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brave police: j-decker | gunmax

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[No video for you, kids. Gunmax isn't about to put his face all over some mystery space internet. You do get to listen to him complain, though.]

Oookay then, now that I'm pretty sure I'm not having some kind of sensory malfunction, I figured I oughta start getting information out of the locals. The creepy dudes in the robes already dropped what I assume are the basics on me, but there's gotta be more to this than "hi, welcome to the robot planet. You're stuck here forever, make yourself at home". I kind of had things to do back home. Important things. Things that didn't include being kidnapped by alien robots.

Anyway. It's probably a long shot, but if any Brave Police just happen to be hanging around here, shoot me a heads up. Oh, and if anyone happens to find a really big motorcycle, that's mine. Try not to mess with it, yeah?

[Nope not even dropping a name. What a courteous guy right. He grumbles something to himself before killing the feed.]

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[Deckard wasn't exaggerating - Gunmax will be able to /feel/ the pure energy he's just poured into his systems. There's a bit of a charge as the new modifications start to work with it, leaving him likely feeling a little jittery - something he won't notice as much down the line but he's probably HIGHLY sensitive to right now. But the feeling won't get any worse - if anything, it gets better - and definitely no explosion or sudden combustion.]

Good. Now to get GunBike here so it can be refitted too, and you're all set.

[He doesn't like jittery. It's weird. He looks a little perturbed by it but he's not complaining. Mostly because he's still trying to look like a badass.]

Yeah. I heard it might be in the junk yard.

Which if it is, I'm going to defenestrate someone. Nobody puts my baby in a junk yard!

[That gets a rueful grin.]

Only if you think you can take on that spatial anomaly. From what I understand, we all wind up first in the junkyard, having fallen from the Lambda. That's where the Acolytes find us, and they take us to their temples. The Acolyte who found you wouldn't have known to grab your bike too.

Come on. Finish that - [He nods at the cube.] - and then I'll help you find your bike.

Well I'll throw that guy out the window, then.

[Ugh okay. Gunmax finishes the rest of it as fast as he can because UGH OKAY.]

Lets get the hell outta here.

[Deckard leads Gunmax from the med-bay and back into the general temple. It occurs to him that it's...a rather LONG walk from here to the Junkpile, and Gunbike could be pretty much anywhere in the extensive heaps of garbage once they /get/ there. He'll ask around for...some kind of transport, any kind, but they're either not available or there just aren't any. Finally, the BP leader turns to his teammate, apologetic.]

I don't mind walking. Or, uh . . . giving you a ride. [bit of a grin] If you promise not to crush my emergency lights.

[Gunmax just looks at Deckard like he's speaking some alien language. Did he really just offer to-

no. no way.]

A ride. You're kidding. How far is the junk yard from here?

[His small grin remains a bit apologetic. He understands, bro. He really does.]

The edge is about twenty miles from here. And it's at least a good fifty miles across. It's massive.

((ooc: LOL throwing out numbers that sound good! Actually…I have no idea how big Haven is or how spread out things are. I'm just kinda trying to guess based on the sizes of the mechs and how big a FF's territory might be. 9,9))

[Gunmax just looks. Defeated. There's no way he wants to walk a distance like that.]

I swear to the wacky robot space Gods Deckard, if you breath a word of this to anyone, I'm gonna spray paint you pink.

With green polka dots.

Puke green.

[Sorry . . . in spite of himself, that does get a chuckle out of him.]

If I wake up mysteriously repainted one day, I'll know who to ask first. I can't promise no one will see us, but I'll do my best.

If I have to start plucking people's optics out, I will.

[He may or may not be kidding. Gunmax just crosses his arms and looks impatient]

Well? Get on with it.

Let's at least get out of the temple first.

[He'll lead the way outside, then out a ways, and will finally pause to change, engine idling.]

BP Express, at your service?

[Yeah, he's kind of trying to make light of things a bit. Because, really, it's kind of embarrassing for /both/ of them...]

How should I even...

[Really how complicated could this be. Gunmax circles Deckard a couple times before hesitantly climbing onto his roof. Um hmm.]

Okay, we got this. I think.

I'll try to keep it as smooth as possible. [The last thing he needs is to accidentally bounce Gunmax back /off/ his roof. …he'd never hear the end of it.] Let's go!

[And true to his word, he's not /slow/ per se, but he's easy on the going.]

[Too bad /where/ he's going, there aren't any actual roads yet…]

[gunmax is just going to hang on and be REALLY REALLY ANNOYED the ENTIRE TIME and just glare at people if they happen to pass any]

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Whoa, hello BOLDTYPE where'd you come from? >,o Sorry about that...

it was rad yo

<3

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Because I'm kind of horrible and I know it would embarrass Gunmax. XD

it's beautiful. BEAUTIFUL.

XDDD We're both so bad...

THE WORST it's amazing

LMFAO Gunmax ILU! XD

awww yea

XD

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NGL I wanna see this drawn now! XD Might try it myself...

oh god so do i amazing