Be warned... there will be blood.

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[Elaine put her metal paw on the wall, a feeling of unease creeping up her shoulder. It was like the Oracore HQ building before... Elaine growled quietly as she shook her head.] "The past's just that," [She muttered silently to herself,] "The past. Now, wasn't somethin' in here?"

*A robot slowly descends from the ceiling. From some words printed on its side you know that it is called a 'Sanguine Reaper Automaton. Sounds violent.*

S.R.A.: "...you are... unique. Who are you?"

[Elaine's head sharply turned around, torn ears flattening as she looked over S.R.A, a paw on her trusted Tigers Eyes weapon, a gift from an old friend. Her eyes held a calculating gaze, and Elaine eventually decided to let go of the weapon.] "...They call me Devex," [She said after a pause,] "I'm a Dusty Tiger it means I got no stripes except for these," [Elaine pointed at her arms and legs, which were covered in scars,] "It ain't too special."

S.R.A.: "...why are you here... 'Devex'?"

'I'm just lookin' for somethin', like a core or a power source...I thought at least one would be here," [Elain's swished to the side as a mix of disappointment and annoyance surfaced to her voice,] "Guess I was wrong."

S.R.A.: "What sort of power source, exactly? There are a few here..."

"Somethin'..." [Elaine paused again, wanting to carefully choose her words here. 'Warmachine' probably wouldn't pass.] "Somethin' big...built like a lion or some other big cat. It was meant for... fights. From what I can tell, I need a circular energy source, or at least that's what's supposed to power the mech." [Elaine took her attention off of S.R.A, against her better judgement, looking for some indication of a core. She didn't see anything, turning back to S.R.A.] "Also, you didn't tell me what you are. Gimme a name at least."

S.R.A.: "...call me... Sarah."

*Sarah motions for Elaine to follow, then heads down a hallway.*

"Sarah..." [Elaine mused over the name, then looked down at the hallway. Tentatively, she followed Sarah down the hall, looking at the walls and the ceiling.]

*Sarah appears to have led Elaine to some kind of energy research lab. There are a few experimental energy cores laying about.*

Sarah: "...this is all that's left... unless you count my energy core."

[Elaine looked back at Sarah and shook her head.] "I wouldn't do that." [Looking at the experimental cores, Elaine leaned closer to one, not daring to touch it. God knows what would happen.]

Sarah: "Don't worry, they're deactivated. Nothing will happen if you touch them."

*Sarah picks up a circular blue-and-orange energy core.*

Sarah: "Would this work?"

[Elaine gazed at the core in Sarah's hand, then gently took the core from her. Elaine looked at it carefully.] "...Yeah," [She said slowly, looking back up at Sarah.] "I think this'll work."

Sarah: "Alright then... anything else you need?"

[Elaine shook her head.] "Fraid not, why?"

Sarah: "Just asking... I suppose you'll be going now?"

Canine: I KNOW SOMEONE IS WATCHING ME!!!!

Cookie: ....

Akira touches some of them

*Vola looks around, trying not to make any sudden loud movements. He fails, miserably, as he trips on a cord, landing face-first on the floor. Pretty clumsy for the god of lightning.*

???: "Why are you here?"

*A strange robotic being descends from the ceiling.*

???: "...you are... unique. Some sort of god, I assume..."

"Uh...y-yes..."
*Sparks crackle from his arms.*

???: "Interesting... I have not yet collected ichor. It will likely be a much more effective fuel source..."

"W-What is...ichor? It sounds like a kind of fruit-flavored candy that I have on my home country."
*He covers his mouth.*
"I said too much."

???: "Ichor is the common term for godly blood."

"OH. That is 70 times worse."

*The robot grins. A syringe-like gun forms on its arm.*

*He sticks his arm out.*
"My blood is just plasma."

???: "...what a shame."

*The gun retracts.*

"Heh. Knew that would work."

Dominic: Hmmmmmm

NEO!Bob: hmmmm...

Jacob: Hmmmmmmm

*The facility seems to be divided into three sections: Weapons, Robotics, and Bio-Labs.*

Jacob: It would be funny if the Bio-labs would give me Changed vibes

*...perhaps.*

Jacob: * goes to bio-labs *

*The Bio-Labs are divided into even more sections. Blood Research, Energy Research, DNA Research...*

Jacob: Where is one that will probably . . .

*...just pick one.*

Jacob: * goes to DNA research *

*The DNA Research lab seems to have been studying leeches and mosquitoes prior to the facility's apparent abandonment.*

Jacob: * goes to blood research *

S.R.A.: "I know."

*S.R.A. fires. A very tiny needle attached to a very tiny tube shoots out of the gun and flies into your arm. It starts draining blood.*

*...you should probably do something quick.*

Jacob: Wait * covers up hole with bandage *

*The bandage does not stop the needle.*

Jacob: Oh * takes out needle and than medical thing *

*S.R.A. simply fires another needle.*

*You've lost a bit of blood... you're feeling a bit lightheaded.*

Jacob: * gets to cover and does more medical and then runs to weapons *

*In weapons there's... a taser that only works once. Not much else.*

Jacob: This is it?!?!

*...the robot probably took or destroyed the rest of the weapons.*

Jacob: Oh, glad I got backups

S.R.A.: "A former facility of Indigo Industries, the leader in secret illegal research."

Jacob: Like what kind of research?

S.R.A.: "Research into how to make robots that are capable of draining all of the blood in a person's body without leaving a scratch."

Jacob: Whoa . . . anything else?

(I will not respond for a little bit, since I have a quiz and it's in locked mode so I won't be able to access anything else until I'm done.)

S.R.A.: "All sorts of things, none of which are your concern."

K))

Jacob: Oh . . . can I look around?

S.R.A.: "...no."

Jacob: Why?

S.R.A.: "You're not looking around because you're not surviving."

*A syringe-gun -haven't you seen that before?- pops out of S.R.A.'s arm. She points it at you.*

Jacob: Ummm . . . what you are about to do is not cash money

*The Blood Research lab has the design schematic for some kind of syringe-gun projected on the wall. Judging from the equipment nearby, someone built one of them.*

Jacob: where furry?

*A noise is heard from above.*

Jacob: * gets out gun and backs away from the spot * the hell??

*A strange robot lands in front of you. It turns to face you. From some words printed on its side, you can discern that it's called a 'Sanguine Reaper Automaton'. Sounds evil.*

S.R.A.: "Look what we have here."

Jacob: you look kind of nice

S.R.A.: "Excuse me?"

Jacob: Well your design looks very cool

(Sorry, had to eat lunch.)

S.R.A.: "...thanks?"

Jacob: anyway where am I

U there? ))

Jacob: am I not suppost to think that?