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Post by silos on Oct 21, 2005 17:09:10 GMT -5
Spike followed,watching the drunks and the bouncer to make sure they didn't try to start a fight with him or X.
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Post by Gen Gravy on Oct 21, 2005 17:36:57 GMT -5
A tall-spiked cyborg was standing across the street watching the two drunkards fight. He chuckled in amusement at the sight. He enjoyed it when humans fought, it filled with him with satisfaction knowing he wasn't the only monster on Earth.
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Post by White-Jet on Oct 21, 2005 17:41:02 GMT -5
X stops at a park that was surprisingly empty and sits on a bench, deciding rest a bit before continuing with his observation. At least here, there were no violence or bar fights or anything that would get him in trouble. As he was resting, he began wondering of humans would at like that in the future. If he was the only robot in existance that was thinking like them, he may have to avoid such fights to prevent giving off his true strength.
He watched some squirrels climbing trees and ducks swimming in the pond. This may become his favorite spot to relieve any bad thoughts running through his mind.
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Post by silos on Oct 21, 2005 17:43:45 GMT -5
Spike nudged X and pointed with a paw at the spiked cyborg.
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Post by White-Jet on Oct 21, 2005 17:49:20 GMT -5
X turned his attention to the cyborg. He had never seen one before and isn't sure of what to make of him. He was human...but with robotic enhancements. He became curious and got up, walking towards the cyborg for a close examination.
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Post by Gen Gravy on Oct 21, 2005 17:55:09 GMT -5
The cyborg noticed X and looked to him. He smirked under his mask. He could tell that he was a Light-bot, and wanted to see what business he had with him. He would then kill him afterwards, as he was ordered to by his superiors. He eased up, and stood straight. The spikes pretruding from his head were dull and grey, unlike his golden armor.
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Post by silos on Oct 21, 2005 17:57:36 GMT -5
Spike followed X,keeping both of his fierce eyes on the cyborg.
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Post by White-Jet on Oct 21, 2005 17:59:12 GMT -5
X stops beside him, trying to figure his appearance out through looks alone. He had heard that any human who had lost a limb through battle or infection from an accident where given robotic parts to keep from being considered "handicap". What could have happened to him that would require robotic attachments?
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Post by Gen Gravy on Oct 21, 2005 18:06:12 GMT -5
The cyborg chuckled. "What do YOU want, Light-bot?" he asked in a malicious tone. He started to tense up, he didn't like the way he looked at him.
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Post by White-Jet on Oct 21, 2005 18:08:38 GMT -5
X blinks and takes a step back.
X: Light-bot? How...how did you know who built me?
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Post by silos on Oct 21, 2005 18:08:58 GMT -5
Spike bared his fangs and growled at the cyborg.
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Post by Gen Gravy on Oct 21, 2005 18:10:50 GMT -5
"I was created to destroy your kind. I am Diablo the Spiked-Warrior," said the cyborg. Diablo looked to Spike and snarled, "This trash? How do you know Silos?" He knew the damn beast. He didn't like it or where it came from. It was an abomination, like he was.
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Post by White-Jet on Oct 21, 2005 18:15:00 GMT -5
X became freaked as he took several more steps back, not sure what to make of the situation.
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Post by Gen Gravy on Oct 21, 2005 18:17:27 GMT -5
Diablo looked to X, "You? What is wrong with you? Are you some pacifist coward Light-bot?" He had no clue what X was doing, and thought it was rather strange for a Light-bot.
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Post by silos on Oct 21, 2005 18:18:55 GMT -5
Spike's spikes stood straight up and his eyes glowed.The spikes started to get bigger,sharper,and stronger,as did his fangs.He got in between X and Diablo,snarling.
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