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Alex.

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a character in “Scrapland”, as played by reap

Description

Name; “They call me” ALEX 11.04
Age “I seem to be” 23, actual age unknown.
Gender; “Exactly as I seem” M
Race “For lack of a better term” Cyborg.
Role; “Oh I sell most anything I can find out here...” Primarily Scavenger, but sometimes he doubles as a Salvager.
Occupation “Some people need some help out in the wastes, others need weapons.” Guide/hired hand

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Clothing; “Well besides the apparent;” an old brown duster, often it hides his most distinguishing feathers, his arm and scarred back.
Likes; If I must choose something” Old paintings.
Dislikes; “Not much comes to mind.” Being out of ammo.

Skills “These come in handy.”

1.
Zenox arm; his right arm is a weapon. Thought its main form is much like a normal hand, it can be outfitted with a number of altered functions. Currently it can transform into a small plasma canon capable of firing charged energy blasts.

Agility; his robotic engineering gives him improved agility, giving him enhanced movement capabilities.

Marksmen; Alex is an natural marksmen, even without his cybernetics. He has permanently disabled his targeting system and instead shoots manually.

Energy siphon; to replenish his own energy stores he is capable of siphoning energy from a running electronic by making contact with his Zenox arm. He can also use the same skill to give electronic items energy and power them.

Weapon; Zenox Arm. Whatever gun and or mele weapon he happens to be using at the time.
Personality “Can’t you tell?” Alex is a nice if somewhat grim kindof guy. He is quick to offer help but has no qualms about killing. Often he attempts to boost the confidence of his allies, and will laugh at the occasional joke.

Background “I don’t like this subject…” Alex was chosen from the army to be the subject of prototype cybernetic modifications…against his will. He doesn’t remember anything before waking up in a deserted lab; his first look at the world was after its Armageddon. He has taken part in some activities he would rather forget, often falling into the wrong crowd in order to stay alive. He does not often talk of these ‘dark days’ but recently has focused on becoming something he can be proud of. He has been a resident of Steeltown on and off over the last ten years. Showing up on occasion and staying for a few weeks. He often brings the traders useful items and sells them, or hires himself out to drifters as a guide or bodyguard, often he can be found at the bar.

Optional: Being an experimental cyborg he is not as robotic as most, his most distinguishing part is his Zenox arm, however he is also equipped with neural and physical implants increasing his speed and mental capabilities. His build is centered around speed and agility, rather than being a moving tank. This gives him some distinct advantages over the slower, more powerhouse robots of the wasteland, however it also makes him more susceptible to damage. His energy siphon is a function enabled by his core that was made to keep up his energy reserves. He is capable of small repairs to his system but if it is too bad he has to get someone’s to fix it.

Equipment; “Ah, the fun stuff.” He has an enhanced motion tracker built into his left eye that feeds into his neural network. He also has ‘Shell grenades’ which can magnetize to metallic surfaces and when activated release a controlled EMP burst, knocking gout lights and systems. He can recharge these with his energy siphon, and the magnitude of the burst is determined by how much he charges them. His Zenox arm is outfitted with an advanced heavy weight, magnetic grappling tool. It can attach to metallic surfaces and draw them in, or draw Alex to them, making it effective for combat and climbing uses. He also has a drug implant that can flood his body with enhancement, or healing drugs; depending on what he has it set for. His final primary piece of equipment is a multitasking control unit fashioned onto his left wrist, when in use it can connect to many electronics and control their functions. It is currently only capable of controlling three at once. Although each Item must be linked to the unit by a hack spike stuck into its wires or networks.

Modifications; “Have you not been paying attention?” His arm is forged from Zeronium, i strong lightweight substance resistant to energy and plasma based attacks, it is also capable of running off its own energy reserves for short periods of time. He has linking slots on the backs of his shoulders, his elbows, shins, and ribcage for the connecting of a variety of tools and or weapons. These links reside under the skin when not attached to something. His eyes are connected to his neural implants and allow him to scan and analyze items and targets, storing the information in an on board hard drive that much resembles a library. His energy core is a Certex 10.0996 model capable of increased energy storage and output, this directly powers his arm and is capable of diverting power to other attachments as well. The core is kept in the left side of his chest, opposite of his heart. It is encased in a strong metallic shield for protection, however the shield has gaps on the sides for the cords to go out, this is a possible vulnerability.

Specs; Alex is 5’8 and weighs in at 250lbs, being opted for speed his cybernetic parts were forged from an extremely lightweight metal stronger than steel, and energy resistant. Making him somewhat resilient to energy based attacks If he can block them. He is also extremely adaptable, being compatible with a variety of cybernetic and robotic extensions.

Living quarters; A small shoddy house in steeltown.

So begins...

Alex.'s Story

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Sand fell through his fingers, creating a small...serene sort of sand waterfall to the ground. As Alex's hand emptied he wiped it off slowly, taking care to get it all off before standing. He walked steadily forward, along the ruins of what must have at one time been a road. Old vehicles and small piles of scrap metal littered the decayed environment around, Alex barely spared them a glance. Odds are anything useful had been taken long ago. Stopping he could see the makings of a town in the distance, it was far enough to be a mirage but Alex knew better. Steeltown, the only place remotely close to a home. He wondered if anyone he knew was still alive. His thought were interrupted as something fell from a scrap pile nearby, Alex twisted around quickly with his right arm shifting into cannon form, and humming quietly as a purple light charged from within.

His breathing normalized when he saw it was just a heavily mutilated body. Approaching it carefully, Alex kneeled down and examined it. Male, some reminisce of Armour remained, but it was covered in fresh blood. Its limbs had been removed, most had been cut off by a sharp blade, but one; his arm, was much more of a jagged tear along the flesh. Suggesting it had been literally ripped off. The sight was almost sickening. Alex stood and glanced around, with how fresh the blood was whoever did this may well be around still. That, or heading towards the only inhabitable area within a hundred miles. Either way Alex did not like the thought of running into it. He pushed the body back into the scrap pile, then turned to see a large, burly man pointing a weapon at him. The man was clearly a bandit, dressed in torn garments painted a crude blood red. His gun was 34. magnum, old but effective none the less. "Now hold on partner, no need to do something regrettable." He said in a smooth voice while slowly spreading his hands out widely.

"You Killed Him! The man yelled in a hoarse voice. His finger tightened on the trigger before Alex could explain, the shot resounded for what was likely miles as the bullet flew into Alex's right shoulder. The force of the bullet spun him around, but the momentum was to his advantage, as he came back around with his arm humming loudly and fired a large purple sphere strait into the mans chest. Effectively ripping him in half and sending his halves into two different directions. Alex picked up the 34. from where it landed and threw it in the small backpack over his left shoulder, then grunted as his right arm surged with pain and an emergency alarm flashed in his left eye. It quickly drew up the damage assessment, the bullet had hit his third triceptor cord. Severing the energy connecter there and cutting off the flow of plasmid. His shot had drained his only reserves. A small timer started counting down in the corner of his eye; 5:00.00 hours until Energy overload. The damage was too much for Alex to repair, he would have to hope someone in town could operate. He turned in the direction of Steeltown and steadily began heading towards it, holding his right arm as it hung lazily at his side.

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"HEYHEYHEY MILO! CALM DOWN!" Aximili said. "it was headed straight towards me!! my sniper didn't work, only slowed it down. oh god!!! i bet i can get power for weeks from that generator in that beast!" and before Milo could object, aximili ran into the Badlands, taking milos torch from his tool belt, and cutting out the huge generator out of the beast of a robot, and got another crazy idea, "a huge turret in my scrap tower!!!!" Aximili said out loud, and took his pickup to carry the good scrap back to his fort, and he saw milo in the tower, a wide eyed expression, gaping jaw look. aximili first of all took measures of the mammoth generator. it was 6 by 4 ft, perfect size for his tower. he kicked milo out for he was in the way, and told him to manage the shop. "oh, and heres a few mice to feed my owl. please do that, he might get cranky otherwise and rip your eyes out."
and he didn't wait for milo to reply, for aximili was already putting the barrel on the generators power front, and on the rotating platform.

by the time he almost had all the wiring done, it was about noon when he noticed movement in the desert. and then a flash from something, a gun probably, and Aximili got out his sniper and aimed down the sights at where the shot came from. Aximili saw, through the scope, a man walking away from 2 dead bodies, and he had a super technical metal arm! though it looked damaged. Aximili got an idea. he balled up a note and, so it wouldn't hurt the man out there, cased it in rubber. the note said:

dear stranger out there,
this is a friendly note, and i see you are damaged. i would be obliged to fix up your arm for you.
your loner neighborhood scavenger,
Aximili

after he shot the note, he finished up with his mega turret, and he realized, with increasing surprise, that he finished it in 1 day! thats amazing! all he needed to do was decrease the sound discharge on his Plasma launcher. so he went into his shop, and saw milo trading some knives for a gun that needed to be fixed with a boy that looked 17. Aximili finished the sound discharge, and asked milo, when the customer was gone, "where can i test this? im not sure the sound has decreased, but i'm definite its a significate decrease in sound." after he asked that, he wondered, where did Rina go??

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Alex was halfway to the city when something struck him dead in the chest, knocking him back a few steps. Quickly his systems assessed that no damage was caused. What the hell? Crouching he ran one hand over the sand, until it came upon something black and rubber like. Carefully Alex lifted it out of the sand and examined what appeared to be some kind of bullet, a small incision down the middle suggested it could be taken apart. He had to resort to his teeth to do so, afterwords he revealed a small message. Someone from Steeltown offering to repair him. "Like hell, I'm really going to let someone random work on me." The timer flashed in his eye again; 4:30:28 Alex muttered a curse to himself and resumed walking, however a faint hum once again distracted him. He turned on his heel, now more than a little annoyed at so many delays and barely managed to bring his right hand up. It was useless as a weapon, but odds are whoever was following him wouldn't realize it, and if they did...His other hand hung loosely at his waste, where just under his duster was a large, fully loaded Commando AS75 triple barrel sawed off shotgun.

When his eyes focused on the subject, he discovered that it was a she, and she was a cyborg. "Small world" He muttered under his breath. She was exquisitely built, with some kind of gliders as well. She was moving fast, but was most likely able to slow down, her implants were rather apparent. However the real threat was whatever he couldn't see, almost all cyborgs had hidden weapons and he doubted she was any different. If this came to blows, he was not so sure he would walk away alive. Not in his current state."I'd stop if I were you friend." He called out in a sturdy voice. Then indicated his arm to show he was...well... armed.

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Alex was, surprised by the kindness of her. Not an abundant trait in the wastelands. Slowly he lowered his arm, letting it hang once again at his side, then glanced at the still far off city over his shoulder. "Nearly another hour's walk. Sorry a bout the, warning. One can't be too trusting out here." Turning back to her he had a chance to examine her modifications more thoroughly. She was built for speed, much like himself. What Armour she did have had trace elements of zeronium in it, if his scanner was working correctly. However some of the implants seemed a little more crude than others, but not many. Someone had put a lot of time and effort into her.

Another surge of pain shot through his shoulder, his system reported that the backed up plasmid had now corrupted another triceptor. Increasing his overall damage considerably, and decreasing his lifeline. 2:16:97 Left before system overload. Please repair. Please repair. Please repair. His HUD alarmed him. Looking back to the new arrival he weighed his options. He could try walking, but if his third cord got corrupted, even a salveger would have a hard time repairing it. On the other hand, he did not like the thought of trusting strangers. What choice do you have?
He grimly thought to himself. "I could gladly accept your offer. Can you handle the extra weight though?"

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"Though I myself can probably not carry you easily, my propulsion jets could carry you and the dead bandit over there". Calypso scooped up the injured man, and skated off, now inhibited to the rate of a quick jog. She looked down to the man she was now carrying. "My name is Calypso. My programming is incomplete, so I didn't lose all of my human mannerisms. Heavily armed bandits raided the laboratory I was kept in, so I became a traveling artificial life-form". She was quickly reaching Steeltown, and she was only around 100 yards away. " We are almost at the town. Do you want me to help you get there?"

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"Nice to meet ya, I'm Alex. Time for more pleasantrys later, at the moment I'm on a tight clock." A large steel sheet of metal loomed ahead. It was a sort of, barrier. Helping to protect the town’s left side. It looked as if someone had done work on it recently. Alex remembered the time he and two other Cyborgs put the damn thing up, the city was young then. Still knee deep in a huge war with raiders for the territory. It took almost an entire day to heave the things into position, fending off gunfire the whole time...

"Damnet Issick, push it over before we get a shell up our asses!" Alex yelled to someone on the other side of the metal sheet. Hard case rounds started peppering the metal and Alex fired a quick burst of plasma at the source of the gunfire, resulting in a loud scream of pain. With a groan the soon to be wall started moving, Alex placed his arm to guide it across the sand. Every time it started to sink Asmeck, a brutish cybernetic could be heard grunting as he heaved it back to the top. “After this is over, first drinks on me boys.” Alex called out as they resumed moving again. It was taking hours, and the raiders were becoming more and more of a pest. Some foot soldiers had volunteered to serve guard for the three as they moved the wall. They had yet to show up. Cannon fire sounded from nearby, the impact from the shell shook the ground around Alex as it landed just south of the sheet. Movement stopped. “Issick, what the hell is going on?” Asmeck called out in a struggled voice. Alex quickly ran to the back, dodging gunfire to find Issick, or what remained of him. The shell had caught him dead on. “Shit.”


This town had fought to earn its place in the wasteland, and it was hell bent on keeping said place. "You'll want to slow down, we have to go around that thing. It circles half the damn town. Once on the other side of it make for Grumpy Hags Bar, provided its still standing."

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Milo just climbed in his mech when he noticed someone getting closer and grab his binocular and saw two cyborgs from what he could tell one of them was in need of an expert and rather fast to, so he shut the cockpit "sorry aliximile but that cyborg needs help straight away" he said through his intercom and started walking to the two "he there I'm here to help don't shoot!" he said to them but keep a mortar with an EMP ready for if they may shoot, his mech could scare them thanks to the thick plating and amount of weapons and fire power it had

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"Hm?" Calypso saw the plasma laser beaming by her, and stopped. "Are they trying to kill me?" She put Alex down, and dropped to the ground, so she was simply standing. She lifted her hands into the air, as a gesture of surrender. She activated a loudspeaker, so that her voice was the volume of a human shout. "Please take this man. He is injured, and he could have an overload any minute now." With a clicking noise, she deactivated the loudspeaker, and then raised herself back up to hovering a few inches above the ground.

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as Aximili was relaxing in his chair, he heard crackling in the silent day, what was that? he looked around frantically, wondering if there was a hovercraft bot around here, and he saw the 2 strangers out there stop, and the bot that looked human put up its hands, and he could hear, through the snipers systematic sound enhancer, the last few words of the sentence ".....injured, and could have an overload any minute now." so Aximili was right! the man with the metallic arm was injured! he had to get there ASAP, and he saw milo half way there, but his custom pickup was certainly faster than that heavy mech of his. so aximili got into the pickup, using voice activation, and said, " On, 70 MPH, destination 5.34y 3.76x" he set in the coordinates, and set off to where he heard the sound, meeting milo half way in his mech. "i can take it from here, milo! and i dont think your mech can hold 3 people!" he yelled out of his driver side window, and then sped up to 80 MPH, hoping it wasn't too late for the man with the arm.

as he got close, he saw that the robot had hovered above ground again it looked female, and aximili waved at her, showing that he was peaceful. "gradually lower to 0 MPH, Brake, Park, Off" aximili voice activated the pickup, and got out. he stood about 20 ft away from the weird bot, and said "hi! i am friendly, and i see your friend there is injured, badly. we need to fix him up! quickly too, if we dont seek serious medical attention quickly, he will surely overload himself with plasma, and die." he looked at the man and the bot, and asked the bot if she could drive, and smirked with mad ideas.

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Aximili looked in horror as the man fell to the ground after talking to his friend. "ah shit." aximili muttered, and quickly went to work, putting him onto the back of his pickup, undoing the bolts, screws, wires that held his arm to him. he looked at the problems, and got what he needed from the back of his pickup, glad he had them still here. he took out the wires from the mans arm, and found the plasmid leak, and quickly welded new titanium blockers and filters onto there. he looked at the mans arm, it read 00:15.56 until system meltdown, medical attention needed and Aximili looked wide eyed at the arm. it was more technical than he thought. after finding what was wrong with it, he found a couple of severed wires within the metal casing, and fixed it. the message turned from medical attention needed, to Lifeline secure, reattach to body. Aximili sighed in relief. he just saved a mans like today, and he looked up at the female bot, wiping sweat off of his brow. "well, i barely managed to save him. he just needs to rest now. you can come back to my place if you like, its just over that wall of scrap over there, thats where the metal wall protecting the city isn't there" aximili said. "now, i dont think i got your name. and i dont think you got mine, my name is Aximili." he smiled.

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"Aximili," Calypso started, " My name is Calypso. As you can tell, my knowledge and personality programs are partially corrupted, so I am socially more like a human than a robot. Also, yes, I'd love to stay in a home." Her monotonic voice chimed. She will finally have a place to stay, and not have to worry about being captured by bandits again. She began following Aximili, knowing that she can probably have some of her programming worked on as well. "I almost forgot, Could you work on some of my programming? Some of the files are corrupted, leaving me incapable of using certain features."

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after aximili reattached the technical arm to the resting man, he heard Calypso say that she needed reprogramming, with a beautiful voice that sounded human, but could be improved. he would need to know what model she was, and where she was made. she looked like she was made in a hurry, like the makers were interrupted. he looked at his right metallic arm himself, and sighed at his lack of ability to improve it. he needed 2 hands for that job, and he studied the female Bot for a few seconds, and coming to a conclusion that startled him. his model of his own amputation arm was the same metal made from the Female bot, and probably the same wiring. he pondered that for a moment, and nodded "i can fix you up, we just need to get back to my shop. i bet Rina can help me." he said that last part with a questioning tone.

Aximili nodded again, and said, "okay. come with me, and get into my custom made truck, it took about 2 minutes to get here, and i think i have others waiting at my shop" he picked up the resting man and put him in the middle of the t seats, and watched at Calypso opened the door and sat in the passenger side seat. "if you could hold him, that would be great i dont want his injuries tearing apart again." he set in the commands for the truck "On, gears to Drive gradually up to 80 MPH." and drived the 2 home.

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Aximili got started on Calypso's power box, and looked at all the nasty wires in there. they weren't even in correct order! aximili sighed and got the wire cutters. he hoped this wouldn't hurt Calypso. first started off with the bots speech control. he programmed it so it sounded nearly exact human, but she could change it if she wanted to. then he worked on adding new plates of metal to where she had gotten beatings brom bandits. he looked her over. "this is beautiful programming they did, your lucky i know what im doing." he said with a smile, and started working on her files and memory. Calypso looked beautiful for a cyborg, and he looked her over again. he looked over her motherboard, and frowned at how dirty and mangled it was. no wonder why she was having trouble, so he cleaned it off, rearranged some wires and, just for kicks, programmed some more weapons into her, like a plasma rifle, and 2 plasma pistols. she didn't have any ranged accessories, he thought as he put them in. then all he had to do was to wait for her to wake up. so he set him on a bed he made in his room, and almost forgot about alex in the back of his custotruck!

he ran to his custotruck , and frowned. Alex was still asleep in the middle of the 2 seats. he didn't know when he was going to wake up, hopefully he would soon. but just in case, he made a second bed for alex, next to Calypso's bed, both in his room. it was getting to be night time, and he wondered where milo was. he went up to his scrap tower, and saw him sitting there out in the desert. Aximili smiled for a second. then, to his horror, he saw 10 bandits running up to him and his mech, 2 of them in a halftrack with a 50.cal mounted on it. aximili panicked. milo was getting out, and grabbing his blowtorch and gun they had to be at least half a mile away. aximili had to help, so he got into his ball turret mounted on top of his tower, aimed down the sights, fired one burst and found that the turret was moderately silent, no louder than a semi-truck's horn. Aximili had destroyed the most major threat-the halftrack- but didn't destroy the 50.cal, but both of the men were dead, so aximili started for his sniper. he sniped 1 more before he was getting fired at. he ducked down, and waited it out. he hoped milo was going to be O.K.

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Aximili saw in happiness as the titan swayed, and it blew into pieces. he could feel the shockwave from half the mile away. it looked like nobody was hurt, so he grabbed his shotty and ran towards the demolished titan, cursing alex who drove away in his pickup. "how did he even turn it on?"aximili wondered. but he ran towards the titan anyways. he saw Calypso, Alex, and Milo gathered around the titan, or what was left of it. Calypso looked like a mutated war machine, but smiled as she put her weapons away. as Aximili walked by, he hit alex in the shoulder, not too hard, with his metallic arm. "dont take my truck again, please. thats my best piece of work, and i dont want it getting ruined. im surprised though that you got it started without my voice activation." and then Aximili walked towards calypso. "i see you used your new weapons." aximili mused. "do you like them? because i have more models in my shop that you can attach to the parts that come out, those guns are detachable." he added with an excited grin. then he walked towards the titan, and saw that it was more obliterated than he thought. he was surprised that it lived through the war, they had all thought to be extinct. he saw milo rummaging through the pieces, filling up his bag. "i call the memory-chip and wiring, milo." aximili yelled after him. after he had cut through the armoring in the head, he found the chip in good condition, and aximili wondered if je could attach it to a projector, if he had one. he decided to ask calypso if she could project anything out of her head. but he wondered if she would let him. "hey calypso, i found a memory-chip onside of the titans head, and i was wondering if you had a projector system in your arsenal of things that i failed to notice" Aximili hoped Calypso had one, and then he could find out where this titan came from.

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The explosion threw Alex back, he just managed to shut down his cybernetic system as the Emp followed. Afterwords he slowly regained his footing, the Titan was completely wrecked. Alex's systems rebooted with a hum, his HUD came alive with activity as he ran checks on everything. Stepping forward his foot landed on a piece of metal from the Titan. It was spray painted with a blood red fa insignia, Alex applied some pressure and crushed it into pieces. Kicking them into different directions. Tigras...damn, if there back

"don't take my truck again, please. that's my best piece of work, and i don't want it getting ruined. im surprised though that you got it started without my voice activation." A voice interrupted his thoughts, then a metal fist bumped into Alex, who turned to see Ax walking by. "Let's just say I have a habit of turning things on." He muttered in reply. The others seemed to be regrouping, so he turned and walked back towards town. Charging the Truck's engine as he walked by. As he made it into town he grabbed his bag of stuff from the bed he woke up on and headed towards the north side of town. Leaving a Sirex thermal core on the table as payment for his arm repairs. being extremely unstable it was perfect for explosives. horrifying in the wrong hands, but Alex felt Ax could handle it. Bringing up a small map in his left eye he routed a path towards his old shack.