"Well, I got kidnapped by this mad scientist dude and he made me into some sort of cyborg." Tyler said casually.
We Are Our Avatars IX: Act V: The Sabotage of the Scandolous Saurian Scoundrels (Open)
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<color=brown>"My exact sentiments, Kenna. You're gonna have to elaborate on that story, Tyler."
OOC: Kirke. I know how much I weigh in kilograms, which is around 49 to 50 kg (110 lbs). I'm using that as a benchmark for Sara, since I know she has some super strength to her. Although 200 lbs for a single handheld dumbbell is redonculous.
OOC: Kirke. I know how much I weigh in kilograms, which is around 49 to 50 kg (110 lbs). I'm using that as a benchmark for Sara, since I know she has some super strength to her. Although 200 lbs for a single handheld dumbbell is redonculous.
OOC: I can't estimate for crap, so that's my excuse :-/
"Well, what else do you want to know?" Tyler asked as he started passing the weight between his hands.
"Well, what else do you want to know?" Tyler asked as he started passing the weight between his hands.
<color=brown>"Well you just dropped this story on us nonchalantly, as if it was no big deal that you were refitted into cyborg by a mad scientist. Also there's no such thing as a mad scientist. The ones in fiction are technically mad engineers, since they don't really test anything for the sake of learning about the universe and abolishing their ignorance of it. And for the record, I am a scientist. Been that way since I was a kid."
Tyler blinked a few times at Sara. "Well, sorry. It's not like I meant to insult all scientists everywhere." he said with a roll of his eyes.
Joel entered the gym, wearing a vest and a pair of shorts. His obviously metal left arm and shoulder got him a few looks from the other people, which he ignored. Seeing both Alain and Huriel sitting around, neither of them looking like they knew what to do, he walked over. [color=003366]"Never see a gym before?"[/color] he asked.
[color=003399]"How do you train where you're from?"[/color] Joel asked, looking down at the considerably shorter woman. Taking note of her possessions, he guessed she was from a world technologically in the past compared to his own. [color=003399]"Practicing with your weapons and stuff like that, right?"[/color]
[color=003399]"Well, most people here aren't warriors, probably."[/color] Joel replied. [color=003399]"So, for them, it's just about exercise."[/color]
[color=003399]"Health and sport. Maybe other reasons."[/color] Joel said, shrugging. [color=003399]"It depends on the person. Anyway, if you want to exercise here, most of the stuff is pretty simple to understand."[/color]
After considering it for a moment, Húriel replied. "Thank you, but I think I will pass." She sat still for a moment, looking ahead distantly. "The gods do not wish to give me a break, it seems. I was just beginning to feel like things were going back to normal, and then I get transported to a different world. Have you found a way to return home?" She said, looking back up at Joel as she asked her question.
[color=003399]"Nothing yet, but I haven't really been looking. I don't really have much reason to leave."[/color] Joel replied, sitting down next to Húriel. [color=003399]"There's some group that's been keeping an eye on us, though, who seem able to travel between universes easily."[/color]
"Neo-Detroit. You?" Tyler asked as he put his weight down, having grown bored of showing off with it.
<color=brown>"Technically, I'm from an area formerly known as Kansas in the United States. It's one of the regions of land occupied by the REAT, or the Reformed European American Territories. I am from the future of this planet, as you might have guessed from my use of the word 'formerly'."