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[Closed] Poisoned Utopia| Time: Evening| Weather: Cloudy
lubbies:
Once again I was looking at the sky wondering about being free. This life isnt for me but I guess I have no say in it.
Boss- " We have a job "
Me- " What is it? "
I roll my eyes, another job. But I have been a bit bored lately.
Boss- " We need you to locate a man whos been recruiting rebels. "
Me- " Do I have any leads? "
Boss- " He's in underland."
My eyes widen, thats it thats all I have. Ill never find him even if I look for days.
Me- " sir this is crazy, one man in the entire underland. "
Boss- " make a plan. "
I walk out thinking.
Tickles:
Dr. Weil was busy with his new toy when he realized he had a failed project roaming Utopia.
Why I ever thought of making a robot is beyond me, I must have been out of my mind that day. Where is that shut down switch?
He finally found it and hit the button. The robotic boy that received new orders immediately self destructed, causing a bit of damage to the buildings nearby, but no other deaths.
(You're out lubbies. Post was OP, and you had your one warning.)
Bing:
As I returned to the paladin HQ, Mother was waiting outside. She rushed over to me.
"Cyrus, follow me quickly."
"Wh-"
She grabbed my hand before I had time to speak. Running though the streets we raced towards our house. When we arrived she pushed me inside and locked the door.
"Mother, What's gong on?"
"Cyrus, be quiet. There is something you need to hear. Tiberius has decided to have you canceled."
"What do you mean canceled? I'm a paladin, not one of the governments experiments."
"Cyrus, you are a government experiment. You were injected with the virus after you survived an attack on a rebel base. Cyrus, I'm not your real mother. You were the child of two rebels. The squad brought you back, just so you could become a new paladin weapon."
"No, no nononono... This doesn't make sense."
Walking over to our table. I smashed my fist through it.
"They erased your memories when they operated on you. They wanted to create the perfect solider, emotionless, strong and loyal. I was give the task to look over you. But that's trivial now. Just know this, I love you and I always have."
Boom, Boom!
A knock was heard at the door.
"Cyrus, upstairs now."
We ran upstairs, as we ran a loud bang was heard. The paladins had busted the door in. Now upstairs.
"Cyrus, lets go, jump out the window. We'll escape via roof tops."
Throwing a ball of ice through the window, it smashed. I then jumped out onto the roof of the house next door. Mother quickly followed.
"Ok, Cyrus. Follow me. We need to get you out of Utopia."
As we jumped down from the roof. I looked back. I could see the Paladins staring at me through the broken window. I knew them, I had grown up and trained with them. And now they wanted to kill me.
We ran south towards the gate to the underland. The paladins hard on our heels. Turning around for a second, I threw a spiked ball of ice onto the ground. When the Paladins ran by, I exploded it. Shooting spikes into them. It managed to distract them for a bit but, I knew they'd be back on our tail soon.
After ten minutes of running we reached the gate. Bashing through the door to the guard tower. I dispatched both guards with an ice spike to their necks.
We reached the exit door. I could hear the Paladins rushing into the gate.
Mother turned to me.
"Cyrus, take this parachute and jump."
"Aren't you coming with me?"
"No, my pace is here. I'll hold them off. Now go!"
Mother pushed me through the door, I was falling. Looking back I could hear the soft screams of death.
Pulling the shoot, I swore revenge. That bastard, I owed no loyalty to him anymore.
"Don't worry Utopia, I'll be back. You can bet your ass on that. And when I return nobody will be safe. Not even the ignorant."
I hit the ground running. I dashed off into the wasteland, with a mission of destruction as my only thought.
Tickles:
A Chosen was walking around with a new letter in his hand. He had been invited to the rebel base.
Wow, I didn't think my power was that useful. Who new sticky goop can actually come in handy. Well, better get going then.
As he began his walk, he screamed loud into the sky.
Rebel Base here I come. I will not let you down.
The shout is in earshot of Cyrus.
Mr. Fox:
I needed to find something to eat quickly; I had used up my Napalm reserves in that last attacks, now I had no way of defending myself. As I jumped from roof to roof, hiding under any shelter I could find to avoid getting wet, I found a bakery that was closing for the day. I got as close as I could to a loaf of sweet bread. But as I reached for it I heard a ear splitting scream, I was spotted. I jumped out of the way just in time to dodge three bullets aimed for my head. I ran into the street and started to run for my life, I could hear them grabbing metal weapons and giving chase to me. With out my Napalm I would be dead before morning. I saw my salvation, a dark ally where I could just hide until they gave up. As I turned into the ally a foot caught my tail...
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