Will people stop acting like this? If you want the good old days, go to your profile and enable playing in Alpha and Beta. Then see why people like the new updates.
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- Rainbow_Girl
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((The first part.))
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((Did he say that aloud?))
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I was about to retaliate against the man who'd told me to go home before I keeled over and died right here, but I was interrupted by another man introducing himself as Wilson Gray, and apparently he was a high ranking member of ALM and had sent us all the messages. He told us to stay calm until we left, so I decided to just stay calm. Instead, I just turned away from the man and scowled. And when I turned, I saw an incredibly familiar face. No, I hadn't met him before. I'd seen him not too long ago on security clips featured on the news ((I assume he'd been seen on the security clips, because nobody would film the actual event)). He'd broken into a building and killed a number of people.
"The f***?" I muttered. It was crazy enough that this guy had asked me, a girl with a fatal illness that prevented her from doing some things, to do this, but a wanted criminal? I didn't know what was more ridiculous.
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Old Town. What a strange name. I couldn't help but wonder what people had thought of it back when it was new. Probably they'd rolled their eyes and said it wouldn't make sense for a long time. Well, now it did, because the town was blatantly old. The bus pulled up to a stop, and the doors opened. I unbuckled the seatbelt and got up to leave, along with a few other people. Reaching into the bag I had with me, I handed the bus driver some cash.
"Hey, you alright?" He asked after taking the money. "You look awful." What's the world come to when every random stranger worries about you?
"No, I'm not. But you know what else I'm not? Contagious." It was my standard response to the question I'd been getting more and more. I knew it was only a matter of time. Six years. Six years until I died. "So just take my money and leave me alone!" I turned my head away and squeezed my eyes shut to keep the tears from leaking out. Without saying another word, I got off the bus and started heading in the direction I knew the warehouse was. My cybernetic left leg felt heavy, just like it always had, since the day I'd been diagnosed. It seemed to be growing just a little heavier every day, and I knew it was because of my slowly declining strength. It was like the disease saying, Oh, did you forget about me? Nope, I'm still here, and you're still screwed. And just for good measure, you can barely lift your cybernetics.
I tried to block the thoughts out of my mind. No sense in obsessing over my impending doom. Instead, I focused on what was happening right here, right now. I was walking down the street to some warehouse where we would do stuff relating to the messed-up government. I could have easily remembered it all, but I really didn't have the energy or motivation to. ((Translation: Rainbow is feeling lazy)) After some walking, I arrived at the warehouse. Okay, either I wasn't the first one at all or a lot of people used the warehouse for some other obscure purpose. There was a man in a trench coat, a man who looked like he could punch me once and kill me, a girl on a bicycle, a man with no legs (!!!!!!) in a wheelchair, and two people facing said man, one of them carrying a weapon.
"Excuse me," I began, "but did you all get messages?"
((Yes, I know this post sucks. No, I couldn't have done any better.))
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((This isn't a server, genius, it's text based.))
((However, I was wondering if this could be revived or maybe remade.))
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Two days later...
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I'm teaching the cat how to be more of a cat and less of a wannabe human.
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Hate to tell you this, but I have no idea what you're talking about, either.
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I'm teaching a bald guy how to grow hair, but he sucks at it.
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YES IT'S FINALLY BACK YES YES YASSSSSSS
If you couldn't tell, I really liked this roleplay.
I know this isn't a particularly good character, but I tried.
Name: Cassidy Perlon (Likes to be called Cassie)
Age: 18
Gender: Female
Skills: Hacking 3, Bot Ops 3
Hardware: Cyberarm, Cyberleg, Cyber Organs, Enhanced Senses
Wetware: Mnemonic Augmentation, Social Analyzer, Neural Tap
Nanoware: Universal Interface, Oracles
Complications: Diseased
Bio: Cassie was born an only child in a small town. For the first thirteen years of her life, things were relatively normal. She had parents who loved her, close friends, and did average in school. Then, when she was thirteen, everything went to hell.
Cassie and her mom were going home from her friend's birthday party in their car, and some jerk thought it was okay to drink and drive. Guess who was the unlucky victim of said drunk driver? If you guessed Cassie and her mom, you guessed right. Cassie woke up in the hospital with a cyber arm and leg, and according to the doctor, some cybernetics on the inside of her body too. But the news that she was now part robot was ignored in favor of whether her mother had survived or not. By some miracle, she had and had suffered no permanent damage, unlike her daughter. Everything probably would've been fine had luck been on the Perlon family's side.
But luck wasn't on their side, and eight months after the accident, Cassie started feeling strange. She would get fevers and severe headaches frequently, and half the time she would vomit after eating. She told herself it was just a bug, that she would be fine. When she passed out at the dinner table one night, though, her parents took her to the hospital. That was where the workers gave her the worst news of her life: something had gone wrong when she was recieving her cybernetic parts, and the wiring in her arm, leg and organs had infected her with an incurable illness. Taking out the cyber body parts wouldn't help, and besides, she would quickly cease to function if her cyber organs were removed. Her parents (the doctor didn't seem to want to speak directly to her) were told that she had ten years to live. To Cassie, this was even worse than a week to live. She knew her days were numbered, and the long amount of time she had until she died just gave her more time to reflect on everything she regretted and how much she wished things could've turned out differently.
Fast forward four years. Cassie's a senior in high school, she takes pills twice a day for her illness, her friends have shied away, uncomfortable with her situation and not willing to get close to someone who would die in six years, and her parents are fiercely overprotective of her. When she recieved the message, her parents said no, absolutely not, you're sick, et cetera. But Cassie wasn't having any of it. The way she figured, she was screwed no matter what she did. Best to die do something about the crappy government system, right? So she set her alarm for 1 AM and ran away to Lynnhaven.
Appearance: Reddish-brown hair that reaches her mid-back, blue eyes, freckles, pale skin, tall, skinny, left arm and leg are cybernetics, generally looks sick.
Other: Before you ask, yes, Cassie was smart enough to not leave her medication at home. Also, she has a damn good bullcrap detector.
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Welp, guess I'm not tutoring anyone. There goes my extra credit in Nothingness class.
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(Warning: My copy-paste contains spoilers for episode 6 of Minecraft: Story Mode. I take no responsibility if you were spoiled.)
(This has also been censored, since the fanfic I was writing contained a bit of swearing.)
I honestly found episode 6's ending to be pretty disappointing. They theorize about Cassie potentially being an old builder and then they don't even ask her? I would've liked to be able to save her, also, so here's those two plot points combined.
"You had it?!" I screeched. "You? I've been stuck in this stupid world with its stupid two f***ing moons for years! I've been trapped from another world, and this whole time, there's been a portal right under my nose, but I've had no Notchdamn key to open it!"
"Wait a minute." Stacy said, probably catching on to the fact that I'd murdered TorqueDawg and Dan, and indirectly caused Sparklez's death. "Jesse was right, wasn't she?"
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What the hell does that even mean?
Also, there are other good MCSM fanfics. I've written a couple.
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No.
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An endless supply of the following:
1. Spoons
2. Whipped cream
3. Hot fudge
4. Caramel sauce
5. Sprinkles