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Version 0.1 - [Action / Voice]
[This was not how he was supposed to celebrate the world not getting destroyed. They were going to have waffles. He had his chef's hat and everything. No. Instead of that, he found himself sitting in the middle of some treehouse near a lake. Well, that didn't last long. After ripping off the stupid pants places on him, he hopped to the ground. With his scanners and computer systems, he started doing a sweep of the place. All the life signs were coming from the east. Time to get walking. While he does, he'll take a look at this book he found with his name on it. His real name.
Hours later? There's a Cyborg in town. He doesn't look too impressed and every now and then he'll lift up his left arm and start messing with a built in touch screen computer. All the while complaining about a severe pain in his back. The Malnosso may have been nice enough to leave the armor covering for his chest, but that means his wings are pressed tightly under the covering. He's going to need to... loosen that up a bit. Maybe he can use the smithy and not get noticed. It's worth a shot.
After getting that sorted out, he's going to be exploring the town. The shops, mostly. In the general store he's going to try and find his titans communicator. He heads into the clothing stores, takes one look, and leaves. He might stick around at the restaurants. You know. Recharge his human fuel. That evening? He'll be taking a trip to the barrier south of the village. Time to see how it stands up to a fully powered sonic cannon. When it doesn't, he sticks around out there. Staring at the sky. And deciding to talk to the journals finally.]
So looks like I'm stuck here after all. The name's Cyborg, from the Teen Titans. I'm not sure if anyone's heard of me. I heard there's all kinds of other worlds here. So what exactly do ya'll do around here for fun? You know, when we ain't trying to find a way out.
[He sets the journal side to check up on a diagnostic on his arm. He addresses it out loud, forgetting he left it recording.]
Didn't think so. Doesn't match any of the star charts.
Hours later? There's a Cyborg in town. He doesn't look too impressed and every now and then he'll lift up his left arm and start messing with a built in touch screen computer. All the while complaining about a severe pain in his back. The Malnosso may have been nice enough to leave the armor covering for his chest, but that means his wings are pressed tightly under the covering. He's going to need to... loosen that up a bit. Maybe he can use the smithy and not get noticed. It's worth a shot.
After getting that sorted out, he's going to be exploring the town. The shops, mostly. In the general store he's going to try and find his titans communicator. He heads into the clothing stores, takes one look, and leaves. He might stick around at the restaurants. You know. Recharge his human fuel. That evening? He'll be taking a trip to the barrier south of the village. Time to see how it stands up to a fully powered sonic cannon. When it doesn't, he sticks around out there. Staring at the sky. And deciding to talk to the journals finally.]
So looks like I'm stuck here after all. The name's Cyborg, from the Teen Titans. I'm not sure if anyone's heard of me. I heard there's all kinds of other worlds here. So what exactly do ya'll do around here for fun? You know, when we ain't trying to find a way out.
[He sets the journal side to check up on a diagnostic on his arm. He addresses it out loud, forgetting he left it recording.]
Didn't think so. Doesn't match any of the star charts.
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He was... attacking the city, with an army. And someone who he was making fight against you. [Pause] You... you mentioned her before.
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H-how is Terra? [He has a sinking feeling in his stomach as he has a bad feeling about the answer. He recalls that combining both their powers was barely enough to get them all out safely...]
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You don't wanna know. [Up ahead, he can see the lights from the community buildings.] Looks like we're almost there.
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Heh, what do you know? I wasn't paying attention to where we were going. Silly me. Yeah, that should be it over there. [He points towards the community building as Appa flies in the direction.]
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[Maybe they can just land on the roof. Then they have less stairs to climb. Because of course Robin would want Cyborg to have to ascend four flights of stairs.]
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Well, here we are. Right this way!
[To the staircase!]
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Hey, where's the elevator in this place?
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I think the top floor is the eighth one? So we just have to go down four flights!
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Man, this is so not going to last. Either I build an elevator or we're going floor level.
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You're real good with machine stuff, huh?
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[Was it the being half machine part?]
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[Fourth floor! Finally!] What room was it, again?
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...Race ya there!
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[HE'S RUNNING wait why is he racing this random kid OH WELL RUNNING ANYWAY
he's the slowest of the titans though]
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Stand back. If I know Rob, he's got this place rigged.
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Right, the whole "being prepared" thing. You think you can get us in, Cyborg?
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He's good. But I'm the one who does the security back at the tower. There ain't nothing he can throw at me I can't handle.
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