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"this acc is so dead"
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Hey there, here's the Adoption RP. Don't feel too pressured.
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It was nightfall. A truck pulled up to a home in LA, among the bustling nighttime streets. The package had come a long way from Hurricane, Utah, so let's hope that it pays off big for its huge price tag. It is wheeled out with an old carrier on wheels, in a big wooden crate. It had plenty of stickers on it, warning of dangerous things and what not to do.
/the doorbell is rung, and the package is left on their doorstep. The package was huge and heavy, a little over seven feet and around six hundred pounds of metal was inside it, the robotic performer was here.
/Baby had a long few days. She looked around the dark, cramped space. She found it akin to a coffin. Wooden and tight around her, dark and hard to breath, and quite claustrophobic to top it all off. Wondering when she will be taken out.
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cathy????? wife material
vincent?????Β knife material
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tfw jer steals your wife
on accidentΒ
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wtf jer stop that?? stop stealing my wife?? thanks hun
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oooo bIN CH-
THERE THEY ARE
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I swore on me mum that they'd come back the main thing that I didn't wanna do is draw a new pictures for them as well as make the new email and account and coding and I said "I can get rid of at least 2 of those things by recycling an acc right" so I did and BOOM
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ye lls
i can re late
it's difficult to go through the whole process of new accounts and such
BUT Y AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAY
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The Devils right hand man.
Did someone say starters??
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send it to my shitty ocs B^)
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The Devils right hand man.
Shush, no they're not....Β
What kind of starter would you like?
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maybe Vincent winds up in a casino where Dice is at? He can either be gambling or performing (he can play the piano AND sing wowee)
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different. oo yes please x3
Terry here does wander around a good bit. She was saved by Chell on the redemption lines of course.
I can see these two meeting
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lets done this than.Β
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Rattman rolled off his cardboard bed and grabbed a can of beans, pausing he glanced around. βcrud, Steve i left the burner in the other den... β talking to his cube friend. β...iβm going to have to go back. na na donβt try to stop me. iβm going to eat these beans cooked.β Β picking up his little den map, with basically shows this floors chambers and its routes for each den, not all of them were connected. β..mm... we were where... chamber 13βs den? thatβs the right one... i think...β the cube mutters something, or his mind is making it sound that way. no one will ever know. β .. yeah i get it βdangerβ and all that. but beans! iβm hungry steve, and iβm going to get that burner. i donβt care if you come with me or not. β pauses. βactually i need you.. i donβt want .. ya know.. a repeat of last time.. β bites his lip, getting the backpack straps ready to carry the cube.Β
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Terry had been making her way around the facility the best her turret-legs could do. She hadn't has contact with anyone recently, no subjects, no robots, not even GLaDOS. She gave an auto tuned sigh and continued, before hearing footsteps. She cautiously hopped towards them, her guns drawn so she was to be ready for any danger, "Hello?"
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"..!" phineas heard an odd voice and found himself jumping behind a wall out of habit. "..hi? " he sounded out of breathe.Β
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"Who are you? Are you alright?" Of course she was playing her normal pre-made sayings at the moment. It was natural for her to do so she wouldn't be captured by GLaDOS
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βphineas flynn... i think so.. bout as good as i can be considering everything. β still behind a wall. β.. are you... ya know.. .out of bullets?βΒ
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The Turret was just standing there in a suspended mode. She blinked and looked at the orange spoon, extending her guns and pointing them for a moment, "Hello?"
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( best physical description Β lol )Β
"aw shucks there isn't no need for that little fella. " wander says stupidly, as if it were the first time he'd had some kind of weapon pointed at him. which it wasn't. it never was. he was just too optimistic to take notice of the danger. "why are you hiding in the shadows like that?"Β
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(( it is wander after all xD ))
Terry had put her guns away, hopping towards Wander slightly, "So she doesn't see. Wh-Who are you?" She asked. Terry just defied all turrets, because she was different .
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(( xd so true ))Β
crouching down a bit, trying to make it so they see each other at equal levels. "oh your playing a hide and see game. i'm Wander, little fella" smiling a little. "what's your name? "Β
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A laser pointed from Terry's eye and examined Wander, "Hello, Wander. My name is Terry. What are you?" She asked,wanting more information.
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"it's nice to meet you terry." pausing, "well.. actually i'm not to sure what i am myself. but i'm from somewhere in the NEctor Galaxy... so bout 3 lightyears away from this little rock. how bout you."Β
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"I am a turret, an artificial unit of intelligence which soul purpose is to shoot test subjects. I'm just different..."
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"that's... interesting... kinda like those little fellas that follow Hater around... " thinking about whatever Peepers it. "ya know sometimes that's the greatest gift that can be given, being unique. it lets you stand out for being who you are. "Β
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Terry would've smiled if she could, "Thank you, Wander. Say, why are you here?"
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"well i was exploring the planet, hoping to find some food before heading to the next one as i always do. but it started to rain and i found a shack, turns out it was an elvator to this place. "Β
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"Rain?" Terry said, never even hearing of it because she didn't need to know, "What is rain?"
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"depends on the planet. but basically its anything that falls from the sky in large heaps. this plane its water, the last one i was at it was acid. really depends on the climate. "Β
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"Water? I wouldn't want to come in contact with that then." She said, slight worry in her voice.
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"yeah i figure its probably not good for a fella like you. some creatures it don't mix too well with. makes me all goofy, so i try and avoid it when i can."
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"Sometimes I'm happy to be on this facility. Say... what's it like travelling above ground?"
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"it depends on the circumstance, but its pretty great. i love wandering about, as my name implies. "
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"Hey... when you get out... could I go with you?" She asked politely, a small amount of hope brimming in her voice
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"of course 
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"Bubble? That is quite an odd way to travel. But it would be splendid if you were to let me!" Terry jumped happily
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βit holds the air in from planet to planet much easier and saves gas money.β taking the lid off blowing a big enough bubble for her, offering her the chance to try if sheβd like.Β
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Terry was hopping around a big chamber of the facility, unaware of Brandon watching her. She climbed onto a raised bit of flooring and stuck her guns out, playing with them.
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Without hesitation, Brandon threw a Core Decoy, seeing how she'd
react as if he was testing her.Β "Lets see..."
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Startled, the turret shot through the decoy as it was in the air and aimed in the direction of which it came from, "Hello?"
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"Okay.....she's easily startled.." Brandon takes out a notepad
to write this information down.
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Terry hopped towards Brandon, squinting, "Hello?"
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Brandon slowly looks at Terry. "Uhhhhh.....Hi?"
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