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TRIM / Re: Jailbreak, Part II: Electric Boogaloo [Daglobster]
« Last post by DragonSong on November 08, 2022, 04:29:29 pm »
"I--"

Annabelle groaned, pitching sideways as the world spun wildly around her. That had been a lot of magic, and ever since her last escape attempt her inhibitor had kept her operating at a fourth of her usual power, maybe even less. It was a shock to her system--quite literally--and in the aftermath her stomach churned and her vision blurred.

"I'm...fine," she managed to grind out, struggling to raise her head and meet his eyes.

Whoa...

"You're a live wire," she noted vaguely, gesturing almost drunkenly toward the skitterings of light that had taken up residence on his skin. "You look like...a night sky..."

She blinked, struggling to focus her attention, her vision, focus anything. "I--I didn't...kill anybody?" Her voice was tiny, pleading, and though the blue of her eyes was still electric as she stared up at him, there was a threat of tears behind them. She was tired, hurting, and now magically drained, but that was the only real question she could form. "Please tell me...I didn't kill anybody..."
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Solar System / Re: S.O.S. [Daglobster] [M]
« Last post by Daglobster on November 08, 2022, 12:24:05 pm »
The guards fanned ahead to clear the junction, while one stayed behind to guard Elaros and Maya. Elaros took the chance to look back to Maya. He could feel her stress through their contact, and while they had a moment, he wanted to do what he could for her.

He didn't say anything to soothe her, instead opting for a more animalistic gesture. With a low purr and a few chuffles, he nuzzled his snout into her shoulder. A cold Drakkon was often an anxious one, and Elaros naturally sought to share some of his warmth with her. She herself was warm-blooded, but the intent and primal purpose of the action shone through.

"It will be fine," Elaros murmured, pushing up with his snout until he could give her a brief nuzzle beneath the jaw, an action that was adorably chaste by Drakkon standards.

One of the guards, an orange-streaked male, gave Maya a very short, jealous glance at the display.

A guard came back and hissed the all-clear to Elaros, who finally parted his snout from Maya.

"My quarters are just up ahead. The guards will take me the rest of the way..." he started, meeting her eyes.
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Solar System / Re: Mind in a Can [Dragonsong]
« Last post by Daglobster on November 08, 2022, 12:08:14 pm »
"Well, I knew that, but a girl can hope, right?" Serina said. Still, it seemed she understood Lynn's words for what they were, and smiled with her when she tried to lighten the mood.

"Well, you wouldn't be the only one, if it came to that," Serina said with more determination than one would expect from a reedy looking grad student such as herself. With a steeling breath and one last look down towards the written runes, she slid her hands into Lynn's, fingers spread. She took another breath and relaxed.

"I'm ready," she said. Her crimson eyes met Lynn's.
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The Cancer / Re: Taillights in the Data Trails (Dragonsong!)
« Last post by Daglobster on November 08, 2022, 12:01:41 pm »
"Well, it doesn't have to clean us realistically, we are in a simulation. Maybe the water resets your avatar to its default state, or is programmed to remove anything that isn't "clean," hm?" he offered. He was sorely tempted to take the spot up right behind her, but instead he drifted out in front of her, fingers ghosting along her forearm as he moved past her.

"What's the old adage about a stranger's shower?" he murmured. He turned his focus to the shower itself, extending a hand towards the wall and focusing on drawing out whatever interface it may have. A rather common task for the average Net user, although to Pink it'd probably look like more computer magic as he pulled up a band of holographic controls that went around the shower's interior walls in a ring. It had everything, from water temperature, pressure, soap infusions, romantic lighting, the works.

"Holy shit, this shower's a fucking spaceship," Kayse said with disbelief, chuckling as he turned a holographic dial to raise the water's temperature juuuuust a little.

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The Cancer / Re: Droplets on a Razor's Edge
« Last post by Daglobster on November 08, 2022, 11:42:56 am »
(We got botted I'm shook. Also Seexa with the borger is too much for me T_T )

He couldn't help but laugh as she shouted, wincing internally as he thought about how much it hurt him just to speak at a normal volume. She wasn't exactly eating high cuisine, but Torien recognized that the raw steaks she'd had earlier was probably the closest thing she'd had to real food.

He watched her take her second bite as well before he reached down to the bag to get some more of the food out. Ever since Crembor had re-initiated many of his systems, his augmentations (and especially the new arm) had been drawing plenty of power. As a result, Torien felt famished, and he eagerly unwrapped a burger of his own. Settling with his side against Seexa's, he took a large bite with his sharpened chrome teeth.

"It is," was all he managed to say. As soon as the food hit his cybernetic stomach, it started being burnt like fuel. Another bite, and he was looking at Seexa with a goofy, satisfied grin, before his expression softened somewhat.

"Hold still a second..." he said, and he used his thumb to snatch up some rogue ketchup at the corner of her mouth, and then turned it to show her.

"You got ketchup on your face," he whispered and it took everything he had to not just laugh painfully.

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TRIM / Re: Jailbreak, Part II: Electric Boogaloo [Daglobster]
« Last post by Daglobster on November 08, 2022, 11:26:37 am »
A shot from Rigo cracked against the rock they were sheltering behind. During the pause, he'd popped back up to his firing position and drawn a bead, only to throw his aim off at the last second once he saw it was their objective and NOT Saendyr. He barked some warnings into his helmet, and Lauph made to move out of the way, but the lightning had already struck.

Lauph yelled, an infuriated sound that was a mix of pain and surprise as the electric current made his suit's servos go taut with electricity. Rigo threw himself back down behind the rock while Jess tried to dive away, only to get lashed by a whip of raging energy as Lauph's suit power drained into the surrounding air.

By this point, smoke was rising from the panels and joints of his armor while Jess, caught without her helmet off, shook fully in the throes of a near-lethal shock, alleviated only by the insulation she DID have on. Finally, when Annabelle ripped her hand back, the entire back section of Lauph's suit exploded outwards in a shower of electric bolts and scrap metal, and the thunderclap cleared the storm away from them for a few brief moments before it came blowing back in.

The whole time, Saendyr had simply turned off the electronics in his helmet and put his arms over his head. Lightning cracked and left black marks and scores against his armor, but while the white plates blackened, they did not buckle. The lightning that wormed its way past didn't seem to bother him, in fact...

Saendyr tried to turn his helmet back on, but found that it had been drained by the experience. With a small huff, he quickly took it off, allowing Annabelle to see his face. His dark blue skin glimmered with lines of captured elecricity like a night sky filled with falling stars. Lightning crackled in between the lines of the crests that ran down his head in neat corn-rows. Contained energy glowed underneath the bony ridges that formed his jaws and eyebrows.

He took a few breaths, breathing out a static-filled electric haze, before helping Annabelle sit up against their cover, staying close enough to her to protect her with his armor as he took another look up above their cover.

"I'm fine. Them? Not so much..." he said, looking over to Lauph, still twitching on the ground, and Jess, rolling around and moaning plaintively as she clutched at her head.

Without saying much else, he looked back down to her to meet her eyes. She'd be able to see some of her own lightning streaking around in his eyes. "You?"
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The Cancer / Miguelnop
« Last post by Hunterbuh on November 03, 2022, 09:54:05 am »
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The Cancer / Re: Droplets on a Razor's Edge
« Last post by DragonSong on October 19, 2022, 07:09:53 am »
Seexa smiled sheepishly at him, still dripping tank water from the ends of her hair as she cocked her head. “I’m glad…you don’t regret it.”

She started a bit when he laid his hand over hers, still unused to touch. But she adjusted quickly, unfolding her fingers from around each other so she could let her fingertips press lightly against the cool metal.

When he offered her the burger, she found herself leaning toward the smell of the food before her brain caught up with her. She sat back again quickly, but nodded. “Yes please.”

Cautiously, she took the proffered food and lifted it to her nose, sniffing curiously before she took a careful bite—a surprisingly delicate bite, considering the vigor with which she’d attacked the earlier steaks.

Her already wide eyes widened a bit further. “Oh…” She whipped her head around to stare at Torien. “That’s good!”

The shout made her raw throat ache, but she didn’t even care. Grinning, she took another bite of the burger, more enthusiastic this time, chirping and crooning happily all the while.
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The Cancer / Re: Droplets on a Razor's Edge
« Last post by Daglobster on October 14, 2022, 11:50:00 pm »
 Chrome Warrior.

It had always amazed Torien how powerful such a simple identity was. He remembered so little of his life before his reconstruction, that it was the closest thing he had to a proper identity. He’d heard it barked out over speakers so many times, by people who couldn’t care less of he lived or died. To them, he was just a chrome warrior, another in the long list of cyber-gladiators.

But to the few friends he’d made in the fighting pits, to Crem, he was The Chrome Warrior. He was a comrade, a confidant. Someone worth investing more than just spare parts in. And now… a hero? Well… someone’s personal hero at any rate.

“I don’t regret it, even if you did get me wet,” he said with a growing smile. Expertly holding the burger in one hand, he ventured out with his new limb and set the hand down on top of Seexa’s hands. The sensation of touch was still so marvelous to Torien that he ended up splaying his fingers against the back of her hand. “And I couldn’t leave you. Not in that place, with them.

He turned towards her slightly, resting one of his knees against her own.

“Here, try this,” he said, smiling as he held the steamy burger out to her.

“Real cooked food. Not raw steaks and fish flakes.”
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The Cancer / Re: Droplets on a Razor's Edge
« Last post by DragonSong on October 13, 2022, 07:35:46 pm »
Seexa trailed after him, moving in some awkward combination of a shuffle and a waddle—but at least she was waking on her own! She hovered a moment, but clambered into place when he patted the “seat” beside him. She sniffed curiously at the unearthed burger, sitting with her shoulder just barely touching his.

“You are.” She dipped her head so she could meet his eyes and repeated seriously, “You are free, Torien. And…I only am because you’re strong.”

She smiled gently and let her shoulder press a little more firmly against his for a brief moment. “…Thank you. I know I already—you didn’t…have to come back for me. She might…she might not have been able to hurt you if you just left…”

She sighed and let her head drop forward a bit, webbed fingers laced tightly in her lap. “Thank you for coming back for me…Chrome Warrior.”
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