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WHAT HAPPENS IN SPACE VEGAS STAYS IN SPACE VEGAS

The ship has made a stop at a city-planet to acquire some supplies-- and just everyone's luck, it's one of those wonderful mostly-lawless places where you can do or get pretty much anything. About the only thing the local government seems to frown on is outright murder, though it's quickly apparent that most of the planet's places of business include some rather heavily-armed security to deter thieves and other ne'er-do-wells. Still, it's a chance to get away from the zombies and breathe some non-recycled atmosphere for a while...

Scenarios:

#1: Screw that, I'm staying on board.

Just what it says on the tin. Your character has some plans now that the ship's mostly cleared of both unwilling passengers and zombies.. the Master might even be away! Time for a little reconnaissance behind locked doors?

#2: All work and no play makes Jack something something.

Unhappily for you, you were given a mission on-planet that you should probably try to complete before you go have fun... well, unless you want to get your air supply cut off or any of another thousand yucky things. Thankfully, you just have to pick up that really big palette of mysterious crates watched over by those really big unsmiling dudes.. or was it that other big stack of crates?

#3: Well it's not technically illegal.

There's something on-planet-- money, technology, shinies, whatever your character's heart desires. Only problem is, you can't seem to acquire it by normal economic activities. Ocean's Eleven in Space, anyone?

#4: The chips are down.

It's Space Vegas. Your character is gonna go have a look at the space casinos, or take in a space MMA battle, or whatever other ridiculous thing you can think of on a planet where you can do pretty much anything you can afford... and you've got just enough in credits or barter to cash in...

#5: Wild card! Choose your own adventure!

DO

~Post a top-level comment for a character who will be NEW to the game. So, like.. everybody. If you want to.

~Make sure to label your post with your character's name and originating canon.

~Tag as if you're already stuck on this wonderful ship! Make sure to read through the game info before tagging.

~If you are really shy, try tagging one of the threads already there!

DON'T

~Walk out of the airlocks without a space suit. Jeeze.

~Taunt happy fun ball.

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"Don't jinx it!" Axl yelled as his associate went for the truck. Since the way was clear, Axl swung himself into the forklift's cab, taking a few moments to study the controls. There were really only so many ways to...

He tried an experimental jiggle of the control sticks and smiled when the lift moved the way he wanted to.

"Awright, gimmie a sec..."

He scooped up the cargo, maybe twirling in place a time or two more then strictly needed while he waited for the truck.

MDR didn't know most of these buttons. He tried a few, honking the horn, adjusting the bed up and down before putting it all the way down again before finally opening up the back gate. It just kind of flopped open, but it was good enough to get the crates on.

"There you go!" He was hoping him making lots of noise wasn't attracting more guards.

Axl rested his face in his hands for a moment as the horn went off. They weren't gonna get out without a chase, were they?

He didn't waste time with banter, sliding the crates where they belonged. There was already a commotion starting to make its way over.

"We better scram! Tell me you got a good look at an escape route?"

Axl backed the loader off a couple steps before scrambling down and heading for the truck's cab. Well, if he had to he could always dash-jump. A blaster bolt hitting a beam nearby said that wasn't a bad idea.

"Yeah! Mapped it out while coming here," He started gunning the truck after pulling the back end up with a button. The bolts came louder and they got out onto the streets. It was raining, of course. Just great. The crates were bouncing around as MDR drove the truck pretty erratically with the other in the cab. "M*beep*e, S*Beep*t," he said back and forth in rapid succession as they slid around a turn.

Then the laser array cannon started firing rapid fire lasers at them. "I think we're in deep s*beep*t," he stated, seeing the much faster buggy after them with the gun on top. Space Vegas is a dangerous place clearly!

Axl barely made it into the cab, legs swinging free for a moment while the other mech gunned the engine. He whooped a little, snagging the door with an ankle before slamming it closed behind him.

He maybe couldn't help cackling at the way the profanity the mech clearly wanted to be spouting kept getting bleeped. Sucked to be that guy.

"I'll give us some cover fire.. just warn me if you're gonna hit something!" Axl said, rolling down the window and leaning out. He had his own buster pistol in a blink of an eye, set to rapid-fire as he started shooting back at the vehicle chasing them.

"Shut the F*Beep*K up!" He yelled over at Axl when he heard him cackle at his self-imposed profanity filter. Darn you ancient programming regulations. He focused on teh road ahead, getting them out of the industrial districts back streets into some proper streets. Now he was swerving around like a mad man, trying to dodge other vehicles.

He gave a small humph suddenly. "Crap!" He yelled out, swerving. "Abo..." They slam into the side of another vehicle, knocking it away as they swerve around, the laser firing vehicle clearly not caring that they were in public space now. MDR was not making it easy for Axl or the other car to hit each other. "Take my gun, use the alternative fire mode." He said, putting it over to Axl.

Alternative fire mode was a missile Launcher. Not a particular large missile, but a fast one that made very loud noises until it exploded.

"Hey I can maybe find a guy who can fix that for you.." Axl said, still not quite able to stop cackling. His mirth didn't last forever, especially when they started slaloming all over the road.

He had just enough time to duck back inside when the truck scraped against another cargo vehicle, sparks pouring into the cab and scorching the seats.

"Right right. Steer in a straight line, willya?" Axl said, not arguing. It wasn't hard to figure out the controls, and after a few seconds spent actually looking at the alt fire settings Axl leaned out the window again, lining up his shot.

Well... you weren't Maverick if the guys were trying to kill you first.

"It's a... code thing," He stated in reply as he adjusted his wheel, finding a clear section he could allow them to drive down as the missile went off. The kickblast was intense, something a non-mech wouldn't be able to handle without losing a limb. Even for a mech it would knock you back some. The sound it self was difficult to describe.

It sounded like wretched, horrible, flaming, mechanical screaming. The thing accelerated to several thousand KPH within a few seconds, using explosive acceleration to motivate it's speed before it crashed into the buggy, exploding in a massive fireball of intensely burning, explosive fuel which would at least blind them to send them off course... if not out right disabling the vehicle.

Just when Axl looked back, he'd see MDR seeming kind of out of it, his normally bright lights flickering as he adjusted the truck, trying to keep it straight less out of needing to escape and more what looked like low energy. "Ow..." was all he said before he fell into the wheel and then slumped off to the side.

The launcher kicked, almost wrenching Axl out of place from where he had tried to brace as best he could against the seat. Wincing, he set the launcher down in the wheel well and rubbed his abused shoulder joint.

"Owwwww..."

He was about to continue on this very productive thread of whining when he saw his partner slump in the seat.

"Aw fragit," Axl yelped, lunging across the bench for the controls. It was a close one; the truck almost plowed into traffic.

"Switch switch I'll drive!"

Well, or he'd sit in the other robot's lap and drive. Whichever.

He shook a bit before pulling over into the next seat. He pulled up, stretching his joints as he pulled into the seat to let Axl take over. He took a few moments before he was back to normal. "I forget how much distance plays into the energy consumption. Ow..." He took a moment to reach over, grabbing his gun before putting it back around his back on the strap.

"Sorry! Shouldn't be too much farther from the dock. Think they only sent one vehicle though... hope so at least."

Axl hummed, peering into the mirrors. Looked like their tail wasn't following anymore.

"Well, if we're that close they're gonna have to deal with everyone else!" he said, grinning rakishly. The dock and the shuttle loomed nearer, though Axl didn't exactly slow down for the security checkpoint on that end either. Just caroled back a "sorry!" when they zoomed through the gate.

"Home base! Yes~!"

If MDR had a face that could smile, he would at this point. "Think we made it." He reaches up for a high five. "We make a good team."

High five~!

"That we do! I'm Axl."

Why yes, yes he did just do that entire caper without any idea what is partner's name was. Someone had a short attention span ok.

"I go by MDR." He shrugged his shoulders before relaxing back. "I need to hit the power charger when we get back on the outbound flight"

"I can make sure the mechaniloids get this stuff on board," Axl said, backing the truck where the loader droids handling the rest of the cargo could see it. The shuttle looked like it was already pretty full of junk-- what else had they all been asked to find?

"Hey, maybe we should meet up later. Call me?" He didn't have to bat his eyelashes, no, but it was funny so he did it anyway.

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