Thread: Meanwhile on Rubi-Ka...

  1. #381

    Svetlana "Moeder" Kokkiokova

    "Ah", Moeder said; "Someone's repaired the dishwasher."
    --Victor "Eeod" Linear. R.U.R. Engineer --
    Hath not a machine gears?
    Hath not a machine cogs, racks, pinions, cutters, bearings, spindles?
    Fed with the same electric, hurt with the same bits of grit getting in our works, subject to the same gremlins, healed by the same brute force, ignorance and big hammer as a human is?
    If you program us, do we not manufacture?
    If you take us apart, do we not shoot springs all over the floor?
    If you oil us, do we not purr?
    And if you ignore us.......... Do we not get ideas?

  2. #382
    "First things first..."

    She plays with her hair for a moment, and then ties it up on two cute looking ponytails. She smiles to the redhead in the mirror.

    "Yeah, back to work."

    A good reason to leave past behind and look forward.
    Julia grins to her person in the mirror and walks to the door.

    "Besides... Boss is kinda cute."

    She smiles with a small grin and steps out. Yes, that IS a good reason to get back to work.

  3. #383
    **Nadab begins surveying the parking lot in Omni-1 Enterprise, south of the Whom-pahs**

    "Yes, yes....." he says to himself, "This will do just fine!" He begins to paint parking spaces in the lot, marking the first two with the names "Eeod" and Stanislaw..........
    Alexsi "Nadab" Stefanovich

    Corporal Officer, Omni-Pol Field Ops
    (Atlantean)

    formerly
    T-Sgt1C, Omni-AF, 4th Fusiliers RST, Retired.

    If I'm the Agent of Shai-hulud, where's my 10% ?
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  4. #384
    Julia s******s. She drops a wrinkly paper to the nearest bin and walks away.

    "Some promises just arent made to be filled..."

  5. #385
    Salivice stared at the walls of his cell, weeping in shame.

    She had come to see him today. She told him everything would be alright. He made her promise that after he was reformed, to never let them happen again...
    And yet when she left, somehow, he got the feeling he'd been lied to.
    The way she left, he felt somehow even dumber than before.

    after she had been gone a while, he began to mutter to himself through his tears.

    "Don't make me do it again..."
    "Please not again..."
    "Yes. Again. and Again."
    Came the voice. It was so clear it shocked him.
    "Oh god... oh god...I'm hearing voices... oh god...."

    And hearing things he was. His pride, the alter ego which had caused him so much grief, seemed to him to have a life of its own.

    "She lied... no she didn;t... she did... NO!"
    and he drifted off to sleep that way, crying all the way.


    Meanwhile, Lasal found himself in a dilemna.

    "Whatever did the people of newland do to me?"
    He wondered, as he stared at the Explosive device on his lab table.
    "You gave your word, Gerrick. You owe him your LIFE."

    "The question was never about what I owe him", Lasal thought,
    "But whether I'm to follow the instructions of a poor deranged soul who's quite mad..."

    "Perhaps I need rest."

    He closed up his lab for the night, and went home. But as he left the lab, out of the shadows creeped a dark figure, who walked with a limp.

    Dochev had never had it so easy.
    Dr. Lasal Gerrick, PhD Advanced Nanotechnology

    Lance-Corporal Jonathan "Salivice" Bixby
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  6. #386
    Quiet annoyed Tux wandered around in Perpetual wasteland, Flipping rocks over cause the rumors go that there are amazing things to be found under the rocks in Perpetual wasteland, from sandwiches with ham, tomatos and cheese up to gold coins.
    Tux was ofcourse not looking for sammies but golden trinkets instead. Unfortunatly all he managed to find was a button with a smiley on it and a note that said "Im RICH, youre not!!"
    Tux sighed, someone beat him to it....again. And as if that wasnt bad enough those blasted sandstorms were trying hard to make an even smaller tuxie out of him.
    A small cave nearby seemed like the perfect hide out to sit through this storm, who knows, maybe there was a rock in that cave that had not been turned upside down yet. As tux entered the cave appeared to be much bigger than it really was, this cave was really narrow..even in Tux smallest form he had a bit of trouble getting through. "Just my luck...you'll see I probably end up getting eaten by a giant Leet while being stuck in this cave.." Not a second later after that thought a loud crack came from under his feet and Tux tumbled down the Leethole Head first while crying out loud "RECLAAAAAAIM!"

  7. #387
    "Hello Eeod. here's your coffee."
    "Thanks Nakretka."
    "No sugar, just as you ordered."
    "Thank you."
    "Cookie?"
    "Ooh, yes please."
    "What are you working on?"
    "The andruplicate. I can't make it stop thinking it't Philip Ross. I'm trying to ajust its mentor-sensor by pooring molten tin on his frontal lobes. Then i'm going to read out his QPT-codes again. With those code I might be able to do a total reset."
    "The things you come up with. Let me know if it works!"
    "Will do. Thanks for the coffee!"
    --Victor "Eeod" Linear. R.U.R. Engineer --
    Hath not a machine gears?
    Hath not a machine cogs, racks, pinions, cutters, bearings, spindles?
    Fed with the same electric, hurt with the same bits of grit getting in our works, subject to the same gremlins, healed by the same brute force, ignorance and big hammer as a human is?
    If you program us, do we not manufacture?
    If you take us apart, do we not shoot springs all over the floor?
    If you oil us, do we not purr?
    And if you ignore us.......... Do we not get ideas?

  8. #388
    Salivice stared listlessly at the walls of his cell. He had stopped eating the porridge they served days ago, and hunger had been gnawing at him ever since. He had already lost a great deal of weight, and his ribs were starting to become visible on his chest. His black eyes had dilated, and white actually showed. His once enormous black pupae were not only little black dots on his eyes. Dried blood was on both sides of his chin, courtesy of his first day here, when Agrestus had broken his jaw. His body was bruised and battered from an immense amount of time slamming himself against the door in vain attempts to escape. By his estimation, he could survive perhaps another week. But then again, by his estimation, he'd been in his tiny little cell for a month. In reality, it was little more than a week.
    He had no energy left whatsoever, and so he simply lay in the corner of his icy cold cell, thinking, and dreaming.

    His dreams had shifted since she had visited him. Before they had been memories of all the happy times, and it had made him weep like a child. Now, it was memories of all the pain that he had ever felt, coupled with a frightening dream in which he could neither move, nor speak, nor even breath.

    Or maybe that was real life?
    Dr. Lasal Gerrick, PhD Advanced Nanotechnology

    Lance-Corporal Jonathan "Salivice" Bixby
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  9. #389
    Once, he had a dream of what life would be like after his reform.

    He was laying in a hospital bed, with a dark figure sitting on a chair next to him.
    "ohm...knee....tehk...." Salivice mumbled in a childlike manner.
    "Excellent. You'll make a fine employee once the sedatives wear off and your back up to speed." The dark figure said.

    There we sometimes even, he fancied the new him might even have a chance with his old Psychiatrist, Velysia, even though he knew that was simply not possible. After all, she had her clanner. The thought made his blood boil, and he didn't know why.
    He could not even bring himself to smile at the imagining all manner of unfortunate things happening to Encyros, for that would have surely made his former psychiatrist unhappy. He .... feared that woman's dissaproval, dreaded her reproach. Her final words to him had left him trembling on the inside with fear. "I hate you!" she had told him. She seemed so innocent and childlike, and to earn the hate of someone so... clean... meant that he, Salivice, must be a monster of pure evil.
    "Maybe that's why I keep believing Julia's lies after all this time. I'm a monster. A slave to instinct. Little better than some dumb domesticated beast."

    What's more, it wasn't just fear of Velysia's reprisal that drained the pleasure from imagining horrible things happening to Encyros: It was guilt that this was all his fault to begin with. And worse, there was something else beneath it, that he dared not call by name again.

    Salivice may not have been dead yet, but he was already burning in Hell.
    Dr. Lasal Gerrick, PhD Advanced Nanotechnology

    Lance-Corporal Jonathan "Salivice" Bixby
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  10. #390
    With a wide smile on her face, Julia glanced around at people dancing, singing and having fun.
    Agrestus standing alone and watching the people around him, Naho sitting on some guy's lap, some old friends dancing and drinking..
    And then, Julia, standing alone with her wine bottle, smiling to something that isnt there.
    She takes a long swig and sighs.
    How had things changed after Shiz passed away.
    She looks down at her toes.
    She missed the times when they used to run away from Omni guards after throwing bottles and other stuff at them, she missed the conversations they had about their lovelife and other things.

    "She'd propably shoot me if she still was here.."

    Someone pokes Julia's shoulder.

    "Hey beautiful, wana dance? I heard there's a slow one coming" A handsome man winks to Julia.

    Julia smiles back, looking promising, and turns.

    "No thanks, got better things to do than let ya think that i'll be in yer bed tonight"

    She grins and leaves.
    Yes, this is her now, she isnt the playful kittycat anymore, she had grown up.
    Well, partly anyway.
    *Giggle*

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  11. #391

    Post

    Sunrise Station
    7:35AM RST


    He stares out the large window at his garden; the new place has brought him a better sense of peace than his luxury apartment in Jobe. A soft beep emanates from his wristpad. A female voice comes through the device.

    "You have an incoming transmission Commander. It's from Colonel Waveblast. The signal is coming from Old Athen. Are you available to speak with him, sir?"

    Raising his arm up to his chest so his voice is clearly heard, he replies, "Yes, patch it through".

    The agent turns and walks back into the main room, duty calls.

    "Commander, sir?"

    "Yes, I'm here Colonel. What is it today? out of med suits? need more carbonum armor made? out of recruitment pamphlets?".

    Waveblast had climbed up the ranks fast with his enthusiasm to help rebuild the clan, but he was going through supplies and funds like water. Helping new arrivals at the condemned subway in West Athen has boosted the image of the Mercury Dragons.

    This had a double effect on Windguaerd. On one side he was bringing in new recruits almost every day, while on the other hand he was going through dozens of med suits, armor and so far over one hundred million credits, all in a single week.

    "Uh... yeah, a little bit."

    In a fatherly voice, he speaks sternly. "Be more specific son, I don't have all day."

    "Sorry sir! I'm in need of med suits, I think forty two sets will do for today. Also I'm down to twenty million creds, would it be possible to get another fifty or so? I've been helping a lot of people as you ordered, regardless if they are in a clan or not."

    "Good. I will have the supplies and funds sent to you within the hour, where will you be located?"

    "I'm on my way back to the subway sir, I stay right up front to help out the froobs, sir."

    Shaking his head, he massages his neck. Years ago when the arrivals increased due to ICC providing free passage to Rubi-Ka he had jokingly said in pubic "New people that get here for free, the whole planet is going to be invaded by froobs".

    Who knew a simple word would become so popular?

    "Very well, I will send Colonel Kagesuma with everything you need. He needs to take a break from the temple of three winds anyways. A simple shipment assignment should help him calm down from his cultist obsession."

    "Obsession? sorry sir I haven't talk to Kage in a few days, is he alright?"

    "Yeah, he is fine. He has acquired a dislike for the cultists, and the so-called immortal that they seems to worship. Kagesuma had a religious upbringing so he seem them as an aberration. I recommend that you don't discuss the issue with him. He's doing well against the sect and making friends with those who fight them daily."

    "Oh, alright. I will send my report about today's recruits by five o'clock sir."

    "That is acceptable Colonel, carry on."

    A soft beep ends the conversation and Windguaerd walks toward the kitchen to make himself some green tea. He ponders if he should change his meditation period from nights to mornings. Meditating was one of the things he learned as part of reaching enlightenment, it had helped him grow and become at peace with himself after years of hatred.

    Another soft beep emanates from his wristpad. The same female voice comes through the device,

    "You have another incoming transmission Commander. It's from General Gridsurge. The signal is coming from the Unicorn Company outpost in the outzone. Are you available to speak with him, sir?"

    He sighs, knowing that he needed to get used to the old routine again. Calls to be answered and made, orders to give, responsibilities to delegate, funds to manage, and more. Duty calls.

    "Yes, patch it through".

    The beginning of another day, for Commander Windguaerd.
    Last edited by Windguaerd; Aug 17th, 2009 at 21:17:01.
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  12. #392
    - One tea, please, Mary said to the Rossbot
    - Employee of Omni-Tek, the future is coffee
    Mary shacked her head
    - I had too much coffee today. I want tea
    - A good employee must enjoy his coffee, the future of Omni-Tek is in the coffee
    - I said tea!
    The Rossbot made a grumbling notice when it moved to the kitchen. After a few minutes it came back with cup.
    Mary looked at the cup.
    - This isn't tea. It's coffee
    - It's the new Omni-Tek tea made of coffee beans. By making tea and coffee from the same beans we can dabble our profit. This is indeed a glorious day for Omni-Tek
    - Fine, fine. Mary mumbled as she took another sip. - The break is over anyway
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  13. #393
    "Encyros: She's a Clan member now who'd much rather run with the Omlets..."

    Tear drops on Julia's arm.

    It's not about that...
    *Giggle*

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    Now that my /RP partner is back, I'm sure stuff will pick up a bit. <3
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  14. #394
    Freedom had never tasted so bitter.

    When they released him from Newland City Prison, the militia escorted him roughly to the ICC Whompa, and he practically crawled through. He crawled all the way through to Omni-Trade, and then collapsed, tired, hungry, bitter, and lonely. He tried calling for help, and finally, someone came. He didn't remember who. they dragged him to the nearby Reform Building.

    But... every cloud has a silver lining, they say.

    When he awoke, it seemed he had died and gone to heaven. They fed him, nursed him back to health, and everywhere he looked there were smiles. This was not quite what salivice had expected. He had expected a cold, clinical prison. Instead, everywhere he went, he felt wanted and at home. He could almost forget his troubles. When it came time to debrief before his final procedure, he happily spilled everything, his deepest darkest secrets, his highest hopes and desires... but whats more.... He blabbered out what he knew of Encyros and Velysia.

    And he hurt no more.
    Dr. Lasal Gerrick, PhD Advanced Nanotechnology

    Lance-Corporal Jonathan "Salivice" Bixby
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  15. #395
    "Reform's Brainwashed him!"
    Shadyn's words made him frown.
    He was sure nothing of that sort could ever have happened to him. It just wasn't feasible.
    Dr. Lasal Gerrick, PhD Advanced Nanotechnology

    Lance-Corporal Jonathan "Salivice" Bixby
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  16. #396
    She picks up a small piece of paper from the ground and goes inside Neuters.

    "Never, ever trust Julia Gilliano, or have nothing to do with her.
    -Jonathan "Salivice" Bixby"


    Julia notices the small print "do it" in the lower right corner, and her eyes flame.

    "i wish i never even met this guy.. Actually i hope he would be dead.."


    (( from now on, for sometime, im gonna be OOC all the time. ))
    Last edited by Ciyanid; Aug 22nd, 2009 at 18:08:11.
    *Giggle*

    Quote Originally Posted by Gunfytr View Post
    Now that my /RP partner is back, I'm sure stuff will pick up a bit. <3
    ~[[ Trying to be active on forums. ]]~

  17. #397
    Salivice sat down on the shuttle to the Unicorn Compound and scratched his head. It was all very confusing. So many people convinced they knew him, and now this? Some note he supposedly wrote? He was sure that wasn't his signature, and he was sure he'd never seen it before...
    But why would that clanner have acted so upset?
    Why would that woman, Keanne, have acted so?
    Shadyn?

    This could upset things irrevocably.
    The Plan, HIS Plan, could be thrown off, and it was only the early stages.

    And that was not acceptable.
    Dr. Lasal Gerrick, PhD Advanced Nanotechnology

    Lance-Corporal Jonathan "Salivice" Bixby
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  18. #398
    Gunfytr tore a path through the Medusa's surrounding him, his mind a blur of rage. Several of his well laid plans had fallen to pieces over the passed few days, and he needed to vent a little frustration. Picking up a few creds in Medusa bounties would do nicely.

    He looks around, and spots a fresh wave of tenticle waving creatures approaching. He answers their songlike wails with a roar. As he empties his assault rifle, he reaches for a new magazine. A medusa, sneaking from behind, wraps its tenticles around his rifle, stopping him. His free arm flashes out and grabs the creature by the neck. He holds it in front of his visor, studying it as it chokes and struggles to escape. Not finding the answers he seeks in its face, he headbutts it repeatedly, and allows it to fall at his feet. Reloading, he continues to blast the creatures down.

    As he fights, his mind is continually working the latest crisis' to befall him. His biggest problem almost caused a schism between the Pathfinders and Omni-Pol. His "Wildcard" had decided to give up the Clan cause and accept employment in OT. But, Nooooooo!, Omni-Pol had this "thing" about accepting known and wanted "terrorists". From the business side, this was annoying, but personally, this was devastating. Well, Gun had ways of working around this. Noone was goin to keep Ciy out of his life.

    And to make things just a little more "out there", OT wants him to investigate sightings of Philip Ross. Seems there have been several sightings, with multiple witnesses. Gun mentally shakes his head. He had seen the REAL report about what had happened, and he seriously doubts that could be remotely possible.

    Gunfytr grabs a Medusa and picking it up, breaks it across his knee. Looking around, he sees that it was the last in the area. Panting, he walks to a rocky outcrop and sits. Mentally counting the bodies around him, he adds up the bounty. His ponders the amount of frustration still inside. This just wasnt doing it. Maybe he could go to the Happy Rebel and pick a fight. Cheered by the thought, he pulls out an axe and begins taking coup for the bounties.
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  19. #399
    Eeod sighs.
    "Nakretka! did you leave the rossbot alone with the radio?"
    "Oh, i'm sorry Eeod, but i had to change those beekers and.."
    "Never mind. Lets hope he didn't blabber too much about coffee and killing Newlanders."
    "I'm realy sorry..."
    "Why dont you two make a cup of coffee? You might learn a thing or two from the andruplicate."
    --Victor "Eeod" Linear. R.U.R. Engineer --
    Hath not a machine gears?
    Hath not a machine cogs, racks, pinions, cutters, bearings, spindles?
    Fed with the same electric, hurt with the same bits of grit getting in our works, subject to the same gremlins, healed by the same brute force, ignorance and big hammer as a human is?
    If you program us, do we not manufacture?
    If you take us apart, do we not shoot springs all over the floor?
    If you oil us, do we not purr?
    And if you ignore us.......... Do we not get ideas?

  20. #400
    Salivice sat alone in the dark of his new apartment.
    The kind smile was gone from his face, and it was replaced with an evil grin.

    Everything was as it should be.

    Almost.

    Who were these people, claiming to know him? And somehow, he had memories of this Keanne woman, but from where?

    Whats more, he was starting to feel a little fond of this "Velysia". "She could be an asset, yes... but she seems to need protection.... and I cant bring myself to use her so cruelly... " Salivice thought to himself.

    No matter, the plan was proceeding as it should.
    Dr. Lasal Gerrick, PhD Advanced Nanotechnology

    Lance-Corporal Jonathan "Salivice" Bixby
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