forum THE ELEVEN // sci-fi rp // CLOSED
Started by @PaperHats business
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@PaperHats business

(I am also going to need his number on the robotic parts of his body. Any number between 0-10 except for 0 and 3. Same with Octiva, @EIS-Derpachu-Loves-Everyone-On-Notebook)

@PaperHats business

Zero’s eyes fluttered open as he groaned, feeling pain flood his body once again. He looked up, seeing only a dark red sky.
As he grew more aware of his surroundings, his heart raced faster.
Where am I? What had happened?
Most importantly, Why can’t I feel my arms?
His gaze drifted down to see two completely mechanical limbs protruding from his shoulders. He could pick them up and move them just fine, but the weight was insane.
He shook his head, willing to push the feeling away.
He heaved himself to his feet, his torn clothing still holding some of the reddish dust that clung to the rocky ground. All around him was wasteland.
Until his eyes rested on multiple figures a couple paces away. All looked like him, with certain robotic parts etched into their frames.
“Hello…,” he said in a small voice, hoping desperately for a reply. At least one of these people had to be awake.

@saor_illust school

Madalyn stirred slightly, groaning. She had a pounding headache, and all she could see was the dark, dark, red of the ground beneath her. "Where am I?" she mumbled, but mostly to herself. She didn't bother waiting for an answer, nor was she looking for one and she pushed herself to a sitting position. Blinking the sleep out of her eyes, and rubbing them some, she flinched when the cold metal of her left leg touched her skin. Wrinkling her face up in confusion, she glanced at her leg, and didn't know why it was metal. "…the heck?" she whispered, her gaze traveling up and down the robotic prosthetic. She could see the number three etched into the metal, but other than that there were no tell-tale signs of where it came from, and why she was here. A little while ago, Madalyn had heard the small voice of another one, close by. Male, probably. She didn't bother answering it, she didn't like social interaction anyways. But it was strange that there were several of them scattered around this area, all of them with robotic prosthetics like her. Not always on the leg, though.