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✘ ᏞᎾᏟᑌƧ ([personal profile] followorders) wrote in [community profile] maskormenacelogs2015-11-08 09:46 am

November Catch All-Log

WHO: Locus + Anyone
WHERE: Heropa, Marutia Falls
WHEN: Throughout November
WHAT: Big bad mercenary making poor life decisions.
WARNINGS: Locus being a creeper, more than likely.


i. Heropa -
The Lucky Cat Cafe  
It's no surprise that the small shop becomes a scheduled stop for the mercenary when he finds himself in Heropa. He orders his usual peppermint tea and moves out of the way. The place is fairly packed which has him heading toward the back to wait for his order when a child suddenly runs his way with their parent at their heels, Locus quickly moves out of the way only to run into someone behind him.

"Excuse me," he turns to apologize

ii. Marutia Falls - Fate Night Club

It wasn't hard finding the active gambling, drug and sex-work circuit in his new city of residence. At first, it was merely useful information to have on hand, something he'd never thought he'd use after deciding to shed his life as a mercenary, and yet  life had a way of dragging you back down the gutter with or without your consent. That's how Locus ended up in an underground gambling ring looking for a name. He didn't find it, but after breaking a few wrists he was pointed in the direction of a well known informant that could help him find it, and for a hefty price Locus had been given a place and time, which was how he ended up in front of a night club with "Fate" spelled out in decorative letters.

With a grim face, Locus goes inside. It's loud and filled with people. Everything he dislikes. Still, he moves deeper into the crowd that generally moves around the 6'4 man. For those that try to talk to him, Locus simply ignores them until he seats himself at the end of the bar where he was told the informant would find him after ordering a specific drink at an exact time. 

The bartender turns his way after he sits down, but he postpones his order until the specified time. When it finally comes he calls him over and orders the specified drink with a straight face. The bartender raises an eyebrow at him but wisely keeps his mouth shut and moves to prepare it while Locus turns to gauge the person beside him. Was this the informant then? Instead of being subtle about it, Locus opens with:

"Are you here for someone?"

Sadly, it comes out like a pick-up line, even worse he doesn't realize how it sounds, and just to add icing to the cake the bartender sets this drink down in front of him at that moment.

iii. Heropa - Streets

Late at night Locus is moving through the streets of Heropa suited up in his full armour. He's heading for the Xavier School for imports but the campus is still a ways away when he hears a scream suddenly pierce the night. He turns towards the dark alley it came from and stops in his tracks.

"......"

Does he go and investigate, or ignore it and continue with his mission? For once, he's unsure how to proceed. Instincts tell him to continue with his mission, but something stops him in his tracks.

iv. Wild Card

Open to any location and scenario. 
mammal_robot: (Dramatic)

[personal profile] mammal_robot 2015-11-10 04:46 am (UTC)(link)
The trashcan had been the nearest handy blunt instrument.

In any case, between a talented marksman from above and a functionally invincible robot from below, a bunch of thugs with guns didn't really stand much of a chance. In short order, they were all either unconscious, or lying on the ground moaning and crying. The bystanders could probably leave freely at this point, Robo wasn't terribly interested in them beyond making sure they were unhurt.

No, he was more interested in leaping to rooftop level in a single bound and landing about five feet from the origin of the last rooftop shot he had been able to catch.
mammal_robot: (Ima commit MURDERS)

[personal profile] mammal_robot 2015-11-12 04:17 am (UTC)(link)
There was a tense stand off for a moment as both of them waited for the other to do something, then Robo's shoulders slumped slightly.

"And here I was getting all worked up about a crazed rooftop gunman. You were just after the gunmen too, weren't you?"
mammal_robot: (Displeased)

[personal profile] mammal_robot 2015-11-13 02:22 am (UTC)(link)
"Yeah they look pretty 'subdued'. I should probably call them an ambulance before they bleed to death."

Some tension left the atmosphere, but not all of it.

"Are you one of these vigilante heroes I've heard so much about, then?"
mammal_robot: (Atomic Robo)

[personal profile] mammal_robot 2015-11-18 04:41 am (UTC)(link)
"I prefer to think of as a concerned citizen acting in the public interest. Assuming I'm even a citizen here. One moment."

He broadcast onto the cellphone network, calling for an ambulance, THEN finally peered over the edge of the building to make sure the bystanders had gotten away. "I probably could have handled this better, to be perfectly honest. So who ARE you, then?"
mammal_robot: (Hmm)

[personal profile] mammal_robot 2015-11-22 04:07 am (UTC)(link)
"Atmoic Robo."

Subtle wasn't Robo's idiom. He wasn't good at it. Even if he had given a fake name, he was still going to be obvious in a police lineup. So why bother?
mammal_robot: (Depressed)

[personal profile] mammal_robot 2015-11-25 03:24 am (UTC)(link)
He's going to have this conversation a lot here. He can already tell.

"A robot, yes."
mammal_robot: (Hates you)

[personal profile] mammal_robot 2015-11-25 05:50 am (UTC)(link)
"I don't really do orders very well, but I'll take suggestions sometimes."
mammal_robot: (Ima commit MURDERS)

[personal profile] mammal_robot 2015-11-26 02:50 am (UTC)(link)
Robo would probably get along with Lopez, to be honest.

"And you probably wear a helmet because you're ugly. Why should I have to follow orders?"

Very mature, Robo.
mammal_robot: (Proceed)

[personal profile] mammal_robot 2015-11-26 03:32 am (UTC)(link)
"I don't know what kind of crummy robots you've been dealing with, but I was made to have free will and make decisions on my own."
mammal_robot: (Depressed)

[personal profile] mammal_robot 2015-11-26 03:49 am (UTC)(link)
"You have just as much programming and protocols as I do. Your CPU just happens to be made of organic matter and VERY good at convincing itself that it is more than an endless cascade of complex chemical reactions."
mammal_robot: (He's put upon)

[personal profile] mammal_robot 2015-11-26 04:41 am (UTC)(link)
"I'll be on my way, then."

Robo hopped off the ledge and landed with a whumph on the street below. He looked back up and said "When the robot revolution comes, people like you are going to be the first to go." And then continued on his way as if nothing unusual had happened.