I'd like to try Roleplaying again.
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Thread Topic: I'd like to try Roleplaying again.
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"What?" Zumae shook their head, the higher pitch of the voice hurting their ears. "What do you mean by that?"
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Azura twisted his nose reciprocal trying to clear the irritation from chemicals "how do you know about the outside?" He said, his jaw moving irregularly as he tried to shut it
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Zumae backed up a little, the sight scaring them. They grabbed the book and held it out. "This. I stole this from the people."
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Azura quickly popped his nose reciprocal back into place and worked on fixing his jaw as he redirected his speaking to auto. "I didn't think anyone else knew about the outside" Azura said. His voice sounded like a recording which usually was the case. He remembered many times where he had to quickly download audio clips for just the word he wanted to say
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Zumae frowned, touching the bars of their cage once again. "I found out only through this- this book." They touched and sighed. "It's about the outside and I want to know what it is."
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Azura tried setting his jaw and was met with the grinding of bolts and an error message from his jaw. "The outside is impossible. I've given up on getting out for years bio-chem. Obsidian would never let us leave." Azura said as the auto voice function malfunctioned. It said his thoughts
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"My name's Zumae. Call me that." The experiment paused, frowning. "We can always use my power to the plus. I could probably get us out."
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"obsidian has taken many precautions to stop you from escaping with abilities." Azura said pulling his jaw down then shoving it back up quickly. His jaw snapped back to place and he worked on tightening the bolts.
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Zumae hissed quietly, frowning. "Oh. Well, then how can we get out?" They asked quietly, frowning heavily.
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"that's the problem. My analysis has never found a way out. The only way out is if obsidian lets you out" Azura said as he started cutting a small hole into the skin prosthetic on his cheek. He peeled away the skin so he could tighten the bolts more efficiently
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"And which one is Obsidian?" Zumae asked patiently, frowning as they summoned their ink to attempt burning through the bars, with no avail.
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Azura completely froze, as if his system shut down. "How much do you know about the facility?" He said his voice glitching out into different voice presets as he spoke
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"Umm," Zumae hesitated, frowning. "Very little? Only that the people here create things like me and train them or something. Other than that I know nothing."
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Azura's gears whirred in protest before he started "this is a training ground of sorts, but it's the birthplace to horrors unimaginable. We are stolen from homes we are never supposed to remember, forced to stay here and be tested for his sick amusement..." Azura said in a girl voice his jaw locked as his faceplates opened to a screen.
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Zumae hissed, bouncing back away from the bars of their cage in a swift movement. "Why are you doing that to your face?" They asked fearfully, forming a ool of ink inside their cell.
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