07 June 2012 @ 01:16 pm
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?]
06 June 2012 @ 04:42 pm
First Assassination Protocol  
[The last thing HK remembered was blaster fire. LOTS of blaster fire, a fair portion of which was from his own disruptor rifle. There were damage warnings, critical system failures, and then, inevitably, shutdown. When his "systems come back online", he is in store for a rude awakening.]

[A. 3474 Erwin Road]
[All is peaceful this morning at 3474 Erwin Road. Well, it was, until HK-47, the brutal assassin droid, wakes up in the body of a 9 year old boy.]

[B. Phone]
"Statement: I don't know how my programming ended up in this... squishy, fluid-filled meatbag or why, but I don't care. I want my droid body back RIGHT NOW!"