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"Careful Doctor!" Zallora warned, "Gabriellor's suit take over you if you lay a single bit of flesh, use gloves or something to make sure you're not touching the dancing dress. Trust me, it's not pleasant the first time she controls your body, and I doubt it'll be even more pleasant if she changes your gender!" Lullaby added. She quickly slipped on a black latex glove, helping Dr Archville to place the suit on the manikin but leaving the heels inside the bag. Then, she spent about five minutes gaping at the technology around her. "I must get some of this equipment to furnish High Price, if Michael lets me" Lullaby murmurs to herself.

Strange isn't it Doctor that I pretty much detest incorrect spelling and grammar? Am I really 16, or am I 61?

Argh, my fault Archville. Editted.

Now you make me feel old!

A limit of 4?

Sorry to butt in, but is there a limit on how many NPC's you can create?

Sorry people, but due to RL issues, this will be postponed.

Lullaby trembles as she looks around at the lab. "With respect Doctor, I haven't seen robots before. Its all very scary" Lullaby trembled.

Lullagy gasped in awe as she walked into Archvilles lab. She looked around in amazement and could completely understand why Herr Archville is recognized as one of the top scientists in Freedom City. The lab alone was astounding, let alone his unorthodox security measures, which still unnerved the songstress. She was behind Archville now, immobilized due to utter amazement. She looked around and broke out of her awe struck state, catching up with Archville. "I must say Doctor Archville, your lab is amazing!" Lullaby nodded. "I'm just a little bit....not so sure about the humanoid things, but it doesn't matter."

Wow, it jut shows how much I've been through. Dryad, Lullaby, Legionnaire, dear god the memories.

Damn it Moira, I was gonna ask the same question. :)

Five minutes (And a considerable sum of money from Derricks won bet) later, and Lullaby was on the stage. This was a dramatic moment for her, and her cool had virtually dissappeared and extinguished. This was the first time she was performing without the mask of Gabriellor to help and comfort her. However, what scared her was how natural these movements came to her. She could recall positions, postures and movements she had never seen in her life, and she somehow, subconsciously re-enact them. The only downside was that she was painfully aware she was dressed in rags, rather than the considerably more expensive and skin revealing garments the other performers wore. Michael and Derrick were sitting down on an expensive and comfortable sofa, something Lullaby has never seen. Michael had a notepad out, and was hurriedly jotting down, only breaking his mad rush to consult Derrick in low whispers. "When your ready Zaz" Derrick nodded, referring to the nickname he gave Zallora. Zallora nodded and began to weave her dance from nothing but skill and imagination. She concealed a smile as Michael stopped writing and started to gape slightly. Derrick however leaned back in interest and Lullaby paused, she had yet to meet a non-hero who could resist her dancing. It was odd for her. So she did the only thing she could think off, she stepped up her dancing, not only putting effort but putting focused effort into her dancing. Michael was virtually drooling over Lullaby's lithe body as she wriggled her hips and her torso in time to loud music in the background. She giggled slightly as she noticed all the CCTV camera's in the room suddenly focus on her. But still, Derrick was impassive. Lullaby frowned under the skin, Derrick was a hard man to crack, and she could cause even nobles to drool over her.

You have a large number of powers, but I would recommend at least one Strike or blast Power, possibly both. At the moment, you have really no subdual powers unless your relying on team mates to do the wacky wacky blasty blasty shooty shooty stuff. Also, its pretty much essential to ramp up your protection to max.

Lullaby shuddered. "Well, doctor, I think your security works wonders. I'd be too scared to raid your house" Lullaby shuddered, examining the house with a mixture of interest and terror.

Dr Archville, Lord of technology,German accents and cheap puns.

Lullaby gasped at the huge studio, she wasn't even sure how such a massive building could fit into the club without being noticed. It bemused her to wonder how much more secrets does this club possess. It wasn't a question she needed to think about, she was applying for a job, not a managing position. It was unlikely in the extreme that she would ever actually get a leadership job. She dropped her hold all to the side, hearing Gabriellor whisper encouraging and warming words which caused her heat to beat faster with joy and happiness. She did a quick number of stretches to loosen her body and to relieve some of the tension that had built up in her body. "So, your that girl with the strange name eh?" an old, hardened, weathered voice asked her. Lullaby spun around to find herself face to face, with her possible employer. He smiled warmly, extending a hand. "Names Derrick miss, Derrick Dooligan. Not too happy with your name miss? Don't worry, same boat" he grinned, revealing brilliant white teeth. Lullaby knew she was speaken to a powerful man, her old anxiety coming back. Derrick seemed to notice this and sighed. "Relax miss, being all tense won't help. Now, I believe Michael revealed to you the basics?" Derrick asked. "Indeed sir, I was to perform in front of you and Michael. If I was good enough, you would tell me?" Lullaby answered, trying her hardest to remain calm. Derrick was impressed, clearly. "And I see you brought some luggage with you?" Derrick noted, nodding to the black hold all. Before Lullaby could respond, Derrick turned to Michael with a raised eyebrow. "She insisted boss, said that she doesn't go anywere without it" Michael shrugged. Derrick sighed and turned back to Lullaby. "Explain" he said simply. "Well sir, I have some, erm, special clothes that I like to wear to parties. I was going to my friends party later on today, but I had to go to this interview first" Lullaby stuttered, trembling ever so slightly. However, Derrick smiled. Then he laughed, slapping a huge paw on Lullabys shoulder, almost knocking her onto her knees. "Special clothes?! Hah! Told you Michael, I damn well told you son" Derrick chuckled. "Fine boss, no assassination attempts. You win" Michael sighed, reaching for a wallet.

Lullaby squeked in shock, hugging herself in fear as the rat scurried past. "I...is that a security camara?" Lullaby stuttered, trying to spot other security camara's. "Are the camara's on the wall not good enough?"

Have I put myself here? I don't think so. Anyway, here we go. Reverse my user name and remove the numbers and you pretty much have my real name. Yeah, not amazing I know, but seeing as the users pretty obvious, might as well reveal it. I am 15 years old (16 next week), making me possibly the youngest on this board and I live the grand old UK. I am a heavy gamer, although I prefer Video games I do play a lot of Tabletop games, notably Warhammer (Both varieties) and I also dable into Specialist games Games Worshop produce such as Necromunda, Mordheim and Battlefleet Gothic. I do play RPG such as DnD, Warhammer Fantasy Roleplay, MnM (Obviously), nWoD and Dark Heresy. I am very keen to learn other systems and I seek to learn Exalted. While I am unfortunately Impatient, I do like to learn as much as I can and I am happy to share knowledge of subjects. A pleasure to meet other gamers, MnM at my age is so hard to find face to face. Nareik123

Lullaby followed Michael through a warren of corridors, marveling at how big this club was. "High Prize" was a grand nightclub, rated as one of the top ten among this district of The Boardwalk. There were toilets, make-up rooms, practice rooms, a Gymnasium, a control centre for all the technological people to monitor the CCTV camera's and many more. Lullaby swore she even saw a private room, reserved for some special guests no doubt. She sighed and looked back as she followed Michael. The man was passive, with no discernable emotion on his face. Was he happy that Lullaby could be his next employee? Was he angry he was getting a teenager? Did he just want her to himself? Lullaby shuddered, trying not to imagine what Michael would be like if all he wanted was Lullaby. Lullaby dismissed those thoughts. She needed to focus on the task at hand, not worry about a future that may never come. It was vital that she got a job soon, even if it was a crappy job, one that paid little. She might even finally get a place to sleep, aside from an abandoned shack. The duo finally stopped moving, in front of large double doors. Either the windows were blanked out, or the lights were not on. Lullaby couldn't tell, but she turned her attention to Michael as he pushed a buzzer on the door. "Boss? Michael here. Yeah, got the last girl, can you open the doors?" Michael asked into a cunningly concealed comms device. The doors whooshed open, and the duo stepped inside.

It had been twenty minutes and Lullaby was up next. She reached for her dancing dress, but felt a shock of anguish. It was Gabriellor, she was telling Lullaby not to wear the dress and trust in her own abilities. Lullaby gaped at the dress, Gabriellor did not want to be worn? This was unheard off in Lullaby's life, especially since the only way for Gabrielllor to communicate and help Lullaby was through the dress. Lullaby trembled, Gabriellor was a powerful being clearly, even though she was trapped inside a dress which only Lullaby possessed. However, Lullaby needed her! Nobody knew that Lullaby would most likely starve without the small amount of money singing and dancing to the tune of cheap dancing girls. With a trembled sigh, Lullaby zipped the Hold all up, but gathered the black bag, ready to use it. "Zallora? Is that how you pronounce it? Hells that name anyway? Nevermind, get your cute and young ass in here" snarled Michael, popping his head through the door. Lullaby noticed that nobody had came back through the entrance they entered the studio. She trembled, sighing and taking a few deep breaths. Then, she entered the studio with Michael, taking the black hold all with her.

Zallora nodded and shyly followed Archville, shuddering as she felt the peculiar feeling. "Doctor, do you have security camera's everywhere, I feel like somethings watching me..." Lullaby moaned.

"What, is this a gun you say? Oh no no no no, its a pencil!" Yeah, just don't push the rubber in" Maybe its part of a weapons traits? The weapon likes to hide as something like a bracelet or a headband until the wielder is threaten, where it returns to its form when used?

Here's a question. If a device has Morph on it, I assume it affects the person using it? Is there a way to get a device to Morph and only a device?

A man in his mid twenties with an expression of pure bordem stepped through a door. His long, slick blacked hair which covered a face with the expression of cardboard as he held out a scrap of paper. "Alright! Welcome to "High Prize"" the man droned on, as if bordem was his very essence. "I am Michael Jones, the man in charge of recruiting and second to the big boss. You are all here to take our prestigious place as lead lady or mister man, or whatever. Look, I don't write this crap and I really don't wanna read this off a bloody card" Michael snapped, throwing the card away into the bin. "I'm gonna make this nice, plain and simple. You want the job? Ya gotta perform before me and the Big Boss. Just you alone, we're only takin' one, and I mean ONE girl or guy. Nobody else! You got a double act? Get outta here!" Michael snarled. "We'll start with a Rachael Downs! Then we got Angelica Hayle, Badeesh something-or-over and finally, we got some name I won't even bother saying" Michael spat. "Rachael darling, come in" Michael ordered and a pretty girl, about 24 and dressed in revealing clothing, stepped up and followed Michael in.

Lullaby nods shyly as she reluctantly let Dr Archville take away the Dress. She couldn't resist looking it at it, it was too beautiful and it was her life. Without it, Lullaby would probably meet a life of starvation and death in quick succession. She sighed as she smiled weakly. "Please, after you Doctor" Lullaby offered, curtsying with a graceful sweep of an arm.