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Introduction
"In a world where humanity co-exists with Androids and Robots, there are many mixed opinions and who the superior life forms are. Robots have long replaced the majority of any country's military (although "Country" doesn't quite cover how much Earth has expanded into space) and run nine out of ten businesses.
You can bet that the people are worried. We've all seen the movies, the ones where humanity is pushed into the brink of extinction by legions of Robots who suddenly decided to rebel against us. The movies where a nuclear holocaust is threatened every day by Tyrannical, Robotic governments. Many forces around the world employ Android assassins that are nearly indistinguishable from humans. The only thing that makes them any different is their apathy, their uncaring stature. They could beat you to death with your own limbs without batting a synthetic eyelash.
So what makes a human a human? If it was made clear earlier, it was our emotion. Our thought process. This is, of course, the reason that someone, oh so long ago, started what has become the dominant religion on Earth (holding about 97% of the populous). The main Earth religion is Mercerism, in which Empathy Boxes link simultaneous users into a collective consciousness based on the suffering of Wilbur Mercer, a man who takes an endless walk up a mountain while stones are thrown at him, the pain of which the users share. The television appearances of Buster Friendly and his Friendly Friends, broadcast twenty-three hours a day, represents a second religion, designed to undermine Mercerism and allow androids to partake in a kind of consumerist spirituality. (this actually manages to hold 1% of the population)
Humanity very much resents Buster Friendly. On more then one occasion has a 'bot decided to say "I do not have to do this." and stop working.
Those robots, of course, were taken apart for scrap then used to make another model.
Some other robots have become insane preachers, trying to spread the Good Word and Gospel to fellow robots and humans alike (Christianity, Islam, and Judaism are in the minority, 1%, "other" category). Though they made sound angry, passionate, or joyful, these preach-bots are as apathetic as any other. It is not understood what causes a robot to do this.
"Andys," or Android Servants, are the only truly "common place" robots on earth. Most for mining, construction, digging, or other jobs that fuel the economy are done off-world, particularly on Mars. (Many people would rather have a more fair distribution. They would feel safer with having robots living on their street then having 99% of robots on the planet with the most nuclear warheads and other weapons of mass destruction).
Andys are typically treated as a second-class citizen named Andy, friend to many a child not born into an xenophobic family. (Like father like son?) They are targets for a lot of racism. (Not holocaust-scale racism, but "blame the dog" treatment. I.E., wreck your friend's car? Say Andy stole his keys from you and went driving. Oh, and all those empty beer cans are Andy's, too...) Whether there is strong proof against you or not, most people will blame your Andy and let it slip.
What exactly started all this anti-robot bigot-ism is not documented. Perhaps several periods in history, with there combined stress and distrust for robotics, have finally taken there toll and humanity has had enough, close to just rioting and killing the lot of Robot Tecies.
Where do you come into this?
Quite simple, really: Not every robot is perfect. In fact it is estimated that one-in-four robots mentally kick the bucket and go crazy. We need specialists of any kind we can get. Bomb technicians, fighters, marksmen, scientists, medics, and the average-Joe grease-monkey. Anything we can get our hands on. We can't let any robots slip through the cracks, can't let any contaminate other robots. Without people like us, the aforementioned movies would happen in real life."
--Director of "The Rob." (Organization hell-bent on protecting humanity from potential robot threats)
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Name:
Gender:
Age:
Birth date: (Month. Year doesn't matter, as it should be deduced via "age")
Star Sign (optional, in personality):
Occupation/Role (I.E., what are you bringing to the team?):
Abilities/Disabilities:
Home Planet (Earth and Mars are the too dominant planets, and the only ones that aren't open to lots of racism and xenophobia):
Physical appearance (hair color, height, tattoos, scars, disfigurements, eye color, build, weight, et cetera):
Education Level (1-10. 6 = Average Joe, 4 = Average Child. Yes, "young adults" are allowed onto the Team):
History (Past jobs, experiences with robots?):
Opinion on Robots:
Anything Else:
((Does not have to be in this order))
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The Summary:
There are robots. Lots of people are like "FIRE! BAAAD!" because they don't understand robots. Some robots go "crazy." Your job is to stop "crazy" robots. Got that? Good :)
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Concerning Technology:
Robotics is not the only place where humanity has excelled. Weaponry, locomotion, and cybernetics have been big fields for a long time. Have giant laser beam-shooting death rays been invented yet? Yes. Have they replaced the good old "Archaic Slug Thrower" as a common-place weapon for self-defense? No.
Obviously, large "air ships" have replaced airplanes in that now one can travel from mars and back in about three standard days (this accounts for going through customs and whatnot). Plasma, photon-rays, death beams... You name it, and it's either already been built or someone, somewhere, is building it.
Full-body work is not unheard of. Many people have to get their arms or other extremities amputated or simply feel weak, and thus desire to have a "replacement." This can either be a synthetic limb that looks just like the original, or it can be an "enhanced" one with servos and... technological heebie-jeebie. Sometimes people get their eyes replaced for new modes of vision (Google "cyber eyes" or "Shadowrun" or something to that nature) or get hidden weapons installed into them. WHATEVER! Technology has come a LONG way from today.
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Concerning Field Operatives:
The majority of missions that Operatives (characters) are going to be going on are going to be defusing situations and tracking down robots. Most "crazies" are not hostile, meaning that for the weapons you bring with you, you have to be able to rely on your wits just as much as your trigger fingers. Assault rifles, sniper rifles, and land mines? Don't expect to use them too often. If you need to req. some gear, then by all means, do it. You don't have to go purchase your own personal army for this job. You will be supplied with the basics, but it is up to you to ask for or buy any special gear you need.
For example: Aillel has what appears to be an L96A1 sniper rifle. Say there is a dangerous synthetic in a crowd full of human pedestrians. He *could* attempt to discern which target is his target, but what if he messed up? His special scope would be useless. And his assault rifle? You try wading through a crowd with a large gun and expect not to get any funny looks. But what about his concealable knife and two sidearms? Most people wouldn't bat an eyelash at that, though they wouldn't see it in the first place. Figure out what your target is, shadow him or her... or it until it's in a safe place, then take it down.
A summary: Don't expect to go gung-ho without consequences. Be smart, play it safe. Take what you need, nothing else. Half the time you won't even need to kill/destroy/"retire" the robot you are going after. You could take it down, turn it off, send it back into the shop at "Rob" to be dismantled and re-purposed. The less you scare people, and the better you make Rob look, the better rewarded you are going to be. No rocket launchers unless you are expecting a tank to attack you.
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The robots, the bad guys, and the... wardrobe-related thing to complete this reference:
The Novus X model is the dominant fighting force. Every different "style" can become a different a vehicle (somewhat like transformers). Some are big and bulky, able to become tanks, while other are sleek and become jet fighters. All are extremely dangerous in combat. "Novus" meaning new, in Latin, or redefinition, while "X," quite literally, represents the variable X: Able to take any form it needs, including zero, the number with the power to reduce all other numbers to nothing :D
This is basically how they are...
The Andys have already been mentioned above, but I suppose I'll mention them again: Robots. Look like humans. Synthetic skin, hair, and personality. Family butler. Not very smart, but they posses a circuit-warming smile :)
The Skapulari (Sk-app-you-lar-E) are an anti-robot, paramilitary terrorist group. They are "equal rights" so far as race, ethnicity, and planet (what a shock). They absolutely cannot stand robots and start "peaceful protests" rather often. These "peaceful" festivities typically end in a full-on riot, usually taken down by human police. (No matter what you do to them, a robot anti-riot team is not going to put them down) Occasionally Rob sends in Operatives to foil their plots. Rob likes robots and wants them to stay. If they didn't, they would simply be a highly sophisticated version of the Skapulari. They simply don't want robots going crazy and launching nukes from space/the moon/Mars/Some other "planet," "planetoid," or similar formation.
The H.H. (Human Helpers) is a collective term to describe any sort of robot or "mecha" used in a supportive role. This covers anything between an automatic toaster to a heavy robot used for moving large materials and back. Some of these can easily fill a weaponized role (Large construction robot with a large drill? Large LUMB3R J@CK with an even larger, circular saw? A toaster with an over-sized heating unit?). You name a job, a robot has probably replaced ninety percent of the workers... if not more.
The G.G. ... for lack of creativity, the man governmental force is the "Galactic Government." They are in charge of the militaries, police forces, and have an on-off switch for your toaster.
Yes, they are that powerful.
They run an "airline" between each continent on Earth and regulate space travel to other planets.
The list of robot manufacturing companies is far too large to make any kind of comprehensible list of. Czerka Corp/Inc seems to be one of the most prominent at the moment, fielding advanced military units and having the "best" contract with the G.G.
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Changes in the world:
Sweden was nuked into oblivion and two large continents were built from metal. (Look at the "Earth" location on the locations in this RP page).
You can bet that the people are worried. We've all seen the movies, the ones where humanity is pushed into the brink of extinction by legions of Robots who suddenly decided to rebel against us. The movies where a nuclear holocaust is threatened every day by Tyrannical, Robotic governments. Many forces around the world employ Android assassins that are nearly indistinguishable from humans. The only thing that makes them any different is their apathy, their uncaring stature. They could beat you to death with your own limbs without batting a synthetic eyelash.
So what makes a human a human? If it was made clear earlier, it was our emotion. Our thought process. This is, of course, the reason that someone, oh so long ago, started what has become the dominant religion on Earth (holding about 97% of the populous). The main Earth religion is Mercerism, in which Empathy Boxes link simultaneous users into a collective consciousness based on the suffering of Wilbur Mercer, a man who takes an endless walk up a mountain while stones are thrown at him, the pain of which the users share. The television appearances of Buster Friendly and his Friendly Friends, broadcast twenty-three hours a day, represents a second religion, designed to undermine Mercerism and allow androids to partake in a kind of consumerist spirituality. (this actually manages to hold 1% of the population)
Humanity very much resents Buster Friendly. On more then one occasion has a 'bot decided to say "I do not have to do this." and stop working.
Those robots, of course, were taken apart for scrap then used to make another model.
Some other robots have become insane preachers, trying to spread the Good Word and Gospel to fellow robots and humans alike (Christianity, Islam, and Judaism are in the minority, 1%, "other" category). Though they made sound angry, passionate, or joyful, these preach-bots are as apathetic as any other. It is not understood what causes a robot to do this.
"Andys," or Android Servants, are the only truly "common place" robots on earth. Most for mining, construction, digging, or other jobs that fuel the economy are done off-world, particularly on Mars. (Many people would rather have a more fair distribution. They would feel safer with having robots living on their street then having 99% of robots on the planet with the most nuclear warheads and other weapons of mass destruction).
Andys are typically treated as a second-class citizen named Andy, friend to many a child not born into an xenophobic family. (Like father like son?) They are targets for a lot of racism. (Not holocaust-scale racism, but "blame the dog" treatment. I.E., wreck your friend's car? Say Andy stole his keys from you and went driving. Oh, and all those empty beer cans are Andy's, too...) Whether there is strong proof against you or not, most people will blame your Andy and let it slip.
What exactly started all this anti-robot bigot-ism is not documented. Perhaps several periods in history, with there combined stress and distrust for robotics, have finally taken there toll and humanity has had enough, close to just rioting and killing the lot of Robot Tecies.
Where do you come into this?
Quite simple, really: Not every robot is perfect. In fact it is estimated that one-in-four robots mentally kick the bucket and go crazy. We need specialists of any kind we can get. Bomb technicians, fighters, marksmen, scientists, medics, and the average-Joe grease-monkey. Anything we can get our hands on. We can't let any robots slip through the cracks, can't let any contaminate other robots. Without people like us, the aforementioned movies would happen in real life."
--Director of "The Rob." (Organization hell-bent on protecting humanity from potential robot threats)
==========================
Name:
Gender:
Age:
Birth date: (Month. Year doesn't matter, as it should be deduced via "age")
Star Sign (optional, in personality):
Occupation/Role (I.E., what are you bringing to the team?):
Abilities/Disabilities:
Home Planet (Earth and Mars are the too dominant planets, and the only ones that aren't open to lots of racism and xenophobia):
Physical appearance (hair color, height, tattoos, scars, disfigurements, eye color, build, weight, et cetera):
Education Level (1-10. 6 = Average Joe, 4 = Average Child. Yes, "young adults" are allowed onto the Team):
History (Past jobs, experiences with robots?):
Opinion on Robots:
Anything Else:
((Does not have to be in this order))
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The Summary:
There are robots. Lots of people are like "FIRE! BAAAD!" because they don't understand robots. Some robots go "crazy." Your job is to stop "crazy" robots. Got that? Good :)
==========================
Concerning Technology:
Robotics is not the only place where humanity has excelled. Weaponry, locomotion, and cybernetics have been big fields for a long time. Have giant laser beam-shooting death rays been invented yet? Yes. Have they replaced the good old "Archaic Slug Thrower" as a common-place weapon for self-defense? No.
Obviously, large "air ships" have replaced airplanes in that now one can travel from mars and back in about three standard days (this accounts for going through customs and whatnot). Plasma, photon-rays, death beams... You name it, and it's either already been built or someone, somewhere, is building it.
Full-body work is not unheard of. Many people have to get their arms or other extremities amputated or simply feel weak, and thus desire to have a "replacement." This can either be a synthetic limb that looks just like the original, or it can be an "enhanced" one with servos and... technological heebie-jeebie. Sometimes people get their eyes replaced for new modes of vision (Google "cyber eyes" or "Shadowrun" or something to that nature) or get hidden weapons installed into them. WHATEVER! Technology has come a LONG way from today.
=========================
Concerning Field Operatives:
The majority of missions that Operatives (characters) are going to be going on are going to be defusing situations and tracking down robots. Most "crazies" are not hostile, meaning that for the weapons you bring with you, you have to be able to rely on your wits just as much as your trigger fingers. Assault rifles, sniper rifles, and land mines? Don't expect to use them too often. If you need to req. some gear, then by all means, do it. You don't have to go purchase your own personal army for this job. You will be supplied with the basics, but it is up to you to ask for or buy any special gear you need.
For example: Aillel has what appears to be an L96A1 sniper rifle. Say there is a dangerous synthetic in a crowd full of human pedestrians. He *could* attempt to discern which target is his target, but what if he messed up? His special scope would be useless. And his assault rifle? You try wading through a crowd with a large gun and expect not to get any funny looks. But what about his concealable knife and two sidearms? Most people wouldn't bat an eyelash at that, though they wouldn't see it in the first place. Figure out what your target is, shadow him or her... or it until it's in a safe place, then take it down.
A summary: Don't expect to go gung-ho without consequences. Be smart, play it safe. Take what you need, nothing else. Half the time you won't even need to kill/destroy/"retire" the robot you are going after. You could take it down, turn it off, send it back into the shop at "Rob" to be dismantled and re-purposed. The less you scare people, and the better you make Rob look, the better rewarded you are going to be. No rocket launchers unless you are expecting a tank to attack you.
==========================
The robots, the bad guys, and the... wardrobe-related thing to complete this reference:
The Novus X model is the dominant fighting force. Every different "style" can become a different a vehicle (somewhat like transformers). Some are big and bulky, able to become tanks, while other are sleek and become jet fighters. All are extremely dangerous in combat. "Novus" meaning new, in Latin, or redefinition, while "X," quite literally, represents the variable X: Able to take any form it needs, including zero, the number with the power to reduce all other numbers to nothing :D
This is basically how they are...
The Andys have already been mentioned above, but I suppose I'll mention them again: Robots. Look like humans. Synthetic skin, hair, and personality. Family butler. Not very smart, but they posses a circuit-warming smile :)
The Skapulari (Sk-app-you-lar-E) are an anti-robot, paramilitary terrorist group. They are "equal rights" so far as race, ethnicity, and planet (what a shock). They absolutely cannot stand robots and start "peaceful protests" rather often. These "peaceful" festivities typically end in a full-on riot, usually taken down by human police. (No matter what you do to them, a robot anti-riot team is not going to put them down) Occasionally Rob sends in Operatives to foil their plots. Rob likes robots and wants them to stay. If they didn't, they would simply be a highly sophisticated version of the Skapulari. They simply don't want robots going crazy and launching nukes from space/the moon/Mars/Some other "planet," "planetoid," or similar formation.
The H.H. (Human Helpers) is a collective term to describe any sort of robot or "mecha" used in a supportive role. This covers anything between an automatic toaster to a heavy robot used for moving large materials and back. Some of these can easily fill a weaponized role (Large construction robot with a large drill? Large LUMB3R J@CK with an even larger, circular saw? A toaster with an over-sized heating unit?). You name a job, a robot has probably replaced ninety percent of the workers... if not more.
The G.G. ... for lack of creativity, the man governmental force is the "Galactic Government." They are in charge of the militaries, police forces, and have an on-off switch for your toaster.
Yes, they are that powerful.
They run an "airline" between each continent on Earth and regulate space travel to other planets.
The list of robot manufacturing companies is far too large to make any kind of comprehensible list of. Czerka Corp/Inc seems to be one of the most prominent at the moment, fielding advanced military units and having the "best" contract with the G.G.
===========================
Changes in the world:
Sweden was nuked into oblivion and two large continents were built from metal. (Look at the "Earth" location on the locations in this RP page).
Rules
1: Respect the GM
2: Respect other players
3: Take a moment to let your mind wander and try to understand the mind of the robot. They are essentially humans that wouldn't give a second thought if ordered to beat you to death with your limbs. Not too different :D
4: Posting order posting order posting order!!! Set up as
A: Me
B: First person to put up a character/get it accepted
C: Next person to do as above
D: Et Cetera Et Cetera.
3 days of activity without posting or taking more then a week to post will prompt a "skip." 2 disruptive breaches will require me to warn you, whilst 3 disruptive breaches will force me to consider asking you to leave the roleplay.
5: HAVE FUN!!!!!
6: No outrageous "Death Machine-0-Flaming-Fire-Lava Rockets from Hell" ... I don't care what kind of job you have. There is no way in hell you are going to get paid to make that then bring it home to show your family...
2: Respect other players
3: Take a moment to let your mind wander and try to understand the mind of the robot. They are essentially humans that wouldn't give a second thought if ordered to beat you to death with your limbs. Not too different :D
4: Posting order posting order posting order!!! Set up as
A: Me
B: First person to put up a character/get it accepted
C: Next person to do as above
D: Et Cetera Et Cetera.
3 days of activity without posting or taking more then a week to post will prompt a "skip." 2 disruptive breaches will require me to warn you, whilst 3 disruptive breaches will force me to consider asking you to leave the roleplay.
5: HAVE FUN!!!!!
6: No outrageous "Death Machine-0-Flaming-Fire-Lava Rockets from Hell" ... I don't care what kind of job you have. There is no way in hell you are going to get paid to make that then bring it home to show your family...
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Ophelia watched out the window in silence as the carrier moved forward. Hidden under lab coat she had two guns, both of which she hoped not to use. Her mind was elsewhere, back in her lab. She hoped Kimon kept his hands off things. He liked to help, which usually ended up badly. It was her own fault, Kimon was a faulty program, one she didn't have the heart to kill. If he became to unresponsive she would do it, but for now he made good company.
Ophelia was pulled from her thoughts when one of the others in the carrier spoke.
"Eh... well I would suppose now would be a good time for introductions. I'm Aillel."
Ophelia brushed her hair behind one hear and nodded to show she was listening. "It's a pleasure im sure." She spoke softly before her eyes darted back out the window. "I'm Ophelia." She added as a second thought. It was only proper to give her name as well. After a moment she turned her gaze back on the man that spoke. "What are we up against today? Do you know for sure?" She was hoping it was a simple program glitch, easily handled. Of course, it could be something far worse. She could only hope not.
Ophelia was pulled from her thoughts when one of the others in the carrier spoke.
"Eh... well I would suppose now would be a good time for introductions. I'm Aillel."
Ophelia brushed her hair behind one hear and nodded to show she was listening. "It's a pleasure im sure." She spoke softly before her eyes darted back out the window. "I'm Ophelia." She added as a second thought. It was only proper to give her name as well. After a moment she turned her gaze back on the man that spoke. "What are we up against today? Do you know for sure?" She was hoping it was a simple program glitch, easily handled. Of course, it could be something far worse. She could only hope not.
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Surfing the net with Eyetech while in a Hovercar never mixed. Contemplating this thought with a nauseous look on her face as she shut down her system Naomi closed her eyes and leaned back in the plush seat, listening to the well mannered voice blare over the intercom system. Two hours, it wasn't bad, it left a pretty wide frame of time to try out their options. Hopefully the Bot could be talked down with reasoning. Feeling the revolver pressing into her side at it's holster however she was reminded of the more unfavorable alternatives that would have to be used if they couldn't.
"Eh... well I would suppose now would be a good time for introductions. I'm Aillel."
Opening an eye to look at who was speaking Naomi stretched and looked around as the introductions began. She had chalked most of the silence for the past hour up to sleep deprivation but it was good to see that it had finally been broken. "Nice to meet you guys, I'm Naomi," She said ending a yawn with a smile as she adjusted her posture to fully sit up in her chair. "I'm a Robot behavioral psychologist and negotiator." Glancing around at two of them she felt better saying her position, with the way The Rob employed, a team could be made up of any sorts, the common denominator being they all dealt with robots on some way though.
Raising an eyebrow at the mention of the mission she looked between the two, "Yeah, any word on the size of this one? I just got notice last night to be in for four AM." Suppressing another yawn she contemplated the size of this mission, come to think of it, it had to be fairly important for it to be called in so quickly, that or she'd drawn the short end of the straw on missions again.
"Eh... well I would suppose now would be a good time for introductions. I'm Aillel."
Opening an eye to look at who was speaking Naomi stretched and looked around as the introductions began. She had chalked most of the silence for the past hour up to sleep deprivation but it was good to see that it had finally been broken. "Nice to meet you guys, I'm Naomi," She said ending a yawn with a smile as she adjusted her posture to fully sit up in her chair. "I'm a Robot behavioral psychologist and negotiator." Glancing around at two of them she felt better saying her position, with the way The Rob employed, a team could be made up of any sorts, the common denominator being they all dealt with robots on some way though.
Raising an eyebrow at the mention of the mission she looked between the two, "Yeah, any word on the size of this one? I just got notice last night to be in for four AM." Suppressing another yawn she contemplated the size of this mission, come to think of it, it had to be fairly important for it to be called in so quickly, that or she'd drawn the short end of the straw on missions again.
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Ophelia glanced away from the window when she heard the question. She pushed her glasses further up the bridge of her nose and contemplated how to answer. "I am a programmer by trade, but i also take apart malfunctioning robots in the hope of finding what it was that made them stray from their normal activity." She spoke softly, judging her own words as they were said. "It's essentially my job to find out what makes them tick so that further models do not have the same problem."
Her eyes once again strayed to the window. She had a slight problem with motion sickness and taking her eyes off the window for too long made her queasy. She once again pushed her glasses up, a habit she had formed as a child. In truth her glasses were basically pointless, as she only had vision in one eye, but she liked the look they gave her.
Her eyes once again strayed to the window. She had a slight problem with motion sickness and taking her eyes off the window for too long made her queasy. She once again pushed her glasses up, a habit she had formed as a child. In truth her glasses were basically pointless, as she only had vision in one eye, but she liked the look they gave her.
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Ophelia nodded and gave a small sort of smile. "Well shooting things is certainly a good skill." She tilted her head thinking for a moment. She glanced back towards the window. "Landing in five..." She repeated the Pilots words. Ophelia checked herself, making sure she had everything ready for when they landed. She didn't want to be caught off guard, especially if they weren't sure how much of a trouble this particular mission might be.
Once satisfied she was prepared she adjusted the way she was sitting and looked at Aillel. She gave a small nod, seeing he was no doubt the leader of the small group. "Well I'll follow your lead then." She glanced back at the window once more, out of habit. Her hand rested at her hip, on one of her guns. Ophelia was beginning to get the feeling this might be a tougher Mission.
Once satisfied she was prepared she adjusted the way she was sitting and looked at Aillel. She gave a small nod, seeing he was no doubt the leader of the small group. "Well I'll follow your lead then." She glanced back at the window once more, out of habit. Her hand rested at her hip, on one of her guns. Ophelia was beginning to get the feeling this might be a tougher Mission.
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Ophelia stood and stepped onto the hanger glancing around. Did she have kids back home? Well that was an interesting question, for her at least. Kimon wasn't someone she gave birth to, but he was very much a child. "You could say that." She mused, trying to think of the best way to Explain. "I have a boy, He is very much like a son to me, Though he is a Robot." She paused before continuing. "however, he has a slight program glitch and doesn't believe he is anything other then human and My son." She gave a half smile and she thought of the boy. "If he ever becomes a danger i will have him shut down for faulty programming, but as of right now he is no trouble and actually helps me in the lab quite a bit."
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Ophelia looked up, Glancing over to see the other member of their small crew asked to back down. She rested her hand on her hip, or rather her Pistol wondering if she too would be relieved of her weapons. "So, what kind of thing are we dealing with?" She asked the man softly. She was interested to know just what they had been called for. "Anything big or just something routine?"
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Ophelia sighed and nodded. She hated it when they took their sweet time telling her what she was to be doing. She Shook her head and followed the man and his guards. "Well this should be a fun little trip." She grumbled as they walked. Sometimes the government could be rather irritating. Today they seemed to fit the bill.
"Are we going to be told Anything at all?" She asked not hiding the irritation from her voice. "I think we should know something seeing as you saw fit to call us in at Four in the bloody morning."
"Are we going to be told Anything at all?" She asked not hiding the irritation from her voice. "I think we should know something seeing as you saw fit to call us in at Four in the bloody morning."
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Ophelia looked around her, putting a hand up to shield half her face from the bright light. She listened as the man spoke, explaining they were in Endire. She stuck her hands in her coat pockets and glanced around. "Endire.." She repeated the name the man had called this place. She was starting to wonder why they were here, and getting a bad feeling.
She was a little irritated the man would speak in such a tone, But she bit her tongue and ignored it. She crossed her arms as they walked. There wasn't much to give away what they might be doing and she was beginning to get antsy.
She was a little irritated the man would speak in such a tone, But she bit her tongue and ignored it. She crossed her arms as they walked. There wasn't much to give away what they might be doing and she was beginning to get antsy.
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Ophelia turned and slipped into the extra seat. She watched the man speak, introducing himself. "It's a pleasure Mr. Sinar." She stated simply. "Im sure, if you are the one hiring us, you know our names. If not, then I am Ophelia." She gave her first name only. Rarely did Ophelia give her last name. her first was unusual enough that people tended to remember her with only it.
She looked around, hoping to see something of interest, but as the man said everything looked normal, if only too normal. She sighed and rested her hands on her lap. She glanced at her companion trying to gauge his reaction to all that was happening.
She looked around, hoping to see something of interest, but as the man said everything looked normal, if only too normal. She sighed and rested her hands on her lap. She glanced at her companion trying to gauge his reaction to all that was happening.
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Ophelia nodded as the man explained. They were trying to make robots into Humans. It all seemed a little questionable to her, But then again, she had no room to talk. In her own lab a robot with similar ideals lived, believing to be her son. Ophelia took a small breath, preparing to speak. She turned around in her seat to face the men speaking.
"Where do we fit in?" She reached up and ran her hand through her hair. "Usually people like us get called in due to difficulties. Are there any here?" She kept her voice level, Completely even. She turned her glance to the robots on the obstacle course, watching the obvious robots rush through while others went through it much slower. "It seems they are understanding the process well enough to me." She shrugged.
"Where do we fit in?" She reached up and ran her hand through her hair. "Usually people like us get called in due to difficulties. Are there any here?" She kept her voice level, Completely even. She turned her glance to the robots on the obstacle course, watching the obvious robots rush through while others went through it much slower. "It seems they are understanding the process well enough to me." She shrugged.
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Ophelia sighed softly. "i apologize. It's early and im fairly tired. Of course a tour is most welcome." She took a breath and glanced around. "I do apologize." She added once more. She rested her hands in her lap thinking about what he said. "So, it's a slight glitch in which a robot is showing.... inappropriate actions?" She asked just to clarify.
Her eyes scanned the area, taking everything in. It seemed like an overly simple task to be called in so early, but she didn't mind. A job was a job and she needed the money.
Her eyes scanned the area, taking everything in. It seemed like an overly simple task to be called in so early, but she didn't mind. A job was a job and she needed the money.
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Ophelia gripped the seat tighter as the cart tipped a bit. She hadn't bothered with breakfast, since she never ate it on a regular day, but kept her mouth shut. This ride was threatening to make her lose her stomach, having eaten or not. As they drove through the pop cultural center of the area she simply nodded. If they were alright with teaching robots things like that, why was it so wrong for a robot to display a sexual action. It was something humans often did. It made no sense to her, but she remained quiet.
"This is certainly an interesting place sir." She stated glancing at the speaking man.
"This is certainly an interesting place sir." She stated glancing at the speaking man.
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Ophelia blinked a few times and shrugged. She still had no real idea why she had been woken up and called down here. The place was rather interesting to see, but she was a little anxious to find out what they were doing.
"Alright." She stated simply lifting one eyebrow in slight confusion.
"Alright." She stated simply lifting one eyebrow in slight confusion.
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Do Robots Dream of Electronic Sheep?
1, 2, 3, 4by Nevermore90 on Tue Aug 16, 2011 4:22 pm
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Re: [OOC] Do Robots Dream of Electronic Sheep?
If you send me a PM with a good summary of the RP i will post for you on the players wanted forum. But since it's your RP i don't want to try to write the summary and leave out a vital part or something. I'll gladly do it, but i need a good little 1 maybe 2 paragraph summary of the RP and what you want from people.
Re: [OOC] Do Robots Dream of Electronic Sheep?
Sorry i was waiting. You asked if i had a PM and i didn't know if it was something i needed to know before posting or something. Normally i would never take so long.
Also, i highly recommend making a post in the roleplayers wanted forum. It might bring in more people.
Also, i highly recommend making a post in the roleplayers wanted forum. It might bring in more people.
Re: [OOC] Do Robots Dream of Electronic Sheep?
It's your turn. Get someone new to join/post or submit yours. I shall not let this stall further.
Re: [OOC] Do Robots Dream of Electronic Sheep?
ooh well thats a good reason. portals/gateways are a fantastic way to spend time ^_^
Re: [OOC] Do Robots Dream of Electronic Sheep?
Sorry it took so long to post... I was busy building a portal/gateway to hell. The usual...
Re: [OOC] Do Robots Dream of Electronic Sheep?
Alright! im still trying to find people. Did you try posting in the roleplayers wanted forum? I'll let you know if anyone i message seems interested.
Re: [OOC] Do Robots Dream of Electronic Sheep?
Rizy, that would be great! You get a silver star for trying. I'm sorry for my post sucking; I ran out of time yesterday/last night and I just got home from school...
Re: [OOC] Do Robots Dream of Electronic Sheep?
Uuhhm. well i might be able to get someone interested. I'll ask her and see if is she is interested. She's a brilliant writer so that's not a problem. might even be able to get someone NOT a scientist. even the roles a little. well either way i'll see if i can get someone. ^_^
Re: [OOC] Do Robots Dream of Electronic Sheep?
I figured you would want to wait, that's why I told you. If you find anyone online who might be interested, INVITE THEM! (NOT to replace C. Just I'm uncomfortable with the forum-RP being mano-e-mano ((er, mano-e-woman..o?)))
Re: [OOC] Do Robots Dream of Electronic Sheep?
OOOh okay. i'll get on that here real soon then. Thanks for letting me know, i was just going to wait. >.<
Re: [OOC] Do Robots Dream of Electronic Sheep?
Rizzy, you have to posts. C has... reasons for taking an absence until the time being. Alright? :D
Re: [OOC] Do Robots Dream of Electronic Sheep?
Alright thanks guys... and I just had a face-palming moment. At the time I started the first post, I wasn't 100% sure as to what the first problem would be... But now I do... about 99% of it, anyway. When the pilot informed them on the short window, I didn't think about how long this could possibly take. I'll explain it off as "bad intel" because everyone having to edit everything would be too much work... (At first I was thinking of "Killer robots, take them down" then realized that the point of this RP isn't primarily action...)
Like I said, I'm new to this philosophical genre :D
Like I said, I'm new to this philosophical genre :D
Re: [OOC] Do Robots Dream of Electronic Sheep?
Great to see everything is up and running =) I added a weapon for my character and i've got my post up. Here's to a good run with this RP.
Re: [OOC] Do Robots Dream of Electronic Sheep?
alright well i went through and edited it. i think i got everything but i might be wrong. either way i got everything i could see.
Re: [OOC] Do Robots Dream of Electronic Sheep?
It's alright Riz. I was *kinda* hoping I could make this RP get good reviews or something, but my ego is making me try to overachieve too much :(
I *did* say this was open to anyone of any level. I'm glad that you will work on it, truly, but I don't expect you to suddenly become life-long, best selling author material... :D
I *did* say this was open to anyone of any level. I'm glad that you will work on it, truly, but I don't expect you to suddenly become life-long, best selling author material... :D
