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faceplate & YOU! & w/ zerotohiro, undaunts, and specialization
When: IC 8/11 OOC 7/22
Where: One of Zer0's sniper nests, hanging around in creepy locations, just Around.
What: Zer0 is literally an assassin. BUT ALSO, AN ASSHOLE.
Rating/Warning: Discussion of murder, maybe gore.
< a | SEEKING GAINFUL EMPLOYMENT. >
[ since their arrival a few months ago, zer0 hasn't technically had a job. the options first offered were all public-performance-based (street poet, enka singer, sword dancer), and they'd become more involved with... less legal pursuits rather than above-board employment.
now given some free time, zer0 is taking the opportunity to look at new jobs. like petting some cybuddies. their four fingered hands are currently carefully cradling a rabbit cybuddy in the pet shop as they crouch in the corner of a small petpen, all folded gangly body-armored limbs.
this really doesn't seem like a suitable job, but they're putting a good ten minutes into the trial period before setting the rabbit down and then literally disappearing from the scene.
having left their hologram behind to hide their tracks, the real zer0 is standing on the roof of the building, looking a bit more hunched and tense than usual. ]
< b | I, ROBOT. >
[ the idea of ocular implants sets a low, burning fury alight in zer0. for someone usually so focused, the anger is an interesting change of pace.
zer0 is spending the night prowling around warehouses, seeking out robots of all kinds (service, maintenance, pleasure, etc.) and whisking them out of sight for further investigation. ]
< c | FAIR GAME. >
[ wildcard/open option! ]
[ some closed prompts below. ]
faceplate & YOU! & w/ zerotohiro, undaunts, and specializationWhen: IC 8/11 OOC 7/22
Where: One of Zer0's sniper nests, hanging around in creepy locations, just Around.
What: Zer0 is literally an assassin. BUT ALSO, AN ASSHOLE.
Rating/Warning: Discussion of murder, maybe gore.
< a | SEEKING GAINFUL EMPLOYMENT. >
[ since their arrival a few months ago, zer0 hasn't technically had a job. the options first offered were all public-performance-based (street poet, enka singer, sword dancer), and they'd become more involved with... less legal pursuits rather than above-board employment.
now given some free time, zer0 is taking the opportunity to look at new jobs. like petting some cybuddies. their four fingered hands are currently carefully cradling a rabbit cybuddy in the pet shop as they crouch in the corner of a small petpen, all folded gangly body-armored limbs.
this really doesn't seem like a suitable job, but they're putting a good ten minutes into the trial period before setting the rabbit down and then literally disappearing from the scene.
having left their hologram behind to hide their tracks, the real zer0 is standing on the roof of the building, looking a bit more hunched and tense than usual. ]
< b | I, ROBOT. >
[ the idea of ocular implants sets a low, burning fury alight in zer0. for someone usually so focused, the anger is an interesting change of pace.
zer0 is spending the night prowling around warehouses, seeking out robots of all kinds (service, maintenance, pleasure, etc.) and whisking them out of sight for further investigation. ]
< c | FAIR GAME. >
[ wildcard/open option! ]
[ some closed prompts below. ]
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N-No, no no! Please! [ He automatically curls in on himself, as if playing the pitiful person would allow him a greater chance of getting away alive.
When he's not being pierced by bullets the next second, Rhys allows himself to talk just a little bit more. ] Okay, okay. I'll leave. You can keep doing whatever you're doing, and I'll just go back home. Okay?
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Actually, come. I could use a hand, attached or not. Will you help?