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publicado originalmente en:Gydaton RP
6/25/2016 1:31:49 AM
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"Okay..." Seven replies. "Let's just head out."
The ten surviving crew walk in double file towards the east.
"So why are you here?" Asks seven.
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Me? Oh, um... Recently, I went bankrupt, so now I'm making my money as a mercenary now... dammit, it's bringing back memories... I try not to think about them when doing my job, because Money is Money... *Mortar shakes his head quickly* I don't like to think about it...
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Editado por HurtChain76477: 6/25/2016 1:37:31 AM"Okay then..." Seven states. "We are going to come upon the caves soon. [i]after an hour, the caves are finally visible.[/i] "There we go!" Seven says happily. "Let's set up here for the night and head out for morning."
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*You look around for Mortar, however he is nowhere in sight. A figure walks out of one of the caves with firewood. Mortar. He puts it all down, then ignites it with his sword, making a strange green fire. He faces your direction and waves his hands. You can barely hear him, but it looks like he finished the camp for you guys.*
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Editado por HurtChain76477: 6/25/2016 1:44:56 AM"These suits are equipt with internal life support systems, capable of sustaining a human for up to two months in space." Chirps one of the AI's. "A camp is not necessary." "I need it though." Says Four. "My suit is busted." Four sits near to the fire while everyone else hangs back.
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*Mortar sat down by the fire next to four* Yeah, I think I can give you a minor survival weapon, I don't have much. *Mortar gives Four a wicked looking silver gutting knife* This is definitely better than nothing.
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Four uses the knife to pry himself out of the suit. "I'm finally free!" Four yells. "Everything is so normal now!"
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Oh, good. Thought I would have had to intervene... Oh well. No injured body parts? No severed limbs? We're all good?
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"A few cuts, but everything has healed up nicely." Four responds.
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That's a relief, the fewer casualties the better. Now, where exactly are we?
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"We have no idea." Seven replies. "Our AI's are giving us directions as we move along. It's all up to them."
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Oh, so like Apple maps, except probably more accurate. *Mortar chuckles at his crappy joke*
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"Apple?" Seven asks in confusion.
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You've never heard of Apple? iPhones? Steve jobs? Nothing? Hmm... must be an Earth thing
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"Earth?" Seven asks. "Our memories were wiped. The earliest memory we have is landing on this planet."
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Hmm... strange. Well here's a quick fill in. Earth is a planet. It is where all humans originated. Technology was most improved there, worldwide communication was established so early in human civilization. Ships were built, as well as weapons and stuff. We destroyed Earth, but the Human Race evidently remains.
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"Interesting..." Seven responds. "My memories are spotty. All I can remember is that people are split into many factions. Other than that, I have no memory of anything."
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Hmm... strange. Can you recall why?
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Editado por HurtChain76477: 6/25/2016 2:23:47 AM"We seem to have been kidnapped and stuffed in these suits." Seven replies. "I honestly have no idea what they want from us. They promised rewards for the survivors."
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Reward, reward, why does everyone work for reward? I mean, I'm a mercenary, but I need the money to survive, but come on, they give rewards for putting away your dishes nowadays. Come on. Why can't more people be content with what they have nowadays like me?
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"We don't even know what our reward is." Seven replies. "I think I found something!" Comes a voice from in the caves. "That's Three. What did he find?" Asks Seven.
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*Mortar stands up and follows the voice, sword ready* Three, shit better not go down, because I won't hesitate to pop off your head if it did.
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"It's some kind of egg..." Three responds. "It's massive though."
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Damn... *Mortar walks up to Three*
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"Umm... What are you doing?!?" Three asks in terror.
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Relax, I'm just looking at it, reminds me of the egg I hatched Leonard in. Oh, sorry. Leonard is my now massive robotic worm
