02-06-2015, 01:40 AM
The pair took off to the sky. For Toybox Girl, this meant at first figuring out the subtle weight changes and movements to get the magic carpet to respond. After some shakey start, she quickly picked up the patterns to what was happening and deciphered the controls. At least it wasn't intelligent, like a Medicbot or other similar combat vehicles. Medicbot would run out from combat whether you want to run or not. Then again, he always had the best of intentions to heal his patient and then get them back on the front lines to pick up someone else at the same time. He was a useful ally to have for Toybox Girl too, since she could pick up his weapons with her ADAPT system and become an assistant combat healer as well, and a lightning gun that disabled enemy weapons systems.
Which brought Toybox Girl's mind back to her own body. It was a mess, but the ADAPT system should still be working. It's memory banks that made up the majority of her power were gone since she couldn't store up many weapons for a variety of situations, but from her diagnostics she could still pick up weapons for about an hour. "I don't mean to be rude, but do you have a weapon you can show me? I need to test my ADAPT system and I need a live subject to adapt to." Toybox Girl held out one of the hands attached to her arm on her backpack. With a faint blue glow, the hand produced a Handy Bazooka from inside. She twirled it a little bit in the air and tossed it up, with her arm swinging 360 to catch it. Toybox Girl liked to show off a little. The Handy Bazooka was a simple gray weapon but it was overly large being bigger than her torso and could probably shoot something bigger than the size of her head.
Clearly, now that she was showing it, Toybox Girl was a weapon. She sounded matter of fact talking about herself, but there was an edge that Toybox Girl was holding back her emotions. She was mixed between anger, disappointment, sadness, and suppressed her emotions because here there was little use in them right now. She had to put on brave face and hide her fear. "I don't know about you, but my systems are damaged from coming here. A lot of my systems are down and non-functional. My main system is functional but it has lost a lot since I was brought here."
Which brought Toybox Girl's mind back to her own body. It was a mess, but the ADAPT system should still be working. It's memory banks that made up the majority of her power were gone since she couldn't store up many weapons for a variety of situations, but from her diagnostics she could still pick up weapons for about an hour. "I don't mean to be rude, but do you have a weapon you can show me? I need to test my ADAPT system and I need a live subject to adapt to." Toybox Girl held out one of the hands attached to her arm on her backpack. With a faint blue glow, the hand produced a Handy Bazooka from inside. She twirled it a little bit in the air and tossed it up, with her arm swinging 360 to catch it. Toybox Girl liked to show off a little. The Handy Bazooka was a simple gray weapon but it was overly large being bigger than her torso and could probably shoot something bigger than the size of her head.
Clearly, now that she was showing it, Toybox Girl was a weapon. She sounded matter of fact talking about herself, but there was an edge that Toybox Girl was holding back her emotions. She was mixed between anger, disappointment, sadness, and suppressed her emotions because here there was little use in them right now. She had to put on brave face and hide her fear. "I don't know about you, but my systems are damaged from coming here. A lot of my systems are down and non-functional. My main system is functional but it has lost a lot since I was brought here."