mayfield_rpg | Second Assassination Protocol

Upon hearing about the post office, HK-47 wastes no time in going to get his droid body back. He doesn't care about the cost, anything would be better than being a wretched organic meatbag.

Unfortunately, HK doesn't get back precisely what he was expecting. The body he gets back is from moments before losing the big battle back home. He is battered and malfunctioning, and quickly losing power. He manages to limp home, only to collapse in the living room as he loses power.

[A. 3474 Erwin Road.]
[What looks like a somewhat strange protocol droid is currently lying face down in the middle of the living room, occasionally releasing an errant spark and a bit of smoke.]

[B. General Store / Hardware Store]
[After some repairs, HK-47 is looking for weapons, even crude ones. Pistols, rifles, chainsaws... he'd prefer his disruptor rifle, but he'll make do with what he can get. Unfortunately, the drones in town still perceive him as a 9-year-old boy, despite his upgrade.]
"Aggitated Query: " What do you mean I'm too young to buy this!? It's for my master- erm, father!"

[C. Around Town]
[HK is wandering around town, looking about. If he's trapped here, he may as well assess the layout for any future combat. Does your character approach the droid?]

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[HK stares at him intently.]

"Statement: Oh that is an excellent suggestion. One I have already used a few times in the past, actually."

Really, now?

You know, if you're ever in any need of good music, I happen to be an excellent violinist.

[If HK could smile he would. There is obvious glee in his sinister voice.]

"Clarification: I find operatic pieces to be more to my liking. For example, back when I was working on Correscant, my master ordered my to assassinate another rival politician. I used a piece of Gamorrean opera played at very high volume to ensure that his cries for mercy and/or help would not be heard. The music had the additional benfit of confusing and frightening him immensely before his death, which made my task that much more satisfying!"

Edited 2012-06-12 02:48 (UTC)

[Okaaaaaaay this whole conversation was a VERY BAD IDEA and Otoya is without anything he'd ordinarily use against a mechanical killing machine. He wants his badly malfunctioning suit of armor so badly right now, he can taste it.]

How...nice.

[Yep, slow, small sentences...and then, once he's safely away, a trip to the library to see if they have any books on how to thwart a murderbot.]

"Statement: I am programmed to be many things sir. Nice is not one of them."

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