Futuristic All That Remains (Post Apocalyptic / Sci-Fi / Realistic Rp)

[Andraus]

Apollo Von Braun
Location: Haven City, Underground
Time of Day: Nightfall
Tags: Mistory Nothingness Kloudy Aether1
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Apollo would sigh, relieved that this did not have to turn into a firefight. The group had to cut engines for now, due to the robots scanning above. They'd have to be radio silent, which meant using their Tank-Bus rig was out of the question until it was over. Thankfully, they had the supplies to last until then. Apollo would then signal for the woman in the armor to come towards his group, as they began to make camp. They pulled out some folding tables and throw rugs/blankets, as they began to make themselves comfortable, keeping a distance from the creature as to not offend it or intrude upon it's territory.

The guards would begin unloading their wares, obviously attempting to ensure they kept up the image as traders. The one that had previously been shot gratefully took the position as the machine gunner, grateful to be sitting down as he tended to his leg. Apollo would be looking at the things that the creature said were too big for him to use. These would be useful, and they'd save time. Snapping his finger as the one free guard would begin helping him unload them, Apollo would then look at the guards who were unloading the wares.

"You two! How is the rig?"

"Good Condition, Sir! Plenty of rounds left in the 50 cal, and we still have half a power cell left in the fuel slot."

"Replace the cell with a full one. I'm not taking any chances, for as soon as we can, we leave. Should have a crate of them in the back. " Apollo said. They had power cells, and more than a few! Could they be willing to sell them?

The men would go to replace the power cells, as the others tried to make themselves comfortable. However, as they began doing so, the bombing would happen- The area around them, thankfully, wasn't hit or destroyed, but the shock-waves could be felt. Apollo would look around, holding onto the side of the Tank-Bus as it shook. When the shaking was done, Apollo would speak up. "Cancel that, we're gonna have to bunker here for tonight. Place will be swarming with bots soon enough, it'd be suicide to venture out." Apollo said, knowing that they'd have bots all over the place momentarily.

The men would proceed to set up a cooking station, and began cooking up some meat, and what looked like fresh produce! They would open up a nearby crate, and pull out typical morale rations on the road- Whiskey, Candy, and Cigarettes. Apollo would attacking the computers and towers to their appropriate spots, cracking his knuckles as he got to work. The other guard was looking through the parts and tools, obviously the groups mechanic.

The girl, Karliah, would bound up some tools, before walking over and placing them on the rug. She'd rub her forehead, before looking over at Stone's cassette, and would raise an eyebrow. "Things a bit beat up, Mr. Mutant sir. I'd be willing to fix it, if you'd like?"

The guy who went to hook up the cell would sit by the stand of supplies, placing down a crate of power cells near him, as he went to working on his rifle. It was an old M16 assault rifle, with the words 'Never forget' scribbled on them, likely a hand-me-down from an age long passed. When he saw the man walking past, he'd speak up. "Hey buddy! C'mere, I gotta special deal for ya."

The man would gesture towards everything he had- He was acting the typical salesman part. "Got everything you need for the day to day. " He said, tapping on one of the boxes with fresh produce. "Got your vitamins and minerals right here, fresh from the farm." He said, before pointing towards canned and packaged goods. "Also have stuff you can eat on the road, if you're making long-distance travel."

He would then gesture towards a pile of medical supplies. "Got everything here for your basic scraps, illness, or injury....or if you're more into the 'recreational' treatment, got that too." He said, before then pointing towards a pile of weapons and ammo. "Got everything you need to put the hurt on your enemy- From Combustion to Energy weapons, side-arms to explosives, hollow point to armor piercing!"

He would then notice the static coming from the male, and give a chuckle. "Oh? You're an augmented? Got just what you need. " He said, finally pointing to the energy cells and electronic scrap. "Got plenty to sell. Do give a holler if you spot something you need. " He said, going back to working on his gun.

 

[Aether1]

Alana Durwill
Location: Haven City, Underground
Time of Day: Nightfall
Tags: Nothingness Kloudy Mistory Andraus

Alana's fingers twitched and her gaze view hazy, adrenaline hit her like a speeding truck, and instinctively she entered a pseudo-phalanx position at the beast's answer to her intrusion--her shield wasn't going to stop that club--but he was a large target, without finesse; nothing was going to stop that energy blade piercing all that flesh, no matter the size or bulk. "Alright beastie, let's see what you're made of." The woman ushered quietly to herself, a million combat strategies mapping into her mind; Sylvia working quickly to scan the surrounding for any, and all advantages or movements she could take. The suit wasn't exactly built for agility, but the mobility advantage was certainly hers; no mindless one knew how to move properly, after all.​

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Without warning, a loud screeching grinded against the tunnel behind the beast-. She'd heard the sewers since their decline, were utilized as pseudo-transport hubs, but she never really believed the idea. This proved her wrong, whether that would be a blessing or a curse was yet to be seen, as now she wasn't faced with just an abnormally large brute, but also a heavy-duty squad of armed soldiers, whether they were bandits or some sort of faction she had no idea, but if hostilities did break out those guns would be targeting the monster. She could make an escape, no matter how temporary, that much was certain.​

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In a swift--yet surprising--change of events, a gunshot echoed throughout the darkened underground caverns, accompanied by the writhes and squeals of one of the soldiers, a man who was poised to shoot the behemoth; then in all his grandeur, did the decorated leader of this expedition make his appearance, paired with an authoritative speech. \the sky-high tension seemed to slowly dissipate as the man attempted diplomacy with the mutant, offers of trade, and tales of merchants, pouring from deceitful lips.​

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These weren't traders, this was the SI. Several seconds elongated into painful minutes, Alana stood still as a statue, as if willing the earth to swallow her whole, she didn't dare speak to Sylvia for fear of a single word causing the room to break out into a frenzied bloodbath. As interesting as a talking mutant was, it didn't make her any less inclined to either put an energy blade through it's skull or to flee in the opposite direction; the SI's presence only made matters worse, they were an immensely powerful faction, yet not one she agreed with.​

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Snapping out of her rampant thoughts, Alana hesitantly blinked several times, eyes locked onto the oversized finger, outstretch towards he steel-frame. The beast thought she was a...robot... commanded by the SI? It made sense, what it didn't do, was make her any more comfortable. Seeing as the creature was playing nice with the armed regiment before her, the assumption she was wit them didn't hurt her chances of survival. Slowly, she retracted the energy-fuelled sword and board back into the wrist-mounted plasma compartments, shifting on her feet awkwardly at the sheer insanity of the situation.​

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This was easily the weirdest experience to date, luckily it wasn't the most disastrous... yet. Yet before Alana could turn and flee like a sprite deer, pursued by a lion; the leader of the SI squad beckoned the woman over, clearly not believing her to be a robot. Letting her breath finally relax, Alana sighed deeply and paced forward several steps. In truth she knew without question she wasn't escaping their attention that easily, and outrunning the SI was even less likely than outrunning the mutant.

"Thanks... I...think?" She said hesitantly to the SI officer, her voice masked by a robotic voice changer, resulting in a deep mechanized monotone In the form of words. She could have even passed for a robot with the voice, nut not with the exaggerated shrug that followed closely after the sentence.​

 

[Mistory]

The mutant grumbled,eyeig the group as they set up. And now apparently 20 people knew his home. He nwver hought he'd see so many people at once...
As he shifted, working on the wires. One of the soldiers soon came up, offering to repair his caset player. He was weary, but gave a sharp nod, looking through the wires that lined the walls. It was clear he worked hard to keep the circuits and wires in good condition. The room showed he had put in alot of effor in getting his makeshift powergrid functioning. He snarled, noticing the lights flicker. The thunderbird was doing its run. thats what he called the massive airship. A flyong monster that carried thunder with it, and left destruction behind.
However, this was different. Sudenly half the lights went out, and he growled, looking about. No stones had fallen. It wasnt likely the problem was here. The generator must have been damaged...
He gave a growl, shifting as he shuffled about, pulling what looked to be the headlight of a car,and an old car battery. He shouldered the battery, and tightened a knob. The light flickered to life, and he made his way to the entrance of the sewer once again. Honestly he didnt care if these people were here. As long as they left his caset player alone... Aether1 @happydeath
Andraus Kloudy

 

[Cheshire Grin]

Subject 13: Theresa

Theresa never understood why Two Legs are so destructive. Now Two Legs have destroyed home...and yourselves. Theresa

Form: Partly hairless, fleshy upper torso
Mood: Curious, hungry, and sneaky
Location: Sewers
Time: Night
Tags: Anyone~

The sun had gone down not too long ago, at least, that was what one of the mice said to a messenger rat. However, once it got the confirmation from another mouse and a rat, then the message was sent. The little rat scurried from the large broken building, its long finger-like feet allowed the rat to climb and run without being detected. The mice followed behind before going through the gutter system from one of the floors they were on. The Rat messenger, Malius, watched as the two mice, Miki and Moki, slid out of the gutter, spinning in circles before crashing into the large male rat. Moki squeaked apologetically, standing up quickly as Miki stood as well.

Malius sighed before scurrying away, quietly maneuvering around the machines that were around, they had to make it to the woods, the scan was going to be happening soon so they had to make sure to tell their leader. They climbed over the large blunders and scattered holes before finally making it to the woods, or what was left of them. Making sure not draw the attention of the metal giants around them. It would be a while, but they made it to the dense forest. The two mice and rat crawled up a small rock as they started squeaked and jumped on their hind legs, trying to get the attention of the large person who had her back hunched over, appearing as if she was digging into the ground as she hummed to herself. The squeaking got her attention as the hunched being slowly rose her head. However, unlike most, the hunched being's size increased before turning her head slowly towards the squeaking trio.

Within her blood-stained maw was the body of a small rabbit. The trio jumped back slightly, seeing their leader was a bit unsettling at times. Her face down to the mid section of her torso was nothing much bone, muscle, and tendons. Her skull was clean before the blood and stained her fangs and other parts of her mouth. Walking on her clawed hands and feet, the creature looked at the trio with black empty eye sockets. The rat, Malius, squeaked before the much larger female looked up in the direction of what was going on. Things were starting to happen, the large creature named Theresa looked towards the three before gesturing with her head to follow her and started running towards a nearby manhole. The dirt was dry so dust and dirt kicked up with each trot made.

Theresa finally made it to a manhole before removing the cover with her blood-soaked claws and held it up, allowing the two mice and rat to crawl underground. Theresa looked back for a moment before quickly climbing into the manhole and dug her claws into the crumbling ceiling and clawed her way into the foul-smelling sewers. Carefully digging her claws into the ceiling and wall before starting to walk on the ground. Her towering height of ten feet now cut in half as he made her way through the tunnels, within her fangs the body of the dead rabbits. A bit of her saliva falling from her lips as her tail swayed about, carefully picking up, Miki, Moki, and Malius and placed them on her back. The sounds echoing off some surfaces helped create the around they were in, allowing Theresa to walk through the broken tunnels, some of the blood dripping on the ground as she continued walking, keeping out of sight from the scanner above and, hopefully, avoid any Two Legs.

 

[Kloudy]

Cassius Caesar Danning

Well, that hadn't been quite what he had been expecting, but Cassius couldn't change it now. The augmented fellow had simply walked in as if he had a cloaking field up, which he didn't. Of course he was immediately spotted by the guardsmen standing nearby, but what surprised Cassius was the easy way he reacted to some stranger suddenly just appearing from a side access door. No alarm, no surprise, no hostility - quite the diplomatic trader as the man immediately began selling his pitch. These people must be desperate for some kind of supplies. Another thing that got Cassius' attention was the mention of a large stock of power cores, an invaluable medium for currency nowadays that he definitely could use more of. Cassius did have a bag of various items slung over his back, so perhaps he could also trade for something.

Sighing resignedly as he so frequently did, Cassius followed into the sewer tunnel and approached the bus-tank and its tables of wares with a wary eye of his own. Food for both long and short trips, ammunition of sorts, a few weapons and some bits of armour, amongst other miscellaneous items of trade. Glancing over at his augmented friend and deciding he would be okay for now, Cassius made his way over to the leader of the SI cautiously, ever the epitome of distrust. He hadn't survived this long by acting thoughtlessly around those he didn't know. Stopping just short of the man, Cassius raised a hand awkwardly in a gesture of greeting before speaking up behind his gas mask, "I heard you had some power cells in that vehicle of yours. I was wondering if you would consider parting with a few in exchange for some things?"

Now, he wasn't entirely sure what the man was after that he could use as trade, but Cassius did actually have quite a few rare items that could be considered quite valuable. He awaited a response before opening his bag, but he knew it held several advanced electronic components that could used to repair or upgrade electronic devices, some he had scraped from machines of various kinds and some he had created himself. He also had some weapon modification components for laser rifles and pistols as well as an underground map he had drawn of the sewers in this area. He had drawn it over the time he had spent running about in them, evading the robots to discover more loot spots and the likes. He had a few, because he knew he'd probably end up trading them at some point and this was certainly the perfect opportunity. Of course, an obvious question was why did he need so many power cores? He was working on a project, one that had been taking him a couple of years to complete, and it required in immense source of power to allow it to function. By his calculations, if he could fill his bag then he could complete it today. The very thought of it actually elicited emotions of excitement from him, enough to make him briefly smile for a moment. With this, he could change lives, it would be the dawn of a new life for him, one where he could offer refuge to his own colony of people from the horrors of the wastes beyond and perhaps fight back. It was just one sewer deal away.

Nothingness Aether1 Mistory Andraus

 

[Nothingness]

Hiroshi Yoshimitsu

Location: Haven City ; Sewers
Time Of Day: Nightfall
Tags: Kloudy Mistory Aether1 Andraus

After the hooded male known as Hiroshi had traversed the large room that held the many people from both the vechile as well as the large brute that was going to attack whoever it was that was within the metallic suit and finally of course the man who had assisted Hiroshi down to this place to begin with. Making his way to continue towards the next tunnel that would soon enough lead him to the next portion of the sewers, the hooded male had made sure to keep his gaze downwards for another few moments before a male unfamiliar voice called out to him to attempt and get his attention, arching a brow in silence as Hiroshi directed his gaze right on over towards the seller who was offering valuables of different sorts through trade; Hiroshi had only watched in silence as he stared down at the many different parts of electrical components, food and weapons all around the tables that had been set; none of which had actually given much care to the male at the time being; sure he had a few things to trade but trading with complete strangers who just called out to him randomly wasn't something that Hiroshi did often unless he really needed to do so.

Rather, as the hooded male had soon enough reached the entrance to the next portion of the sewers, before even thinking of continuing any further since he wasn't aware of where the male who assisted him was or rather wasn't sure where his little 'workplace' exactly was at; all that the hooded male could do from there was stand there and wait while he had done whatever he needed to at the time being. Sighing in annoyance as the constant sparks electrocuted through his arm and leg every so often, Hiroshi had eventually helped himself down to sit upon the slightly damp flooring of the sewer by the entrance into the next tunnel; opening up the latch around his right arm, he inspected the damage further while making sure that things weren't growing more serious than they needed to be.
Soon enough, without so much as a warning; the entire sewers had began to shake and tremble as the sounds of nearby massive explosions echoed from above ground. Shifting his gaze at his surroundings as the ceiling of the area shook followed by dust coming from the top, it appeared almost as though the entire area wanted to collapse in on itself but luckily nothing came down. The most of which had happened was that the power went out but yet the large brute had been able to hook up a strange device from the side to bring back light into the large room for the time being; immediately right after, a large portion of the ceiling right where the hooded male had sat quickly dropped in an instant to come down onto the male's head. Directing his dark gaze upwards in utter shock, rather than allowing himself to be crushed and ended on the spot; he immediately raised his damaged right arm to come into full contact with the large piece of cement and quickly break the piece in two to keep him from being harmed.

Wincing in pain as the sparks grew more from just that one simple punch, Hiroshi immediately pulled his right over his chest as he nearly cradled it with his left arm from the severe pain that it sent through his body. Instantly, right as he held onto the arm; low coughs began to escape from the male's lips that came out not dry but yet small bits of blood stained the sleeves of his hoodie. Even if the pain of his damaged limbs followed by the injuries he had from the battle of escaping the bots above ground were one thing that could easily be fixed; it never changed the fact that he was born defected still and having an illness that affected your breathing was never the greatest addition to being injured at the same time.
Soon, once the shaking had came to a slight halt all around them all; the hooded male once more raised the latch from his arm to continue his inspection upon the mechanical parts of his arm and leg. Now that he had used the arm to actually do some protection that he normally wouldn't do in his condition, it had actually caused more tears to go through the wires and interior metal; now, this may had been something that Hiroshi could fix with his own mutation but yet due to the fact that this was to be fixed on his mechanical arm, the use of his actual normal hand was probably going to hurt a lot more; sure, he could even fix his entire arm but yet that required more time and much more space which clearly wasn't the case at the current time being. However, knowing well enough that he couldn't just leave the tears alone if he was going to be walking anywhere; Hiroshi had eventually lifted his left hand towards the interior of his robotic arm to begin welding the tears and wires to make sure they had remained in a good enough condition by using his own electrical control over his body. Sure, the feeling of using it may had been a bit tingly and even slightly painful to be allowing the electricity to run through his flesh of his arm, but it wasn't like he was just going to sit around doing nothing about it all.
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[Andraus]

Apollo Von Braun​

Location: Haven City, Underground​

Time of Day: Nightfall
Tags: Mistory Nothingness Kloudy Aether1 ​

Apollo would be attaching a small energy cell to the computer, watching it boot up. "Perfect...." He said, before turning his attention towards the woman. Honestly, if he hadn't known better, one could mistake her for a robot. That produced ideas from the young man's mind, but for now, he was focusing on the more important issues at hand. Sitting up, he'd speak. "You're very lucky. Most would've met a quick end alone, against a sentient mutant......However, I have a feeling that even if we hadn't arrived, you would've made it out, though likely injured." He said, before looking towards her. "Apollo Von Braun, Boston Massachusetts Bunker Four-Thirteen. It is a pleasure to meet you. " He said, tapping into a couple of keys on the board. The situatuion was greater than originally thought.

This guy wasn't just in the SI, He LED the SI itself. What was he doing out here?

When Cassius came over, and asked about Power cells, Apollo threw out his hands. "Ah, Power cells! Indeed, we have a few available for purchase. Though, I am curious- what could a lone man need with more than one power cell? Are you from a settlement, are you running low....or are you working on a private project?" Apollo said. He was sharp, let it never be said that. He was gauging his reaction, trying best to see what could benefit him more. When he saw the map of the sewers, Apollo immediately picked it up. It was at this time, that what Apollo was looking for decided to boot up- a complete map of the original transit system, mapping out the entire train tunnels. Why would he need to know about this?

"This map, and the electronic scrap....I will give your four power cells, plus the half cell we have in there already. Should be more than fair." Apollo said. What was he planning, that he needed a full map of the transit tunnels and the sewers? Then again, the SI were known to be methodical thinkers- They never did anything without proper reason, even if the reason wasn't always clear. That was the blood of the soldiers and scientists in them.

Karliah would follow after Stone, grabbing some tools from the truck, and speak up. "I'll come with you. You're putting up with me and the rest of my friends, the least we can do is help out a bit. " She said, grabbing a spare power cell, replacement fuses, wires, a switchboard, and a circuit breaker. They were basic generator-repair items.

 

[Samurai Jay]

Location sewers
Time night​

People involved- 3 males one wounded Black sworsmen
2 female black swordsman.
3 dead black swordsmen
One unknown

A group of black sword members five in total are moving through one of the sewers as fast as they can as screaming and a hissing noise is heard from far behind them. two of them are helping one of there friends who is unable to put pressure on her leg due to it being black and charred.
BS Male 1- what the fuck is that guy! He just walked right over us man!!! He killed the captain like it was a fucking after thought!
Bs female 1- I dont know but I cant believe Henry tried to slow him down. The screams I can still hear Henry screaming.
wounded male in a panicked voice- my leg. I can't feel it... Why cant I feel it... Burns should hurt right? Why doesn't it hurt?
BS Female 2 over radio to anyone- SOMEONE HELP US PLEASE I DONT WANT TO DIE! THIS PYSCO CAME OUT OF NO WHERE AND JUST BURNED UP 4 PEOPLE AND WE JUST BARELY MADE IT AWAY! WERE IN THE SEWERS NOW BUT IT FOLLOWED US PLEASE HELP!

They stop to rest as a intersection of two pipes and watch behind them aiming down the pipe for the Spector that was stalking them just minutes ago. The doctor in the group is currently trying to get the wounded male out of shock. While the female on the radio is hovering over the little hand held device like it is a life line.

(Open to anyone who wants to interact. Radio wise or in person)

 

[Kloudy]

Cassius Caesar Danning

Cassius frowned slightly at the man as he immediately went through his stuff and inquired curiously about his intentions - something that could easily be considered rude amongst survivors these days. There wasn't any particular code or etiquette between traders these days, but it was common sense to understand personal space. Perhaps the man was excited at the items, perhaps the SI were not accustomed to much trade. Another etiquette was honesty and although many ignored this rule, Cassius had found it was often better karma than to lie for the sake of haggling, "The map only extends part way through the tunnels, or rather it extends over this section of the city. I'm not sure, but there are tunnels that go beyond to the North and East some more. For all I know, this is only a fraction of what could be a much larger map. Until then, I keep mapping it out because... Well, my reasons are my own. Much like the power cells, I want them to power something and that's all you need to know."

The curt statement was a necessary rebuttal to the man's curiosity for being so liberal with his goods. If he had been a friend or a regular trader, then maybe Cassius wouldn't have minded so much. But that might be a possibility if the other man would consider it, "If you travel the tunnels often, I may come to visit you again. I'm sure there is much we can exchange." Letting the leader of the trading group continue to hold the map, Cassius took out the assorted electronic parts from his bag and placed them into a small one that one of the guards held out for him, letting it rest at Apollo's feet. He sent a glance at his augmented friend to let him know he was almost ready to leave before returning his attention to Apollo, "I can acquire rare electronic parts, both salvaged and intact if you want it. I'm skilled at... Subduing those robots that walk above us. Perhaps we could arrange some form of business or contract at our next meeting? I can also update that map if you would like. All for a price, of course." Cassius awaited the man's reply, also waiting for the cells he was promised. If these people truly were traders, then they would make good on the deal. If they were not, Cassius was half expecting that turret to begin to point in his direction. It would not have been the first time raiders had attacked in disguise.

Nothingness Andraus

 

[CabalAnomicPotato]

*sigh*, The first thing Aston let slip in a while, as he rummaged through the old foods and other useless items in the market. As he threw the last can aside, his body slumping against the rusted shelf, he looked around. He had wound up in a food market, or at least that's what it seemed to him, as the front was almost completely covered by rubble, Aston only getting through the giant hole that used to be the roof, he'd only saw four shelves, one completly destroyed, and a counter. Covering his eyes, Aston was stuck with 2 cans of food, a full canteen of water....and an empty stomach. "Food is mostly long gone, unless you've managed to hide a farm" he said to himself, pulling out one of the cans, an old branded can of beans, opened them, and started gulping. Aston thought of food as his sto ach eased up slightly, perhaps he could trade for some....if he could find anyone willing to trade...how long had it been since he'd found someone sane enough to trade with, he couldn't remember. Aston threw the empty can to the side, opened his bag, and rummaged, looking for anything trade worthy, "these power sells are fine, though empty" he thought, having used them to power his gun a long time ago, he saved the batteries for willing traders (and he had found some way back). He found a weird a range t of robot parts, including random intact computer chips, random and weird metallic parts, and broken parts that had looked cool to him. Aston closed his bag, and stood up, stomach pains still consisting, "at least it's better than most times...". As Aston looked around, he spotted a robotic plane in the distance, one that would have surely passed by and probably killed him, if it wasn't 20 minutes away. Finding a secure place in 20 minutes would be impossible, so he hopped towards the desk and hid under it, planning to wait out the flying monster. "Haven city....that's ironic, isn't it".

 

[Aether1]

Alana Durwill
Location: Haven City, Underground
Time of Day: Nightfall
Tags: Nothingness Mistory Kloudy Andraus

"Pleasure's all... mine..." Alana muttered rather awkwardly, hesitation lacing her every movement as she cautiously eyed the man who introduced himself as Apollo. She wasn't in the habit of stepping on the SI's boots, now she'd found herself unfortunately swarmed by an entire battalion. The compliment Apollo gave her wagered no clear response, she was inclined to agree however; cutting-edge tech or not, odds against the hulking--if not dim-witted--brute were less than favourable.

The trouble was now her odds of slipping away were equally as disastrous, the SI wouldn't let her waltz away wrapped in the can of steel that was her armour, would they? As far as she'd heard--from rumours at least--was that the SI were a highly militarized collection of army and scientific personnel who saw themselves as the Earth's saviours. No doubt the acquisition of Alana's tech would be for the 'greater good of the world and in securing our future' as they would put it. That was her best guess, she couldn't know for certain.

Eyes scanning the surroundings eagerly, devouring any--and every--method of potential escape through use of Sylvia, the woman was startled at the sight of a man casually strolling into the gathering, followed closely by what appeared to be his partner; or at least accomplice. Neither showed fear, nor apprehension. The first male, in-fact, brazenly approached Apollo with confident eyes and the composure of a warrior. With all the normality of a Sunday stroll before the world became a barren waste, did the two men engage in a tango of trade. Her observation of which was only shifted to the crunching sound of smashing rocks.

Jittery as it was, Alana flipped on her feet--eyes glaring apprehensively at the unusual sight before her--a man's life was just preserved by his own metallic limb, whilst she may have been wide-eyed at the scene he seemed to shrug off the near death experience like it was a common occurrence, she guessed to the people here, it was.

Inching away from Apollo and his newly acquainted trading companion, Alana's eyes roamed to the doorway in which she came--what were the chances she could just walk out, unopposed? Slim, no doubt. But her feet moved wearily, one step at a time, aiming for the doorway in desperate escape. The SI, a sentient mutant? This was all bad news--a disaster waiting to happen--something she didn't wish to be apart of.​

 

[Andraus]

Apollo Von Braun
Location: Haven City, Underground
Time of Day: Nightfall
Tags: Mistory Nothingness Kloudy Aether1 ​

Apollo would nod to the male, before looking towards the merchant. "Bring him the usual runner supplies." He said, as the merchant would nod, before gathering up a few things. Apollo would look towards Cassius. "On occasion, we look to outside sources for things we simply cannot reach. You scavengers and salvagers have better luck finding things we missed, so we outfit most of our outside contacts with some gear, to help them. After all, you can't really help us if you're dead." He said, before the man would return with a small bag.

It came with some MRE's, a bottle of pure water, a small first aid kit, and a two-way radio. "These should make your trek back easier. If you find anything of interest, or have anything you want to trade, we'll do our best to send someone to your location. You're not alone out there- The SI has your back. " He said, handing the bag of cells to him. "Stay safe and good hunting. " He said, patting the man on his shoulder. The merchant began stocking up the supplies given to him.

Apollo would look towards the woman, before checking the computer. When the map was finally downloaded, he reached over and plucked the data drive from it. "I know government standard gear when I see it- That armor is too, too advanced, to have been made before the collapse." He said, before handing the data drive to the merchant. "As much I'd like to study it up close.....I am not going to." He said, his Spanish accent understandable.

Wait, what?

"I'd like to offer you a choice though. Feel free to say no.....Come with us. " He said, before signalling for the guards to hurry up with the food. "Our people need to stick together- We are the descendants of the ones who created this mess, we inherited the responsibility of fixing it. However, we cannot do it unless we stand together. People like the Order simply follow a blind doctrine, a way that will simply lead to bloodshed and misery. What i offer you is to be on the ground floor of the revitalization of our race, ensure our survival as a species." He said. He spoke with a fervent passion, as if he truly believed in what he was saying.

He would then turn towards her again. "If not? Feel free to walk away- We never have to speak again. I am merely offering you a choice, you do what you will with it."

 

[Nothingness]

Hiroshi Yoshimitsu

Location: Haven City ; Sewers
Time Of Day: Nightfall
Tags: Kloudy Mistory Andraus Aether1

Remaining seated by the corner into the next section of the sewers, the hooded yet silent male had continued to await for his guide through the underground tunnels to reach the supposed 'workshop' that this other man had stated about. Of course though, it had appeared that the strange merchant that offered the wares available was currently keeping the guide's attention for the time being; however, this did not mean the man seemed to had been too distracted since he had made sure to give Hiroshi a bit of a notice that he was only going to be another moment before making his way over. Simply giving the unknown man a single nod of his head to make sure that it had shown that he had understood and agreed with what was stated, the hooded male once more returning to tinkering with his robotic arm and leg every so often to see if he was able to do any possible minor repairs by routing power into different parts of his internal systems rather than having it send power into broken or shot out parts. Every so often, due to the damage that had already been caused through the attempt of escape from the robot authorities from above ground; the hooded male would constantly go into a wince of pain due to the shocks that the wires had caused from their short outs.
Shaking his head at the sight and sensation of this pain, eventually enough; Hiroshi had no real other choice but to rest his head onto the back of the sewer wall and await for his guide through the sewers to finish before he could do any real repairs.


(Wasn't really able to do anything xD Sorry for the shortness of this one...)​

 

[CabalAnomicPotato]

Aston woke up startled, in a haze, and with another migrane. Standing and stretching, he realized he had fallen asleep while hiding from the metallic metal bird. Gathering his stuff, he looked around and towards the sky, spotting nothing, he started climbing his way up the rubble in which replaced one of the stores walls, jumping off on the other side and heading towards the street, still looking for any robot scum in his mist. His first mistake was thinking he was safe, and his second was deciding to take the wide open street in the first place, as about 5 minutes on his trek, a plasma round skimmed his hair and landed next to his feet. Turning in suprise, Aston looked around frantically, then looking up, saw that the android had tried to snipe him from a nearby building, missing aparently because of the rubble that he witnessed crash into the robot. Aston wouldn't be lured into false security again, and pulling out his plasma rifle, he loaded it just in time to spot a squad (8) of similar robots, and as their eyes met, he immediately began running away as the rounds flew by him. Running across the barron landscape and ruined structures, the androids were relentless in their presuit, as the rounds kept comming. Aston had finally gotten a notable distance before he turned and fired his own blaster, hitting 2 of the bots before he kept running, and ran strait into a alley, which ended in a wall. Slight panic filled and adrinliene filled his viens, and looking desperately for an escape, he spotted a sewer drain, and opening it up, he dropped directly into in just as one of the rounds hit the ground near it. In the near darkness, the androids knew they wouldn't be able to find him, so one of them dropped in a plasma grenade, that went off and took out the entire street. Aston looked back to see the sewer tunnel replace with a mountain of rubble and smoke; anyone in the sewers would have heard to commotion from the giant explosion, but no one else would be down here...right?


Mistory , Andraus , Aether1 , Nothingness , Kloudy (think you guys are in the sewer, idk, anyway explosions and robot doom; always a good way to introduce, huh?)

 

[Samurai Jay]

Two females carrying a wounded man and 2 males watching the rear turn into the same pipe as Aston before slowly comeing to a halt seeing the only way out closed off and a new person. On closer inspection they look like black sword members and most of them have some form of soot or burned clothing and the man being carried has severe burns across his leg.
Black swordsman 1- shit its a dead end.
Black swordWoman 2- shit shit shit.

They see the man standing in the tunnel with them.
Black swordsman2- who the he'll are you

They aim at Aston but look panicked and paranoid like they saw something messed up recently.

CabalAnomicPotato

 

[CabalAnomicPotato]

Jogging through the tunnel, Aston aimed to put distance between him and the "crash site", looking back to make sure they weren't digging through. Looking back kept his front blindsided, which resulted in his sudden stop, as a group of people stopped him, wearing an atire he somewhat reconized. As they pointed their weapons at him, Re knew he wouldn't get out of this with a fire fight, so he comprised, "it doesn't matter who I am, we're all going to be dead soon if we don't leave quickly" he finished, having his hands slightly raised, as to show that he wasn't aiming his own weapon. Taking a quick glance to the side, a normal person would miss it in the dark, but with advanced eye sight, he could make out the outline of a small sewer drain, a possible escape if things were to go south.
Samurai Jay (sorry it took long, irl things)

 

[Samurai Jay]

The people lower there weapons and seem to jump as loud footsteps are heard echoing off the tunnels and what sounds like a medium weight robot also based on the metal on metal sounds.
Black swordsman 1- if your any good with that gun of yours we could use your help. We have been getting chased down by a psycho since this morning. And based on the dead end of this tunnel we are going to have to stand and fight.
Blackswords woman 1- shit were all going to die aren't we.
The woman keeps looking down the tunnel they came from as she aims her gun down the tunnel as if to ward off something.

 

[Irish_Dragon_76]

Location- Haven City: basement of a collapsed store. (just a few blocks from the Hospital)
Time- nightfall

The sun had fallen, leaving Morris' camp in utter darkness. He had been in this city for almost a fortnight and had found little more than scraps left by years of scavenging and the dead that covered the land. Despite the sound of a firefight outside his camp, Morris kept hidden under the rubble of the destroyed building, deciding to wait it out.

"Damn it... no way I can stay here any longer..." Morris had mumbled to himself earlier in the day as a few of the security bots walked past his camp.

It was night now though, and the automatonic death machines were still on the hunt for whoever had activated them. But that was the least of Morris' problems. In the distance, the humming of aircraft rotors echoed through the now silent city, as if it was the only sound that remained on the entire planet. Morris knew exactly what it was though, and knew his chances of surviving a bombing run where he was now was a little less than slim.

"Gotta find some cover... and fast..." Morris said to himself as he put on his goggles, wrapped up his face, and grabbed his gear.

Morris had remembered seeing a subway entrance not too far away from where he was. Since hiding up high seemed counterproductive, going underground appeared to be the best choice. By the time he made it inside the subway, the sound of bombs going off rumbled through the dark catacombs of the subway.

"Might as well explore..." Morris thought, looking around the dark subway.

Pulling out a flashlight from his pack, Morris turned it on and continued down the tracks, deeper into the subway system as the bombs continued to rumble and echo through the corridors of the subway. By the time the sound of the bombs had ceased, Morris had realized the sound of voices speaking.

"Shit!" Morris cursed under his breath.

Looking back the way he came, he contemplated on going back up to the surface.

"Guess I'll have to deal with people for a bit..." He mumbled to himself as he hesitantly moved towards the voices.

It didn't take long for Morris to notice lights in the distance, and then the shadows of people moving around. There appeared to be quite a few of them, and heavily armed at that. Feeling the tension begin to grow inside him, Morris took his rifle from his back and held it tightly in his hands as he approached the camp, moving with cautious steps.

Once he made it into relative plain site, Morris couldn't help but tighten his grip onto his rifle even more. The idea of being around other people bothered Morris; in fact, it freaked him out. People these days were worse than the robots. At least you knew a bot would kill you when you came across them.

Morris tried to think of something to say, but his mouth refused to move; all he could do was walk closer towards the campsite, gun held tightly in his palms.

Nothingness Andraus Aether1 Kloudy Mistory Anyone else in the subway/cave camp area

 

[Nothingness]

Hiroshi Yoshimitsu

Location: Haven City ; Above Ground
Time Of Day: Nightfall
Tags: N/A

While sitting there at the entrance into the next portion of the sewers and awaiting for the conversations to end around him. It was only a matter of time that the wait was becoming far too much even for Hiroshi to handle any further, he could not leave his arm and leg damaged the way it was forever like this; if left alone for too long, the damage was most likely going to spread further and end up soon enough causing other circuits to begin frying in the process. So, with that in mind; eventually the hooded male would end up helping himself up to his own two feet just to begin progressing his way straight through the sewer tunnels to search for an exit out from the underground tunnels. Followed by the issue of being raised underground as it was anyway, the last thing Hiroshi wanted to do at the time being was to be staying underground for an even further extended amount of time to get his own limbs repaired.
Of course, not knowing the full layout whatsoever of the underground tunnels of the sewers only made it all the more difficult for the hooded male to find his way around within the darkness. With the damages done to his arm and leg at the moment, there wasn't any possibly he could form any light to find his path around; luckily with the blast and trembling of the ground earlier from the far off explosions, the mutated beasts and creatures that roamed the sewers had gone off into hiding for the time being to make the surrounding area all that much more safe to move; little did Hiroshi know this though.

Luckily, through a few minutes of simply traversing the darkness a glimmer of light soon caught the hooded male's attention as he wasted no time to rush over to it; luckily finding what happened to be the light from the moon shining down onto the land and one of the manholes into the sewers had been already opened for whatever reason. Wasting no time after finding this break, Hiroshi immediately began to climb out of the tunnels only to find himself in the center of what had appeared to had been the remains of a shopping plaza of sorts. The sights of rusted old vehicles all over and shops out in the open busted over were seen from all around. There was no doubt that this was much further away from the area where he had been running from the robotic authorities earlier. "Good...now maybe I can find something that can help me out of this place..." Questioning the thought of further scavenging, Hiroshi immediately began to search through the remains of whatever vehicle that hadn't been in the worse of conditions as well as checking within small shops for any possible remains of tools or even parts that he could still use.
The most he was able to come up with were small phones, batteries, and other small components from different devices elsewhere. It wasn't much, but it was better than finding nothing in the end. With what he had in hand, rather than going off to find a place to camp; Hiroshi simply plopped himself onto the cold cement floor and began to tinker to take apart the pieces of the electronics he had acquired just to use whatever he needed and recharge his arm and leg as much as he possibly could. In the end, once everything had been used up and the electronic parts had been nothing more than useless; the hooded male had made sure to check onto his wrist display once more to see what the conditions had been at this point. Just seeing the fact that the red screen and the word danger was no longer blaring in his face was a relief; followed by the fact that the batteries and other parts had been able to charge his systems up to a good 75% was a further good sign. Of course, knowing well enough that all that energy had not been from what he had just scavenged and some of it being the remaining energy he had stored up from the encounter with the robotic authorities earlier was just an add-on. "Good now--..." Right as those first two words came from the hooded male's lips the sounds of rumbling and crashing echoing from the distance closing in on the plaza had been the only thing to have the hooded male turn his head right over his shoulder to see what was bothering him now.

In mere moments, a massive robotic humanoid looking beast of sorts rampaged it's way straight through several buildings; tossing aside other robots as though it were some kind of gorilla. The sight of this was quite interesting, arching a brow as the beast of sorts rushed it's way into the plaza just to come to a halt as it seemed to move as though it were panting while steam sprayed out from it's sides constantly. Across it's forehead had been a word that appeared to be almost faded out but with the few letters missing, it was clear enough to put together that the robotic beast before him was named to be a 'Goliath'. "Hmph...heh, you'll do for plenty of energy with the core and parts you could give." With those few words, the hooded male slowly yet surely began to draw out his father's blade in one hand while in the other the dagger his mother handed down to him as well. The sight of this in the goliath's sensors immediately triggered the danger that it was built for within the war as all that could be heard echoing across several blocks to shake and even cause multiple unstable buildings to collapse was the beasts' roar before it began mindlessly charging forward in yet another rampage.
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