|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
 Posted: Sun Nov 08, 2009 7:15 am
Twin City, a dead city rundown, with buildings of the old times but ideas of the new. The city is rather large and very deadly few men or women have gone there and returned. A group know as Shado lead the overall run of the city, the leader of this group is an extremely smart individual knowns as Dr. Twen, a robotic form bent on creating twisted sadistic clones with an essence of perfection for the cause of wrong. No one is certain if this person is male or female, but the known truth is that this person, this thing, is curled over one thing the cloning of every individual on the planet, and uniting them into one location, Twin City. Each clone has one thing in mind, once his unfortunate other crosses into the lines of the city, elimination is certain. Every clone is stronger, faster, smarter, and overall better. Your clone is everything you are and everything you cant be.
|
 |
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
Posted: Tue Dec 08, 2009 4:16 am
 I, Am the red lighting! Akai Hekireki  Akai had walked into the area, noticing it was a complete duplicate of the other. " Well that's interesting know. No wonder it's called twin cities.... I better get out of here before they duplicate me too...... And with that she darted off. And DAMN, that's sounds corny!
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
Posted: Sat Nov 06, 2010 7:23 pm
System status.../:
SMIT-PL..../: Quantity; Two. Amunition 28 rounds x 3 Magazines. 12 rounds x 1 Magazine....
MITG.../: Quantity; 3
EPC.../: Integrity..../: 100%
EESU.../: 90.3%
ESU.../: 100%
21 would pop up near the edge of the city limits. He was one step closer to his destination and at that one step closer to his mision objectives. The city was unique and had much to offer. Much more than your average human could offer. Truth of the mater is that the deaper one got in the city the less true humans were left. The twin city was headed by the Dr. Twen, leader of the Shado guild. His clone creations were formitable foes. This was 21's birth place. Pages of data would begin to flood 21's memory bank as he entered the city. Calculating that his foe would not be far behind him he would begin to process the data so that he could use the city against his opposer. 21's calulations showed evidence that he would not defeat this foe single handedly but the city had much to offer. Thies offerings would also prove to be the answer to thier mission. 21 would wach as his opposer broke through the city sewers to street level.
City Scan..../
Selecting War Clones in emedate area...../ Three found.
Accessing wirless connection..../
Signal strength: 100%
Relay simulation order.../
Subject: Target located in sector 704538 moving toward sector 704438.
Mission priority: Eliminate target.
Relay Target information to Shado headquarters..../
Set brodcast to repeat.../
21 would stand in the middle of the street and would watch his foe calling out to him.
"What is your purpose?"
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
Posted: Wed Nov 10, 2010 8:08 am
 There was a loud explosion that sounded out from behind the cyborg. Chunks of cement and dirt would fly up from below followed by heavy loads of black sewer water that gushed from the ground. Standing behind the cyborg was Jouka. The man covered in slime, rotten meat, and other unsanitary things that had drifted through the sewers. The area reeked of blood and waste. The black jester's face was mulched in waste, however his ghostly white face stood out eerily in the dark knight of Twin City. There were specks of meat that stuck to the side of his cheek where he would lick that side of his face clean until there was nothing more than discolored white makeup. Stretching his hand the black scythe formed once more, splattering more black liquid across the streets as if they were already not dark enough from the tainted sewer waters. As he stared towards the man, he clenched his jaw into a teeth bleeding grin causing blood to trickle from his mouth down to his chin. Twirling the scythe slowly, he would slowly cause it to pick up speed. "Look at this! The piece of s**t can actually move!! I'll have to chop those legs off to make you stay put ya here me!? Yes, Chop chop, chop, chop, chop, chop!!!" By now the speed of the scythe had picked up and reduced it's form into a black whirl that continued to spin in his right hand. Licking his lips, the jester would shoot off towards the cyborg. His body panting heavily not from fatigue, but excitement. As he scraped the streets with the black scythe he would leave trails of hot black liquid that would melt through the streets like tar. As he dash towards the cyborg, an initial force of speed would lift inside the jester causing his form to vanish for a mere moment before reappearing in pointblank range of the cyborg. Before anything could be noticed the scythe had been already set into a full swing, it's elongated form would bend unusually causing it's crescent end to swoop around from behind for the cyborg's neck. In a sense the blade end of the scythe had looped around the cyborg for a blindsided decapitation while the front end was threatened to be smash by the pole end. All this happening while the Jester's dark particle engulfed hand came down for the top of the cyborg's skull.
"YOU DON'T GET TO RUN AWAY FROM ME!!!!!!!!!!!!!! I'M THE BLACK JESTER DAMMITTTT!!!! HYAHAHAHAHHAHA!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!" He screamed followed by an explosion of seishou that surrounded the two. From all around the Jester and the cyborg, they would be engulfed with long strands of torn up confetti, black stars, and other ingredients to a surprise birthday party added with a tainted touch. Although these things appeared tangible, they were nothing more than visual products of Jouka's aura. Like all things, aura was a higher manifestation of the released seishou from their bodies. In a more literal sense, it was the personification of the said person themselves. For Jouka it was summed up into one dark party that filled the street where the two battled.
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
Posted: Sun Nov 21, 2010 5:57 pm
System status.../:
SMIT-PL..../: Quantity; Two. Amunition 28 rounds x 3 Magazines. 12 rounds x 1 Magazine....
MITG.../: Quantity; 3
EPC.../: Integrity..../: 100%
EESU.../: 90.25%
ESU.../: 100%
As the Black Jester darted toward 21 his scaners would go haywire momentarly as the Jester was moving too fast for his tracers to track the movement. Instantly registering that he lost Jester's movement he would activate the plasma cannon located in his right arm. 21 had also set up a one way comunication with the shado guild relaying technical information and a video recording of the Black Jester to one of the local out posts. He didn't have time to set up a link with the main coms board so that would have to sufice. Only two of the Cyborgs would recieve the message and were in route to 21 and the Jsester's location as the third one would take off out of range before it could respond to the call. The Jester would pop up right in front of 21 and his scanners would go off the chart. The Jester's scythe would quickly wrap around the back of 21's head and neck in an atempt to separate his head from his body.
ALERT!...Mision succsess reduced to 8.3%.../
Send Message..../Osylla
EMERGENCY!
Coordinance; 704 438.
Mission success..../ 8.3% chance of success.
Personal message; You have given this emotionless robot a sence of hope in this missunderstood life. Thank you. I calculate that I will not survive the moments to come. But only you can save me to see another day. I will allwa......./
having no time to elivate his arm for a counter attack the transmission would be cut short because the Black Jester's scythe would rip through the back of 21's neck cutting the wire harnes to his brain, pneumatic hydraulics, connecting rods, and prosthetic skin separating his head from his body. The force of the blow would pull his body forward falling stiff on the ground. His head would roll off to the Jestor's left four or five feet away. It would stop with his face facing the Jestor. With the residual power left in the system he would speak his last words.
"You have not won this batt..."
21's words would die off into nothing and the dim glow from his mechanical eyes would disapate slowly as the power died. With that the signal was lost with the two other cyborgs and they would stopand continue with thier orignal mission.
((ooc; this will be the end of 21 for now. I simply do not have the time to keep up with his character. That is all thanks guys.))
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
Reply
