Droids_Rule

YOU GUYS ARE RUINING THE SANCTITY OF THIS SACRED ROLEPLAYING PLACE!!! GEEEEEET OOOOOOUTTTT!!! GOOOOO TOOO SOOOMMMMEWHHHHERRE DIFFERENT!!!

SR-1293CSX was little more then a speck followed by a cloud of smoke to the civilians below. He had just gotten back from a mission which had made him a legend like all heroes eventually are... Sadly SR, like the others, had only been a legend for 5 minutes. Until some other hero saved a burning building/beat up a moster/stop a Family raid/ etc.... As he soared across Independence Port he noticed something thrashing in the waters below next to a luxury yacht that was preparing to sea. Suddenly, 8 tentacles thrust out of the water and begin to tear the yacht to shreds. SR then hears a ghostly horn... Turning around he spies a green, transparent ship floating through the city in his direction... This could be very bad...

SR-1293CSX stared out from the upper floor's window. If a droid could sigh, he would. The humans, all dancing, making sexual refrences, it was a sad site to behold. The only reason he ever came here was to see if there was any work to do. He waves another woman away who has mistaken him for a man in armor, SR must have done it 10 times this night. He does have "fun" (in a robotic sense) freaking out the humans below... instead of jogging across the dance floor to the exit, he activates his rocket boots. Smokes engulfs the room in seconds... People stare up to the window, most likely ready to use it as a distraction for some pick-pocketing or to save the day depending on their alignment... SR shoots down the stairs and past all of them in the blink of an eye. And before any of those organic's know exactly what has taken place he's in King 's Row on his way to Warburg.