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[fish sticks]

After what seemed like forever of walking, the trees finally began to clear and the path was widening. Eventually, they arrived at the town. It looked abandoned, and baren. Abigail looked around, then stepped onto the cobblestone street.

[vampz]

cyborg noodle | female | tags; noodle, tachikoma, ichimatsu, gaster, red
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Cyborg's arm shifted to a machine gun, ready to fire. Setting her scanners to find the skeleton, she positioned herself next to the Tachikoma. She didn't do anything after the grenade went off except for resetting her air filter, however; she simply waited for any sudden movement.

noodle | female | heterosexual | single | tags; cyborg, tachikoma, ichimatsu, gaster, red
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Noodle looked upon Red's arm, stretching out the silky sheet. "This may hurt a little bit," she warned. Carefully, she tried to gently wrap the material to her arm, finally tying it once it was secure. "That should work for now.."

[Relicarn]

((Imma gonna take this opportunity to apologize for the actions of a certain skeleton xD))

W.D. Gaster | Male | Pansexual | Tagged: Red & the Transistor, Tachikoma, Noodle, Cyborg

Gaster realized his mistake as soon as he'd made it. He watched the human get hit, taking substantial damage from an attack that, from him, was relatively weak. This human had no, or at least little, LOVE.
He stood frozen staring out at the human, eyesockets wide, debating whether or not to reveal himself, when he head a sound of... something firing? A spilt second later and explosion sounded to his right, close enough to leave him feeling ill and disoriented, and he let out a wheeze of pain as he was peppered with sharp fragments released from the frag grenade, leaving his bones covered in chips and more than a few fractures. He hurriedly checked his HP, leaning against a tree for support. 1. He'd been knocked down to 1.
He needed to get out of here. He focused on teleporting, praying his hay-wire magic would obey. He felt himself begin to sink into the shadows and relaxed. It was working.

Kinda.

He opened his eyes to find himself standing in the middle of the path, facing the group, out in the open.

[vampz]

cyborg noodle | female | tags; noodle, tachikoma, ichimatsu, gaster, red
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Cyborg turned around to face the skeleton again, raising her weapon once again. She didn't know if this gun would work or not, since he seemed to be some kind of spirit; bullets might just go through him.

noodle | female | heterosexual | single | tags; cyborg, tachikoma, ichimatsu, gaster, red
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Noodle looked back to where Gaster had teleported, making a quiet gasp as she did so. Was he a ghost, or spirit, like Del? This reminded her of the blue demon's actions, who would appear and disappear from Russel at will. Even so, she wondered where the Grim Reaper had been if he wasn't already exorcised. She moved a bit closer to Red, making sure Gaster wouldn't attack again.

[tesla ezekiel]

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the bandage was placed on her arm, and it kind stung. she used her uningured arm to turn a use sign language to sign a thank you to the other human. but then red saw the skeleton appear even closer to them, and her eyes widened with panic. she held the transistor close to her as it tried to comfort her.

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the zone guardian noticed the lack of trees as soon as it came. his face wasn't being attacked by the wood branches the trees held, and he loved it. but then dedan noticed the town. it was practically abandoned, but he swore he saw two other figures down in the town. shrugging it off, he looked down at abigail. “do you think something might be down there?”

[InfectedHau]

Tachikoma||Agender||Asexual||Tagged: Red & the Transistor, W.D. Gaster

Teleportation? The Tachikoma whirled in place, once again leveling its weapons at the skeleton. The energy required to shift a physical object through quantum space, or else deconstruct an object and reassemble it from a stored pattern, must've been massive. How did this thing manage it. For that matter, how did it move at all? As far as the Tachikoma could tell, it had no muscles, tendons,or nerves of any kind, it was simply a perfect replica of a human skeleton, animated and walking around. It was though Mary Shelly's novel had come to life, and Victor Frankenstien's creation had warped into their midst. It appeared to be in pretty bad shape, though, perhaps the Tachikoma could simply rush it down. Servos and actuators whining, the Tachikoma leapt a full ten feet straight off the ground, lining itself up over the skeleton for a body slam, like it had seen watching wrestling videos with the other units.

[Relicarn]

W.D. Gaster | Male | Pansexual | Tagged: Red & the Transistor, Tachikoma, Noodle, Cyborg

Gaster struggled with his magic, trying to make it co-operate as he watched the two robots turn toward him. Not for the first time he cursed himself for making his magic this way, he was never satisfied was he? He could do little but watch as one of the robots leapt at him, the corners of his mouth twitching upwards with gloomy mirth. He always did hate robots.
At the last second his magic decided to obey again, forming a shield of bones around him. Although it shattered under the robot, Gaster was pleased to note as he was send flailing backwards from the force of another being against his magic, it had done no damage.
Just as he finally regained his balance, his legs, already trembling from exhaustion, gave out, leaving him heaped on the floor. He looked back up at the robot, fear rising in his bones. There was no way he could keep fighting. He was a quantum physicist, not a guardsman. For the first time in goodness knows how long, he used his voice.
Even prior to his accident he hadn't used his voice much. Not may could understand his garbled language, so it had simply become easier to not speak. Eventually it was as if he'd always been mute, he didn't even laugh out loud anymore.
But panic broke his silence.
"Stop! Please!" He screamed out, the static noise filling the air.

[vampz]

cyborg noodle | female | tags; noodle, tachikoma, ichimatsu, gaster, red
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Cyborg kept her weapon up, but partially understood his pleas, even as a bot. She moved a bit closer but didn't fire. "Who are you?" she questioned, still holding him at gunpoint just in case.

noodle | female | heterosexual | single | tags; cyborg, tachikoma, ichimatsu, gaster, red
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More like what are you, Noodle thought to herself. Obviously, he was a skeleton, but... not exactly. She wondered if he'd attacked intentionally, and was just acting out something now, or if he was being honest. He looked and seemed scared, so she was set to believe that for now, but still didn't let her guard down.

[Relicarn]

W.D. Gaster | Male | Pansexual | Tagged: Red & the Transistor, Tachikoma, Noodle, Cyborg

Gaster managed to push himself up into a sitting position, and looked over to the robot who spoke to him, flinching a little when she moved closer.
"Doctor Windings Gaster. Royal Scientist." He garbled, hands signing alongside his speech, white pupils not leaving the gun in her hands. Gaster wasn't sure whether to be hopeful or not. Being spoken too was a good sign, but perhaps they just wanted to know his name before finishing him off.
Maybe he deserved it.

[vampz]

cyborg noodle | female | tags; noodle, tachikoma, ichimatsu, gaster, red
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"He's okay," she announced, lowering the machine gun. Her sensors still detected anxiousness from him, but he seemed to be honest. "I'm Cyborg Noodle," she added.

noodle | female | heterosexual | single | tags; cyborg, tachikoma, ichimatsu, gaster, red
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"And I'm the real one," she sighed, looking to Gaster. "Before we can trust you, we'd like to know what exactly you did to her." Noodle gestured towards Red, but didn't take her gaze off the skeleton.