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Post by Morph on Apr 13, 2009 18:32:17 GMT -5
Morph grimaced a little as he looked at poor Blazen's misfortune as the boy got up with a painful look on his face. He hoped he wouldn't feel it too much for too long, as he knew that such a slam could be painful in the area he had gotten it in.
As Blazen addressed the issue more deeply now that they had gotten out of the way of unwanted eyes and ears -- hopefully anyway -- Morph turned his attention back to the cyborg. "I think that that will be hard to do without further electronic equipment, and I dunno if you have that close at hand here in Hell, but I'm not all too versed with the use of that stuff. Unless there is like a switch or a button on him we can flip or push and have it all work out..."
[[OOC: Braindead so it's short. D: ]]
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Post by Great Saiyaman on Apr 18, 2009 13:06:21 GMT -5
As Morph made his statements of discouragement, Blazen was busy. He put a hand gently over the head of the cyborg. Slowly the ice began to melt around its head. Blazen continued to push until he felt the back of the cyborg's head. He moved his hand around it, looking for a slot, a button a switch a something. Eventually Blazen pushed his hand around the cyborg's head and continued to look around its head now avoiding its face. Blazen just didn't feel like getting bit if the cyborg was regaining consciousness. Blazen then pressed something against the back area of the head. He didn't notice it right away, but he waited to see what would happen.
((I think Zane should decide what this does, just to get the plot moving.))
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Post by InZanety on Apr 18, 2009 14:59:13 GMT -5
Luckily, the cyborg was shutdown, allowing either his redeye or the switch in the back of his head to sink in and activate. The cyborg's strange screws, and bolts unwound enabling the skull to open up and cover the face.
What was inside wasn't TOO complicated. It showed a switch, and on the top and bottom of the switch was 2 symbols. One of them represented 'closed circuit,' meaning 'complete' or 'on,' and the other one represented 'open circuit,' which meant the opposite. What was also seen was a gel-like tube leading from the 'esophagus' to a red, faintly glowing, transparent brain. It seemed to be flickering as well, as though it was trying to turn on. It was still way too cold for it to do so.
A noise could also be heard from the cyborg's left hand, a hole in the hand could be seen, trying to open...
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Post by Great Saiyaman on Apr 22, 2009 17:20:14 GMT -5
Blazen took some looks at the inside of the skull. He understood it at a basic level but drank up as much as he could. Looking around the wires and the transparent brain. He was tempted to poke it. Very tempted. Still, Blazen kept his mind's gears working, looking over the robot for something else to look at to try and crack this thing. He saw the hand move as he came around again. Blazen turned to Morph.
"Looks like he's waking up." Blazen was grinning as he put another hand over the cyborg's left. He slowly melted the ice around the hand, down to the wrist. With the ice gone, Blazen sat and waited for it to something again. This time something more interesting, perhaps.
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Post by InZanety on Apr 22, 2009 18:14:37 GMT -5
The hand opened up, and the hole in it did as well. Then out popped an Adaptive Plug. A plug that can hook up to any jack into any electrical equipment in anyway, even if its USB.
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Post by Great Saiyaman on Apr 26, 2009 16:22:36 GMT -5
Blazen looked at the hand and the plug. Perfect, almost too perfect. There was probably a reason for it though. Never could be too careful, then again, not careful enough. Contradictions aside, Blazen and Morph had lucked out. Now all they needed was something to upload this cyborg's data on and take a look at it. They could go to Blazen's place in hell, hook it up to something there and take a look at its insides, without killing it of course. Now, Blazen felt it was time to move this guy one last time maybe. Just one problem, Blazen.
What?
Which way is home?
Blazen frowned and turned to Morph.
"Well unless you have a flashcard or something we're going to need to get this guy to my place." Then he got an idea, "I say we close him up, wake him up, and walk him there. A lot easier than carrying him. If he gets to rowdy, he just take him down and push him along." Blazen explained, then grinned, "Sounds like an adventure to me. You in?"
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Post by Morph on Apr 26, 2009 18:22:36 GMT -5
[[OOC: Sorry for no reply for so long. Assignments drain both time and inspiration. D: Good to see you guys took initiative though.]]
Morph watched on with care as Blazen handled the cyborg slowly and thawed out the body more and more, staying a little bit away for safety reasons but close enough to jump in when his aid would be required.
His brow raised when the hand stirred and a hole opened and something came out, some sort of plug. The plug looked rather odd to him, like it was morphologically adaptive. He saw Blazen look up at him from his work and he gave him a questioning and hesitant stare in return. "I... guess it would be." He murmured a little. "I'm not all too keen on waking him up, but with us two here and noone else to get shot, it should be fine." He sighed some as he walked closer to help thaw out the cyborg. "I just hope this isn't going to come back to bite me in the ass."
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Post by Great Saiyaman on Apr 26, 2009 20:10:34 GMT -5
"Hey I nearly got castrated, as far as I see it. The worst is over." Blazen held a hand over the cyborg and held out another to Morph, it was a stop signal. A ball of fire formed on the hand over the cyborg and blew out. The blue fire fell onto the fire like shotgun pellets and would slowly eat away at the ice. As it did so, Blazen pushed the thing exposing the cyborg's head back into place.
"Now all we need to do is find my place." Blazen said casually, but literally. He then pointed to the south as he stood up waiting for the cyborg to either just lay there or turn on. "I think its that way." Blazen continued in his blissfully stupid state. Perhaps he didn't quite realize just how big Hell was, or maybe he had a really good feeling. Or maybe Hell was north and he was going to lead them to a fiery death with lots of pain and not a bandage in sight. They'd just have to find out.
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Post by InZanety on Apr 27, 2009 9:17:57 GMT -5
As the ice began to melt, the Cyborg's symbols and eye flickered to life.
"Ugh..." The Cyborg held up his hand to his head, showing he had a headache. "I wake up to find my status file saying I was in some sort of cyrogenic state. I also wake up to a headache and some new element installed in my systems... Mind telling me what happened... and where the Hell are we?"
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Post by Morph on Apr 29, 2009 17:54:09 GMT -5
"Look on the bright side of it," Morph replied to Blazen's commenting on his unfortunate landing, "it could've been a lot worse. It could've been me who nearly got castrated." Regardless of what was said though, he had agreed with the plan the Fire God had put forth and did not stop him from his actions in unfreezing the cyborg, who soon got back up and ready for action again. Morph held himself ready, not quite trusting the malfunctioning nutjob of a half-man. "Good morning boltshine." He murmured with a little nod to the being. "You fell quite sound asleep, we had to carry you to a better place to stay than the middle of a highway. Welcome to Hell. Can we take your order?"
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Post by Great Saiyaman on Apr 29, 2009 20:35:50 GMT -5
"Our special today is 'Lets Open You Up And See What Makes You Tick,'" Blazen said with a devious smirk, "with a side of lobster bisk of course." He added, then began to get a bit more serious, losing his smirk. He turned to the cyborg fully. Blazen figured the machine deserved some sort of explanation and Blazen felt like he should be the one to give it. After all it was his mischievous scheme, and the brains of the operation. Oh in sickly hands they were in.
"Ok, listen. We think you're someone we know. I looked inside your head and found a button that opened up a jack to virtually any electronic plug of any sort. This way we can look into your records perhaps and find something you didn't or simply can't for unknown reasons. We're going to the Devil's mansion. My house. Honestly I don't know which way it is and that's one of the reasons I unfroze you. Oh yeah, we froze you. I forgot to mention that, you went batshit crazy and we had to subdue you somehow and get you down here. Anyway having you walk with us is easier than pushing you the whole aimless way. So be a good robot and don't go batshit crazy again, or this time we may melt you for scrap metal, savy?" Blazen explained as best he could. Perhaps this was good news or perhaps this was bad news. Blazen didn't care so much what the robot thought. If they got Zane out of there then the robot would be gone anyway. If they couldn't then Blazen and Morph would probably have to report this and then the robot would be gone. Either way the cyborg's personality may not survive this day, but for a good cause at least.
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Post by InZanety on May 3, 2009 21:02:20 GMT -5
"...I can't garantee anything. Some program called PhyrexianCombatProtocal273.exe keeps activating, and it causes me to go 'batshit,' as you call it. It usually doesn't happen again for awhile though. As for our location... Initiate Navigator.exe."
After the command was said, the cyborg's eye projected a circular GPS image. At first it said "Scanning..." but then it showed a map. The map showed a Compass, and it also showed that the trio was near ruins which was to the South.
"Recognize these structures?"
((Should we continue this in the Hell, Realm of Evil forum?))
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Post by Great Saiyaman on May 4, 2009 15:06:01 GMT -5
((I suppose we should. The thought came to me several times but the action did not. So lets go thar then. I'll start it.))
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