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Post by lordtovel on Sept 10, 2011 11:10:50 GMT -5
I wonder what my son would think of an android? No, I won't randomly put a newcomer in so much danger. My life's work is almost complete... Suit sat down in his work shop, and pushed a button. An adamantium box rose out of the floor and numerous lights lit up around it. The box opened revealing a black orb. "Adding new weapon to Crisis Unit." A machine with a large vial and needle came down from the ceiling and stuck into him, draining some blood before moving over to the orb. a small hole opened up in the orb, as though it were expecting this. Suits blood, as well as all of the original Suit species, held their memory in their blood, but what he wanted to accomplish, he had little idea if it would produce results. He based it off of his Sons DNA (a sample he could only get while his son was in stasis), then supplemented it with his own. This device he called the Crisis Unit could take on the form of any weapon concievable, regardless or size or shape. He took the last century ensuring this. Eventually the orb gained its own pseudo-sentience however, and would only choose its wielder. and as of yet, had not chosen... "As soon as you choose someone, your completed..." he pushed the button again, the box closed, sank into the ground, and the room returned to normal.
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Post by lordtovel on Sept 12, 2011 18:13:48 GMT -5
Johnathan, often simply called Kid, quickly grew bored of the constant scoldings for killing the insects that its father insisted had importance. It did not see that importance. It had all of its parent's memories, and others which seemed to belong to neither, likely originating from previous attempted hosts. These memories gave it a significant amount of entertainment to explore, but when it came right down to it, Johnathan felt an urge that it yearned to fill. It decided that a plaything of its own creation would be much better. Its own best friend, that was not an insect. It wouldn't create another Suit-symbiote like its mother had, but rather a unique creature based off of it. Now it only needed some DNA, which it had secretly been collecting for just this purpose. Its last three playthings in fact...
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Post by Faolannus on Sept 12, 2011 18:48:41 GMT -5
Brahm walked around the satellite with his jumpsuit tied off at the waist, displaying his chest and abs. He walked past a room and stopped a moment and turned toward it. Bypassing the security parameters he opened the door and took a step inside to see a child. "This is intriguing..." Shifting through the virtual manifest in his mind. "You must be Johnathan."
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Post by lordtovel on Sept 12, 2011 19:13:15 GMT -5
Johnathan looked at the stranger and cocked its head. This one was not like the others. No heat emanated from the stranger, nor could any heartbeat be felt. Johnathan rolled three basketball sized orbs behind him. They were made of the same Suit-tendrils that a large portion of his body was made up of. "Affirmative. You are a Super of some kind? or one of the insects that scurry all over this Satellite?"
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Post by Faolannus on Sept 12, 2011 19:47:19 GMT -5
"I am Brahm de Dannan's replica android. I was built long ago to be an assistant to mo brathair Caydenous. I am programmed to the highest safety and security parameters to ensure the protocols are kept in line aboard the Feachatur. It is a pleasure to meet your aquaintance, Jonathan a.k.a. the Kid." He reached out a hand in friendship.
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Post by lordtovel on Sept 12, 2011 20:00:08 GMT -5
"Machine? No thank you, Bot, I have no need of another plaything right now. But... if you happen to die in the time that you play with me, Father can't get mad right? Cause you were not living to begin with! I would shake your hand, but my fingers are kinda sharp."
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Post by Faolannus on Sept 12, 2011 20:08:20 GMT -5
"Understandable, but it is, however, highly unlikely for me to go offline in the time I am in your presence. I was built to withstand even Caydenous's most furious attacks. In the off case something were to happen to him as did my brother Nuada." He swiftly cycled through a few gadgets on his left arm alone that made him look like a Swiss army knife.
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Post by lordtovel on Sept 12, 2011 20:59:35 GMT -5
Johnathan's eyes seemed to light up. "So, we can play?" the ship seemed to creak, as though it feared for its own structural integrity if faced with the prospect of Johnathan "playing".
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Post by Faolannus on Sept 12, 2011 21:48:37 GMT -5
"Judging by certain logs in the database, we will need to go to the training room for that to occur. I will go find Eastern Wind to see if that is okay as the Satellite needs all the energy it can spare to prepare the sublight engines and the hyperdrive for temporary interstellar travel." He said just as he turned to leave and do what he just said.
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Post by lordtovel on Sept 13, 2011 17:32:50 GMT -5
With the machine gone, Johnathan removed a large panel from the wall, revealing three containers large enough to hold a human body and then some, each holding a perfectly preserved brain. He carefully dropped each orb into their corresponding container, as though he knew which ones went where. The orbs partly unraveled and consumed absorbed the brains. within moments the orbs each tripled in size. Closing the wall he thought to himself 24 hours, maybe even less!
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Post by Faolannus on Sept 19, 2011 17:32:18 GMT -5
Brahm found suit and tapped the man on his shoulder. "Good evening to you, sir. Might I inquire something of you?"
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Post by lordtovel on Sept 19, 2011 18:12:25 GMT -5
"Sure, I got nothing left to do at the moment."
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Post by Faolannus on Sept 26, 2011 17:19:10 GMT -5
"Well it seems I met, Johnathan, the young child on board the satellite. In a short conversation with him, I thought it might be fun to give the child some recreation in the simulation training room. All of course only allowable under your guidance as necessary." He said with a courteous bow.
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Post by lordtovel on Sept 26, 2011 18:01:10 GMT -5
"Oh fuck, you want to see him 'play'? I made that mistake once and was hospitalized for 4 months. And I heal faster than humans do. I'll sit in and watch but be on your toes."
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Post by Faolannus on Sept 26, 2011 18:25:24 GMT -5
"I am outfitted with enough provision to take on Caydenous if need be, I see no harm in partaking in a healthy dose of recreational sparring and the like." Brahm smiled and canted his head to the side.
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