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He selected the first EM weapon that he could get his hands on, checked it over and decided that this would be the best option if he had to use one even if the pirates wouldn't show them the same curtesy. Weapon in hand he hurried back to the makeshift lab to check in on the sample and the progress that it was making. He needed to know more about the creature. "In the lab with the sample waiting for it to analyze. I've acquired the EM rifle." He informed over the nearest intercom. It seemed that now was the moment of truth as the humans so often liked to phrase it. Those pirates were going to come through here and they were going to have to do their best to stop them causing too much damage.

"But, Captain... the parasite." He realized that they had gotten into a very dangerous situation. If these raiders managed to get infected and carried it to other planets... a good portion of humanity could be wiped out. He quickly snatched up the blood sample from the floor and rushed it to the make-shift lab to get the processing started so that it could be analyzed quickly once the problem at hand was dealt with. With the sample cooking he hurried into the other room to find a weapon to prepare to defend them. Normally it was against his programming to harm a human, but there were some cases in which he could act, and this was one of them. Still, he would try to resolve it peacefully until he was left with no other choice.

"I apologize for being an inconvenience, David." He folded his hands behind his back and regarded the security that had complained about him being a nuisance. "Yes, a UC scientist sent me here to aid the miners but I'm afraid I seem to have failed that directive." A shame as he had no intentions of causing trouble. He had been sent here to aid the miners not to get in their way. Although... it was entirely possible the UC was cutting costs by using him in certain areas. "My own directive? My own directive..." It was a curious request and one that he had never really considered or been asked before. "I should like to help humanity, David. However, I may, but I'm afraid I may be scrapped for failing my previous directive."

"Technically I belong to the UC scientists that created me. In essence I am UC property." He informed. "But someone still needs to give me directive." He paused, gave a pleasant smile that was meant to put humans at ease and offered a hand. "A pleasure to make your acquaintance, David. I'm designated C.A.Z. That is short for Computer Automated Zebi." The guard scoffed at this and decided to clear up just why they'd left this thing locked away for so long. "The miners don't want these machines stealing their jobs. Nobody wants it here."

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❤️ my first roleplay memory: It was a circus Rp and I laughed my ass off at how silly it was with a big group of people. My character was a werewolf entertainer in the circus. 🍪 my favorite roleplay memory: I was alone on my birthday and the RP group all got together to throw me a birthday RP so I didn't have to be totally alone. 🎁 what platform I started roleplaying on: Deviantart (though I don't recommend it as it is full of elitist roleplayers. You know the kind. Tumblr is a thousand times better) 🏆 how long I've been roleplaying for: Hmm. Let's see. I started when I was fifteen and oh wow you've made me realize I've been roleplaying for fifteen years.

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Making his way over to a panel he managed to pry the bent thing open and flip a few breakers that turned on the lights. Better than sitting in the dark. "That should have the water running for a shower." Or at least he hoped that there was still water, and the thing hadn't sprung a leak, but the lights were green, so it looked good. Now for that live wire... he flipped a few breakers and switched to find the right one to get that shut off. "I expect a clean uniform or two in the bunks."

Starfield: The Colony War (closed)

Continued from X

Institute Synths and Courser

Concept art for Fallout 4

Art by Lucas Hardi