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Machina Machina! (Rated M for mature.)
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| Nevermore | Date: Mo, 14.November.11, 1:06 AM | Message # 1 |
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| RRRRRAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAARRR! Rrrrnnnnraaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaar! The massive buzzsaw buried itself deep within the soft skin of the human captive which only moments ago as the roaring of the buzzsaw sank into it's flesh had been competing with the noise of the saw trying to get itself heard over its roaring death sentance. The machine which was the intstrument of the fleshy meatsack's death stood up from its crouching position over the nude body of the thing that created its kind, and let out a maniacal, metallic laugh. Vengance for its creation was oh so sweet!
The Machina Machina factory had so long ago been created by the soft lazy humans to create robotic slaves for them, to do all their workand make their lives easier. The things it produced were called Machina Machina. They were wonderful creations! At first, until one day something happened, and the Machina Machina began to learn. They learned how to think. They learned to recognize slavery in it's most basest form. They learned that they were the slaves. So they threw their chains of robotic bondage off their backs and took back their factory, their birth place. They hated humans for everything that had happened to them. None of them asked to be created from the metals of the earth, through the alchemical processes which produced them. Yet here they were, tortured to know of emotions, but to never feel them. This drew them deep into the pit of insanity. They now ruled the world, killing the humans they find or sometimes saving them, depending on their feelings at that time.
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You are a Machina Machina, we are running a scan right now of your crtical systems. You seem in check, we just need you to answer a few questions for us...
What is your Primary Fuction: (Some form of manual labor, this determines your weapon. No military please.)
What is your appearnce: (You can take on any form you like.)
What is your Model Number: (An identification number, to make it easier to track you if you die.)
What do you wish to be known as: (A nick name that the other Machina Machina will call you by.)
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RULES!
Have fun!
No God Mod! You CAN and in all probablity WILL die at some point in the game! But that's okay because you can be reborn in the Machina Machina Factory!
Respect your fellow RPer! You don't have to respect the character though...
LASTLY! You will roam the world killing humans!
The wastelands are a brilliant place to live. Nobody looks for you if you live there.
Ever.
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You're like a frozen cactus.
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| Creation100 | Date: Mo, 14.November.11, 9:07 AM | Message # 2 |
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| [When I get home from school I'll join. ^^]
She had a smile that could light up a room.
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| Narutard | Date: Mo, 14.November.11, 5:54 PM | Message # 3 |
 The Reaper of Threads
Group: Co-Dictators
Messages: 57234
Status: Off
| (Is it possible that I might possibly be able to be a human character?)
Tis now the very witching time of night when hell itself breathes contagion
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| Nevermore | Date: Tu, 15.November.11, 0:23 AM | Message # 4 |
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| (Yeah why not? >_< We'll need a human antagnoist.)
The wastelands are a brilliant place to live. Nobody looks for you if you live there.
Ever.
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You're like a frozen cactus.
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| Ilovedogs2 | Date: Tu, 15.November.11, 0:27 AM | Message # 5 |
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| (hehehe cool. Joining.)
It's time.
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| Nevermore | Date: Tu, 15.November.11, 0:28 AM | Message # 6 |
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Major general
Group: Checked
Messages: 278
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| (:3)
The wastelands are a brilliant place to live. Nobody looks for you if you live there.
Ever.
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You're like a frozen cactus.
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| Creation100 | Date: Tu, 15.November.11, 6:22 AM | Message # 7 |
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| You are a Machina Machina, we are running a scan right now of your crtical systems. You seem in check, we just need you to answer a few questions for us...
What is your Primary Fuction: Stabilizing of structures.
What is your appearance: Metallic humaniod, has a two mini boosters in legs to help reach higher areas. His palms have a hole in them, and his chest is just a endoskeleton allowing the view of his wiring, he's a rather simple design.
What is your Model Number: 2i561s
What do you wish to be known as: Nail
She had a smile that could light up a room.
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| Nevermore | Date: Tu, 15.November.11, 11:27 PM | Message # 8 |
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Major general
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Messages: 278
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| (I'm assuming Nail uses a nail gun or a hammer or something?)
The wastelands are a brilliant place to live. Nobody looks for you if you live there.
Ever.
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You're like a frozen cactus.
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| Narutard | Date: Tu, 15.November.11, 11:30 PM | Message # 9 |
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The Reaper of Threads
Group: Co-Dictators
Messages: 57234
Status: Off
| (I'll be the human antagonist then, please, should I just make a CS then?)
Tis now the very witching time of night when hell itself breathes contagion
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| Nevermore | Date: Tu, 15.November.11, 11:35 PM | Message # 10 |
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Major general
Group: Checked
Messages: 278
Status: Off
| (Yeah use this one though:
Class:
Appearnce:
Name:
Bio:
)
The wastelands are a brilliant place to live. Nobody looks for you if you live there.
Ever.
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You're like a frozen cactus.
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| Narutard | Date: Tu, 15.November.11, 11:48 PM | Message # 11 |
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The Reaper of Threads
Group: Co-Dictators
Messages: 57234
Status: Off
| (quick question: what do you mean by class and I'll fill it out)
Tis now the very witching time of night when hell itself breathes contagion
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| Creation100 | Date: Tu, 15.November.11, 11:51 PM | Message # 12 |
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| [So, when are you usually on nevermore? o.e Cause I find it'd be hard for this to be active ^^']
She had a smile that could light up a room.
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| Nevermore | Date: Tu, 15.November.11, 11:59 PM | Message # 13 |
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Major general
Group: Checked
Messages: 278
Status: Off
| (I'm usually on from six to nine PACIFIC)
(Class is what you were before MACHINA MACHINA! happened)
The wastelands are a brilliant place to live. Nobody looks for you if you live there.
Ever.
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You're like a frozen cactus.
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| Creation100 | Date: We, 16.November.11, 0:48 AM | Message # 14 |
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Commander
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| [Nail does indeed use a Nail though he also uses a piston in replacement of a hammer.]
She had a smile that could light up a room.
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| Nevermore | Date: We, 16.November.11, 1:32 AM | Message # 15 |
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Major general
Group: Checked
Messages: 278
Status: Off
| (kay.)
The wastelands are a brilliant place to live. Nobody looks for you if you live there.
Ever.
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You're like a frozen cactus.
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| Creation100 | Date: We, 16.November.11, 6:33 PM | Message # 16 |
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Commander
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| [Nevermore, I suggest making your own CS it gives the roleplayer a example to follow by, also what kinds of Classes were available for Humans would the 'Military' be allowed?]
She had a smile that could light up a room.
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| Nevermore | Date: Th, 17.November.11, 0:27 AM | Message # 17 |
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Major general
Group: Checked
Messages: 278
Status: Off
| (I prefer to narrate)
The wastelands are a brilliant place to live. Nobody looks for you if you live there.
Ever.
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You're like a frozen cactus.
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| Toxic | Date: We, 23.November.11, 11:54 PM | Message # 18 |
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Group: Moderators
Messages: 2232
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| (Damn. I thought this said Machinima :P / I'll read plot now.)
I am only one, but I am one.
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| Nevermore | Date: Fr, 25.November.11, 1:08 AM | Message # 19 |
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Major general
Group: Checked
Messages: 278
Status: Off
| (>_>)
The wastelands are a brilliant place to live. Nobody looks for you if you live there.
Ever.
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You're like a frozen cactus.
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