Tell me now....

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Characters: Protoman and you!
Setting: Varies!
Format: Action to start, but I can match.
Summary: Protoman investigates his new cagehome.
Warnings: Jerky robot for now. Possibly language.


Dorms - Room 1-02:

[The sleep paralysis wasn't an odd thing - usually Protoman couldn't move for a while after a cold boot started. Systems starting up, diagnostics to make sure everything's in working order, recalibration of things to normal settings. He didn't even notice the sleep paralysis, to be honest. He was weirded out by the bootup, however. Wasn't he fighting his father's new pet project...?

There's a sound of something moving, and Protoman's sitting up sluggishly. His right arm erupts in a rearrangement of metal parts, tearing the fabric of the provided suit up as it reforms into a firearm, pointing at the source of the noise.]

Elsewhere:

[Once he's fully awake and dressed (sans the gun arm, though his shield is on his back), Protoman will explore each floor of the tower in sequence.]

_{(If you use a non-dorm option, just specify a location in the subject line, please! I just didn't wanna write out a ton of mini-blurbs since he'd check out the whole place.)}

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Floor 4~

[begin0peration.livejournal.com]

She's been taking her time checking out the tower - Fran just keeps getting sidetracked by all the fun things like parasite arms and troll things and what have you. And plus, to get to floor 4, you have to go through floor 2, and well - let's say floor 2 sidetracked her and leave it at that.

So here she is checking out the super interesting view the tower has to offer, when what is that a Sentinel? She doesn't remember making you, buddy!

"..Did Vengeance commission another ally from someone? So, would you be Sentinel the Fifth~?"

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So this place really was some weird tower. Looks like that kid wasn't lying.

A woman's voice gets his attention away from a window, turning visor-covered eyes and a dimly glowing optic sensor toward her. There's a pause as he considers her question. "No."

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"Oh."

She can already figure out what your subtitle would be, sir. It's Snippy Sentinel.

"Then perhaps the sixth? A new line entirely...?"

That dim red glow is intriguing. She can definitely tell this fellow isn't human, but doesn't seem far enough away from one to be something entirely artificial.. right?

[sullenandroid.livejournal.com]

Naw, he'd be Sentinel Angst-o-Bot.

"I am not a part of any 'Sentinel' line. I am Protoman." His tone is flat, a bit mechanical.

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..oh, she's heard that odd mechanical tinge to a voice before! But, hum, really..? "..Are you a robot, then?"

It's certainly possible, though this fellow seems quite a bit different from the robots she'd seen. The painstaking method of recording personality to be programmed into a 'bot was only difficult because of the time investment, and _{internal ramble rant introspection. You're lucky she's not saying this all out loud as is her habit.}

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"I am," he answers. And yes, Protoman is quite lucky.

[begin0peration.livejournal.com]

She looks a little less interested in you now that she's confirmed your lack of humanity, but hey that's probably for the better considering it's Fran.

"Hum, so they're not just gathering generally living things here. Everything I find out makes this tower all the more interesting!"

The cafeteria

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[Taiki had seen lots of very strange things since arriving in the tower, and lots of things he really didn't want to see either. He was still shaken from dying and from coming back from the dead, even though Castiel had warned him about that.

He was also feeling guilty about telling Gohran to kill people... he still... didn't know why he had done that, it made him want to cry just thinking about it. He jumped every time someone spoke to him, expecting them to be mad at him.

So really it was no surprise that when he almost walked in Protoman in all his armor he dropped his tray in fear and stood there shaking with wide eyes.

He was used to seeing demons, but this armoured man had taken him by surprise.]

Sorry!

[sullenandroid.livejournal.com]

[This floor, this one seemed to be where the organic beings got their food from. He was not intending to linger long here, as there was nothing for him here, but then he almost collided with this long-haired fellow.]

[That fear, that was something he was used to seeing - maybe not so blatant, but still.]

Watch where you're going.

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[Taiki lowered his eyes and bent down to pick up his tray, angry at himself that he had made the man angry at him.] I'm very sorry I was clumsy it won't happen again! [He was still scared but tried his very best to be polite anyways.]

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[There's a moment of Protoman staring, then tilting his head to the side just a bit before it shakes side to side. He walks away with a slight scoff.]

Floor 1 of Dorms

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[As Alice stares, Protoman spots her, and returns the stare for several seconds.]

[He's quiet as he does so - she doesn't seem to be posing a threat - just curious.]

...what do you want?

[consumedpast.livejournal.com]

I apologize, it wasn't my intention to stare, however...



I couldn't help but take note of your appearance. It's quite unique.

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Hmmn. [He makes no indications of accepting, nor rejecting the apology - just a noise that acknowledges its existence.]

I suppose it is.

[consumedpast.livejournal.com]

Have you always held such an exterior?

[sullenandroid.livejournal.com]

It... Has changed somewhat over the years, but the general look of it has remained the same, mostly.

[consumedpast.livejournal.com]

Seems like it would garner you quite the bit of attention.

Floor 18

[handpuppeeet.livejournal.com]

[After all of that crap with the experiment, Ankh was pretty damn annoyed. The medals were back sure but...goddamnit he just hated this place. So now he was taking out his frustration on the reference material strewn about, flipping them open a bit before tossing them. One he opened and flipped through, before throwing it at the wall when it sounded like there was someone on the other side.

That was getting pretty annoying.]

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[Unfortunately for Ankh, there was another sound - that book hitting Protoman's helmet. The robot stumbled before turning his gaze on Ankh. There was the sound of metal parts shifting as his right hand snaked up into the sleeve of his coat, replaced with gun barrels. These are aimed in Ankh's direction.]

Was that accidental, or are you as foolish as you look?

[handpuppeeet.livejournal.com]

[Initially he didn't pay attention to the sound and picked up another book, but when he heard someone speak and the sound of...something, he turned around to come face to face with--] Huh--? [...something. It looked like it could shoot him, and that was enough of a summary he needed.]

Tch. I'm not foolish. And I certainly don't have any interest in dealing with whatever the hell you are. [He brought up his Greeed arm and attempted to push the barrels away, or at least so they wouldn't shoot him directly in the face.]

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[Ankh will find that the barrels do not move initially.]

I find that debatable. [The gun-arm moves away from Ankh's grip, reverting back to a hand.] Maybe you're not a complete fool, though. [Protoman's voice seemed slightly amused by what had transpired, though.]

[handpuppeeet.livejournal.com]

[He gave the gun-arm a quick glance in intrigue, before focusing on its owner again.]

Oh? [This guy was kind of pissing him off!] I already told you I'm not the fool here. You're the one waving guns in people's faces, moron.

[Hypocritical considering how many times he threatened people? Sure!]

[sullenandroid.livejournal.com]

Well. Perhaps the tenacity to stand up to someone pointing a gun at you is still foolish, perhaps it's not. Either way... [The helmeted man shrugs, then starts to head off.]

Just watch your aim next time. I might not be so forgiving a second time.

[handpuppeeet.livejournal.com]

[Are you insulting his aim you sonuvabitch--]

[Eeeye roll.] Tch, am I supposed to be scared of you? You couldn't kill me even if we weren't in this stupid tower.

[But hey man, if you were gonna leave, he's perfectly OK with that, bringing up the book he had picked up previously and leafing through it a bit.