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Alpha Zeta Gamma 145
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What? On whose authority?
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Answer me!
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No! No, wait! Wai-
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So…I have an idea. The chunk of text above takes place in the mind of a cyborg experiment, whose own robotic mind has been turned against him. He is locked away, hidden from the rest of the world, his memories stolen by his own mind. I will be the cyborg. Your character is someone who rescues him somehow, either by accident or on purpose. Maybe they snuck into the facility and found him, maybe they knew beforehand. IDK. Your character is a normal human. They are on the run and being pursued. This will eventually become a romance between the two characters. It can be gay or straight, although I would prefer gay. This will be descriptive.
Rules:
- andrew (Our Supreme Lord and Overseer)'s rules apply
- There will be cussing/dark stuff, so mature RPers only
- Steamy stuff can/will be taken to PMs
- Again, descriptive
- Please be active, and let me know if you're going to be gone for a while
- I reserve the right to say no
hi this seems really cool (I don't know much about code/coding, but mr. robot is one of my fav shows)
can i join? I have kind of weird hours and might not always be on :)
Hey! Can I have a link to one of your existing RPs so I can see your style first?
sure:) I haven't been on here for a while, but can i show you one of my old ones on my past acc?
Alright. Yeah that's fine
Looks good! Want the template?
(oh and btw i was "sad cowboy" on the thread)
(alright)
Name: Nyx
Age: roughly 18
Gender: Male
Sexuality: Pan
Looks: Nyx is about average height. He has black hair and electric blue eyes. His left eye is cybernetic, and has a strange pale line through it. The majority of his limbs are at least partially cybernetic, along with the majority of the left side of his torso. His brain is a good 55% cyborg/cybernetic, which includes many important functions of his mind. His hair is spiky and straight.
Other: Cyborg, currently "owned" by RTI (Rising Technology Incorporation)
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Age:
Gender:
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Other:
Name: Julian "Jude" Crowe
Age: 20
Gender: Male
Sexuality: Bi
Looks: Scruffy and dishevelled dirty-blonde hair that almost reaches his shoulders, cream skin, dark eyelashes, under-eye circles, and tired-looking blue eyes. Tall and muscular, and dresses like the lead singer of a grunge band.
Other: Jude graduated high school at 16, and started studying under his father & his company immediately. He's an ex-drug addict and spent a long time in rehab after an overdose. His father was the founder of RTI and as he continued on his duties as founder, he passed down his long-term project of building functioning AI to Jude as something to focus on after he got out of rehab. Jude immersed himself in the program and it became his purpose.
(..should i start? or did you want to?)
Ohh I like Jude! Sorry for not responding earlier, I went to bed
don't worry bout it~ thx :) I also wanted to ask ; will Nyx get to the point where we can communicate regularly? I'm thinking that Jude's father doesn't know that he's still working on him and he has to keep them secret :0
Np. Uhm…yeah probably. My plan was maybe Jude goes exploring in the facility, and finds where Nyx is kept, maybe?
Alrighty! Want me to post a starter, then?
(kk)
Nyx lay in the bowels of the facility, in a metal containment pod. That was all he knew about where he was. The metal roof was six inches away from his face, and his eyes were closed, his brain shut down. He was still breathing, in slow, even breaths that were controlled by the computer portion of his brain. He would not awaken unless the pod was opened.
"Mr. Crowe?" A voice said. "Mr. Crowe."
"Hmm- yeah?" Jude replied to the tour guide his father had issued him for the day. The look on his face was of annoyance, yet he felt no shame for it. His father had insisted on him coming to the facility in hopes of inspiring Jude to accept a position there.
"I said this is the end of the tour. Do you have any questions?"
"Uh- no. Thanks for showing me around." He shrugged. The tour guide nodded politely to him and left.
Jude turned around almost immediately and was met with a door. He jumped back in shock and noticed the room's name; "Servomechanism Robotics."
Nyx kept simply breathing. He was dressed in a white tank top and shorts, both of which were rather thin. His pale skin contrasted with all the metal that surrounded him. The metal part of his face was covered with an organic, lab-grown skin, with a thin seam where the new skin met his actual skin. His arms and legs, however, were just metal.
Jude swiped through the security card reader that gave him access to all rooms and stepped inside. White fluorescent lights beamed down harshly on the space, highlighting the large, titanium pod in the left corner of the room. Curious, he went to the control panel in which he recognized many simple commands and switches. He activated the circuit to open it. Suddenly, the containment pod began to move. Jude flinched but kept his eyes fixated on the metallic feature.
The lid split down the middle and opened up, revealing the sleeping, shut-down cyborg boy inside. After a few minutes, Nyx's eyes flicked open, and he blinked a few times. System booting... He blinked again, eyes flicking around. He couldn't move without being ordered to by someone else.
Oh my God… Jude's eyes widened in shock and his body shook with excitement. Of all his studies, the comprehension of artificial intelligence and androids, but he'd never seen anything like this. Something this disturbing, yet so beautiful was in the hands of his father's company, and the feeling, the high and rush of adrenaline it gave him was all too familiar, and all too dangerous. His chest was rising and falling in a rush of sensation and his face had twisted into an astonished grin.
He let out a nervous laugh that echoed into the empty room.
"Oh. Wow. Um, begin system start-up"
