[b][i]A Returning Android[/i][/b]
[i]Reception Area, New Terra.[/i]
[b]A small capsule slowly floats to the loading dock of the Main Reception Area, and slips through a crack in the metal of the building. It is red and blue, and pulses with a brighter shade of blue every few seconds, and finally falls to the floor of the Reception Area's loading dock. It rolls slowly towards a door, one leading to a hallway. It taps the door, and the door opens. It continues rolling down the hallway, and another door is opened in front of it. The door opens to reveal a dusty workshop, one with very advanced machinery and tools sitting on tables and stools all over the room. The capsule begins to unfold, and legs unfold out of it. Then a waist. Then it pauses. After a few minutes, a torso unfolds out of it. Then arms. It pauses again. Then a head folds out of the rest of the capsule. A small piece of cloth is attached to the head, across the eyes. The body is robotic, one of an android. The body is red and blue, and a blue glow glows through its wires. The sockets where the eyes were glows a bright blue, and the android turns on. Its voice is tinny, and deep.[/b]
"It's good to be back!"
[spoiler]Open.[/spoiler]
English
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Edited by Devious_Melons: 2/18/2016 1:55:15 PM[b]a commander walks up[/b] Welcome varn
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"Hello random commander that has approached me!"
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[b]he chuckles[/b] I guess your here for the revival of the navy?
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"Revival is a strong word. More like resesitation. But yes."
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A pretty wide vocabulary
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"Kinda my job to be the smartest thing around."
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[spoiler]the Alamo is missing and can't be used. [/spoiler]
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[spoiler]I'll just change it to one of the reception areas on Terra.[/spoiler]
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[spoiler]ok cool thanks bud. I'll respond to it in a bit than[/spoiler]
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[spoiler]Okay.[/spoiler]
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[b][i]Multiple gunshots ring out from beyond the door [/i][/b]
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"Gunshots? Already?" [b]He opens the door, and peeks out.[/b]
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[b][i]There stands a hooded, cloaked figure, a revolver in either hand, one resting in a holster on his left side, the words HUNTERS LEGION sprawled across his black outfitting, in a bright orange. He yells at a group of soldiers to get back to work, having shot the floor. [/i][/b]
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"Is that who I think it is?" [b]Varn walks over to the figure.[/b]
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"God damn..." [b][i]The figure says, turning his gaze to Varn[/i][/b] [spoiler]Insanely late reply. [/spoiler]
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"It's been a while."