Desolation

[Crash Override]

*He achieved a stable current to the lights,as the generator don´t have the fuel to pump great quantity of eletricity.Back to the console,he began to rerout the power to the the living room,the lights and the doors.Part of it was rerouted to the radio,so he can broadcast a faint signal.*

-Hello? Anyone in the facility? [Local South]

[MrTargareyan]

Still west
D'laria had been walking for hours towards the centre of the dilapidated ruins of the once great city; frustrated, and starting to face dehydration, he knew he needed to find shelter. D'laria spotted an old robot repair centre by the side of the cluttered boulevard, it seemed to have escaped the worst of the nuclear onslaught; hoping there might be water inside, D'laria spied through the filthy, cracked window. There was water. And none of the robots seemed to be active; he smashed the window; shattering it into a thousand pieces. With an air of triumphance, D'laria elegantly jumped the sharp drop to the floor, and picked up an empty bottle of oil on the floor, washed it out and filled it from the cracked flood pipe on in the wall. As he was leaving, he eyed a crowbar on the table; and picked it up. "I might need this" he thought..

[cats]

OOC: Got bored and drew Leais.

Spoiler:

BIC: Leais listened and took note of what the man said, and watched as he stuck out his hand in between them. Violet took a step back thinking that it may be a sign of aggression, but the man, who was now Kashmir, didn't attack. A greeting then? Kashmir seemed amiable enough. He moved slowly forward and jabbed his arm into the air in a similar manner, the Doctor's hand swung out and clasped Leais's, and shook it enthusiastically. In Violet's 17 years in government research facilities, he now realized, he had learned very little about social procedures. Meklar frowned and pulled his gloved hand back, flapping it in the air as if to cool it off. Leais looked down at his hand and realized that the field manipulators were hot, must've accidentally activated them when he thought Kashmir was aggressing.

"My... apologies. I'm Leais, Violet-One. Telekine, serial number GE-TK-00010, Group Beta-3."

The Doctor examined Leais, a quizzical look on his face. Violet spotted a pinprick of movement against one of the decrepit factories.

"We're not alone, you might want to find a weapon, doctor."

[Archduke Daynel, PhD]

Kashmir nodded in agreement.
"See that ship over there?" he said and pointed on a shipwreck a bit away.
"It was the ship of the military unit I was supposed to be in. Looks like they never managed to escape."
He paused for a moment.
"Anyways, if we're lucky there may be some guns there, maybe even some energy cells for my suit. I'm going to try and scavenge it, feel free to join me."

[Professor Fenway]

Ash was halfway through moving several large boulders when he heard Milles' message. "Hello? Anyone in the facility?" was all he heard. Full of static, too. The suit must have a built-in transmitter. By now, he was beginning to ascertain the exact functions of the device. Triangulate Message, he thought. A small holo-map opened in front of him. After pinging a sonar signal to get a rough facility layout, it placed a dot approximately 100 meters from him, in the generator room, past several rooms. One of them was the armory. He nodded, closed the map, and began heading that way.

Of course, he would probably get himself killed anyway. Maybe.

[cats]

I quit the RP, not interested enough.

OOC: Anyone need a spare catian to kill? Mr. Targarden? @Proto, were you planning on making Grey opposition? I was planning to use her as a backup character, but I can definitely work with that...
E: Okay, no one kill the catian, I have plans. (evil laughter)

[cats]

(OOC: Okay, I'm making another character, this one will be more of a villain. Lightspeed, Mr. Targarden, Daynel, and I have a little plan worked out. 'S gonna b gud.
ALSO LOOK I DREW A PICTURE!

Spoiler:

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Name: Grey-Three.

Aged: 25 years (time spent in cryo unknown)

Species: Engineered Human

Personality: Hardened, due to years of living in constant danger, but still human and a little saddened by what her life has become. Everything is in the best interests of the citizens of the New Dominion.

Profession: Test subject, Experiment, Leader of the broken army of whatever was left of the Dominion.

Perks: Extremely strong telekine, can use some telepathy. Knowledge of city.

Flaws: Blind, Old battle wounds and other injuries sometimes affect physical abilities.

Starting Center: West

Background:
Grey was engineered, grown, enhanced, and raised in government research facilities, just like her eleven brothers and sisters. Eventually, ten of them died off, leaving only Grey and her brother, Violet. Being in the Grey group, she had been given much stronger enhancements than Violet. A side-effect of these enhancements was loss of vision in her right eye, which she refused to be repaired. She learned to sense depth using her electronic extrasensory organs. When the pair were 17, when the dominion first attacked, before the bombs started falling, Violet and Grey were frozen in cryo to preserve the experiment.

After nuclear devastation, the scattered remains of the Dominion that had somehow survived banded together, but their numbers were rapidly decreasing and the population was fading, due to diseases caused by the radiation or accidents or raiding automatons. They needed a cure for their illnesses and a new leader. Intel from before the war stated that the government had started a project to build humans that were superintelligent, had incredible powers (some said that they could harness the power of the gods themselves), and a cell structure that was resistant to mutation. The perfect solution for many of their problems. They found and released Grey from cryogenic sleep, allowed her to govern while they tried to copy the cell structure.

8 years passed, at last success. Scientists had finally reverse engineered the process. The next generation born would be more resilient in the nuclear wastes, not fall prey to the malformations in their genome caused by the radiation. In Grey's years of governing, there had been vast improvement in the way of life of the survivors, Grey had served her purpose well, and in the process, lost vision in her left eye. She had learned to sense things long ago, and fared well using equipment in her head instead of eyes. She had also become accustom to the way of life of the New Dominion. She had taken on the hardened psychological exterior of a Wastegoer. She placed herself in cryo again, for the benefit of future generations. If they ever needed her again, they could call on her at any time.

[Prototype]

OOC: @catsonmeth nah, Grey is just the name of a Skytherian dictator that's part of Zero's backstory, not relevant here. But your Grey could be useful, Zero would fear and distrust her due to the name though.

BIC:

Zero tried to crack open the control panel next to the bulkhead, if he could get into it, Phi could hack it, maybe.
<The covering is as thick as the bulkhead, you aren't going to break in>
"So we're stuck?"
<No, there is a control room elsewhere in the facility, if we can find it, I can access all the systems, I might be able to bring the generators online, and I might be able to open the bulkhead>
"How far away is the control room?>
"I don't know, all I know is that there is one, hopefully in here, just be warned, I am detecting weapons nearby>