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a_monetized_mind ([personal profile] a_monetized_mind) wrote in [community profile] testrun_box2014-02-02 06:28 pm
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I'm here to kick ass and deliver the mail, and I'm all out of mail-SRWU OC

1.[For whatever reason you're crashing at Jen's place tonight.]

Well, here we go. I don't take too good care of it-work and all-so it might be kind of messy.

[And she opens the door onto an immaculate, modern high-rise apartment. Windows make up the entire far wall, giving a beautiful view of Taipei at night. It's huge too, taking up most of the floor of the entire building. A newspaper, a pistol, and a submachine gun lie out on the coffee table. Jen hangs up her jacket on the coat rack, and heads on into the kitchen.]

Want me to get you anything? 

2. [Some other time, the messenger lady can be found on base, working out or in the showers near the gym. And there are plenty of things to notice-she certainly does this a lot, she's quite fit, she has a small patch of skin on the back of her neck that looks like it's removable-or it could just be that she's a moderately attractive woman and she's wearing less clothes than normal.]


3. [Combat! This time it's you and Jen, just not too far away from a bunch of mecha all decked out in spikes, black paint, pentagrams, and fake skulls. There's a hell of a lot of them!]


...So someone gave them robots, huh...

[Their leader points at you, and a guitar riff wails across the night sky. The hunt is soon to begin.]

4. [Combat! It's you and Jen's Cethlenn versus a pack of 30 meter crystalline monstrosities. Cethlenn is just under 5 meters tall. And Jen is not dealing with it.]


H-hey, you people are good at dealing with this stuff, right? What the hell do we do?
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[personal profile] abugslife 2014-02-12 07:19 am (UTC)(link)
You should know better than to call a woman old to her face.

The last direct contact between our races happened thousands of years ago; everyone who could remember it is long dead, but it was well-documented on our side. Our society changed tremendously in most aspects since then, of course, but some of them remained the same; I presume it's the same for you.

I am not a robot. I am a cyborg, just like you. Although my modifications were much more thorough.
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[personal profile] abugslife 2014-02-12 08:16 am (UTC)(link)
Both our cybernetics and genetic modification technology are highly advanced. Most commonly, they are used to help people with medical problems.

The uncommon form, on the other hand, is used only by highly specialized professionals, those who can afford it, and the most elite of soldiers. A modifier body can greatly increase your strength and skill, and let you pilot much more powerful mecha - not just mass-produced machines, but customized engines of destruction!

It also completely changes your appearance. I wasn't even humanoid before I joined the military.
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[personal profile] abugslife 2014-02-14 09:08 am (UTC)(link)
But a couple of weeks in a tank, the vast majority of which I spent unconscious anyway. Getting used to a humanoid form is easier than it seems as long as you remember that you don't have more than 4 limbs anymore.

A bipedal form is a much more agile and skilled weapon wielder than an insectoid one. Could you imagine swinging a sword when all your limbs are close to the ground? It's not an easy feat, I assure you!

Besides, the pro-earthling party figured that contact with Earth will be easier if their ambassador looks similar to you.