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Lab 0
Last time on Phansiteball Z! Robo-Fortune easily kidnapped Urumi, and is returning home with her in tow! ...Okay, that's enough dramatic effect. The cat opens the door with a flourish. Honey, I'm hooome!
*Urumi just sighs and wonders why Robo took her all the way to Lab 0*
OOC:*Sits back with a bucket of popcorn to see how long this will crash and burn*
Robo-Fortune hums a cartoony-sounding tune as she basically drags Urumi through the halls. Here we go! My creator shall be proud of me! The lighting around here is dim, save for some fluorescent lights scattered around. Someone should get that fixed.
*Urumi looks at Robo* Hey Robo why did you take me here?
OOC:Sits next to Indiana,sipping from a large multicolored cup while wearing 3D Glasses.
So my creator can use you as a power source obviously! Now juuust wait here! Robo-Fortune opens a door and steps inside. After a minute or so, there's a shout, and then some frustrated mumbling. Robo-Fortune steps outside dejectedly. Wrong person, BEEP BOOP MEOW. However, we still need to test you.
*Urumi just sighs* all right then...
Robo-Fortune leads Urumi to a different room, this time with multiple strange instruments lying around. She seems to frown as she observes the area. Valentine is not currently in the Nexus, as far as my knowledge is concerned. Fortunately, I have downloaded every episode of "Scrubs" onto my harddrive, so I should be able to do this.
*Urumi was just confused about all that has happened*
Now... Robo-Fortune holds up a syringe. I just stab this in your arm and pull, right? Or perhaps your neck will work...
Ok then... it's not like its the first time I have someone stab me with a syringe before
You know how? Then okay! In one swift motion, Robo-Fortune literally stabs Urumi's arm with the syringe. This should be efficient!
*Urumi just sighs* So what was in that syringe?
Nothing. I am simply taking a blood sample. By some miracle, Robo-Fortune manages to get something. She takes the syringe out. Urumi's arm is going to be hurting from that... It is time to weigh you. Vwoosh. Robo-Fortune literally throws Urumi onto a nearby scale.
Ow....
Hm... yes, yes. Adding to database. Robo-Fortune grabs a measuring tape and makes a few quick measurements, then throws Urumi onto an examination table. Perfect. I should probably cuff you to that thing while we analyze the results.
Ok then... Its not like im going anywhere
After locking up Urumi's wrists and ankles with the table's cuffs, Robo-Fortune runs off with the sample...
*Urumi does nothing but just wait and tries not to fall asleep*
Heavier footsteps approach Urumi's table, followed by light metallic ones. "So what were the test results again?" Undefined, creator. The blood appeared normal, yet there is a strange quality to it. "That 'demonic power' you heard about, yes?" A pair of metal fingers pull Urumi's eyelids open. She's greeted by the sight of a metal face with a living brain in a glass dome. "Yellow eyes. Not related to the Skullgirl, but perhaps Parasites instead."
*Thinks "How long is this going to take"*
What should we do with her, creator? He rubs his chin, looking up at the ceiling. "We keep her here. Chances are, we may find that 'other girl' that masked person mentioned. If you see another Urumi outside the lab, kill her on sight." Understood.
*Thinks "like that's going to change anything"*
"Now then, take her away. And please use a syringe properly this time. You should have at least some reasoning from those medical files I had you download." Er, about that, I actually downloaded- oh, he's gone. No matter! Something stabs into Urumi's other arm. A sedative, probably.
*Thinks "Why is this my life"*
Later, Urumi would wake up in a simple room without her weapons. It seems there's no way out. She brought this upon herself, to be honest.
*Urumi just sighs and looks around the room*
It's a simple, cozy room, with a basic bed. Not much else. A metal door prevents her escape.
Well at least I'm not going to get killed anytime soon *Urumi gets up and goes to the bed*
*the Winslow Accord agent knocks on the door of the lab* Hey... here to do a check up.
*Setsuna rides up to the lab in a T34 tank, blasting the door* I learned from an anime this is how you do things. I'll save Urumi-chan!
The door is blasted down, leaving a very dazed robot cat under the rubble. The mechanical man looks out at the destruction, then simply shrugs with incredible tiredness and walks back into his room. "I don't have time for this."
*Urumi does not hear whats going on outside and just sits on the bed, soon looking to see if there's any TVs in here*
*he walks through the hole holding his Razorback smg* Well then... thanks...
*rides the tank to Urumis room with surprisingly little resistance* Urumi-chan! Let's go! We have galaxies to see!
... well then... *he goes digging out the rubble and repairs Robo Fortune*
*Urumi had somehow fallen asleep*
Welp. *uses a crane to pull Urumi in the tank* Guess we're good. *Activates the rocket propellers and shoots thru the roof*
[A rolling of dice can be heard outside.] Ah, perfect, then I guess I'll enter this place then! [Teddie enters this place because RNGesus told him to.]
BEEEEEP BOOP MEOW. Regaining motor functions. Control unit was offline for a while. Robo-Fortune surveys the damage. Good thing this is barely canon, or else this would take forever to repair!
Well even if this was canon, the power of godmodding could also fix this place up! [A laugh track plays softly in the background.]
Indeed. Unfortunately, my creator has not given me a godmode function. Perhaps I should ask.
Hey, wait a minute... [He looks closely at Robo-Fortune.] I think some fat guy with a keyblade told me about you, I think his name was Al or something?
(edited by Teddie-Anon)
Yes, Fat Albert. I was on his side in a non-canon thread that would have been retconned even if it was canon. Good times.
Ah, I see. Always fun to join a side, always guaranteed to have people that want to fight or kill you just because they think they're right. Great fun for people that like to do that stuff for kicks.
Getting into easily-avoidable fights is a specialty of mine, so the risks are negligible. The motives of fleshbags are of no concern to me, except those my creator programmed into me. Although I question if he was thinking straight when he made me, BEEP BOOP MEOW.
[Teddie laughs.] Y'know, that's also a specialty of mine.