My Friend Of... Despair

[Raine]

"f**k dude.."She mumbled before shooting at the robot with her new pistol.She ran when the bullets richoched off of the robots armor.She fired the whole clip at the robot attempting to damage it even a bit.

Raine was practically frozen in place when she saw that the robot hadnt even a scratch on it.

[Archetype 401]

The beeps that escort the missile to firing time are increasing in intervals rapidly. Soon there is nothing but a single, high-pitched “beeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeep!” then “click!” as the trigger slides into place, and the rocket is launched. The Android does not even fall back a step as the projectile is shot from his chest, and the second missile slides into place immediately.

Honing in on the woman identified as “Raine,” the missile levels out, the fins along it keeping it steady. A small trail of thermal heat is all that’s left behind as the red-tipped rocket spurs towards the girl. A high pitched whistling sound echoes through the air as the rocket begins to spin, closing the distance between the rocket and the girls chest quickly.

[Raine]

The only thing that was going through Raines mind was 'nuts nuts nuts!'when she heard the whistle of the incoming mistle.She knew she was done for as soon as she jumped over a trashcan and into a crowd of people.THe missle detonated in the group of people killing them instantly.However Raine was morea lucky she had already ran past the people.

(how big are the missles?)

[Archetype 401]

((About ive inches in circumference and a foot long. Not too big. They fit inside my chest. ))

((Erp! I've gotta run, people. Sorry for the inconvenience. You guys can act like my character was 'called back to HQ' or you can PowerPlay my guy if you want to keep him around, and I'll just read up on what happened latter? Up to you, though. Thanks for the RP! I hope to see you all later.))

[Dr. Andrea Murdock]

((Logically, they can't be very large, since the android is 7 feet tall. I would guess they would be about as long as pencils, and about as thick as apples. That's just a guess though. He has a lot of machinery, and things would have to be small in order to fit everything. If you are made of a very dense, strong metal, I doubt something a foot long would be able to fit in your chest and have room for the firing mechanisms. Also, your 'weapons' look a lot like powers. That's the main problem. Please stop posting until Void or Grove, our powers mods, take a look.))

Dr. Murdock opens her office door.

"Ah, you must be Kira. Come on in," she says, smiling kindly. Dr. Murdock motions to a very comfortable looking plush chair.

"Sit down. Would you like some coffee or tea?"

[Shade Gi]

"Well, it's been fun." Shade turns and runs along the roof top, sailing from roof to roof. Too bad he had to leave Kaieka but she could take care of herself.

[Freak Boy]

Freak Boy got up to throw his energy drink cans away and spotted Zinn, who was previously being blocked from his view by the pile of papers on the kitchen table. The book was still in it's hand written rough draft stage and some of the papers just had sketches for a cover design on them, but they still piled pretty high so Freak Boy didn't notice she was up.

"Oh, Zinn, I didn't know you were up yet. You want some breakfast?"

[Zinn]

Zinn ate a few hours ago, but a life of near starvation has taught her to eat when she can.

"Do you mind if I have some?" Zinn asks guardedly, not giving any implication of needyness. That's the last thing the anarchists need to project right now, and besides, she hasn't actually been starving in about half a year.

[Raine]

Raine looked behind her at the hole and the bloodied corpses.She had little pity for the people who had already died but she would have more for the dead to come.
She reloaded her pistol and looked around the corner.

[Freak Boy]

"Hey, you guys are guests, aren't you?" Freak Boy asked with a smile. "Did you think that Bassarov, Mischa and Zero would be able to eat all this?"

[Zinn]

Zinn shrugs.

"Are they going to be here soon? I want to discuss Antero Black and Sasha Kropotkin," Zinn asks.

In the meantime, she decides to take out one of her 'Locke' notebooks.

"No offence Freak Boy, but your books about Stalin, Nader, and Dean are almost staggeringly historically inaccurate. I liked the play about Bush though. It was very funny. I suppose it had a lot of jokes that only historians would get," Zinn says.

"The part with the translator is priceless."

[Freak Boy]

Freak Boy smiled, glad that someone finally got the jokes in the play.

"I'm glad you liked it, I certainly hoped someone would catch on to the jokes. Most people didn't get the political jokes, but they seemed to enjoy the songs." he said, opening another energy drink. He looked at Zinn. "So, what were the problems you had with my books on Stalin, Dean and Nader?"

[Zinn]

((Wow, I confused the names Alexei and Andrei. Sorry for any confusion.))

"I don't think it takes a genius to want to seize power, and I don't think Andrei Valatovich was particularly inspired by Stalin. I think he was merely tempted by power, as most people are when they are in that position. They didn't actually start hyping Stalin until Jade Zedung's rather short stay in power, when they needed to find precidents in history for the 'new' manner of government, and find older heros to look back upon that didn't say anything dangerous, like Trotsky. Stalin was handsome, and he was a match for the 'evil American capitalists' which had an added message for school children."

[Freak Boy]

"Stalin? Handsome? HAH! Stalin was handsome in Stalin's eyes, maybe, but there is a big difference between the Stalin of portraits and statues and the Stalin of real life. Granted, when he was younger, Stalin may have been relatively good looking, his shoulders were not that broad and he was not that tall.

"As for siezing power, yes. It doesn't take a genius to sieze power, just look at all the former US Presidents. However, I still blame Stalin for it simply because he was the first one to turn Communism into an evil thing; mainly because it was a brand new thing.

"Stalin could have been a great leader, he had charisma, but he didn't want to think things through about what to do with his enemies and how to stop crime so he just slaughtered people... he crossed the line between Utopian Society in which people get along of mutual understanding for one another and a society where people get along because they're afraid of what happens if they don't. That is why I took the liberty of bashing Stalin in A Dream Shattered.

"I'll admit that I'm no Locke, far from it. I still have a ways to go, but I hope to some day be at least within the top ten with him... or her... you can never tell nowadays..... I'm sorry, sometimes I tend to talk to much." Freak Boy apologized with an embarassed grin.

[Zinn]

"Stalin has been dead for centuries. All that remains are the portraits, the statues, and that new clone, or whatever he is. The United States presidents were elected. I suppose one could argue that with all of that media manipulation, it was like seizing power, but it wasn't directly. They had this interesting system of checks and balances. Of course, it rarely functioned the way it was supposed to, was overridden in every emergency, and eventually collapsed, but it was a valiant effort on the Americans' part. Stalin was remarkably adept. He used force, and manipulated people's paranoia to get what he wanted. He was a monster, but he was a savvy monster. Those are the most dangerous kind," Zinn pauses.

"I was making an objective observation about his propoganda. Finding an ancient political figure attractive is somewhat silly."

Zinn pauses, and takes some eggs. She eats suprisingly slowly.

"You let your opinions and your Red Infinity upbringing taint your reasoning. As for Dean and Nader, they are both insignifigant political figures of an ancient empire."