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PQ and Retrostacja Captain
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 Posted: Wed May 27, 2009 7:53 pm
 Clink. Clank. Clink. Clank.
There was something different about the sounds of metal against metal in the grand, understated town. It wasn't just a normal noise, like the sound of a dog barking or a cell phone going off. You couldn't compare it to doors slamming or the sound of someone coughing in a quiet doctor's office. It never stopped, it never changed, it was a constant rhythm pounded into the mind of every Aekean.
You know you were an Aekean when the constant pounding and clanking was more soothing than nuisance. Going to and from work, even deep in sleep you can hear it, feel it, love it.
Visitors can never understand the importance of this sound. They don't understand where it comes from, who is making it, why it is being made. And Aekeans can never truly explain. We make up some reason about a construction site, remodeling. It doesn't matter to you where the sounds are coming from. You just know that the sound can never stop, because it is the most beautiful and important thing of all.
It's Aekea's heartbeat.
And there's just something that draws people into the town almost forgotten at times. And they are the people (those who relish in the adrenaline of racing cars, program and build robots, love the smell of dirt and grease in the morning and those who fight over who gets to sit on the crane to watch the sunset) that this story is about. Because whether your body is made of flesh and blood, or metal and powered by solar power, life changes as the gears turn.
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This is the Official ATP Roleplay. Here you can roleplay your life in Aekea, whether it be visiting friends, running a store, shopping, sleeping or even picking your nose. This is the place to get to know your fellow Aekeans in terms of life style, personality, goals and the like.
It doesn't matter if you're literate or advanced; just have fun.
All we ask is you keep it PG-13, follow the TOS, and keep emoticons to a minimum.
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Posted: Thu May 28, 2009 5:43 am
((owo I guess I get the first post?))
"My hat! Give my back my hat, you n00b!" Black screamed at the top her of lungs while chasing down the said hat thief. Now, this hat, like all other hats had sentimental value to her. Losing one of her hats was like losing a bit of herself. . . Then again, if she lost ANYTHING, it was like losing herself.
Okay, right now, her Red Wine Pimpin Hat was onstage for this chase. "I'll KILL YOU!" The insane witch called out to the thief before she brandished her musket from her Carol of Ebenezer. She took aim and fired at the said n00b, gunning the poor thing down. With a smirk of gratification, Black went over and picked up her hat. "Whooo-ah! I sacrifice this n00b to the Great Sun God Ra! May all be prosperous!"
A flash of lightning and the n00b was gone. Well, not entirely, there was a pile of soot and a charred mark on the ground. The other Aekeans looked at each other, whispering the same obvious thing, "She's crazy."
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Posted: Thu May 28, 2009 7:56 am
[[Just to let you know, YKZ's quotes are in dark green and Animus' quotes are in dark blue]]
YKZ just stood there with Animus watching the event that just took place involving Black.
"Lets get moving" said YKZ, as he grab Animus hand pulling him away from the crowd
"There's no rush you know?" Animus ask, as he gripped onto the brown paper bag more tighter
YKZ stopped for a moment, then turn around stomping his feet once and said to Animus
"I don't want people seeing me do that!"
now he grabbed Animus hand again, and went off in the direction of the gardens
"We better hurry before all the humans arrives"
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Posted: Thu May 28, 2009 1:01 pm
Yet hold me against the light, do you see any bullets inside? It was hard to tell, especially on a faceless cyborg, but all P.Q. did as she saw the noob turned to soot was simply raise an eyebrow. Her screen flickered slightly when the lightning had struck, but that was only work of electricity and not of her own will.
With a quick wave to Yoshikazu, P.Q. and Retrostacja approached Black on a quick pace, ignoring the staring other Aekeans save for a wave to a few she knew. Lightly touching Black's arm, the cyborg whispered. "Black, you can't go sacrificing noobs on the street. What you do on your own time is one thing. An Aekean guard would have gotten your hat back, and the thief would have been banned." She sighed, but her tone wasn't tired or frustrated. In fact it held a laughing tone. "For Fleep's sake, just think about those things next time, ok?" You wouldn't find one if you magnified, because you got the wrong girl.
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PQ and Retrostacja Captain
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Posted: Thu May 28, 2009 6:26 pm
"Logic? What logic? There is no logic for any n00b. I'm pretty sure the Aekean guards are afraid to touch my stash." Black scoffed. She was having her proud moment, "Besides, we'll have a less of a chance of a drought . . . . . Like the one a few months ago."
She paused and then got into thinking, "What the hell caused that drought anyways? . . . . I SHALL FIND OUT! TO THE LAB!" She pointed up at no where.
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Posted: Thu May 28, 2009 6:45 pm
Yet hold me against the light, do you see any bullets inside? Without eyes, P.Q. exchanged glances at a few other Aekeans that were still staring at Black. Gently patting the witch's shoulder, the cyborg stepped away and continued her casual stroll around town. Sticking her hand into her messenger bag she pulled out a small notebook and a pen. Quickly jotting down some notes she kept her attention on the people around her.
Many residents knew her from the Rejected Olympics the previous year, so she spent most of her time waving and making small talk. But she was paying more attention to the people she didn't know, and how they reacted to her. Some regarded her metallic body without thought, like she was any other Aekean. On the contrary, some looked the complete opposite way the moment they saw her.
Sighing inwardly, she finally made it to the Crane. On the upper level of the Crane there was a huge room, similar to what some people would use as a ball room. She planned on using it as a place for her demonstration for robot rights. Would it be good enough for such an important event? You wouldn't find one if you magnified, because you got the wrong girl.
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PQ and Retrostacja Captain
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Posted: Thu May 28, 2009 6:48 pm
Not to far from where the noob smiting took place, a young brunette preteen girl with a teal and white hoodie jacket was walking down the street with a small bag in tow. This was Hakobe, the adopted daughter of Gerakabatta. Instead of living with her mother and second father in the latter's lab or with her first father in Durem, Hakobe had taken to living with her uncles here, who just so happened to be long-time friends of her mother's. Not only did she live with them, she also helped them out with their shop by doing small chores and errands....
"Hmmmm....I wonder why Ribateau-oji-san wanted me to deliver this right away....or why he wouldn't tell me what this thing is....Whatever it is, it must be very important...."
Hakobe soon came to the spot where PQ, Black, and Yoshikazu were. She didn't realize that she was slowly passing the recipient of the package due to the increasingly crowded sidewalk....
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Posted: Thu May 28, 2009 7:28 pm
Black was cackling like the psychotic witch she was. She waltzed down the street back to her home for whatever mad research she was planning on doing. One could probably write out an award-winning thesis on just how Black's unstable mind worked. Then again, she had been known to jinx just about anyone who tried to haul her into a mental ward.
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Posted: Thu May 28, 2009 9:52 pm
"What's with the noise? Was that lightening? 'Ey, B, go check it out, will ya?"
B-12694 nodded at Liam's request, and glided out of the Jock Strap. Her television head turned, as if her missing eyes were wandering around the scenery. Wandering humans, typical. A strong scent of smoke, not so much.
She instantly jerked to a halt when she caught sight of the small pile of ash. Quickly gliding towards it, her programming to clean any type of mess seemed to be activated, and she reached for a broom from a random shop owner. Kneeling down, she swept the pile of soot into the palm of her metal, bulky hand.
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Posted: Thu May 28, 2009 10:12 pm
"Pfft! I need more power!" Black gritted her teeth as her new project blew out its own engine. She looked over the blue prints and then back to her new steam pink vehicle. "The old stuff isn't gonna cut it anymore. Now where am I gonna find usable parts for this haul?" Black folded her wings back behind her and rested them against her lower back.
She started to pace around before she went back to town for some part-hunting. She passed by the Jock Strap's store assistant, B. Ha, Jock Strap? Couldn't Liam come up with anything better than that? Crate & Apparel was an awesome name for a shop but ever since the SOS fiasco, nothing was the same anymore. Black was lost in thought, not really paying attention to where she was going.
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Posted: Thu May 28, 2009 10:19 pm
Steady and focused in her work, words began to flash on her screened face, which happened often when she was busy.
CLEANING IN PROCESS..... CLEANING IN PROCESS
Finally, with every grain of ash in her hand, B stood back up. Feeling as if she saved a baby from a burning building, she accidentally bumped into Black, knocking the ash out of her robotic hand.
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Posted: Thu May 28, 2009 10:35 pm
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A few blocks from the crane a petite bot emerged from a shop, she stretched her newly fitted limbs, and admired her fleshy shell. She had just been upgraded from her Kitti-900 exterior to something more suitable and accepted by humans and other creatures. She was a party bot; built to entertain.
Maya looked around seeing only the usual hustle and bustle; a few shop keeps greeting customers, and a promising mixture of organic and man-made life co-existing as peacefully as could be expected during the day. It wasn't easy to be a non-organic being, but things would change, at least that's what Maya kept telling herself. As she began her trip back to her small apartment she imagined a world where she could attend parties all over Gaia.
"Mommy, that woman looks weird", a little child pointed to Maya, while tugging on his mother's shirt. This woke Maya from her day dream.
"Sh, darling, come now..." The mother nudged him into the crowd.
Maya looked down at herself, and took a moment to process; in her excitement to get a new shell she didn't even consider bringing along clothes to wear after the procedure. Her new tinting kicked in, and her cheeks gave off the appearance of blushing. This only made the young bot happier; she always wanted to blush.
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Posted: Fri May 29, 2009 4:48 am
Hakobe had stopped to greet B-12694 and Black. She figured it wouldn't hurt to stop and say hello to any friends and neighbors she saw. But, she also figured that she couldn't stop and chew the cud for long, seeing as this package had to be delivered with great haste....
"Konnichiwa, B-san! Konnichiwa, Black-san! Please forgive me if I'm interrupting anything, but you wouldn't happen to know where PQ-oba-san is, would you? I need to deliver something to her as quick as I can."
PQ was like an aunt to Hakobe, just like the Faktori bots were her uncles. They weren't related biologically, but they were like family, all the same.
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Posted: Fri May 29, 2009 4:50 am
taste the salt of my tears
take the wealth of my years
singing in the millennium with you Ash slid down a corner beam of the crane with his metallic south paw, the claws inside the digits withdrawn to raise sparks as he slid. Aekea was his playground, the industrious town had buildings he could climb, roof tops he could jump across, this was his concrete jungle. Anchoring his chain of command into the rooftop of the jock strap he repelled upside down imitating a cliche' spiderman move. He waived to Black witch with a cheerful disposition. " I was in the neighborhood when I saw your boiler have a meltdown on your street train. You do realize those things are dangerous if you use nothing but scrap parts right? I bet I can get your steam machine working if you'll teach me some of your mojo. I've been looking to expand on my pyro kenisis," resolutions for show
old ways don't seem to know
singing in the millennium with you
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Posted: Fri May 29, 2009 8:47 am
"Keh?" Black turned on her heel to look at B, "Sorry, B. I got lost again-"
-cue Hakobe-
"Helloz and no I don't know where PQ is. . . But I can find her after sacrificing three chickens to the Great Sun God-"
-cue Ash-
"Why are there too many people to talk to at once? That's not cool." Black spun around in a circle before finally replying to him, "My mojo requires sacrifices to be made. Otherwise I can't do anything worth a gold. . . And if that happens. . . . Yeah, I think you know what happens then." She shook her head and then turned back to Hakobe, "PQ might be in the crane district. . . But that's basically a long shot. I don't know for sure. So, yeah. . . I'm not the most reliable tracker."
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