Malfunctioned

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Walton - He has scruffy strawberry blond hair that is a sort of lightish brownish tint to it, as well. Although he is a cyborg -something that is detected in his overly bright eyes and a glowing back on his chest if he is without his vest-, the tour guide looks inexcusably human. He is somewhat thin, but also has a little amount of muscle on him, too. He wears glasses, and has a very small amount of freckles (maybe seven) over his cheeks. Seeing this- Walton is incredibly kind. He's overly positive, and being shipped from England, has a thick Bristol accent to top that off with. He often stutters, but knows the facility like the back of his hand, even if he is a little dense at some points. Its a controversy whether or not he can actually feel things, or if he is, in fact, just a man-made machine. If in trouble, Walton's bright, azure eyes will glow a red color instead. Like the robots, it is possible he can go a little haywire, but if you know how to deal with them, this can be controlled. Walton has a severe phobia of water- and its best, for your sake, that he stays away from it. Even so, he tends to take on a responsibility of others (he is NOT selfless in any way, however), although many times, its his tour group helping him.
If his eyes glow red, he takes on another opposing personality. One in which he cares very little for people, and thinks of them much as we think of insects. Worthless, annoying, and rather bothersome. Its dangerous, but as spoken of before, it is fixable. In this mood, he is quick to anger and become offended. He may also 'not make much sense', as his circuits are pretty much fried. 

Elijah Avery - Grumpy spiteful and pretty much disliked- he has very mousy light auburn/brown hair and wears a black vest with a white, button-up-shirt underneath. He does get attached to a select few people, but isn't incredibly flashy about who he favors (of course if he dislikes you, trust me, you'll know). Physically, he's extremely short and has hardly any physical dexterity (he's slim, but has little to no real 'muscle'.) In replace to that, he's an excellent shot with a machine pistol. He has light brown eyes and is known to be one of the most knowledgeable people during the tour- often bored with things he has heard of too many times. He's one of those kids who comes from a fairly wealthy family and therefore went to and learned very rich materials. Elijah is approximately 23, and enjoys History and Mathematics rather than science, despite his many travels to the space station. He is in college currently, but instead of touring the space station, he often actually works at it. Taking care of files and making sure their budget as well- he's also known to help good relations with other country's space organizations, and knows what to do if one of their missions is in jeopardy of being 'beaten' to certain achievements. Of course he doesn't run this himself, and instead works with a group of others on it. Its shown that Elijah actually quite hates his job.

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Caroline, originally wandering off from her smaller tour group to take a closer look at some old documents, had been hit in the stomach by a large frame holding the old papers. She cringed as the wind was knocked out off her and would have screamed for help yet there were so many other screams lifting up into the air now. What-? She barely managed to lift the frame off of her and stand. Turning she placed her hand over her mouth in utter sadness. Bodies laid strewn about the room, their cries now silent with the thick silence of death. Crimson covered the floor and walls with splatters.
She had wanted nothing more than to come on this trip but now, she wished dearly she had stayed home.
Regaining her senses however she heard another cry. A bit distant, but it was something. She cringed as she stepped over bodies towards the noise. It appeared to be a man trapped under a few cases and a monitor. She heaved them out of the way, managing to cut her hand on the side of the now sharp-from-being-sliced monitor. She cursed but at least now the man was now longer trapped.
"Are you- ok?" she panted, shaking slightly.

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Caroline nodded and took off her jacket, cutting it on the monitor, and then wrapping it around her hand. She saw his struggle to get up and offered him her other hand. It seemed, the rest of her tour group had made it out, or were at least not in this room with the bodies that lay on the floor. Her mind flashed to her friend who had also came to visit today. She had been on open of the higher floors. She hoped she was ok.
"Where do we go from here?" she asked, a sad motivation in her eyes.

Caroline stood silently for a moment then searched her pockets. "Shit" she murmured. "I left my phone in the cafeteria on the 3 floor." She looked down the closet and thought she could hear footsteps. She looked hopefully at the man for what to do next, though it was odd there was now a static-y sound coming from ahead. It was like when you turn on the television and its that black and white scratchy looking stuff. It was a dull sound however, barely audible. Almost like a low hum.

(If you tell me your email could I send it to you and then you upload it on tinypic or something for me?
I'm not aloud to upload anything :c )

Sure! That is fine. ^^ lmbFilm@gmail.com

Ok I actually have two things I'd like you to upload it you don't mind ><
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K they should be sent now ^^