Stage Select Bar and Grill

[muffinstud]

Alex grins and takes out what looks like a business card, slapping it on the counter.

"My card~" ^^

Baffled by Alex possessing business cards, Elliot shook his head, loose blonde hair flopping about. "Nice to meet you, Roll. I'm Elliot", he said, finishing off the shake while watching her work. "What kind of help? I have no idea what a transistor is... I won't have to be around the robots, will I?", he asked, sounding nervous again.

Roll slides the card back. "I hope robots aren't a problem for either of you... since I am one. As for help, I just remembered something you could do for me." She sets her glass down. "Some of my friends are missing, and I can't get a hold of them. I can send you to their last known locations with the teleporter in back. I have a feeling we'll need to warm it up here soon anyways."

Ha... Ack! *Ookalf manages to duck under the thrown sword, but doesn't react in time to do anything about the charging robot and gets knocked backed!*

Ookalf finds himself smothered in robot. Fortunately for him, it only has the one arm, and it's long enough that its thrashing hits more dirt than him. Still, the thing packs a wallop. He's close enough he might be able to overhear the conversation between the two women about hitting them in the eyes.

Maxwell nods. "Revising targeting parameters," she murmurs, taking a moment to examine the newcomer. "You seem familiar with these robots. Can you provide any additional information regarding their origins and capabilities?" she finally asks.

The woman nods. "The big ones we call Crazy Razy. They're relentless, and smarter than they look. The little guys with the shield are Sniper Joes. Nothing gets past the shield, but they're easy to pick off by flanking them. They expose themselves when thy attack as well." She tilts her head at Maxwell. "What I want to know, is how do you have plasma weaponry? I thought we were the only ones here with that technology."

[Ookalf]

Ookalf finds himself smothered in robot. Fortunately for him, it only has the one arm, and it's long enough that its thrashing hits more dirt than him. Still, the thing packs a wallop. He's close enough he might be able to overhear the conversation between the two women about hitting them in the eyes.

Ugh... Huh? *Hearing the nearby conversation on how to fight these things, Ookalf braces himself and throws a punch right between the robo-torso's eyes, hoping whoever's there knows what they're talking about!*

[Harri-chan]

Elliot went rather pale, and for a moment, he just stared at Roll with quite a fearful look upon his face. He glanced back toward the doors, as if considering what was out there, before groaning under his breath and looking back to the pretty girl, "Are there gonna be more robots at those places?", he asked, sounding somewhat timid.

[Jello Shot Mischa]

The woman nods. "The big ones we call Crazy Razy. They're relentless, and smarter than they look. The little guys with the shield are Sniper Joes. Nothing gets past the shield, but they're easy to pick off by flanking them. They expose themselves when thy attack as well." She tilts her head at Maxwell. "What I want to know, is how do you have plasma weaponry? I thought we were the only ones here with that technology."

Maxwell nods at the explanation. "I will update my threat assessments and revise the recommended tactics accordingly." She pauses. "Our forces are equipped with weapons developed from technology that originated in regions most citizens here are unfamiliar with. My cannon is a prototype armor-portable system derived from the primary weaponry used on our hovertanks. A muon weapon would likely achieve better armor penetration, but is very energy intensive and requires incredible precision in its use. Thus, part of my current assignment is to test new systems to determine their battlefield effectiveness."

She glances at the troops with the shields. "Those are the Sniper Joes? You say their shielding is highly effective..."

[Blaze]

"Robots! I can fight robots! They're like people, but I don't have to feel super bummed when I melt them!" Alex says happily, giving Roll a thumbs up

[muffinstud]

Elliot went rather pale, and for a moment, he just stared at Roll with quite a fearful look upon his face. He glanced back toward the doors, as if considering what was out there, before groaning under his breath and looking back to the pretty girl, "Are there gonna be more robots at those places?", he asked, sounding somewhat timid.

"My friends are robots, so yes. Not all robots are evil or scary, okay? Some of us are nice people that just want to take care of our families." She gives Elliot a smile.

"Robots! I can fight robots! They're like people, but I don't have to feel super bummed when I melt them!" Alex says happily, giving Roll a thumbs up

"And since my friends are family... no melting. Got it?" She points at Alex and gives her a stern look.

Ugh... Huh? *Hearing the nearby conversation on how to fight these things, Ookalf braces himself and throws a punch right between the robo-torso's eyes, hoping whoever's there knows what they're talking about!*

He lands the punch square between the robot's eyes... and they shatter! The robot falls to the ground and is still. Huh. That would have come in handy earlier.

Maxwell nods at the explanation. "I will update my threat assessments and revise the recommended tactics accordingly." She pauses. "Our forces are equipped with weapons developed from technology that originated in regions most citizens here are unfamiliar with. My cannon is a prototype armor-portable system derived from the primary weaponry used on our hovertanks. A muon weapon would likely achieve better armor penetration, but is very energy intensive and requires incredible precision in its use. Thus, part of my current assignment is to test new systems to determine their battlefield effectiveness."

She glances at the troops with the shields. "Those are the Sniper Joes? You say their shielding is highly effective..."

"Yes it is..." The woman blinks and looks Maxwell over again. "You... you're a prototype?" Her voice seems shaky, and she places a hand over her chest. "They haven't tested anything unstable on you, have they?"

[Ookalf]

He lands the punch square between the robot's eyes... and they shatter! The robot falls to the ground and is still. Huh. That would have come in handy earlier.

...Thank you, whoever said that... *Ookalf retrieves his sword and looks around for whoever else is fighting these robots.*

[Blaze]

"But how can I tell which is totally the good robots and which is the dumb bad~? Are the good ones as pretty as you?" @__@ Alex asks as she tilts her head.

[Harri-chan]

Elliot didn't seem convinced, watching Roll hesitantly. "Are you going to come too?", he asked, before frowning when Alex started unintentionally flirting with the girl.

[Jello Shot Mischa]

"Yes it is..." The woman blinks and looks Maxwell over again. "You... you're a prototype?" Her voice seems shaky, and she places a hand over her chest. "They haven't tested anything unstable on you, have they?"

Maxwell tilts her head slightly at the woman's response. "Yes," she finally answers, "I am the third prototype in my series, although all systems are stable enough to be ready for field testing." She pauses a moment to process the second question. "The majority of technologies utilized in my design have been derived from successful previous designs, including the EDU and SIBLING developments. While the potential for significant instabilities does exist, it is unlikely any serious issues remain after extensive laboratory testing."

She pauses again, studying the woman. "Does this concern you?" she finally asks, a curious tone in her voice.

[muffinstud]

"But how can I tell which is totally the good robots and which is the dumb bad~? Are the good ones as pretty as you?" @__@ Alex asks as she tilts her head.

Roll blushes. "Not usually. Although, some of the bad ones are pretty too. The best way to tell them apart is to tell which ones try to kill you. Those are usually the bad ones."

Elliot didn't seem convinced, watching Roll hesitantly. "Are you going to come too?", he asked, before frowning when Alex started unintentionally flirting with the girl.

She shakes her head. "No, I have to hold down the fort. I'm not really a good combatant anyways. I was designed mostly for cleaning and assisting with delicate lab work."

...Thank you, whoever said that... *Ookalf retrieves his sword and looks around for whoever else is fighting these robots.*

Ookalf will see Maxwell and the mysterious woman in the scarf talking nearby, and perhaps others engaging the line of green soldiers. He might also see that the suspiciously bomb-like device next to the NPC's... has only 5 seconds left on its timer!

Maxwell tilts her head slightly at the woman's response. "Yes," she finally answers, "I am the third prototype in my series, although all systems are stable enough to be ready for field testing." She pauses a moment to process the second question. "The majority of technologies utilized in my design have been derived from successful previous designs, including the EDU and SIBLING developments. While the potential for significant instabilities does exist, it is unlikely any serious issues remain after extensive laboratory testing."

She pauses again, studying the woman. "Does this concern you?" she finally asks, a curious tone in her voice.

She appears to be a little relieved, if still slightly shaken. "Yes... no..." She grimaces as she watches Maxwell study her. "I was built specifically to be a prototype. My father," she says, almost spitting out the word. "He was willing to put an unstable energy source in me. For years I lived in fear that I would die at any moment." She gulps, seemingly swallowing down some tears. "I... I'm glad that your creators are more considerate than mine. I would hate for you to live with the uncertainty I did."

[Ookalf]

Ookalf will see Maxwell and the mysterious woman in the scarf talking nearby, and perhaps others engaging the line of green soldiers. He might also see that the suspiciously bomb-like device next to the NPC's... has only 5 seconds left on its timer!

Oh... *Spotting what appears to be a bomb nearby, Ookalf runs over as quickly as he can to grab the device and toss it away! ...Provided there's enough time for such an action...*

[Harri-chan]

Elliot leaned closer, "But that's just like me! Trust me... I'm terrible in a fight, but cleaning and assisting? I can do that! Come on... let me stay here with you?", he begged.

[Blaze]

"Ooooooookay~! Is there a place you would suggest I start looking for these meanie bad robots~?" Alex asks.

[Jello Shot Mischa]

She appears to be a little relieved, if still slightly shaken. "Yes... no..." She grimaces as she watches Maxwell study her. "I was built specifically to be a prototype. My father," she says, almost spitting out the word. "He was willing to put an unstable energy source in me. For years I lived in fear that I would die at any moment." She gulps, seemingly swallowing down some tears. "I... I'm glad that your creators are more considerate than mine. I would hate for you to live with the uncertainty I did."

Maxwell hmms. "That does seem an inefficient and risky design paradigm," she admits. "Was he limited in resources or time?" She then shrugs, realizing that her questions may make the woman uncomfortable. "My apologies... I should not pry into your unpleasant memories."

She looks at the remaining robots. "Perhaps you can tell me more about where these unknown robots came from and why they are menacing the people of Muffinville?"