#921
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Zeni: 2,740
Tag: @membrano
OOC Name: #921
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Post by #921 on Aug 13, 2016 3:13:31 GMT
#921 sat in the wagon, looking at the floor, waiting. Waiting for the inevitable. Waiting for when they would take him. Take him and brainwash him, turn him into a slave, a mere servant, nothing but a mindless zombie serving his masters. At least he wouldn't remember his past.... would he? He shuddered at the thought. Losing all of his memories... all the people he had helped, all the things he had done... none of it would matter. All the memories he had, everything he had felt... everything gone in an instant. This was how it would all end. The cyborg clenched his bound fists, shaking in anger. This wouldn't happen. This couldn't happen. He, would stop it.
#921 suddenly had an idea. He would transfer enough energy to his gauntlets to melt the chains, and break out. It was the perfect plan, he would break out, and free everyone. He would just have to wait for the guard.
"Hey, you, little guy." He said to a small android sitting across from him. "I'm gonna bust us out of here, I just need you to make a lot of noise, so the guard looks towards you. Think you can do that?"
"Well sir, I don't know, I perhaps I can."
"Thank you."
"SIR, SIR, COME HERE, QUICKLY!"
#921 heated up his gauntlets, melting off the chains, as the guard ran over to the small robot. He jumped up and ran over, forming both hands in a fist above his head and smashing down on the guard, knocking him out.
"Good kid. Say, what's your name?"
"My name is TIm. good sir, thank you for saving me."
"We're not out yet, there are still guards in front."
"Hey, what is that!"
"I don't know, let's head back"
"Shit! They heard us! Don't tell them I'm here!" #912 said, before hiding under a bench.
"Hey! You there! The little one! What was that!"
"I don't know sir."
"Whatever. We don't need to know. Let's take this thing back to be reprogrammed." One of the guards said, before both grabbed Tim and began bringing him into the front room.
"What? NO! I WON'T LET YOU!" The cyborg yelled, before jumping out and punching the nearest guard.
"Well look what we have here, some punk trying to take our merchandise. Cmon guys, get im!"
Soon after him saying that, several guards outside of the wagon ran in, and surrounded #921. He punched one, before someone grabbed him from behind, they punched him in the stomach, before throwing him onto the ground, and stomping on his back. The determined cyborg got back up, shooting one of the guards with a blast of energy.
"YOU BITCH! HE WAS MY FRIEND!" One of the guards yelled, before punching #921 in the head, with the force of several men, and powered by pure determination. #921's vision faded, but the last thing he heard before passing out, was
"Look, a saiyan, we can use him as a war slave!" The cyborg began to cough, and then everything went black....
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Post by Rafar on Aug 13, 2016 12:09:45 GMT
Well, he was in deep shit this time wasn't he? The day had started off like usual, with Rafar getting pissed at the world and flying off to train. Only this time, he had chosen the Western wastelands as a training spot, since he had believed he could train there uninterrupted. Oh how wrong he was, it was not an empty waste at all and he would definitely regret coming to this place.
At first his training seemed to be going pretty well. Firing numerous Impact cannons into the ground seemed to attract the locals however, and Rafar soon noticed a string of black wagons rolling towards his location. Evidently, they brought their friendly neighborhood ki users along, as Rafar could spot what looked like ki flashes down by the 3rd wagon in the train. Curious, he flew closer to see what the commotion was, only to regret it instantly as one of the men fired a net at him. Rafar initially planned on brushing it aside like an annoying insect, only to notice at the last second that the net was electrified. It hit him square in the stomach, and the electric charge nearly knocked him out instantly!
He heard a voice from his left, "Look, a saiyan, we can use him as a war slave!"
"Well this isn't going to be..... good," Rafar muttered through clenched teeth as his body was rocked by waves of electricity. Struggling out from under the trick net, his weakened state was no match for the horde of men that attacked him an he was soon punched square in this face, knocking him deep into a well of unconsciousness, but no before seeing many other beings watching in chains.
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#921
Archived
Transferred PL to Jurojin
PL: 0
Overdrive (x3)
Zeni: 2,740
Tag: @membrano
OOC Name: #921
Posts: 150
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Post by #921 on Aug 13, 2016 15:16:43 GMT
#921 woke up to a shock, with another prisoner next to him. Wonderful, they got another one. When would this ever end? He shook his head, with his ears still ringing from the punch. This was horrid. They were getting so many prisoners, taking away their rights, their freedom, taking away everything..... when would it end? He didn't know. But he didn't plan to find out. He was going to break out, and get everyone else out with him. No matter what he had to do. The cyborg looked down, and saw this time they weren't taking any more risks. Chains all over his body, searing chains cutting into his flesh, chains binding him, chains holding him, chains taking him..... chains taking it all away. His freedom His rights. His memories. They would keep him there, keep him wherever they wanted him... keep him as a slave. These chains... they were the true enemy.
The cyborg turned to the man beside him. Clearly a fighter, he could help them get out. Maybe with the 2 of them fighting they could beat the guards.
"Hey, you there, what's your name?"
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Post by Rafar on Aug 13, 2016 15:36:34 GMT
Rafar gradually returned to consciousness, and then immediately wished to go back to sleep. His body ached in a thousand places, and the chains these assholes bound him in didn't exactly help. By focusing all his energy....... he managed to open one eye. As his other senses returned to his body in fits and starts, he gradually became aware of the bouncing of the wagon they had thrown him into. "Well...arghh that didn't go as planned." Rafar's own voice sounded foreign to him, like it was from far away. Clearly he was in bad shape, but he could still fight......probably As the wagon hit yet another bump, he heard a voice from his left, asking his name? "Why should you care, your one of the guards aren't you." Painfully turning, he saw that the speaker was an android by the looks of him, clearly designed for fighting. "Wait a minute, your the guy that was fighting the idiots who shot me down aren't you?'
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#921
Archived
Transferred PL to Jurojin
PL: 0
Overdrive (x3)
Zeni: 2,740
Tag: @membrano
OOC Name: #921
Posts: 150
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Post by #921 on Aug 13, 2016 15:51:13 GMT
#912 turned to face the man. He must have been the saiyan they were talking about. That word. Those people. Saiyans. Why did he remember that? What did that mean... thinking of this triggered something in his mind. Memories flashed. Screaming people. Burning flesh. Buildings falling at the hands of great fighters..... and just as easily as they came, they soon faded away, leaving him with nothing.
"Yes, I fought the guards. I was fighting for our freedom. They... they want to take everything, leave us as nothing but mindless servants. And we can't let that happen. I will, break out from here. I will get out. But, I need your help. I won't be able to take on the guards alone. Will you help me?"
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Post by Rafar on Aug 13, 2016 16:16:19 GMT
Rafar stifled a grunt of pain as the bouncing of the wagon aggravated his injuries. He continued to watch the Android as he looked down at the floor, his body shaking. "Hey are you alright, you don't look so good and I don't want to be stuck in this wagon with a crazy person." He doesn't seem very considerate of 921's mental state, maybe he just doesn't care. "I would like to get out of here, but how do I know I can trust you? You could just abandon me at the first opportunity." Rafar's mind shrank away from the possibility of another beating, he could barely take one, another would kill probably kill him. He laughed cynically, "Although at this point I don't really have any other options, Ill help you."
As he talked, he became gradually aware that the wagon was slowing down. "Hey why are we stopping?"
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#921
Archived
Transferred PL to Jurojin
PL: 0
Overdrive (x3)
Zeni: 2,740
Tag: @membrano
OOC Name: #921
Posts: 150
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Post by #921 on Aug 13, 2016 16:42:27 GMT
Oh god. They stopped. This was bad. They might be here. This might be the end. The end of it all. But #921 was determined. He would get out. He would escape. They can't keep him. "I think this is the end.... we're off to get sold. But think about it. Now is the perfect time to make our escape. Now, I have a plan. But I need you to listen carefully. So, we stopped, it's clear we're going to be sold. But I have the plan. They can't keep all these chains on me when we go up, but I can melt the handcuffs by discharging energy into my gauntlets. Once we get out, I'll wait for the guards to look away and slip away, I'll find a key, and break you out, we fight the guards until we have an opportunity to run, take Tim, and get the hell out of there. It's dangerous, and I don't expect you to want to do it. But if we did, you would be helping all of us.""Hey! Shut up back there, time to get out. Now."The cyborg gestured towards Rafar, as if asking if he was going to help. Soon the guards took them both outside, and set them atop a stand in front of a rather large crowd of people. One of the guards walked over to the saiyan, and began gesturing towards him."Now this one here, he's a fine warrior, a good soilder, bodyguard, whatever combat needs you may have. He's a saiyan, so clearly he's one of the strongest ones here. Now, who wants em?"The crowd began arguing, and calling out prices for him. It wasn't often that they got a saiyan. As they did that, #921 began heating his gauntlets at a slow pace, waiting, waiting for the right opportunity to get away.
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Post by Rafar on Aug 13, 2016 17:09:17 GMT
Rafar would listen to 921's plan and nod grudgingly, "It's a good idea, though many things can go wrong. But since I don't have any better ideas I will do the best I can, since I have better things to do than become a slave" At 921's last statement Rafar appears confused, "Who the hell is Tim?" As 921 began to respond, the guards returned and told them to be quiet or else. They launched him and 921 roughly out of the wagon. "Hey! You know that nobody likes damaged merchandise right? Prices have been falling rapidly these past few months, you should really just let us go." "Shut up slave, you're coming with us." The guards pulled him to his feet and gave him a punch in the gut for his trouble. They led the slaves in shackles to a large wooden platform, where they began auctioning Rafar off like a bag of potatoes. He noticed several humans staring at him fearfully, perhaps because of memories of the Sayian Invasion. "Take a picture it will last longer." Rafar said lazily to the watching humans, almost sounding bored of the proceedingsAs the auctioneer called for bids, his price rose to almost 10,000 zeni, though the arguing grew almost as much."He's mine I was here first!""Like hell he is, you have plenty of other bodyguards, why do you needanother?""Because I want to see him die against my androids, since he is obviously weaker than them. The Sayians took my people, I will take one of theirs""What did you just call me?" Rafar asked in a quiet, deadly voice."I said you are weak and useless Sayian." The man pronounced the word like a curse, an offense a against the. "Now shut up and let your betters talk.""I.....AM.......NOT.......WEAK!!!!!" Rafar's aura flared, waves of force shot in every direction. "SHUT UPPPP!!!!" Humans ran for their lives, with Rafar's ki-enhanced voice and aura tearing the auction house to shreds.
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#921
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Zeni: 2,740
Tag: @membrano
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Posts: 150
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Post by #921 on Aug 13, 2016 17:36:30 GMT
Excellent. He had done just as planned, and created a distraction. #921 quickly discharged a lot of his energy to his arms, melting off the handcuffs. He soon ran away, as several guards ran over to Rafar. "Are you crazy! You're scaring off the customers!"They said, before grabbing him and hauling him off to the side, and pulled out a whip, clearly with the intent to attack him. As this was happening, #921 snuck in the back, grabbing a keychain, but as he pulled it off of the wall, a guard heard and walked over. "Jim? That you?" She said, as #921 jumped under a table and hid. "I'm getting really fucking tired of your little jokes Jim" She said, sitting down and pulling out a drink, before sighing and taking a swig. #921 soon jumped out, before hitting her in the head, knocking her out. "Now," The cyborg said to himself "I just need to get back there and unchain the other slaves."Rafar |
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Post by Rafar on Aug 13, 2016 19:47:58 GMT
Rafar laughed outright as he saw the guards running towards him, telling him to stop at once. Rafar laughed, "Stop? No boys, I'm only getting started," Pulling his wrists apart, he snapped the cuffs like tissue paper, and caught the whips the slave drivers attempted to attack him with. As he did this he would spot 921 breaking himself free and running for a door. Pulling the pair of guards towards him by their whips, he struck them with a single blow each incapacitating or killing them. Feeling a bolt of pain hit his back, he saw that more guards had arrived and were shooting at him. "Really, REALLY? Have you idiots ever watched Z-TV?"
Pouring his ki into his limbs, he caught or dodged every single bullet fired at him, and let them fall out of his hands. The guards, understandably afraid, ran for their lives. "Well that was easier that expected." Rafar glanced at the devastation his rage had caused. "Pretty good work if you ask me, now to find that android."
"WHIRR-CLOMP." Rafar turned in surprise and curiosity to find two more guards in what looked like prototype exosuits. "STAND DOWN OR DIE." A voice blared over the speakers. Rafar ignored the voice and assessed his opponents. The suits were not as big and didn't seem as powerful as the BBA battle jackets, but they were of similar design. Falling into his fighting stance, Rafar would call out, "Bring it on ya overgrown shopping carts."
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#921
Archived
Transferred PL to Jurojin
PL: 0
Overdrive (x3)
Zeni: 2,740
Tag: @membrano
OOC Name: #921
Posts: 150
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Post by #921 on Aug 13, 2016 20:21:11 GMT
#921 quickly left the room, hearing the breaking of chains and the sound of engines starting. Running outside, he saw several large guards, in mech suits, and Rafar, with his binds broken. Of course, he got out himself He thought Well, at least now I know he can handle himself. After the mech suit guards came, dozens of equally large yet less durable robots came out, as reinforcements. The cyborg quickly jumped up, punching one of the robots in the head, before shooting a blast of electricity at another, frying their circuits. "Tim!" He yelled, before running over and freeing the small android."Thank you again sir"
"I'm just trying to get us out of here. See that table over there? Hide under there, and wait for me to come for you. No matter what happens, do not get out."
"Yes sir." #921 soon went back to fighting the androids, hoping for the small robot's safety. He analyzed one android with his scouter, seeing an exposed panel on the back. The cyborg ran over, before pulling it off, and seeing a board of circuitry, bringing several wires out of his hand which attached to the panel. "Rafar! I need you to protect me, I think I can reprogram this!" He yelled. Now was the time. They, were going to get out. No matter what.
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Post by Rafar on Aug 14, 2016 16:29:13 GMT
"Great they brought friends." Rafar muttered as he noticed the much smaller robots enter the battlefield. 921 took one down and claimed he could reprogram it. "Hurry up then, we don't have all day!" Rafar would then leap into the air, launching an Impact Cannon at the ground destroying several of the smaller robots. He landed cat-like on his feet, decapitating one of the mech suits with a vicious ki-infused kick. Doing this left himself open to reprisal from the pilots comrades and he was punched into a wall. Slowly getting to his feet, he would say in between coughs "Is..... that the best......... you got?"
In response, some of the mechs would charge at Rafar, guns blazing. Rafar would launch him right through a mech, destroying it an killing it's pilot. He then found himself in the middle of a circle of bots, each one with a weapon pointed at him.
"GIVE UP YOU ARE SURROUNDED."
"Not for much longer, I'm not."
Two of the mechs fired cables that grabbed onto his legs, successfully keeping him in place. In response, Rafar would drop to the ground and almost break dance, his movements swinging the two mechs in a circle. The airborne mechs would crash into the smaller robots, one after another they fell to the ground, leaking coolants and fuel
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#921
Archived
Transferred PL to Jurojin
PL: 0
Overdrive (x3)
Zeni: 2,740
Tag: @membrano
OOC Name: #921
Posts: 150
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Post by #921 on Aug 15, 2016 0:46:10 GMT
#921 soon infiltrated the AI of the robot. It's previous directions were to kill any trespassers to the auction house. That would be changed of course. But what to change it to? Would he merely make it kill the guards? No, it would be useless afterwards. Would he make it have free will? No, that would be too unpredictable. As #921 was pondering this, several human guards came up behind him, taking advantage of Rafar fighting the robots. They soon pounced upon #921 as he was tinkering with the robot.
"AARGH!" He yelled, as one hit him with a blast of ki, stunning him in place.
"GRAB EM!" One yelled, as they ran over. But the cyborg broke out, and retracting the wires he was doing, discharged electricity all around him, pushing the guards back. He ran over to the robot, quickly deciding on making it obey what he and Rafar said. He then shot a blast of electricity into the robot, activating him and strengthening him, as he slowly rose up, his eyes glowing blue with energy
"Unit-2358 awaiting orders" It said, in a slow, emotionless voice
"Help us take out those guards" #921 said. This would be a wonderful ally. With this on their side, they could break out easily.
"Orders noted. Exterminating life forms" It said, before quickly shooting a missile at the human guards who attacked #921, killing them all in one blast. It then proceeded to walk over to another mech, engaging it in a battle. It attacked with it's left arm, punching it in what would be it's head, had it been a human. The enemy robot quickly attacked, punching towards 2358's side, but do to its enhanced power the mech merely caught it, tearing off the arm and throwing it to the ground. It proceeded to shove it's arm into the enemy mech's arm socket, ripping out it's inner circuitry. It threw the robot's husk at a crowd of robots and human guards, exploding, and leaving all of them either dead or with serious burns. As this happened, #921 was fighting a crowd of robots around him. They shot a beam of electricity at him, overcharging him with electricity, before another picked him up, bringing him to a cage. He coughed blood as they threw him in, electrifying the outer parts so he couldn't escape. Of course, captured again. He sighed, falling to the floor on one knee.
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Post by Rafar on Aug 15, 2016 22:39:03 GMT
Rafar was in serious trouble. There was just too many robots to keep up with. His break dancing trick had faded after a while, as the robots dead frames were reduced to useless clumps of debris. He was currently hopping from rafter to rafter as the army below sprayed him with numerous types of projectiles and ki blasts. He had been given a bit of a breather as 921's hacked robot had surprised the enemy, but now it was as hard-pressed as him to survive.
He had spotted his goal, a small room which contained the power generator for the entire facility, but the frustrating thing was that there was no way to get to it! Every time he had so much as glanced at the entrance, the robots's attention would shift, and they would throw themselves in front of his attack before it could even singe the woodwork. "I can't keep this up, sooner or later one of those robots is going to hit me with a blast I can't withstand. There has got to be a way to get out of here other than in a body bag."
Rafar had an idea. It was a stupid, utterly idiotic idea that had an extremely low chance at working, but it was the only one he had at the moment. He tossed a ki blast at the generator to distract the robots for a moment, screaming at the top of his lungs to be heard over the noise of the battle, "RUN 921!." He would then stare through a window directly at the Earth's full moon.
Rafar had never before experienced the power or rage of the Oozaru. He wasn't far enough in his education at the Sayian academy to learn how to control the beast within, so he was totally unprepared for the beast's overwhelming power and primal mind. In his last moments before he was completely over overwhelmed, he launched himself blindly at the floor, to avoid destroying the auction house. As he sailed through the air, his body grew hair and changed, growing much larger and much, much more powerful. As his body hit the floor, it made it's last changes into a full-blown Oozaru. The beast then climbed to it's feet and bellowed a challenge that could be heard for miles around.
Oozaru Rafar pl (20,713)
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#921
Archived
Transferred PL to Jurojin
PL: 0
Overdrive (x3)
Zeni: 2,740
Tag: @membrano
OOC Name: #921
Posts: 150
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Post by #921 on Aug 16, 2016 3:28:51 GMT
#921 looked over at Rafar, seeing him slowly turn from a normal humanoid, into a giant ape. He saw the giant beast, and immediately memories flooded back. A flash of light in the sky. A giant ape, bringing buildings to the ground. He flashed back to reality, focusing on a way to get out. Perhaps he could pick the lock by pulling his arm out? He reached is arm out to the edge, with the fence shocking him. So that wouldn't work. Suddenly, #921 heard something. It was Unit-2358, coming over to the cage.
"Awaiting orders"
"Get me out of this cage, and hurry, before Rafar sees us."
"Affirmative." The robot said, before slowly walking over, and ripping off the door of the cage. #921 leaped out, falling to the floor without a sound.
"Thanks. Now follow me, we need to get out of here."
"Yes master" It said, before #921 led him towards the generator room. They soon walked in, finding several of the guards huddling under the table.
"Hey, you, are you stupid? Get down, before that thing sees you!"
"Hm. Pathetic. I thought you were supposed to be fearless guards, to protect the merchandise? And now you're here, like puny slaves, huddling under a table." #921 said, before he started charging up a blast of energy in his hand
"Turn this thing off before I fry you."
"Y...yes sir!" The guard said, before she got up and walked over to the generator, immediately going to a control panel. She began typing, her fingers clicking across a keyboard, typing code into the machine.
"Alright, think it'd done."
"Good, now get the hell out."
"Y.. yes, right away" The machine suddenly flashed with energy, overloading with electricity before exploding, creating a large blast that #921 barely survived, but Unit-2358 was not so lucky. His circuitry was spilling onto the floor, with a large piece of metal on the ground from a panel.
"Oh great, my main line of defense against that ape." #921 said, preparing to fight Rafar. Through a large hole in the wall, he saw Rafar's eye flash, wondering when this would ever end.
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