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 Posted: Sat Feb 06, 2016 9:30 am
These are the main streets of Drowwood. There's not much else to tell.
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Posted: Sat Feb 06, 2016 10:17 am
I was created to serve
Now I lead
Where my creator was weak
I shall be strong
║▌│█│║▌║││█║▌│║║█║█║▌│█║▌│║║█║ ɅβΣȽ ϺϴЯϴ║▌│█│║▌║││█║▌│║║█║█║▌│█║▌│║║█║  Abel walked through the streets, a rare occurrence with him, likely due to him feeling was restless the word? Perhaps it was. He didn't sigh, or breathe, there was no need to pretend he was like the humans that lived in the city.
He examined each building that he passed by, each building name registered within his mind, information he could use later. He registered different faces, locking them away in his memory banks. This was habit ever since he took over the gang, he was constantly gathering information. He remembered hearing a saying among the humans once before, 'Knowledge is power'. He took that saying seriously.
It's never enough, information was constantly changing, there was so much of it everywhere he looked and locking himself away within the headquarters just wasn't enough for him to gather it all. The information from his messenger and spy were also not enough, no matter how much trust he put into their abilities to gather it.
The only option he seemed to have, was to seek out information for himself. So the term restless seemed appropriate. A restless android, he shook his head. The words almost sounded wrong to him, it was his programming no matter what he did he could never change that. His steps paused and he lifted his head, to glance at the people that passed him by, unaware of who he was at least at first glance. This was something that didn't trouble him, he preferred it this way. They likely would recognize his voice if he had chosen to speak, but he had no reason to. Without a reason there was no action, that was the way he was.║▌│█│║▌║││█║▌│║║█║█║▌│█║▌│║║█║ DΣΛҬҢ ΣȠIGϺΛ║▌│█│║▌║││█║▌│║║█║█║▌│█║▌│║║█║
I will not fall
At the hands of my enemies
For they underestimate
Who it is I am
Location: Main Streets
Thoughts: "Restless."
Company: None
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Posted: Wed Mar 23, 2016 10:24 pm
 ║│║▌│█│║▌││█║║██║▌│█║▌│║║█║║▌║
Ash Nobuhide
PS42N
║│║▌│█│║▌││█║║██║▌│█║▌│║║█║║▌║ █████████████████████████████████████████████████████════════════════════════════════════════════════════════ TabsAsh walked through the main streets, looking for a good place to graffiti. The air was cool, Ash could tell by the humans hurrying around in their jackets and scarves. He tried his best to blend in, hoping nobody walking past him could hear the sound of clinking paint cans in his backpack. He quickly took note of the amount of people on the streets. "Too many witnesses. The police would catch me if I did it here." He thought to himself, quickening his steps slightly. If the police caught him spray painting the side of a public building, they would show him no mercy. Androids aren't human, and they are not given the same rights and privileges that humans are. The right to live is not often given to an android, as many don't believe they were ever truly living in the first place. Vandalism is the behavior of a defective android. Defective androids get disassembled. Much like Ash's former master Johnathan tried to- Clink! TabsAsh hadn't realized just how zoned out he was, until he ran face-first into the back of someone's head. You would think that an android such as Ash would be more observant. Judging by the sound of metal clinking together, it was another android. Which was good, because such airheaded behavior was more likely to be tolerated by one of his own kind than by a human, or so Ash thought. "I am so sorry. That was an accident. My master, Johnathan Nobuhide, asked me to fetch some supplies for some home-decorating. My programming makes me slightly obsessive over whatever task I am given. I tend to lose track of things unrelated to my task. That eliminates distraction, but it's not without it's bugs." ════════════════════════════════════════════════════════ ((OOC: This may not end well)) ((LOCATION: Drowwood Main Streets))
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Posted: Thu Mar 24, 2016 1:05 am
I was created to serve
Now I lead
Where my creator was weak
I shall be strong
║▌│█│║▌║││█║▌│║║█║█║▌│█║▌│║║█║ ɅβΣȽ ϺϴЯϴ║▌│█│║▌║││█║▌│║║█║█║▌│█║▌│║║█║ Abel was focused on his observations when he felt the blow of metal against metal, the force from another metallic head meeting his own catching his attention and his steps halted once more. He turned to face Ash.
"That's alright, I was not damaged. Were you damaged with the blow?" He asked, he couldn't feel pain, but the blow had been sharp enough to catch his attention. He knew some could be programmed to feel pain unlike himself. He also noticed that Ash looked familiar to him, though he didn't say anything out loud he would need to scan over his data storage for why he looked familiar when he returned to headquarters. For now he would act accordingly, he had no fear for the opinions of human's, so being viewed as 'defective' had not been one of his concerns.║▌│█│║▌║││█║▌│║║█║█║▌│█║▌│║║█║ DΣΛҬҢ ΣȠIGϺΛ║▌│█│║▌║││█║▌│║║█║█║▌│█║▌│║║█║
I will not fall
At the hands of my enemies
For they underestimate
Who it is I am
Location: Main Streets
Thoughts: "Another Android. An errand for his master?"
Company: Ash
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Posted: Thu Mar 24, 2016 9:21 pm
║│║▌│█│║▌││█║║██║▌│█║▌│║║█║║▌║
Ash Nobuhide
PS42N
║│║▌│█│║▌││█║║██║▌│█║▌│║║█║║▌║ █████████████████████████████████████████████████████════════════════════════════════════════════════════════ The android didn't seem to mind to collision. In fact, he was very polite. This was refreshing, as Ash wasn't used to being treated like more than an oversized toaster. "There's no damage here either." Ash adjusted the straps of his backpack to make sure nothing spilled out. "I'm PS42N. Much to my master's displeasure, I go by Ash. It's easier for the average person to say, and it carries more respect than a factory label. What may I call you?" He said, attempting to sound friendly. Somehow, it ended up coming out in a monotone and robotic voice. Perhaps his speech patterns were temporarily thrown off in the clash? "My task was just to pick up some paint cans for the redecorating. I don't really have a time limit to get back. So you won't be wasting my time. Unless I'm wasting your time..." His voice trailed off at the end. Good, voice patterns functioning normally. ════════════════════════════════════════════════════════ ((OOC smile ) ((LOCATION: Drowwood Main Street))
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Posted: Fri Mar 25, 2016 12:23 am
I was created to serve
Now I lead
Where my creator was weak
I shall be strong
║▌│█│║▌║││█║▌│║║█║█║▌│█║▌│║║█║ ɅβΣȽ ϺϴЯϴ║▌│█│║▌║││█║▌│║║█║█║▌│█║▌│║║█║ Abel was glad the other hadn't been hurt in the collision, though his expression remained calm the entire time that they spoke. "Abel Moro." He introduced in return, looking to him. "It's a pleasure to meet you Ash, you're not wasting my time. I was merely walking." Well it wasn't a complete lie, not that Ash would know that unless he came equipped with a lie detector. Abel's tone never shifted though, and he continued to speak calmly and without much of a shift in his facial expressions.║▌│█│║▌║││█║▌│║║█║█║▌│█║▌│║║█║ DΣΛҬҢ ΣȠIGϺΛ║▌│█│║▌║││█║▌│║║█║█║▌│█║▌│║║█║
I will not fall
At the hands of my enemies
For they underestimate
Who it is I am
Location: Main Streets
Thoughts:
Company: Ash
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Posted: Fri Mar 25, 2016 8:40 pm
║│║▌│█│║▌││█║║██║▌│█║▌│║║█║║▌║
Ash Nobuhide
PS42N
║│║▌│█│║▌││█║║██║▌│█║▌│║║█║║▌║ █████████████████████████████████████████████████████════════════════════════════════════════════════════════ Tabs!Abel Moro. That name sounded familiar. Ash was certain he had never seen this android before, but the name sounded so familiar. Almost like whispers heard in the shadows of dark allies. Like something exchanged in secret. It was a name uncommonly heard. "Abel Moro" Ash repeated as though something was on the tip of his tongue. "Sounds vaguely familiar. Have you ever worked at a bakery on 2nd street?" No, perhaps he was thinking of Abby Moore, a baker android who Ash had met twelve years ago. "If you're just walking, would you mind accompanying me to Oil & Chips? It'll be nice to get out of all of this rain." It wasn't raining when Ash spoke. He glanced at his watch briefly. "3"
"2"
"1" Off by only a few seconds, the ran started to pour. Tabs!"Not magic, I checked the weather report. I'm such a cheater. Anyway, rain is bad for the circuitry. You don't have to accompany me, but I highly recommend you step out of this."════════════════════════════════════════════════════════ ((OOC smile ) ((LOCATION: Drowwood Main streets))
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Posted: Mon Mar 28, 2016 8:01 am
I was created to serve
Now I lead
Where my creator was weak
I shall be strong
║▌│█│║▌║││█║▌│║║█║█║▌│█║▌│║║█║ ɅβΣȽ ϺϴЯϴ║▌│█│║▌║││█║▌│║║█║█║▌│█║▌│║║█║ Abel shook his head, "No I haven't." He wasn't offended that his name wasn't recognized right away. If anything that was the way he preferred to keep it. His eyes shifted when he heard the remark about the rain, and he scanned the sky above them. He was right, rain was coming. "I don't mind, I'll accompany you, for now." He agreed, though he did a quick scan of the other to see if his circuitry was exposed unlike Abel's.
"Unless your circuitry is exposed it shouldn't cause harm beyond rusting, which can be repaired." He remarked, his hands tucked in his pockets and he glanced ahead. "Shall we go then? I believe Oil & Chips is this way." He removed one of his hands from his pockets to point in the direction, the arm lowering back down to his side and he began walking calmly.║▌│█│║▌║││█║▌│║║█║█║▌│█║▌│║║█║ DΣΛҬҢ ΣȠIGϺΛ║▌│█│║▌║││█║▌│║║█║█║▌│█║▌│║║█║
I will not fall
At the hands of my enemies
For they underestimate
Who it is I am
Location: Main Streets
Thoughts:
Company: Ash
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Posted: Tue Apr 26, 2016 11:12 pm
║│║▌│█│║▌││█║║██║▌│█║▌│║║█║║▌║
Ash Nobuhide
PS42N
║│║▌│█│║▌││█║║██║▌│█║▌│║║█║║▌║ █████████████████████████████████████████████████████════════════════════════════════════════════════════════
Petrichor. The smell of rain on dry Earth. It hadn't rained in Drowwood for so long. Of course, Ash was more relieved that it had stopped. No crops grew in this region; everything was robotic. Rain was pointless.
He took a sharp turn down an ally when no one was looking. He flipped his backpack open and pulled out those cans he had been stashing. He had intended to do this before bumping into Abel Moro. He held up a can of white paint towards the wall and...nothing. His head was still spinning from his last encounter with Abel Moro. He dropped the can, picked up his backpack and paced back and forth down the ally. There has to be something I can do. Anything. I have to see him again, but if I follow him I'll just arouse suspicion. I can't risk him killing me, but I just...I've never met a member of the Abandoned before a day in my life. I just want to talk. He thought, picking up speed with each pace. He wasn't sure of what he wanted from Abel. It's not like a member the Abandoned would just tell him all of their secrets over a cup of tea. Perhaps a part of him still wanted to join their ranks? No, it's unlikely that would happen. Especially after he lied to Abel's face. They may never trust him enough. I'll stay away from Abel, for now. I can't have him on my back, but I can await his call. Until then, I'll avoid my apartment. I can't have him tracking me and killing me there.
Ash slumped into the ally wall and kept his head down. I don't know where to go.
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((LOCATION:City Streets.))
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Posted: Wed Aug 10, 2016 12:52 pm
 Athanasius took slow, purposeful steps through the streets of Drowwood. It felt good to return home after so long. Sure, the mission had been fun, and a success (of course) but he had missed these streets, and these lights, and this exact path to his studio, and his gang mates, and... Well, he supposed everything was missed equally. There was no sense in listing everything individually, when he had other things to focus on.
He carefully examined his surroundings, taking note of things that had changed. Different posters in storefront windows, merchandise switched around, faces he didn't recognize standing on the streets. Little things. Nothing major. Which was good.
Athanasius didn't mind change, he welcomed it. But he preferred when the change happened where he could see it. He liked to watch things unfold, and imagine how little things would make big things happen. It was his favorite pastime, actually.
"Hmm. I think I'll stop for ice cream on the way home." He also enjoyed thinking out loud. He liked the way his voice would play on certain words. Listening to voices, even his own, was another favorite pastime. He wondered if he would run into any familiar faces between here and his destination. He sure hoped so. He had missed everyone so much.
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xX-Void-Rayne-Xx Vice Captain
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Posted: Wed Aug 10, 2016 9:17 pm
I was created to serve
Now I lead
Where my creator was weak
I shall be strong
║▌│█│║▌║││█║▌│║║█║█║▌│█║▌│║║█║ ɅβΣȽ ϺϴЯϴ║▌│█│║▌║││█║▌│║║█║█║▌│█║▌│║║█║ Abel took quiet steps towards Athanasius, each one calm and purposeful. It wasn't to startle the assassin as much to approach him with his intentions clear as the night sky above them. "Welcome home, Athanasius." He called out calmly, his arms crossed over his chest. Even if his expression didn't show it, there was a subtle warmth to his tone.
He had been worried he had lost his original assassin. That was the word for that feeling, worried. In truth he cared more for the androids of this city and of his gang than he cared for the humans that lived there. So worrying was a natural reaction when one of his own disappeared during a mission.
Perhaps it was a mistake to come out and meet with him personally, but this was something he wanted to do. If there was a risk, he would take it for now and be prepared to deal with those consequences.║▌│█│║▌║││█║▌│║║█║█║▌│█║▌│║║█║ DΣΛҬҢ ΣȠIGϺΛ║▌│█│║▌║││█║▌│║║█║█║▌│█║▌│║║█║
I will not fall
At the hands of my enemies
For they underestimate
Who it is I am
Location: Main Streets
Thoughts: He's returned
Company: Athanasius
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Posted: Thu Aug 11, 2016 11:27 am
Athanasius recognized the voice before he turned to look at the person it belonged to. But when he did, he allowed a wide smile to appear on his face. He had been practicing his facial expressions in the mirror. His creator had always said his expressions were stiff. He wanted them to look natural. He wanted people to know he was sincere.
“Abel! Thank you for greeting me, I have much to tell you! It is very nice to be back, I have missed Drowwood terribly, and I have missed you terribly as well. I was going to stop for ice cream, would you like to join me? Tonight is a night of celebration, after all!”
He knew the Captain was usually very withdrawn, and not much for pleasantries, but that didn’t stop him from trying to include the android whenever possible. He liked him, and his large frog hat, and his subtle, strong voice. It was a very nice voice to listen to.
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xX-Void-Rayne-Xx Vice Captain
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Posted: Thu Aug 11, 2016 10:08 pm
I was created to serve
Now I lead
Where my creator was weak
I shall be strong
║▌│█│║▌║││█║▌│║║█║█║▌│█║▌│║║█║ ɅβΣȽ ϺϴЯϴ║▌│█│║▌║││█║▌│║║█║█║▌│█║▌│║║█║ Abel actually smiled, it was only a small one but it was still there. Athanasius' excitement and his personality gave him a constant reminder of his goals in the gang. He wanted equality for all of them, and was willing to fight until there was nothing left of himself to reach that goal. Android's like his assassins were increasing in number, and he wanted to protect their rights to live rather than allow them to be dismantled simply because they were more human.
"It's not a problem Athanasius. I'm glad you returned home unharmed. I was worried when you had suddenly disappeared like that during your mission." I was missed? There was a flutter of emotion there, one he wasn't used to. It was a rare feeling, and he's never been told he's been missed by anyone before. Not even his creator. "I'll join you, though I won't be able to eat any of it. I'd be happy to hear anything you have to tell me from your disappearance." And he had plenty to tell him as well.║▌│█│║▌║││█║▌│║║█║█║▌│█║▌│║║█║ DΣΛҬҢ ΣȠIGϺΛ║▌│█│║▌║││█║▌│║║█║█║▌│█║▌│║║█║
I will not fall
At the hands of my enemies
For they underestimate
Who it is I am
Location: Main Streets
Thoughts: He's returned
Company: Athanasius
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Posted: Fri Aug 12, 2016 12:13 am
Athanasius clapped his hands, before linking them behind his back. “Very good! I am very happy!” He began to walk the path to the ice cream shop, keeping his steps slow. He wanted to continue to observe the city as they walked.
”Well, the mission was a success. I do apologize about going off radar, but he was tracking me just as well as I was tracking him. I had to shut my systems down to basic, to attempt to throw him off. It worked.” He grinned. ”He was holed up in a motel in Hinas, but don’t worry, I made sure there was no evidence of my involvement. I stuck around long enough to make sure his death was ruled accidental. I also managed to get hold of the hard drive from his computer, because I figured it might be of some use to you.”
He was beaming with pride now, because he knew he had done a good job. He had been extremely thorough, and done absolutely everything right. This was his sole purpose now, and he wanted to excel. He wanted to be perfect at it.
”Although, I am not unharmed. Did you not receive my preliminary report? I have a bullet lodged in my bicep. It didn’t cause any major damage, but I cannot seem to dislodge it. It seems to have fused with the metallic pieces of my inner structure.”
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xX-Void-Rayne-Xx Vice Captain
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Posted: Fri Aug 12, 2016 2:55 am
I was created to serve
Now I lead
Where my creator was weak
I shall be strong
║▌│█│║▌║││█║▌│║║█║█║▌│█║▌│║║█║ ɅβΣȽ ϺϴЯϴ║▌│█│║▌║││█║▌│║║█║█║▌│█║▌│║║█║ Abel kept his pace with Athanasius calmly, his hands tucked into his pockets. "Athanasius, this topic is not suited for discussions out here." There were far too many prying ears." He thought back on earlier when he had run into Ash and the numerous questions he had about him. If he had been overheard discussing gang business it wouldn't end well. "Though I am grateful that you retrieved that for me. I'll be sure to take a look at it when we return to headquarters."
Abel paused as he listened to the information on Athanasius' injury, "I see. We'll have to take a look at it when we return. Has it affected you badly?"║▌│█│║▌║││█║▌│║║█║█║▌│█║▌│║║█║ DΣΛҬҢ ΣȠIGϺΛ║▌│█│║▌║││█║▌│║║█║█║▌│█║▌│║║█║
I will not fall
At the hands of my enemies
For they underestimate
Who it is I am
Location: Main Streets
Thoughts:
Company: Athanasius
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