• Nobles of Null is a forum based roleplay site where sci-fi and magic collide. Here, Earth remains fractured and divided despite humanity reaching out to the stars. Worse still, the trans-human slaves of one major power have escaped, only to establish their own Empire, seething with resentment at abuses of the past. Even the discovery of aliens, though medieval in development, has failed to rally these squabbling children of Earth together with its far darker implications. Worse still, is the discovery of the impossible - magic. Practiced by the alien locals, nearly depleted and therefore rare, its reality warping abilities remains abstract and distant to the general populace. All the while, unseen in the darkness of space, forces from without threaten to press in. For those with eyes opened by insight, it is clear that an era is about to end, and that a new age will dawn.

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    Book 2, Chapter 2:

    Cletus, finding a better perspective there, clung to the side of the rooftop rather than standing on the landing. In response to Midnight's concerned questioning however, he scurried up onto the roof and flashed a bright green thumbs up on his monitor. "That's Z-23. I'm not sure what her mission...
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    Book 2, Chapter 2:

    Cletus, wanting very much not to be scrapped for parts, hurried along out back with the others. "Fighting a super-secret cabal is not recommended without sufficient manpower. For maximum impact utilizing a small crew, I recommend an assassination attempt on the cabal-head," he commented...
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    Book 2, Chapter 2:

    Cletus scurried around the store once more, haphazardly grabbing items and perching them atom his central body: batteries, lighters, a spray bottle of bleach cleaner. Once he was done, he circled back around to Schwoomy and carefully organized them onto the floor in front of her. "If you mean...
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    Book 2, Chapter 2:

    Cletus roamed around the store doing little to protect himself behind cover. The short robot showed no concern for the danger of the situation, and found himself mopping the floors out of boredom. "The nearest source of weaponry I can confirm is to steal from the police," he responded to...
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    Book 2, Chapter 1: Approaching Darkness

    Cletis, quite frankly, had no interest in these women. He wondered why they even tried to approach him; their services were clearly not meant for him. He planned to simply ignore them, but that seemed rude. "Hello, I am Cletis. I provide the best cleaning services in the galaxy. I am off-duty...
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    Book 2, Chapter 1: Approaching Darkness

    Cletis followed the group along quietly. He too paused at the carpet of shattered glass; getting shards stuck to his adhesive pads would be less than ideal. He quickly extended a wide-mouthed vacuum hose and sucked up the glass that was in the way of his steps, but ignored the rest of the mess...
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    Book 2, Chapter 1: Approaching Darkness

    The chipper little robot nicknamed 'Cletis' came scurrying along from behind the group, a white envelope flashing on its screen. As he shuffled through the station, a small mechanical arm extended behind him, wiping down the small quantities of adhesive that peeled off with every step. This...
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    Cletis, janitor of the Azathoth's Wave
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