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Rp w/ dare
Jun 16, 2015 16:50:20 GMT -7
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Post by Daredevil on Jun 16, 2015 16:50:20 GMT -7
The blind man paused for a moment and lifted his head as he mentally racked through his closet, wondering if he did have something with a hood. He finally remembered he had a plain grey hoodie that he usually wore after working out, but he wondered if it would fit the robot. "I have something," he announced. "I'll be right back." Matt darted off to his room, closing the door behind him, and then entered his closet. He raised his hand to feel the fabric of each garment inside, and once he finally felt the slightly rough cotton hoodie, he reached inside to read the Braille on the tag. Sure enough, it read 'hoodie'. He slid the jacket off the hanger and walked back out to the living area, extending it to Robo. "Here you are," he pleasantly said, smiling ever so slightly. "Hopefully that'll fit. And I'm going to take a quick shower before we go, just to make my best impression. Hope you don't mind."
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Post by Atomic Robo on Jun 16, 2015 16:51:31 GMT -7
(*refreshes page* CAUGHT U BITCH)
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Post by Atomic Robo on Jun 16, 2015 16:59:41 GMT -7
"I'd say be my guest, but I'm in your house, so I won't," Robo said amusedly, taking the hoodie and giving a thumbs up. Then he examined the jacket. It was long, made for a person taller than Robo, but he was broad, and not exactly proportioned quite like a human. Luckily, it had a zipper, so he wouldn't rip it the second he tried to pull it over his head. Instead he chose to unzip it and shrug it on over his large shoulders. It didn't come close to shutting but it did cover his arms, and if he put the hood up, kept his head down and hands in his pockets he'd pass for a human to anyone just passing by. Up close would be an issue, but there wasn't much he could do about that. He took the jacket off and set it on a nearby chair, hoping Matt wouldn't mind if he uses his laptop again to check out some stuff. Popping it open again, he opened the internet and decided it wouldn't hurt to know a bit more about these Avengers before they headed out.
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Rp w/ dare
Jun 16, 2015 17:42:16 GMT -7
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Post by Daredevil on Jun 16, 2015 17:42:16 GMT -7
(nOOOO I AM A WILD BEAST I CANNOT BE CAUGHT)
After he handed over the jacket, the blind man closed his door once more and headed to his bathroom. Showering was always an interesting process for him. It was the worst when he momentarily forgot which way the knob turned, and he would either scald himself upon entering the shower or freeze himself. Today, he was luckier; it didn't take him long to find that perfect temperature, and he hopped in the shower. The heat irritated the new wound, though, but Matt internally insisted that it would be good for it by further cleaning it out. After he finished rinsing off, he dried off and hastily changed into his go-to outfit: a plain, well fitting white button down shirt with black slacks, a plain black tie, shiny black dress shoes, and a grey jacket. Once he slid the jacket over his shoulders, he located what he called his 'sunglasses', and put them on. They served the purpose of hiding his useless eyes and drifting gaze from the general public. Matt then located his cane and unfolded it. Those two accessories together created the perfect facade of a traditional blind man to the unknowing public. The lawyer had long gotten used to the slight feeling of guilt as he went outside with these things, since he wasn't completely blind. But, nevertheless, he still couldn't read, write, or enjoy a day at the movies. Matt slowly opened the door and walked to the living room, loosening his tie as he walked. After he ran a hand through his hair to arrange it, he grinned at his new friend, asking, "You ready to go? And does the jacket fit?"
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Post by Atomic Robo on Jun 16, 2015 17:45:33 GMT -7
(aaah DAMMIT AND NOW BAND PRACTICE)
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Rp w/ dare
Jun 16, 2015 17:46:19 GMT -7
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Post by Daredevil on Jun 16, 2015 17:46:19 GMT -7
(HA) (NERD)
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Post by Atomic Robo on Jun 16, 2015 17:46:57 GMT -7
(I'll reply when I get back it's like 5:45 now and practice ends at 8 if they end on time so I'll be back)
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Rp w/ dare
Jun 16, 2015 18:20:09 GMT -7
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Post by Daredevil on Jun 16, 2015 18:20:09 GMT -7
(Yeah no prob!)
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Post by Atomic Robo on Jun 16, 2015 20:49:24 GMT -7
(OKAY I LIVE I'M BACK AND I HAD A HELLA GOOD TIME PLAYING UPTOWN FUNK)
Robo shut the laptop and got to his feet, as he'd sat down again, grabbing the jacket and putting it on. He pulled the hood up and adjusted it to cover as much of his face as it could, but decided it would be best to keep his eyes half closed too. He nodded and said, "It'll be fine; let's head out." He headed over and pushed open the door, waiting for Matt.
While browsing the internet he'd found a few interesting things about the Avengers. They'd first appeared in 2012, with some of their members having previously been seen, such as Iron Man who had been around since 2008. The guy calling himself Thor- seriously?- had reportedly been seen around 2011, and the green dude, called the Hulk, was really scientist Bruce Banner who had an accident involving gamma radiation- okay, sure. The archer and the brooding woman seemed to be in cahoots, but not much was known on them.
What interested Robo the most was the flag guy, Captain America. Real name Steve Rogers, he had been a sickly young man trying to enlist in World War II. When he finally got in he'd been selected for a super soldier program, but ended up being the only soldier ever created as the syrum was lost- kind of like Robo. Nikola Tesla had destroyed all his notes on creating Robo after he finished, so that nobody would be able to create robotic soldiers or companions willy nilly. Except along with the syrum, they lost Captain Rogers too, when he crashed a plane into icy waters and was never found until 2011...and he was still alive. Not only did this story fascinate Robo, he also felt a certain connection to Steve Rogers. While he was never bothered by the fact that he was an ageless super robot since he knew life went on and you need to keep looking forward in order to have something to look back on when it's all said and done, he did sympathize with the man. Hey, maybe he'd understand all the 40s references.
He wondered if he'd ever met him in his timeline, when Rogers wasn't a super soldier.
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Rp w/ dare
Jun 16, 2015 21:38:10 GMT -7
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Post by Daredevil on Jun 16, 2015 21:38:10 GMT -7
Meanwhile, the blind man busied himself trying to get the two where they needed to be. He lead he robot out of the apartment, holding the door open for him, and as soon as he knew he was back in the eye of the public, he started to tap in broad semicircles around his feet with his white cane. He pretended to stumble out of the apartment building, which triggered pitying looks and comments from the people on the sidewalks. Matt secretly hated this feeling of being pitied, but he got a small pleasure of knowing all this was only an act, to some extent, at least. He lead the disguised Robo to a bus stop, where the two of them stood patiently waiting among a small crowd of more disheveled, poor looking people. The blind man could already feel the leering, greedy stares of some hoodlum type kids next to him, perhaps fantasizing about what kind of cash he had in his pockets. Thankfully for him, though, the bus that arrived wasn't going to the destination they wished to go to, and Matt and Robo left them dejected-looking on the sidewalk. Matt pretended to stumble as he slowly made his way up the bus stairs, murmuring apologies as he went. He asked the bus driver if the seat immediately behind him was taken, and once he found out it was empty, he clumsily climbed into it, sighing. The blind man scooted over slightly so the disguised robot would have more room to sit next to him. "Frankly, I find this whole act exhausting," he murmured, barely a whisper. He knew Robo would be able to pick up his comment, with those finely tuned 'ears' of his. He then glanced back up from his lap, grinning at the bus driver as he waited for the ride to start.
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