|
|
Post by Sherwood the Kinda-Great on Apr 18, 2012 11:52:11 GMT -6
HK-47 simply looked at April with unfeeling photoreceptors. Statement: Perhaps your idea of a protocol states that. But the way my master made me, I was told to address all meatbags as such excluding him. Even then, I still do take some delight in calling him such things and hearing his threats. Oh, Master, how I miss your heartless, cruel ways. Do not be alarmed though, meatbag. I was merely programmed that way.[/font]
Alert: New target in the area. Total targets at 3.
Elevate combat readiness to 5.
Desigating primary target as unknown hostile.
HK-47's bodyplates suddenly extended slightly, rifle that was once upon his back now in his robotic arms. This was a position of combat, one that seemed to suit HK-47 rather well. Warning: It seems we have even more guests, this one much louder than before. If more meatbags arrive, I might have to attribute this to an attempt at a hostile takeover of my systems and deal with it appropriately.[/font]
|
|
|
|
Post by Queen Lori on Apr 20, 2012 3:12:00 GMT -6
I am called Raal. "It is a pleasure to meet you, Raal."
Statement: Perhaps your idea of a protocol states that. But the way my master made me, I was told to address all meatbags as such excluding him. Even then, I still do take some delight in calling him such things and hearing his threats. Oh, Master, how I miss your heartless, cruel ways. Do not be alarmed though, meatbag. I was merely programmed that way. What kind of a person would program an android in such a way? A protocol android at that. Something wasn't adding up here but without any evidence pointing to any one thing, April could only assume that his master was a douchebag. Something she wasn't too crazy about saying out loud. Speaking of loud, the woman would jump when she heard something else out in the distance this time not coming from Raal or HK-47.
Warning: It seems we have even more guests, this one much louder than before. If more meatbags arrive, I might have to attribute this to an attempt at a hostile takeover of my systems and deal with it appropriately. April spun around to see that HK-47 now had a weapon in his arms and she let in a worried gulp not wanting to find out what being on the receiving end of that would feel like. "Wait, no. This isn't a hostile takeover of your systems I assure you." April then looked back into the direction of the noise. "Show yourself, whoever you are! Don't try anything we have guns." Correction: HK-47 had a gun but a potential threat didn't need to know all of that now did they?
|
|
|
|
Post by Zabuza Midareta on Apr 20, 2012 15:09:31 GMT -6
Graecus gulped as he heard them call him out and say they had guns.
"If I live through this there is going to be Hades to pay," Graecus thought to himself.
He took a deep breath and spoke over the wall he was hiding behind, "Okay, listen I am not an enemy but how can I be sure that you won't shoot me on sight? I can't trust just any pretty voice I hear."
Graecus kept low but wondering if he should stay down. Then it came to him.
"If they have guns, I'm screwed no matter what. They can just shoot at the wall." Graecus growled at this predicament he was having.
"Okay, disregard that last statement. I'm standing up now, don't shoot and don't worry I don't have any ranged weapons so no matter what you'd win." Graecus yelled as he stood up slowly with his hands above his head like a POW.
|
|
Raal
Demon
Best Duo
Who?
Posts: 147 
|
Post by Raal on Apr 20, 2012 15:28:05 GMT -6
Raal nodded slightly, acknowledging April's hello. He heard a new voice, but remained quiet. All of these people were popping up, and one of them wasn't even organic to begin with. Strange world. Even stranger was the machine calling the female a "meatbag", of all names. He also seemed to be a paranoid thing, thinking everyone's out to get him.
He didn't blame him. |
|
|
|
Post by Sherwood the Kinda-Great on Apr 20, 2012 17:08:53 GMT -6
Correction: I have a gun, and I will use it if hostile action is taken. Without hesistation. Now drop your sword and identify yourself.[/font] HK-47's blaster rose to aim at the newcomer's head. He was not about to take any chances with the new arrivals. Many times has he been slowly surrounded by hostiles who seemed friendly at first, namely the Czerka Corp members back on Anchorhead. This would not catch him flat footed again.
|
|
|
|
Post by Queen Lori on Apr 20, 2012 18:47:56 GMT -6
Okay, listen I am not an enemy but how can I be sure that you won't shoot me on sight? I can't trust just any pretty voice I hear. April rolled her eyes at the pretty voice comment. "Is that right?" Okay, disregard that last statement. I'm standing up now, don't shoot and don't worry I don't have any ranged weapons so no matter what you'd win. "Like I thought," April mumbled. About to speak again until,
Correction: I have a gun, and I will use it if hostile action is taken. Without hesitation. Now drop your sword and identify yourself. Annoyed, April spared a glance towards the android. "You just had to go and tell him you were the only one armed, didn't you?"
|
|
Raal
Demon
Best Duo
Who?
Posts: 147
|
Post by Raal on Apr 20, 2012 19:01:51 GMT -6
Really? Did the robot just say that? Seriously? Damn it all to Hell.
Raal kept a straight face, his body language unchanging. In fact, his body was as still as a statue, not bothered by the ice. If a fight did break out, he would stop it and persuade them to see reason. If not, then he would jump in and repel them both. The invisible psychic shield protecting him was up at all times, so even if he was getting shot at, they would bounce off harmlessly.
The psychic demon was indeed armed, but not with physical weapons. If push came to shove, he'd use them. |
|
|
|
Post by Zabuza Midareta on Apr 20, 2012 19:10:09 GMT -6
Graecus stepped over the short wall with his hands still above his head. He walked until there was about 15m from the trio.
"Okay, I'm putting my swords down. I promise, I won't use them," Graecus spoke fast not wanting the robot to shoot at him. He grabbed the hilt to his Roman Spatha and pulled it out of its sheath and put a second hand on the blade.
He slowly crouched and put the weapon down. His hand went slowly to his hip and pulled out his Greek sword from his belt and placed it down as well.
"Now, I'm going to kick them over to you, don't worry, they're not armed with explosives or anything." Graecus glared at the bot as he said the last part. He moved his foot next to the swords and kick/shoved them toward the trio.
"My name is Graecus Kaer, Son of Perses, the Titan of Destruction and Peace." Graecus spoke proud of his heritage as he put his arms back down to his sides.
"Now that I have I.D.ed myself it's your turn." Graecus glared at the group for taking his weapons.
|
|
|
|
Post by Sherwood the Kinda-Great on Apr 20, 2012 20:01:02 GMT -6
Target: Humanoid, unarmed.
Target prefers close quarters combat. Preparing combat scenarios for processing.
Target threat level decreased. Returning to non-combat position.
HK-47 dropped the combat stance slowly upon analysis of the man. Body armor slid to normal and the rifle was equipped back onto HK-47's back. Statement: I am HK-47. Protocol droid equipped with a healthy combat package for hazardous worlds where I am sent. Excuse my hostilities. Many times have I been surrounded in such a manner to be procured for barter in later areas. I am not about to let that happen again any time soon. [/font]
|
|
|
|
Post by Queen Lori on Apr 21, 2012 17:24:05 GMT -6
April simply watched the event unfold as the new arrival gave up without resistance and the situation calmed before it could begin to get intense but one statement in particular would earn the woman's full attention. My name is Graecus Kaer, Son of Perses, the Titan of Destruction and Peace. "Is he serious? Are you serious?" April couldn't believe it. This man were either pulling their legs or was an escaped mental patient. The android she could accept. But someone related to a figure of Greek Mythology? No. That couldn't be right.
|
|
Raal
Demon
Best Duo
Who?
Posts: 147
|
Post by Raal on Apr 21, 2012 17:57:10 GMT -6
"I am Raal."
He briefly bowed to Graecus, a harmless gesture at best. His mind, though, memorized the Titan boy's brain waves as a marker, or like a scent to a dog. To memorize HK-47, he had to memorize the speech pattern and any commonly used phrases, as he didn't have an organic brain to memorize. April's brain was easy to memorize.
The information was stored for later. |
|
|
|
Post by Zabuza Midareta on Apr 25, 2012 18:54:47 GMT -6
Graecus listened to the droid speak about what and who it was. He nodded, a gesture that he understood and was able to understand why it was so unnerved with three living, breathing organisms surround him almost. "I understand why you are cautious about engagement. You must have seen so much of it." Graecus spoke feeling bad for the robot, even if it was made for such scenarios. Then the woman burst out with her ludicris statement about him. He tuned his head and faced the woman.
Graecus spoke in a very serious tone, that had a hint that he wasn't happy with such things about him, "Yes, I'm serious. I am dead serious. The Gods and the Titans are real, I've seen them with my own eyes. Kronos, Gaea, Atlas, and my father have all contacted me in the past. I have talked with the Greek God of wine, Mr. D, is what he likes to go by now. I've also met Mars, the Roman God of war. Do not doubt my heritage, or my power, after all I came falling out of the sky and made a wall fall over to save myself." Graecus stared coldly at the woman.
|
|
|
|
Post by Sherwood the Kinda-Great on Apr 28, 2012 21:18:33 GMT -6
Commentary: It seems a collision of realities has occured. None of us are even supposed to be here, but a rift in time and space must have changed the way things are occuring where we are from. I am unaware of the state of our capabilites, and if they could even work against one another. Statement: A excersice in combat against one another, preferably resulting in another's death, should be sufficient in solving this conundrum. Hypothetical warning: Failure to test this could result in reality breaking and making the universe implode, but because this has never occured before, my guess is as good as any. Hence why we should run tests.
|
|
|
|
Post by Queen Lori on Apr 29, 2012 5:04:05 GMT -6
Yes, I'm serious. I am dead serious. The Gods and the Titans are real, I've seen them with my own eyes. Kronos, Gaea, Atlas, and my father have all contacted me in the past. I have talked with the Greek God of wine, Mr. D, is what he likes to go by now. I've also met Mars, the Roman God of war. Do not doubt my heritage, or my power, after all I came falling out of the sky and made a wall fall over to save myself. "Okay..." April backed away, getting a little closer to HK-47 in case the other man tried anything.
Commentary: It seems a collision of realities has occured. None of us are even supposed to be here, but a rift in time and space must have changed the way things are occuring where we are from. I am unaware of the state of our capabilites, and if they could even work against one another. April looked towards HK-47 more confused than before. A collision of realities? A rift in time and space? How can any of that even be possible? But before she had time to ask the android would continue.
Statement: A excersice in combat against one another, preferably resulting in another's death, should be sufficient in solving this conundrum. "What?"
Hypothetical warning: Failure to test this could result in reality breaking and making the universe implode, but because this has never occured before, my guess is as good as any. Hence why we should run tests. "I-I object..."
|
|
Raal
Demon
Best Duo
Who?
Posts: 147
|
Post by Raal on Apr 29, 2012 20:56:24 GMT -6
That robot was scrap if he tried anything threatening.
Raal wasn't going to take infighting. Not when there could be so much more at stake. This wasn't going to go well for any of them if this continued. He could at least get the droid's attention away from the others with that weapon of his. Something moved beneath his makeshift cloak. It was a finger, slim in appearance but ending in a slender, seven inch long nail-claw. The clawed finger pointed at HK-47's gun, electric-esque purple energy sparking from the clawtip.
"Are you trying something, machine?" |
|
