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Published: 2011-03-09 19:11:28 +0000 UTC; Views: 1919; Favourites: 26; Downloads: 42
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Description
Class:F-Roid
Name:
Type-F
Height:
1.65 meters
Weight:
65.4 Kg
Perfromance info:
the Type-F (Feline) F-roids are one of the first models but still it's one of the best for Agility, the speed is quite good but the unit have an averange but not excelent Strenght but the light hull lacks of resistance but still can resist to ammo up to .338 rounds
Weapons:
- Electron tail
- Electron claws
- 2x shoulder mounted 4.7mm Caseless machine gun (1800 rpm)
- 2x shoulder mounted class "mice" Mirco missile launchers
Personality:
Type-F can be friendly and with time they can get even intimate and warm... but at first they can be quite suspicious... but if you give them something to play with they become even more "avabile"
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Comments: 91
*incoming shoe*
Rude guy: shut up god damn cats !! DX
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*Tharen grabs the shoe in flight, then toss it back at the guy's face*
His sword out vibrates.
"Do you know what I do to racist people? I hang them by their guts in display."
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Rude Guy: ...O___O; *run away scared*
Type-F: h... haven't you exagerated a bit ?
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*Type-F does a couple of steps back*
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*tharen tilts head*
*One ear up, other down. Blink.*
"Am I that scary?"
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Type-F: don't worry sometimes i can be really... "wierd" too
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(Note: Losing your wife tends to change you. Bad way)
Tharen shrugs, then looks around.
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(... :,( )
Type-F: what's wrong ? did i said something wrong ?
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*Tharen shivers, ears pointing back lightly as he is petted. He does a step back, unsure.*
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Type-F: oh... sorry i didn't asked
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Type-F: please don't be scared... i'm born to defend my friends ^w^;
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He still looks unsure. He's more used to other races wanting to kill him. Yet, he can tell he is not lying.
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*Type-F knee down as a sign of submission and respect*
Type-F: forgive my... way of acting... i don't want to hurt you nor to be a treath...
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Tharen knees down in front of him.
"I am sorry as well....I am just not used..."
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Type-F: ...to machines like me... right ?
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"To....other kinds altogether...."
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Type-F: well at least now you undestood i'm not a treath for you... ^w^
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*Threat. Not treat. o.o*
"Indeed."
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Type-F: if you want a place where to be safe you are welcome at the KHI...
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Tharen smilles, seeminlgy more open and feeling safe.
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Type-F: mhh... <.< >.> you need a servant ? i don't have a master
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"Not really. but you are free to join me as my bretherin"
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Type-F: can be... but... i don't have a name... my master have to choose one for me...
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"Hmmm.....You're free....You're not my slave. You are a living thing with emotions ^^"
"How does Seraph sounds like? Frederic?"
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Frederic: Frederic sounds good my master... and i'm a servant not a slave... serve a master is my pleasure...
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Tharen frowned, patting his shoulder.
"Friend's far better. And dont call me master."
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Frederic: as you wish... my friend *bow for respect*
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Tharen raises him up, sighing.
"Let's go to my craft...You need better plating"
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Frederich: o.O be... better plating ?
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"Nothing wrong...."Shields". You wont need it but....meh. please follow."
He lead frederick to his ship.
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Fredercik: as you wish... *follow*
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Tharen leads to his large destroyer, and grants frederick full freedom. He also suited him with a shield generator.
"Make yourself at home ^^"
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Frederick: thanks... my friend...
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"No problem ^^. THe ship's not too big, you'll get used to it. Also, you have full access to our network. My room *pointing to the barrack* is next to the barracks. If you need anything, please ask..."
"Phew...I so need to get out of this armor.....It's bothersome...."
Tharen walks away, entering his door. He soon comes out in light tunic and green pants, with a gaz mask hanging to his neck, making his way to the bridge.
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*Frederick follow him to the bridge looking around*
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Tharen seats down, putting his hands on two crystal bulbs, controlling the whole ship, which teleports out. In space, the windows become transparent.
"Back in space.....Aren't the stars beautiful?"
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Frederick: yes... they calm me down... thanks Tharen-san...
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Tharen gently passed a finger over a photo. It was him, much younger and healthier, his fur seemingly silky. He was smilling, holding a beautiful, cute female, them both having each other's cheek on each others, hugging each other, both smilling widely happily.
He sighed, remembering. Remembering how happy he was, how full of life before his partner died. He passed his finger accross his scar, remembering. He seemed to be lost, for a couple of seconds, before sighing, looking to the control pad as he drove the ship around cruising quietly.
He put his photo facing down in hope to focus and not break out crying like he often did away from everyone. Halcyons weren't really built to go without partnet. Especially losing one.
"Tell me, how old are you exactly?"
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