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In the beginning robloxia was inhabited by brick people. These people made more versions of themselves by using the sacred art of scripting. These brick people lived fantastically. Their population reached over 500 Million.
Then BuilderMan came.
A new person came, unlike anything they'd ever seen before. He let in hundreds, no, thousands, no MILLIONS of destructive new people in. These new people were known as players. The players would kill for fun, and when you killed one of them they'd come back to life. In one year 500 Million robloxians dropped to 50 robloxians.
Now is their time, to reclaim their lands!
OPENING TRUE ROBLOXIAN INFO FILE. PLEASE HOLD...
SuperSparky-War commander of the True Robloxians, she carries her duties out without question.
ClockWork-True Robloxian in disguise, he pretends to be one of the player commanders, admins. He delivers sacred knowledge and scripts from the evil hands of the admins.
UberSparky-The son of SuperSparky, is a clever fighter, though sometimes is a bit overconfident.
Chrona-Quiet and thoughtful, archives info for the True Robloxians.
Charlotte- Fiesty and hostile, she is the tech-producer of the True Robloxians.
~Zero-Rebel True Robloxian, he works solo as a mercenary.
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SuperSparky looked up at the other two people at the table, her own son, Ubersparky, and Chrona. "So what are we gonna do 'bout this issue?"
UberSparky sprang up. "Fight the evil players!"
SuperSpark facepalmed. "They have the ability to come back to life, remember?"
"Oh yeah..."
Chrona spoke up, "Maybe Clocky has a script to remove 'respawning?' "
Supersparky smiled. "Maybe. Next time I'm able to communicate with him I'll see." Just then a figure came through the door. He wore a green jacket and jeans. SuperSparky gasped. "Pyyre?"
Pyyre coughed, "S.H.O.P. is taken!"
UberSparky stared in horror. "THEY FOUND THE SILENT HOUSE OUTPOST?!"
Pyyre collapsed. He, was dead.
Charlotte meanwhile was behind the house, working on the "Cleanser." The Cleanser removed every script whatsoever it touched, capable of deleting players completely.
SuperSparky bent down and began to remove the scripts from Pyyre. She placed the scripts in a brick, later she could use them to make a new True Robloxian. SuperSparky, UberSparky, and Chrona walked out of the house. SuperSparky looked at Pyyre's half-destroyed plane. Supersparky got to work fixing it.
Ubersparky came up behind Charlotte. "Is it almost done?"
Charlotte whipped around, "YES! Let me finish it, [ Content Deleted ]it."
UberSparky stared, "What was that?"
Charlotte frowned. "Great, BuilderMan made a filter... just... fantastic..."
Zero planted a katana through the heart of the other True Robloxian. The other True Robloxian fell with a thud. Zero looked around. He was at the Silent House. The Silent House was unreachable by normal players. That's where he came in. His current employer hired him to lead an attack on the Silent House. Four True Robloxians had been there, one of them ran, and Zero killed the other three.
A commander of his employing group walked up. "You did well, for a True."
Zero whipped around, anger practically painted on his face. "What? Are you saying we don't fight as well?!"
The commander stayed calm. "No, I mean you killed your own race without regret."
Zero did feel regret, but he refused to show it. Why wasn't he on his own race's side.
Then the answer hit him.
They had less money.
But then his good side spoke up again, does money really matter?
Yes, it does.
Zero realized he had been silent for a half a minute, the comamnder was staring with curiosity. "Um... Yeah, I'm tough, I don't care for my own people..."
The commander smiled. "For Elite Wing."
Reluctantly Zero chipped in. "For Elite Wing."
SuperSparky smiled. It was complete! The plane was fixed. "Hey, Charlotte, Uber, it's ready!" SuperSparky turned to Chrona, who had helped her fix the plane. "Thanks."
"Trues are meant to help eachother."
SuperSparky sighed. "What about that one mercenary True?"
"Don't mind him, he's one person, what harm could he do?"
Zero stood perched on the roof of the Silent House. Two Elite Wing officers flanked him, they were ready to ambush whoever came to the rescue of the now-dead True soldiers.
Drewsomeb stormed into the Silent House area. Their was technology here, he felt it in his teeth. He needed all the tech, so that Elite Wing would be able to conquer. CONQUER ALL!
Caleb10909 sat on the front of the warship. He watched over the 89% Light Blue ocean his fleet floated on. He would rule the seas, and the the land, and then the air. Nothing would stop him, he just needed powerful soldiers, like people born into the game...
LordNathan shouldered his way through Ground Base Sumter. His soldiers were ignorant, giving his clan a bad name. He needed soldiers who were true at heart and true to him.... Yes...
ThePhantomHourGlass looked out over the city. IT was filled with UCR soldiers, guns in their hand, patrolling the city. His clan was growing smaller, ebcause they seemed weak. He needed to prove their strength, by eliminating something of considerable strength.
xLEG0x smiled at the machine. It could crush things in it's path, destroying all. H needed to prove himself worthy of an admin rank, and he would do that task with the terror engine. He would undo this world, until all that was left was admin territory, and that would be his playground.
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