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Post by Shooku on Nov 15, 2010 19:43:23 GMT -8
What was that? The sound of someone rummaging in debris? The Ferret Skullbeast slowed its skittering slightly, lowering its torso closer to the ground and slinking around a pile of discarded junk. As it rounded the pile, its red gaze fell on a... Machine? A very small Machine, but still one of its own. The skullbeast tilted its bone head in confusion. Was this one of its siblings? Was it hunting the hosts it'd heard? It didn't seem to be hunting.
Suddenly a shrill whistle pierced the air. The Ferret Skullbeast whipped its head around in the direction of the loud noise. '.... Rrr? Hosts are there hosts rrrr?' it muttered to itself, unaware that the small dog-like Machine or the nearby stitchpunks might be able to hear it. Tentatively, it crept closer in the direction of the whistle.
Would it be able to sneak up on them without them realizing it? By now the Ferret had mostly forgotten about Girl, more focused on stealthily finding hosts for its precious (at least to the Skullbeast) cargo.
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Post by brokenbox on Nov 23, 2010 13:11:10 GMT -8
He was quite relieved to hear that 986 knew the way to the Shops. Presumably, none of them would really fancy to be in the middle of nowhere.
"A-are you okay? You're wobbling."
The Rancher only waved a hand, dismissing the though that he wouldn't be alright, because, by all means, he was alright. He dusted himself a little more and then waited for Girl to return. Hmmm, he thought, she's taking awfully long...
That's when he felt something moving closer to him, and brush against his backside. This stratled the doll. The Doll jumped, and was fully alert, ready to shank whomever had 'snuck up' on him. But, he dismissed the thought of harming the person, when her realized that it was only 28.
"D-d-did you guys hear t-that?"
"Yes....what can it be?" 986 responded.
800 tensed up. He had not heard anything, for he had not been paying attention to his surroundings a moment ago. He crossed his arms across his chest, and called out for his pet once more.
Girl's tail wagged when he Master had called out. She looked at the pile once more, before walking away from it. Her movements turned into a slowly trot, until she was running. She clicked in response, letting her Master know that she had heard him.
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Post by Shooku on Nov 25, 2010 14:34:13 GMT -8
((Ffff sorry for not waiting for you guys, but nothing was really happening so I'm trying to move things along a little. >D<; If it upsets you I can just delete it sdfghj)) The Ferret Skullbeast poked its bone head around a fallen slab of wood and immediately drew it back into hiding at the sight of a group of hosts standing around. So many! The beast couldn't implant its tiny Machines in one of them if all the others started attacking it. Mulling over the situation in its head, the Machine clacked its jaw repeatedly in thought. ..... Suddenly it blinked, its optics clicking off and back on. It had it! All it had to do was lure one away from the group! Glancing around at the debris surrounding it, the Ferret Skullbeast searched for something it could use to get one of the hosts' attention. Finally choosing a piece of loose junk in the wall of discarded items, the Ferret swung its curled tail at the area, hitting the loose bit and knocking it free of the rest of stuff. CRASH!
clank
clatter The freed junk bounced down the pile and rolled out into the open, stopping near the cluster of hosts. Hopefully that would tempt one of them over toward it, and the others would stay away. Growling to itself, and pleased with how clever it was, the scorpion-like Machine resisted the urge to peer back around the wooden plank and see the results of its lure. Instead, it crouched down and waited. Surely one of them had to notice that.
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Post by 986 on Nov 25, 2010 15:02:08 GMT -8
986 watched Girl come back to 800, still a little uneasy. She was definitely ready to get moving. Only seconds away from believing the sound was just junk or a trick of the wind, there was a louder, closer sound. A crash, clank, clatter.... Her optics looked around quickly. "We aren't alone..." she whispered. 986 knocked down her skull helmet and pulled out something that she kept hidden. It was a staff, covered in sharp teeth. "I'm gonna check it out..."
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Post by Dewy6 on Nov 28, 2010 11:25:25 GMT -8
Sorry, we went to Iowa where there was no computer D8
28, still looking around nervously, practically leaped out of her cotton when a piece of debris came tumbling down a pile. She let out a surprised squeak and hopped closer to 800, wrapping her arms tightly around his left hand. Mentally scolding herself for being so jumpy, she tried to loosen her grip on the Rancher's arm and set her gaze on the thing that had clattered down.
Still too frightened to say anything, she just stared at it in silence until 986 finally suggested going to check it out. 28 tried to say 'don't', but her voice box seemed squeezed of all sound. So she watched with a concerned expression as 986 made her way carefully over to the source of the noise.
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Post by brokenbox on Dec 22, 2010 19:36:42 GMT -8
CRASH!
If The Rancher would have had optics, surely the pupil would have dilated when he neary jumped out of his fabric. Due to his disability, he had no idea what had caused the crash, which did not do him good. When the crash had occurred, he heard 28 squeak and wrap her arms around his arm. Out of instinct, 800 used his right hand to grab the Medic's shoulder. He squeezed lightly, hoping to calm himself.
"We aren't alone..." 986's voice cam out of no where, "I'm gonna check it out..."
For a moment, he stood there, flabbergasted. What? Was she out of her mind? That's nuts! He tried to say something, but the only thing that he could sputter was syllables and incomplete words.
Meanwhile, somewhere nearby, Girl had heard the crash as well. The machine had yelped in panic, and leaped into the air, before darting into an old doughnut box. She cowered in the tattered, greasy box, tail tucked between her shaking legs and body pressed as close as possible to the ground.
A moment passed, and the tiny machine poked head head out from her hiding spot. She opened her mouth and moaned in her tongue in a hesitant and fearful tone:
...Helloooo?
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Post by Shooku on Jan 10, 2011 16:59:12 GMT -8
((Sorry for making you wait fffff)) At the sound of someone approaching, and only one someone, the Ferret Skullbeast growled softly in pleasure. It had worked! Spreading its spindly metal legs, the Machine hunched close to the ground, waiting as the host came closer... Closer... closer... closer....... Suddenly the beast reared up out of hiding, letting out a gleeful roar and slamming itself down on 986, stabbing its sharp aluminum legs through the fabric on her shoulders and legs. Once she was successfully pinned to the ground, it lifted the blade on its small forearms, aimed it at the stitchpunk's chest and.... ...Helloooo? [/right] The Ferret Skullbeast hesitated. Blinking around itself in confusion, the beast searched in vain for the owner of the voice. Was it a sibling from the Factory? Its attention taken from 986 for the moment, the Ferret unconsiously shifted its weight off of its victim slightly as it called out, 'Rrr hello rrrrrrr?'[/color]
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Post by 986 on Jan 10, 2011 17:53:58 GMT -8
Slowly, 986 had inched closer and closer to the source of the sounds, not sure on what she would find. She was scared yes, but what if this thing was dangerous? She didn't want the two stitchies she just met to get hurt. So she had kept going until...
The source of all the noise reared and roared almost happily; a machine. Quicker than she could move she was pinned down by sharp metal legs. She let out a frightened and pained scream as this happened. Her one weapon had flowen out of her hand landing inches away from her reach. She could see the machine's face and it was close to her chest when something seemed to distract it... Was that Girl she heard? The weight that was on her shifted off slightly. 986 looked at 28 and 800 then at her weapon then at the machine on top of her. She stayed still, afraid moving would regain the machines attention. Glancing back at 28 and 800 she was silently begging for one thing; help.
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Post by Dewy6 on Jan 15, 2011 20:56:26 GMT -8
28 let out a terrified shriek, torn between running for her life and trying to help 986. The decision was made for her when her legs refused to move, molded to the ground with fear. The medic pulled a little needle out of her bag and held in front of her like a dagger, although its best purpose would be as a toothpick for the monstrous machine to use. The silver stick was shaking in her small hands, black optics as wide as could be. "800-- i-i-it's a b-big b-b-beast..." she managed to stutter to the Rancher next to her, although by now that was painfully obvious. Her eyes momentarily flickered to 986's weapon lying on the ground, just out of reach. If they could get it to her, then she could defend herself, but that meant going towards the skullbeast. 28 tried to summon up some courage, but her legs seemed locked in place by invisible rods.
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Post by brokenbox on Jan 16, 2011 17:24:40 GMT -8
At the roar, 800 jumped. He heard skittering, and then 986 shriek. Not good. If he had skin, he would be pale.
"800-- i-i-it's a b-big b-b-beast..." he heard 28 stutter.
His optics flickered. No, really? They needed to help 986. But how? He was blind, and 28 was shaking in her fabric, and Girl... Creator knows where she is!
"What's... What's the beast doing?" he whispered to 28, hesitant at first.
Girl cocked her head to the side as she waited for a reply. But, none came. She was beginning to doubt her sanity. She looked around before deciding to return to her Master.
Rrr hello rrrrrrr?
Girl halted. She joyously faced the direction of the sound. There was someone else! Someone else who spoke her tongue, and responded to her calling! Even though she was glad, she had to be cautious. She didn't know whom the voice belonged to. Cautiously, she approached the voice.
You are like me, yes? Bone and machine?
She moaned out. Girl took timid steps as she neared the owner of the voice. And she saw it. It was like her! Though, a bit bigger and it looked weird. It was pinning something down.
986? she drawled and shrunk back, what are you doing? You wont hurt her? Wont you?
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Post by Dewy6 on Jan 17, 2011 18:43:56 GMT -8
Shaking like a brittle leaf in a tornado, the pale stitchpunk quietly answered, "I-it's on 986, ab-bout to shred her, b-b-but it's looking around l-like it h-heard something." The words fell out of her mouth like rocks being carried over a waterfall, slowly and erratically. Her optics once again flickered to the weapon lying on the ground, an idea forming in her head. Taking a breath to try and control her stuttering, she whispered her, perhaps not quite thought out, plan. "986's w-weapon it just out of her reach. If we c-could distract the beast for a m-moment, she could grab it." True, she didn't quite know how they would go about distracting this large machine without getting their own fabric ripped off their artificial skeletons, but at least it was something. A growling noise alerted 28 to Girl, whom she had until recently completely forgotten about. The loyal machine appeared to be... talking to the menacing skullbeast. Maybe Girl could help the whole situation...
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Post by brokenbox on Feb 19, 2011 12:27:07 GMT -8
"I-it's on 986, ab-bout to shred her, b-b-but it's looking around l-like it h-heard something."
The Rancher scowled to the best of his ability. It was on top of 986? That's not good. That was definitely not good.
"986's w-weapon it just out of her reach. If we c-could distract the beast for a m-moment, she could grab it."
Well, that sounds like a good plan! There was a familiar growl, and 800 closed his mouth as he was about to yell out, trying to divert the machine's attention to them, and away from the pinned down ragdoll.
Girl.
Of course, she was machine, and could communicate with other machines. Maybe she could aid them. He listened quietly as Girl moaned out, though, he could not understand a thing she was saying.
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Post by Shooku on Apr 3, 2011 8:52:48 GMT -8
'You are like me, yes? Bone and machine?' came the reply. The Ferret clacked its teeth together absently. 'Yes rrrr. You are sister then rrr, are a sister, yes? Rrrr.'
It blinked at the smaller Machine as she entered its field of vision. She certainly looked like one of its siblings. '986? What are you doing? You won't hurt her? Won't you?' The skullbeast cocked its head slightly in confusion. 'Am fulfilling my purpose, rrrr. Hunting rrrr hunting for Father, rrr.' it growled in return, then directed its attention back to its unfortunate victim and, in a practiced motion, slashed at the fabric of her chest with the blade attached to its arm.
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Post by 986 on Apr 3, 2011 11:14:43 GMT -8
986 focused her optics on 800 and 28 when they started talking. Are you guys going to help me? She thought in a fearful and slightly panicking state. She yelped slightly when the machine pinning her down started talking to Girl. Girl! Maybe she could get this thing off me! The thought streaked by. But all that seemed to happen was Girl's own fear backing her up. Then, the machine growled and the next the thing she knew the machine slashed the fabric of her chest. 986's optics widened and she shrieked loudly in terror and pain. "Someoneanyonehelpme! Idon'twannadie! Idon'twannadie! Getitoff! Getitoff!" She shrilled quickly.
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Post by Shooku on Apr 6, 2011 15:54:28 GMT -8
((Since Niina dropped 800 and Girl, I got her permission to say that Girl got scared and ran off, and 800 chased after her. o3o;))
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