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Could you please give us more of a roleclaim?
Because in my book of hunches I think you and morph are kinda iffy.
Morph seemed to be just fine from the answers he gave.
And Mafias have Doctors too, so don't start feeling you're in the clear (esp. as you could be a Bulletproof Don or such now that you're saying "From here-out you're protecting yourself.")
"Nobody important? That's amazing. You know, in 900 years of traveling time and space I've never met someone who wasn't important."
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Quote : Originally Posted by Originally posted by Rokk_Krinn
The reploids squabbled back and forth, amidst the confusion presented to them. None of them accomplished much in the way of ending Sigma's plan. Perhaps during the night, with each left to their own devices, they could accomplish something.
No majority was reached. Day 2 has ended, and Night 2 has begun. Select your stage and hope you have an extra life.
Because of everything that has happened to me in the past couple of days, I'm behind on a few things. I have put off opening this until tonight. My apologies for the delay, but those of you who have yet to submit actions get a lucky break this time.
"Bah," he complained as he kicked the tank. "Needs more gas. Oh well. I can still have some fun." He focused his weapon on a target and smiled big. "Let's spin it!" He fired his weapon, striking his target. He then turned his gun on himself. "Call me crazy if you will." He fired again.
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A robot walked along a rocky gray surface. He noticed no one was around and quickly became angry. "So, you all decided to run off and party without me, eh? Well, you can bite my shiny metal-" He noticed a yellow footstool resting in the center of the room. No other furniture was present. "Oh, I get it... Redecorate the room and try to confuse me, make me think that you're all better than me. Fine. I'll just have my own party... with couches... blackjack... and hookers... In fact, forget the couches and blackjack..." The robot walked away, never to be heard from again.
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Someone was walking alongside a cliff side when a large green robot came crashing down. After a brief skirmish, the person fought off the green robot. The green robot, accepting its defeat, stepped aside. It was guarding a strange capsule. The person observed it, contemplating what this could be. After a few moments, he stepped inside the chamber.
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Boom, boom, boom, boom, boom... The footsteps thundered as he walked along. "There's my target..." He raised his cannons and fired the perfect shot. The beast cried out in pain and slumped to the ground. It was entangled in an energy field and couldn't move. "Here boy... Come on boy......" The man walked up to the feline-like bot. He raised a different gun at it. "Poor puppy..." The beast's cries echoed through the entire hall...
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The crawfish was in his main room listening to some recorded messages from earlier in the day. His head was clear for once. He would have been so lost, possibly manipulated by the Mavericks if not for the device he wore. The device on his head began to glow as another message played. The crawfish winced a bit.
"my.... head...." He faintly whispered while he grabbed a strange device on his head. It was sparking a bit. "Yes... I see... you were telling the truth..." He tried writing something down, but his massive pincher broke the pencil in half. "Why..." He sighed and asked rhetorically. "Why was I built like this? I can't understand it at all..." He heard the sound of a saber power up. He turned to the entrance of his room. "You...!" His visitor held the saber out. "Do not worry about your pain and suffering. I will end it for you." The person lunged towards Crush, quickly running his saber through him. Crush screamed out as oil and blood began to poor out of his newly formed wound. His attacker merely smiled, turned, and walked away.
As Crush lay there dying, he looked up to the monitor in the room at a particular Maverick Hunter... "I'm... sorry... I tried..." His breathing became heavy as another person entered the room. "CRUSH!!!" The person ran over to his side. "Crush, what happened?! Who did this to you?" Crush looked up at his friend. "I... was analyzing... the messages... he was telling... the truth..." Crush weakly pointed at a monitor, though the screen was now blank. "I'm sorry... I failed you all... Thank the good doctor... for me... Even though... it was brief... I was able to... think... for myself for a change... Fight hard... and... fight proud..." The person watched as Crush closed his eyes for good. He reached out and touched the crawfish's forehead, then he took the head piece from his body. "You will be avenged my friend." He stood up and looked at the head piece once more. "I promise..."
Bender has left the game. He wanted to kill all humans but wasn't invited to the party.
get_1 has been destroyed! He was Velguarder (Maverick), Sigma's loyal pet, protective and deadly on top of stealthy and cunning.
Silver Lantern has been destroyed! He was Crush Crawfish (Maverick Hunter), a reploid with ersatz programming that led him crazy most times, but thanks to some special equipment, he was able to sort out his thoughts.
Night 2 has ended, and Day 3 has begun. With 17 players remaining, 9 votes are needed for a majority.