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 Posted: Thu Aug 17, 2006 2:16 pm
The year is 25XX the world is run by Robots. Robots were built to help mankind, some seem to think that, and others have a different idea. The two top robotic Engineers are Dr. William A. Flight and Dr. James Mestro. Dr. Flight makes robots that work around the house and make doing hard work easier for humans. Dr. Mestro is Dr. Flights rival, he always hated Flight for making Robots for good. Dr. Mestro used to make weapons, then he wanted to get back at his rival so he made a Robot for evil, to cause chaos. Dr. Flight, after hearing that Dr. Mestro made a human killing machine went to his lab and prefected a therory he had about the AI. He successfully made a robot that could think on its own. He began to work on other robots for a task force to protect Human kind.
You choice which side you want to be on. Follow this Profile:
Name: (your robots name or human )
Model number: (age, if robot put a 0 before ur age, like 021)
Programming: (are u programmed for good or bad?)
Color: (only applies to the robots. Colors of ur body armor)
Sex: (robots have sex, just to determine the voice of the bot)
Designer: (only appies to the robots. Pick Dr. Flight to be good, or pick Dr. Mestro for bad)
Weapons: (what weapons are equiped on you. Busters, Sabers. whatever)
Other accessories: (sunglasses like Protoman. Or anything else like Hair)
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Posted: Thu Aug 17, 2006 2:18 pm
Name: Jay Model number: 021 Programming: Good Color: light blue body, rest of it is red Sex: Male Bot Designer: Dr. Flight Weapons: Dueling Busters Other accessories: Sun Glasses, charging blaster, booster jumping capability (Like Axls hovering) 
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Posted: Thu Aug 17, 2006 3:16 pm
Name: Oni Model Number: 018 Programming: Unknown Color: Black body, remaining armor is a combination of Blue, Black, and Cyan Sex: Male Bot Designer: Dr. Flight Weapons: Beam Sword, Single arm Buster Cannon Other Acessories: Silver Hair, Blue eyes, EMP, Experimental Boosters in feet (allows Oni to dash longer along the ground, dash in the air, jump further.) Double Jump. 
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Posted: Thu Aug 17, 2006 3:40 pm
Name: TAS Model Number: 0000, age: Unknown Programming: bad, elite experimental, cyborg Color: Green, Black, Black Chrome Sex: Male Designer: Dr. Mestro Weapons: Light Artillery Busters, EMP Sabre, Chaff Grenades, Probe bot Other Accessories: Cloak, Solar Energy Cords (hair), hooks, boosters 
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Posted: Thu Aug 17, 2006 3:52 pm
Name: Nova Model number: 024 Programming: UNKNOWN Color: Dark grey suit with black armor Sex: Male Designer: UNKNOWN Weapons: Arm mounted Mega Buster Cannon Other accessories: Spikey white hair(sticks out the top of helmet) 
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Posted: Thu Aug 17, 2006 4:13 pm
It has already been 2 years since Jay's creation, being the first of Dr. Flights creations with the freewill chip. the good Doctor had to be relocated because of the many attacks on his lab. Jay and the Flights other robots were scattered all over the world to keep the peace. Jay was relocated in New York. his home is in a garage in the slums of the New New York (not like Futurama)
His helmet is off and Jay types on a computer. He sits back in the chair to relax after a long days patrol. Nothing new, just local thungs. Seems like Dr. Mestro is on the low down. Jay sits back up and begins to type his daily report to the good doctor at his hidden location.
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Posted: Fri Aug 18, 2006 9:10 pm
Out in the desert of middle america a lizard scurries across the sand as a faint rumbling sound can be heard. The sound slowly grows louder and the ground vibrates then is suddenly ripped apart in a massive explosion. As the dust begins to settle something stirs in the heart of the crater. Dirt, rock, and metal shake then fall to one side as a nearly skeletal robot arm pulls its way out. The sun is still blotted out by airborne debris as someone slowly stands to their feet, a single eye glowing in the dim light. The person stumbles forward, grabbing a long peice of tattered cloth and wrapping it around their body before heading off into the sand beyond the hole.
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Posted: Sat Aug 19, 2006 3:59 am
"What the hell ark you've doingk over there??" shouts Dr. Maestro to TAS.
TAS is seen standing at the edge of a cliff overlooking a lush rainforest, staring off into the distance.
"I dont know Dr.... I just cant seem to get the images out of my hardrive. Its the one with all the humans and there is.. I think its pain" "ENOUGH OF THIS" Dr. Maestro cuts him off. "Its just a malfunction in your memory core that occured in your construction. You were created in my lab by ME! Your only flesh is your brain.. and umm, yeah I created that too so you are only thinking things that never happend, so get your s**t straight okay!!"
TAS slightly nods and begins to follow Maestro and they both jump onto a large rock. "Now TAS, I have a special assignment for you at H.Q. 39." Maestro taps his shoe onto the giant rock and suddenly 6 large spider-like legs lift it up and it begins walking swiftly behind a waterfall and into a cave.
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Posted: Sun Aug 20, 2006 2:25 am
Eyes slowly open within a medical chamber after having been repaired from damages dealt in battle a long time ago. The pod would soon begin to rumble as his eyes glowed and the computers operating system started going haywire, his power cell overloading hte system completely before the sytem suddenly exploded underground, the flames billowing upwards through a werehouse near manhatten.
From the flames the figure of a legendary reploid walked out. Silver hair swaying behind him as he calmly walked ot the streets, police filling the streets, guns pointed at this ones head.
Blue eyes moved along the buildings he'd never known exsisted till now. Head cocked to the side as the police order him to put his hands up, were they joking....? They partially assumed him to be a maverik and threatened to open fire. He never spoke a word. Oni was his name, and he'd awoken into a world he wasn't sure he'd be too fond of given this first impression.
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Posted: Sun Aug 20, 2006 8:39 pm
Jay jumps at the alarm. He turned to a monitor, on the screen was a blaze of fire and a Repoid standing with police around him. Jay enhanced the picture but was still unable to see the face of the reploid.
"I better go check this out."
Jay grabbed up his red helmet and ran over to a little speed board. It was quicker to take flight with the board then to go by car. He jumped on the board. The garage door opened and he took off.
Jay aproached the burning scene. He landed near one of the policemen.
"Whats the problem here?"
The policeman looked over to Jay.
"I'm glad your here. This maverick just blew up a warehouse. He hasnt moved yet. Your welcome to go out there and fight him or whatever you Hunters do."
Jay frowned, his shades were over his eyes as he walked pasted the police barricade to the blue and black Reploid.
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Posted: Sun Aug 20, 2006 9:38 pm
Blue eyes moved from the line of policemen towards the Red and Blue reploid. He still didn't move, not seeing a need to. Crimson flames danced behind him as he finally opened his mouth to speak, his voice calm and smooth. "..Who are you? someone they sent to fight me no doubt...." he said this calmly eyes narrowing toward the end of his statement.
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Posted: Sun Aug 20, 2006 9:54 pm
Jay stopped not wanting to alarm the Repoid.
"The humans think ur a Mavrick. I know your not you would have already could at me."
Jay pulls up the shades into his helmet. He exstends his hand to the Repoid.
"Your the original of Dr. Flights freewill bots? I thought I was the first. I guess he hide you."
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Posted: Sun Aug 20, 2006 10:07 pm
His eyes moved to the reploid then to the policemen suyrrounding them who seemed all to ready to gun him down. He rose a hand to calmly shake that of Jay's obviousely he didn't trust him by the look in Oni's eye, and he was ready to strike at anyone or anything that attacked him first. "that name....if we are to tlak...we will have to find a place a little less...occupied...."
A gun went off on the sidelines of the police cars as he rose his hand. Eyes shifted within moments to follow the bullet before he moved almost in the blink of an eye, passing pass the cops, guns, and vehicles to hold up a policemen in that next instant by his collar, eyes narrowing as the cops feet kicked underhim, unable to touch the ground though Oni was shorter than him.
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