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Post by Hellbreaker on Mar 27, 2016 2:36:03 GMT
Rap stood before his commander's desk."Aw, c'mon boss. It was not my fault that pileup happened. You don't need to put me back on pa-" "Actually, I do. If you hadn't been playing with your food, they would have been taken care of before they decided to cause you trouble via instant roadblock. You know we have to show we're willing to discipline a Light, otherwise the gossip outlets will take full advantage. Besides, maybe this'll teach you to be a tad less reckless." The Hunter sighs, nodding as he picks up his helmet, gem flashing as it reconnects."Aight, boss. Old route, right?How long?" "Give it a month." Flinching, Rap nods, walking out and heading for the front door." back on the beat, I slap the ground with my feet, hoping the task will be complete."
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Post by The Centipede on Mar 27, 2016 10:27:39 GMT
A man in a seemingly old and torn silver coat sat on a bench, licking his lips as he observed discretely.
Too many humans walking around! It was tempting, to an extent...
A sheated katana lay silently on his lap. Should he draw, this community may be out to take down his poor, hungry bottom...
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Post by Hellbreaker on Mar 28, 2016 3:36:53 GMT
The Hunter exits HQ. Spotting a man in a silver coat, he shrugs. If Security though he was a issue, the guy would be gone already...Now where was his baby....Ah, there! At least the boss decided to leave Rap his ride. He strolls up to the heavily customized hoverbike known as the Tricky Weasel, grinning happily."Right!! There you are." He hops on, activating the vehicle, digihop beginning to pour out of the speakers.
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Post by The Centipede on Mar 28, 2016 6:24:14 GMT
Grade's attention was drawn to a smooth rev mixed with strange music playing at a distance. A small green lens covered his left eye, following the vibrations until his gaze sat upon a hoverbike with a yellow-armoured Reploid on it, donning a very strange haircut... As far as his statistical data goes, anyway.
The music... There seemed to be words in it, but he cannot discern due to the whole environment muffling it...
Urged by an ultimately-misplaced curiosity, he stood and reabsorbed his katana before he walked slowly.
Clank went his soles with every step.
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Post by Hellbreaker on Mar 31, 2016 18:30:06 GMT
Rap checked his bike's systems. Propulsion, check. Brakes, check. Bombing tunes, check!!! He gets ready to leave, but blinks as he hears clanking, looking up at the approaching Reploid."Eh? Hello, sir, is there a issue? How may I help you?" Welp, time to carry out the usual Hunter work. The hunter wondered what this guy wanted, anyway.
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Post by The Centipede on Mar 31, 2016 22:02:05 GMT
His green lens sank back into himself as he grabbed the seat and the left edge of the hoverbike and tilted Rap and the whole thing towards his right.
"Where is that sound coming from..."
He shook the bike, like, trying to see if there are tiny men in it, asking for help or something.
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Post by Hellbreaker on Apr 3, 2016 14:48:30 GMT
Rap blinks as his world suddenly tilts. Wait a minute...Grabbing his handlebars tight as the vehicle shakes, he looks at the guy."Ey,ey,ey!!! Dude,1. careful with the ride! And 2. what do you mean by the sound?" The Hunter thinks about that, then blinks."You mean my music?That's the radio, my man."
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Post by The Centipede on Apr 4, 2016 14:54:26 GMT
"Radio? is that some sort of hardware?"
Grade lets go of the bike, allowing it to realign according to gravity.
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Post by Hellbreaker on Apr 7, 2016 14:59:02 GMT
Rap sighs in releif as the bike is let go, patting it reassuringly as the vehicle resumes floating."Hardware?Yeah.Beams in Radio stations. Music, talkshows...stuff like that...Wait a minute! You don't know about radios? Are you newly built or something?"The Hunter glances at him, head tilted.
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Post by The Centipede on Apr 16, 2016 3:40:23 GMT
"Yeah... But, no, I wasn't built... I was born."
Grade was expressionless as he spoke. It was merely as if he was stating a fact.
As far as he knows, nobody built him. He built himself.
"So... What does this radio do?"
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Post by Hellbreaker on Apr 18, 2016 13:48:29 GMT
Rap's brows raise."Born?" Huh...At the question the hunter tilts his head in slight confusion. Didn't he just say what it did? Oh well....Giving a mental shrug, he answers."Well, like I said it beams in music,news, stuff like that. There's various channels you can tune into."
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