOC: You left me with little choice, with a lightspeed attack. =P Plus he does technically have superhuman powers, thanks to his entire body being implants. =p

-==IC: Retnuh==-

Retnuh had expected that; therefore, was not surprised when the ceiling collapsed on them; and instead attempted to start pushing things off of him as soon as he wasn't stunned anymore.

IC:

"Then, if neither of us knows where we are going, what exactly are we doing?"

"Well, I thought we/you could talk to people about things that are happening." XV [the motorcycle] replied to Seth.

Then they realised they weren't looking where they were going and barely missed a sharp turn straight into a wall. For the rest of their journey to wherever they end up, they chose not to talk much.

---
IC: [Charles Euron]

"Sir, we have just completely destroyed the resisting parts of New Zealand and we have added those who have submitted to your army of 'literal mindless drones'. The army is amazing, obeying to your every whim and will. It should be over the news."

"Tell me about that robotics company we bought. Is it successful?"

"Robots specialised for assassination are being produced as we speak, and the first one was completed an hour ago. They take time to produce, not as efficient as making everything a mindless drone... yet. Other facilities we acquire will help."

A small smile appeared upon Charles Euron's face, hiding a malicious feeling.

"I like your lack of ethics, my loyal lackey. What is your name?" Charles Euron asked, walking closer to his lackey that seemed to obey him eternally.

"I must admit, this question seems rather cliche, but my name is Andrew Smith."

"Do you object to my plans?"

"No? Quite obviously not." Andrew Smith replied, confused.

"Then you don't object to this." As he stated that, the malicious smile on Charles' face grew bigger, and it was only five seconds before losing his own personality that Andrew realised what he had let Charles do. What he had done was let Charles acquire yet another body, out of his own submission to Charles Euron. Of course, a person whose mind no longer exists cannot swear revenge.  Because they technically no longer exist.

The news of New Zealand devastated, a place producing assassin robots, a new body gained, it had been a good ten minutes for Charles Euron, possibly the least ethical man on the Earth, Moon and Mars.

And for him, this was just the beginning.

OOC: Let's make things more interesting. Let's potentially take things to the colonies of the Moon and Mars, maybe even in the space between them and the Earth.

Kira slowly got up on her hands and knees, obviously more hurt that Retnuh. She looked at him with hated in her eyes. "What.... Are.. you....?" She said, her voice a bit static-y.

-==IC: Retnuh==-

"Cy-borg." Retnuh stated in a more computerized tone than Kira's voice modulator.
"100% reinforced steel limbs and the standard for typical assassin robots in this present time."

At hearing the word assassin, kira grunted out a profanity, and got to her feet. "Who sent you?"

-==IC: Retnuh==-

"Wouldn't you like to know." Retnuh stated robotically; a taunt, the first sign he was once human, as he strode forward, aiming to kick out at Kira quickly while she was still recovering.

As he did, a piece of rebar swung at Retnuh's head. If he was turned around, he would have seen a beat and bloodied Matt, holding the rebar, swinging it like a baseball bat with his robotic hand.

-==IC: Retnuh==-

Retnuh; on the other hand, simply held up his left arm; in order to block the blow.
"If you're going to try to sneak up on someone... Don't make so much noise swinging something like that."

OOC: Swing something at high speeds in the air; you can hear a whir... He's simply attuned to such noises. =P

OOC: Quick, where are Retnuh and its targets?

OOC: Bill Gates Memorial Hospital, Oceanside, California. Seventh floor, Operation Room 127

IC: Kira put up her hand and fired a not-fully-charges maser blast at him.....

-==IC: Retnuh==-

Retnuh barely managed to turn to the side, his shoulder rather mangled by the force of the blast, even as Retnuh fired a couple shots over at Kira quickly.

IC:

At that moment, part of the ceiling near Retnuh collapsed, creating somewhat of a distraction for both parties involved in the fight.

A few miles away, there was one of the most unusual motorcycles in the world,  being chased by mostly cyborgs that were basically mindless drones that were once individual people capable of their own thought acting upon the wishes of a man with little ethics. Among the ones chasing was the first robot completed for the said man, its primary objective to destroy the opposition of the one who ordered its creation. That included mostly everyone, unless they decided to ally with Euron. Even if they did, they still had a high chance of losing their individuality by his actions, unless they were careful. But people like Seth did not know Euron's antics. Not yet.

Wherever one of his primary bodies was, Euron knew he would reveal himself eventually, but not yet. Not until the world powers had been oppressed and literally under his control. If he had control over every living thing, he could... continue on... for an indefinite time, and also effectively be immortal unless all of his primary bodies were killed. Once the mindless drones had taken care of things, he could make the alter the link between them and their Euron Industries implants to be linked straight to him. Total control, with nobody to ever oppose him. And then? Outer space was looking quite inviting, once all of his earthly goals were complete. (OOC: But that's a different story, and may not happen.)

OOC: kinda reminding myself what's happened in this rpg so far

Matt stirred. What had hit his head? And why did he hear sirens? He groggily lifted one eyelid, and saw the robotic attacker, getting up from under the rubble. Faking as if he were still unconscious, he quickly jumped into the local network.

Matt's avatar blinked into existence in a room roughly resembling the one he was currently in - except not destroyed. He quickly waved his hand and a list of users detected by the network appeared. Narrowing it down to the room they were in, he saw himself, Kira's spoofed tags, the wristband virnuk was wearing that signified a non-implanted patient, and a blocked ID tag. Matt swore under his breath and cracked his knuckles. "Hackin' time"

IC:

After the ceiling of the room had come down, so did the walls.  The question was, why was this particular room of the hospital falling apart? What was so defective about it? Or was it just a coincidence?

It wasn't a coincidence. Somehow, the second of all Euron's 'assassin' robots was already there. It dropped down, quickly examined the falling-apart room for the most dangerous target, and rushed at Retnuh, firing its own shots at him.

"CEASE FIGHTING AND DIE."

Matt's eyes widened as he saw the signatures of the new cyborgs. "Screw this!" He said, and plunged his hand into the readout. Code flew around him as he dropped out a software module, and the network collapsed around them.

-==IC: Retnuh==-

"Recheck your scanning results." Retnuh demanded, as the cyborg dodged the other robot's shots, and fired off at it. At the same time, Rock decided to join the fray, firing two shots at each of the robots currently in the fight.
"Detection: Evil robots."

OOC: Skrief, what happens if they lose network connection? Surely something?

OOC: Nothing happens to the robots. Cyborgs get temporarily disabled until their network connection is activated. Meaning you're probably going to want EMP grenades. Which also work on the robots. I should mention that the robots are generally better at fighting than the cyborgs, but more vulnerable to EMPs, due to being completely robotic and not partially robotic and partially organic.

IC:

The 'Assassin' Robot dodged out of way, by jumping very high. In retaliation to these shots, it shot several times more, and activated flamethrowers in its arms, which were in the 'elbow' portion of them, coming out of the side. It then dashed over to Kira, and picked her up by the neck with one hand, holding her high, and was about to throw her at its targets.

"OBEY YOUR NEW MASTER. YOU, BY WHICH HE MEANS HIMSELF, WILL FIND FULFILMENT IN HIS DREAMS."

---

Suddenly, the commotion caused by the ones chasing him and the motorcycle died down almost entirely. Seth was very confused. The cyborgs chasing him had shut down... for now, it seemed, except for one entirely robotic looking thing. (the first of the robotic assassins, mentioned earlier) As a result of the shutting down of many of the cyborgs, it was also going very fast.

"Huh... XV? I think that thing's trying to kill us. Like everything else today has been." Seth muttered, also confused.

"Hospital nearby. Crashing through ground-floor windows in one minute and ten seconds."

"We can find hideout in there, hopefully. And I can check if this arm functions properly."

-==IC: Rock==-

"You will find only an early grave, robot." Rock stated, as he dashed around the room, and fired at the robot, in a way to avoid hitting Kira in the process.

Kira charged a maser blast and blasted right through one one the new robot's heads.

OOC: New robotS? There's only one in that room, as I only ever mentioned one in the room... and I was gonna do stuff with it. Cyborgs = expendable things. Robots = Somewhat more important in the grand scheme of things.

The cyborgs aren't in the hospital. Only a robot is. There is also a robot amongst the cyborgs, active while the cyborgs are currently deactivated somehow. It is chasing Seth and XV.

IC:

The robot's head flew off of its body, avoiding the blast, also dropping Kira. Then it settled back down on its body.

"CEASE RESISTING. THEY WILL BE HERE SOON. THEY WILL OPPRESS. YOU WILL SUBMIT. LIFE IS INFERIOR TO HIS WISHES."

The robot then literally started flying straight at Rock, feet-first. It was to be noted that this robot, and the so far other like it, which would eventually be the eleven others like it, would have much more capability than your average mindless cyborg drone, including but not limited to flight, flame-throwers and self-destruct sequences. The elite, if you will. Of course, given track record of the solar system so far, there were bound to be... certain faults...

"**** this" Kira said, grabbed Matt and virnuk, and jumped out the window.

-==IC: Rock==-

"'His' wishes are stupid, then." Rock stated, as he pulled back his arm, and then 'punched' it forward, blaster first, and fired off a charged blast at the robot's torso as soon as it reached there.

OOC: Three; well, err, yeah, two. One cyborg, one evil robot, one robot of justice.

Kira landed in the parking lot with a crunch. Matt and Virnuk shakily got to their feet. "We need to get out of here now"

OOC: hey Blade I think you forgot about your char Virnuk

IC:

The robot flew back from the blast. Now it was significantly more infuriated, said something about 'CLICHE MODE' and its 'eyes', for lack of a better term, started glowing amber very brightly.

"HIS WISHES ARE NOT STUPID."

Then its amber glow turned to an orange-gold glow, as it stated while seemingly briefly pausing "ALLY DETECTED."

---

A motorcycle, a cyborg, and a robot whizzed past Kira, Matt and Virnuk, straight through glass into the ground floor of the hospital, crashing somehow without damage straight into an MRI scanner. Both Seth and XV were somewhat irritated that the sudden speed of the robot was not accounted for, resulting in a much bigger crash than intended. Had things gone well, they would have crashed straight into a wall.

Their robot pursuer, unaffected by all this, was already standing, going in for a kill, when it started glowing amber itself, and then orange-gold, also stating "ALLY DETECTED".

Kira looked over at the crash. "Wait, isn't that....?"

IC:

Seth got up, and stared at the robot, before it blasted up through the ceiling, literally, with its body, propelled by its jet feet. It seemed to be heading somewhere it needed to be? For now, he would pay it no mind.

"Well, since there's a dangerous robot up there, I think we should leave as fast as possible."

"I'll say nothing more because if I say something, bad things happen lately. Such as killer robots. Let's go back outside and check the wreckage." Seth said, and then hopped upon XV, reversing outside, looking up at the hospital, when a sudden explosion from high up was heard.

Startled, Seth flatly said "What. The. Heck. Was. That."

---

The robot that had been pursuing Seth and XV earlier, now glowing orange-gold much like its counterpart, burst through the floor in front of the other now glowing orange-gold robot. In unison, their glow turned an extremely blinding bright red, concealing what was happening. If one listened closely, one could hear mechanical parts whizzing as if they were re-arranging. Then the red glow faded, to reveal a taller, more powerful black robot with bright red highlights. With its new power, it pointed its arms in the general direction of Rock and Retnuh, and fired an extremely volatile explosive, which exploded immediately, presumably sending everyone flying just outside the hospital, and then to the ground.

"WE DEMAND THAT THEY CEASE."

---

Charles Euron looked at a screen displaying live feed from his robotic creations. He never thought such inferior beings would be causing so much trouble, but hopefully the explosive the combined robot had fired had done the job at last.  Or at least half of it, because he knew there were other meddlers in his plans. Few people were aware of him, but why did that matter any more? With such a huge mindlessly loyal army of drones that were basically people with Euron Industries implants, with a country devastated, people who still had their own free will mostly feared him even if they didn't know him.

And what of the lunar and martian colonies of humanity? Well, his exploits had never really gone too well there, those places having somewhat more advanced technology than the rest of humanity. They kept their individuality, their will, and may even consider becoming their own 'planets' separate from Earth in light of what Euron has done.

Third robot in production, almost done. Most major facilities shielded from even the most devastated kinds of attacks, done. Perhaps if Euron was feeling especially evil, he would do what no other would dare to do. Let us tell you about it, it contains a lot of devastation, a mass movement, a hopeless effort, and the loss of individuality.

the group looked up at the explosion. as they saw the giant robot, matt and kira bot said "holy c***"

-==IC: Rock==-

Rock, however, wasn't one to just up and get deactivated. He survived the explosion, albeit heavily damaged, and stood up, his plasma cannon at full charge, as he said nothing; yet fired at the combined robot anyway. Retnuh, however, was a casualty of friendly fire, as he had been on Euron's side the entire time.

OOC: whoa wait what when did that happen

Also, Mtm, it's not gigantic. It's taller, but only once there are more robots it can combine to become gigantic. It's currently closer to an 8'5 foot tall person.

IC:

The newly-formed robot immediately jumped outside and to the the ground, preparing to raze the hospital to the ground. If its targets wouldn't willingly submit to death or worse, then it had to use force. Or at least more force than it had already been using. So it began charging up of all its weapon systems, targets locked onto the hospital's important foundations, and ignoring any attackers.

---

Seth and XV saw the robot, both somewhat kinda of in awe and in disappointment that it was not weirder, as both had seen their fair share of weird things in the day so far. An idea came into Seth's head, and he starting loudly revving up XV. It was a good day to test how much robots could withstand a collision.

"I think I'm going to regret this." XV muttered, given that it would likely result in damage to her.

And then XV, with Seth riding, charged at the robot, full speed.

OOC: I see.

IC: Matt looked at Kira, and she nodded. Matt raised his left hand at the same time as Kira raised her right (Kira is standing to Matt's left BTW) and they simultaneously fired off their fully-charge maser blasts at the attacking robot.

-==IC: Rock==-

At that moment, Rock also charged up an energy blast from his plasma cannon, and fired it off at the opposing robot as well, hoping the triple shot would do something to the thing.

OOC: Also, no, I haven't forgotten about Virunk. He's supposed to be unconscious from everything that happened with the guy that Skrief killed. =P

IC:

The robot became aware of the blasts quickly approaching it, as well as the motorcycle incoming from behind. Then the blasts hit the robot. In what humans would call a face, or what a robot would call a light-receptor. This caused it to suddenly stop everything, as it started falling down to the ground. This also made a pretty decent ramp for a motorcycle, because right at that time a motorcycle happened to be whizzing along its backside, and then further in the air, doing damage to its backside. Unfortunately, it wasn't 'dead' yet, as a bright red light obscured it, and when it faded, it was two robots once more. Their eyes were glowing white, though they would not move until they, for some reason, suddenly disappeared.

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Seth suddenly realised, due to a glowing red light coming from behind him and XV, that he was no longer riding a motorcycle along an 8'5 ft tall robot, but instead in the air. In what seems like a cartoon application of physics, gravity suddenly remembered what its job was about, and XV started heading downwards. Fortunately for them both, they weren't too high in the air. But they had missed some awesome backflip opportunities, of which others would constantly remind him of. For some reason. Even though it's not important at all.

XV then asked the question, which most people were likely wondering: "Where is the robot?"

Matt looked at Kira, then back at Seth. "No idea. But I think we should get out of here before it comes back"

OOC: (why is he talking to Seth?)

IC:

"Well, at least the day's finally ending." Seth said, noting the time it now was. "I'm going to the moon colonies. To see things there. Maybe things are insane there too... and how do I get there?"

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After very little inner conflict and debate, Charles decided to go through with something he had started thinking about an hour ago now. The rate at which things were happening was too slow for him. Plus, the resistances against his mindless drones. So what would happen next is that he would order every single one of his mindless once-human drones to circle the Earth, if he had enough, headed by his two robots. This reactivated any de-activated drones, and those near Matt and company ignored them. It was beginning to get very close to a victory for Euron.

His two robots, before heading the army of mindless drones, were ordered to appear before Retnuh. There was a job to be done. If Retnuh was damaged or inactive, he was repaired and given a device to press after precisely one hour, as well as the robots playing an audio clip of Euron's voice to "Hunt your enemies. Do not let them leave Earth." Euron had learnt of Retnuh from information from his robots, as he had a constant feed of updates he could access at any time.

And if everything went to plan? Let's say Earth isn't going to be as we remember it.

-==IC: Virunk==-

"The moon colonies...? Why...?" Virunk asked, wincing slightly, as he had been injured rather heavily in the many attacks.

IC:

"Because I believe they're the safest place we can go to right now without getting sidetracked into a quest of destroying armies." Seth responded to Virnuk, not realising that what he was saying was likely going to make some genre-savvy people roll their eyes and give up hope.

-==IC: Virunk==-

"I don't think it will be that easy..." Virunk said, as he closed his eyes.
"Those robots were after us for a reason; and I highly doubt they'll just give up that easily. But someone has to be controlling them. We just need to find out who."