"I can assure you, im not happy about being in this...phoniex project."
Franklin Takayama
"I was part of the Red Ring, I stood by Shrouds ideals, among other things."
The Walking Nuclear Reactor.
"Plutonium, pilot of Odin, Launching."
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He wasn't big on...touch. least not from people he just met.
"Thank you, Cam."
[She said as she took him down gently. Making sure not to move him before he was properly disconected from the mech.]
He wasn't big on...touch. least not from people he just met.
"Thank you, Cam."
[She spoke as she flew closer.]
"Need a hand on getting down?"
[She offered a gauntlet3d hand to the other.]
"Your wings are quite impressive. "
He stressed, changing the subject, pressing s few buttons, the cockpit in the chest of the mech opening up, people eyes blinking as they adjusted to the natural light.
"No no, I can assure it and expelled it as seen for, I can even cause burns by touching people if I wished. "
a moment of silence .
“ what would happen if you didn't have the machine in combat . would you just like ... bIow up or something .ᐣ ”
very typical of her to make something like that one of her first questions .
"This machine can..harness the nuclear energy my body creates, think of me as a battery, I'm merely making sure it's strutted are still operational. "
"No no, I can assure it and expelled it as seen for, I can even cause burns by touching people if I wished. "
"This machine can..harness the nuclear energy my body creates, think of me as a battery, I'm merely making sure it's strutted are still operational. "
tapping her foot .
“ soo, what are you doing .ᐣ i'm not SUPER familiar with tech, so you might have to dumb it down for me . ”
"....apologies...im not...great with people."
"This machine can..harness the nuclear energy my body creates, think of me as a battery, I'm merely making sure it's strutted are still operational. "
"....apologies...im not...great with people."
she looks the mech up and down before continuing .
“ just watching . ”
Ignoring it for now. Pluto adjusted one of the cables with a groan.
"....can I help you."
"....apologies...im not...great with people."
"Your wings are quite impressive. "
He stressed, changing the subject, pressing s few buttons, the cockpit in the chest of the mech opening up, people eyes blinking as they adjusted to the natural light.
[She said with an ambigious tone. She really didnt care for his origin. The only thing that matters to her is the now.]
"I was a member of the Red Ring...this was made to combat mecha man and any hero who planned to stop us....till I was caught and the SDN offered me a option, join the phoniex program, or be trapped in a lead box, forever."
"Your wings are quite impressive. "
He stressed, changing the subject, pressing s few buttons, the cockpit in the chest of the mech opening up, people eyes blinking as they adjusted to the natural light.
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"I was a member of the Red Ring...this was made to combat mecha man and any hero who planned to stop us....till I was caught and the SDN offered me a option, join the phoniex program, or be trapped in a lead box, forever."
[She asked. She wasn't all too smart when it came to anything other than weapons. But for weapons, she was insanely smart. After all, she had to know how they worked. Its her job]
"It can use a chain fed rotary gun, armor piercing rounds and incendiary.
A rocket propelled grenade launcher, tear gas, smoke, and nerve gas.
As well as a beam sword, though it uses radiation."
"I was a member of the Red Ring...this was made to combat mecha man and any hero who planned to stop us....till I was caught and the SDN offered me a option, join the phoniex program, or be trapped in a lead box, forever."
"It can use a chain fed rotary gun, armor piercing rounds and incendiary.
A rocket propelled grenade launcher, tear gas, smoke, and nerve gas.
As well as a beam sword, though it uses radiation."
What kind of weapons if you do not mind me asking?"
[The amgel asked as her six 16-foot wingspan wings beated gently.]
He usually wasn't this open but...he enjoyed that someone else liked his machine.
"He can use a variety of weaponry as well."
"It can use a chain fed rotary gun, armor piercing rounds and incendiary.
A rocket propelled grenade launcher, tear gas, smoke, and nerve gas.
As well as a beam sword, though it uses radiation."
He usually wasn't this open but...he enjoyed that someone else liked his machine.
"He can use a variety of weaponry as well."
[Her voice was mostly monotone, but there was a hiny of respect in it.]
"Regarless the fact you know how to pilot it is already a feet."
"Plutonium...this is Odin."
He adjusted one of the many cables inserted into one of the port augments on his body.
Nuclear energy levels are good.
Good.
He usually wasn't this open but...he enjoyed that someone else liked his machine.
"He can use a variety of weaponry as well."
"Plutonium...this is Odin."
He adjusted one of the many cables inserted into one of the port augments on his body.
Nuclear energy levels are good.
Good.
Crimson armor glistening in the lights.]
"Evening to you pilot."
[She spoke. Her voice echoeing like a cannon.]
"Cameal. Angel of war. And you?"
Plutonium looked over the displays on the screens in odin, the 30 foot mech he piloted, and provided energy too.
His screens highlighted a newcomer.
"....evening."
"Plutonium...this is Odin."
He adjusted one of the many cables inserted into one of the port augments on his body.
Nuclear energy levels are good.
Good.
Franklin's height: 5'8
Franklin's height: 5'8
He'll tehe two then
He'll tehe two then
"Very."
He stated, wiping his hands off, and adjusting his tie.
"Glitter....correct?"
There's no way they ended up in the same place ..
Glimmer strides over, closing the distance.
" .. What a coincidence. "
Plutonium was currently looking over odin, the mech he made back in his red ring days, it was about five feet bigger than mecha man's.
He glanced over his shoulder, people eyes locking onto the other, giving a nod.
They passed by some in the old days.
"Very."
He stated, wiping his hands off, and adjusting his tie.
"Glitter....correct?"
Go eat.
.......
He'll sneak a hotdog.
.......
He'll sneak a hotdog.
Seriously?
.......
He'll sneak a hotdog.
Seriously?
Seriously?
God he hates it here