“Squeeeelk!” screeches the creature.

Apollo carried the  bird to the infirmary, holding a hand out and heating the air near the ground to keep them warm. 

“So…heh…what’s your name, Falhawk?”

Apollo walked out without batting an eye, soon spotting a red bird, about 9 feet tall, screaming and holding its leg in its wings. “Right, wildlife.”

Apollo quickly ducked under the bird’s injured leg and let it rest on Apollo’s back. 

“Mr. Owner! We have an injured bird! Do you have any bandages or anything? Also, what is the bird called?”

The human was slightly stunned by Apollo’s outburst, and very suspicious about the pipes seemingly congruous bursting.

He didn’t know what Apollo was lecturing about, and because the time of night, he didn’t really feel like caring.

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Apollo pointed to the exit. 

“That is the most impressive technology here by far. As your ignorant kind tend to seek fortune and other selfish reasons, my appearance here is for a different reason a being like you could not hope to comprehend. If you really do wish to know I’d be more than happy to explain. The town is abandoned due to… Read more

(Jeff’s an interstellar sub-bread of human, I purposefully left some information out of his character description.)

Jeff wipes the document off of his face, he looks at it inquisitively.
“First of all, you are aware that your in a hotel right, this outpost registry has no relevance here.”
He crumples the paper and drops it too the floor.
“I… Read more

Apollo threw the document on the human’s face, the certification smacking directly on it, covering his vision.

“Update your software, then we can decide what I break or not.”

(Apollo’s 7’2″ do you really match?)

Apollo threw the document on the human’s face, the certification smacking directly on his face.

“Update your software, then we can decide what I break or not.”

(Apollo’s 7’2″ do you really match?)

Apollo threw the document on the human’s face, the certification smacking directly on his face.

“Update your software, then we can decide what I break or not.”

The now headless robot twitches for a second and then collapses to the floor into a pile of scrap metal.
A high pitched alarm sounds as a flashing wall light activates.

Apollo hears a door crash open from behind him.
Looking, he see’s a human, matching him in height, with muscles tense as he holds the door that has now been embedded into the… Read more

Was that necessary?

Apollo angrily aimed a fist at the machine, a large blast of heat and light erupting from it onto the machine. “Is that documentation enough?!”

*click click click click clack vrrrm
‘Documentation out of date, please reference main station for renewal.’

Apollo pulled out his outpost registry. “Good enough?”

*click click clack vrrrm
‘Please provide an acceptable digital credit key or key code.’

The auto say’s, in response to Apollos request.

Apollo stares down to the person. “Hello. Room for one, a shed would be nice. Got some stuff to do.”

oh..hey didn’t hear ya come in. *caldera waves at the newcomer, then shouts up to dipstick* Hey dipstick. we got another person down here!

A auto-clerk hearing Apollo suddenly stirs to life.
*click click clack vrrrm
‘Greetings visitor.’
It says.

On second thought, that’s not needed.

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{{Apology’s for not making this more apparent, it is preferred that characters start at the bus station.}}

Name and/or Nickname: Apollo

Personality and Character Quirks: Tends to stay professional in front of a large group and people, simply to hide the massive amount of power he possesses, since exposure will lead to him being widely hunted.

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Thanks..*she takes the key card and her credit card and looks for room zero*

*click click clack vrrrm
‘Credit key acceptable.’

It swipes your card into a register machine, does a short bit of typing, and hands your card back to you.
It then opens a small cabinet beneath the desk and brings up a new card, it hand it to you as well.
The card says #000.

*hands over her card* this OK?

*click click clack vrrrm
‘Are standard room rate is 2000 UMU (universal monetary unit), please provide an acceptable digital credit key or key code so that we may deduct monetary credit per night of stay as appropriate.’

huh…guess I best find a room for the night…* she heads back to the main desk* hey, I need a single standard room..

As Avalanche searches around for interesting stuff, she through the window that it is gradually getting darker outside, you also notice by feeling the air through the window that it has also gotten much colder outside. The once pleasantly cool evening air has in a matter of hours become much more frigged as the light fades from… Read more

Yeah yeah…whatever tin can..*she leaves the kitchen, searching the ground floor for anything interesting*

Dipstick heads up stairs, whistling lightly as he walks up to the second floor, looking around for a janitorial closet. “Of course, we take the of the most obvious places that wouldn’t have anything interesting in it.”

An auto walks into the kitchen.
*click clack
‘Greetings Sir or Ma’am, the kitchen is deemed of limits to costumers and guests, please leave through the main entryway.’

*she casts a distasteful look at the food* oh joy.. *she shuts the freezer* army food was better…..

She opens the fridge to find all you can eat freeze dried food blocks.

Thank fudgesicles for that…..wonder what the food is like *she opens a freezer*

Avalanche finds the kitchen in complete working order.

*avalanche heads in the direction of the kitchen, hoping its all working*

After a few minutes of no responses from the adventurers, the machine goes into a standard recommendation protocol.
*click clank
‘If you are experiencing technical difficulties, please consult our following technicians, -Jefferson Flimplimp (Jeff’s recorded voice)-‘

and now im suspicious…..

*click clank
‘Information classified.’

Classified? Its a hotel! What could you possibly need to classify?!

“Classified, eh?” Dipstick says, crossing his arms, “How classy…”

*click click click click click clack vrrrm
‘Current hotel components categorized under facilities include 1 Lobby Room(s), 250 Guest Room(s), 50 Apartment Room(s), 1 Small Dining Area(s), 1 Small Kitchen(s), 1 Small Gym(s), 2 Janitorial Closet(s), 1 Basement(s)’

*click clank
‘All other information is classified.’

Hey. Gimme a brief rundown of yer facilities here robot.

Dipstick goes to follow Avalanche inside, he hears the auto relay a response to his previous statement.
*click click clack vrrrm
‘Proclamation incorrect, number of previous and current customers equals 198 independent person(s).’

Dipstick looks over to his friend, “A’ighty, Ava!” He walks inside, “I’ll take upstairs!”

Avalanche goes into the building and finds another auto at the front desk, it stares straight at the front without any intention.