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Subject: Re: Taking control...

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BroGrim

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Date Posted: 14:05:27 03/25/01 Sun
In reply to: President Tseng (GM)/Tsurshi 's message, "Taking control..." on 10:13:43 03/25/01 Sun

Bro'Grim didn't know what to do. She/it kept lugging the Box O' Parts around in hopes someone would know what to do. In the middle of the rush was a man looking straight at the cyborg, standing there wearing a white lab coat and was flanked by what one would guess to be assistants.

"Hello Sasha." One of the assistants said calmbly. "I know you're probably confused. If you made it this far, then at least some of your programming is intact." Waving his hand in direction, the lead scientist directed one of the others to take the foot locker. "I'm Richie!That back there is Dr. Faust. Do you remember any of us?"

"No..." A soft voice said.

He scanned over the cyborg's systems with some hand held device. "Wow, you're all messed up! This should help." He pryed open a panel in the exposed chest cavity and slipped in a crystal disk. In a matter of seconds, it seemed as if a lifetime had passed for the human component. It was a clear reminder of the past events. The nightmare made more sense now.

The first disk slipped out and was being replaced by a second. "Wait!"

"What is it, Sasha?"

"That software didn't work right. Something happened and I almost died!"

"Don't worry! We'll fix everything when we get back home. This is just a temporary measure untill we can fix you right up." He said as he inserted the new program. In seconds the electronic green eye flashed.

"Bro'Grim Cyborg Infiltration and Exploration unit. Star Cross Model 0001. Online. WARNING - Numerous systems missing. WARNING - Heavy damage to external armor. WARNING ..."

The cyborg's programming reported on an extensive list of damaged parts and system errors. Dr. Faust stepped forward and tapped it's marred surface. "Good work. Get this thing to the control room so we can make the jump back to the lab."

"Doctor, you know I hate doing that."

"We'll perfect the programming when we get home. Don't worry about it! Trust me."

"What ever you say. You're the Doc!" The chief designer sighed and faced the damaged mecha-dragon. "Bro'Grim follow me."

"BY YOUR COMMAND." The cold synthetic voice answered.

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Subject	Author	Date
Re: Taking control...	Natsume	17:36:40 03/25/01 Sun
War Room -- Dregnok, 12:53:55 03/26/01 Mon Re: War Room -- President Tseng (GM)/Shade, 16:25:58 03/26/01 Mon Re: War Room -- Kyle and Basiliskmon, 18:30:31 03/26/01 Mon The new guy... -- Dracon, 12:28:06 03/27/01 Tue Hhmmmm... -- Dregnok, 12:35:09 03/27/01 Tue War games!! -- Lina Himari, 13:05:29 03/27/01 Tue Prince Dregnok -- Dracon, 14:32:33 03/27/01 Tue Re: Prince Dregnok -- Raven, 21:07:36 03/27/01 Tue Bro'Grim -- The Cyborg named Sasha, 02:06:40 03/28/01 Wed OOC: Moving to HQ Board -- President Tseng (OOC), 07:39:12 03/28/01 Wed