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This is the
log of Graye's downfall, a plot I am priviledged to say I was
with from start
until finish. I know everyone's going to want a log from this
night but to truely have
a log of Graye's downfall you'd have to go back before the gas,
before Longshot
became a monstrous nightmare, before Longshot even went out to
the shuttle.
You'd have to go back to a rabble of people running around the
city when something struck
the earth. An old RSI BioLab. I am pleased that among those
people there was a short
mean old man, who went running out into the wastes wearing a
combat helmet and lion
cloth and carrying a baseball bat.
That was the beginning for me. I pleased I got to be there at the
end.
But few people will appreciate, all the points in between.Thank
you Graye.
I wish I could have been the one to kill you.
Logfile from Cybersphere
"If you ever meet a holy wiseman,
don't trust him,
because there's no way to tell
if he's REALLY a holy wiseman."
-- Josh Winston
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The current lag is 0 seconds.
*** Connected ***
Languidly, you drift awake from uneasy dreams. As the ethereal fog of sleep
clears from your brain and you force your eyes open, the gray light filtering
through the lucite reminds you just how far from home you really are...
Elderly Coffin
A grimy plastic tube, the mattress so thin as to be nonexistant. You can sit
up here, but only if you're willing to lay almost flat across your knees to do
it. The slightly putrid smell in here makes you want to gag.
The only exit from the coffin is out.
[-] Complant online. Connecting to network...
[-] Good evening, Bungle.
[-] You have no new mail messages.
[-] Your complant's ID number is publicly readable.
(Fast forward)
[-] Write: 'I have Alpha, Beta, and Theta now Graye. If that is
[-] of importance to you.' sent to user Graye in English.
[-] *Graye* [English]: That's three...there's one more.
[-] *Graye* [English]: Only Omega is left.
[-] Write: 'I thought so, but I have no idea where that might
[-] be.' sent to user Graye in English.
[-] *Graye* [English]: You had better find that keycard.
[-] There's very little time left.
[-] Write: 'Ok. I'll ask everyone.' sent to user Graye in
[-] English.
[-] Public communications implant network:
`@my title is ...` Idle `@my tag is ...`
-i-- Kurohyou 0s The sun no longer freezes me...
-i-- Dr. Victoria 0s
-i-- Mr Bungle 1s
m--- Zero 2s
-i-- Luke B. 2s
-i-- Rinnan (MD/PR) 2s Becoming.
-i-- Drone 56a 7s im a pimp. you can check my stats.
-i-- Shinjuhina 7s Counseling available.
-i-- Seth 7s The heavens demand retribution!
-i-- Tarchanna (PR) 7s
gi-- Devil 7s )Kingfox still sucks ass according to DeRiot.
-i-- Keymaster Graye 9s All doors open. All circles closed.
-i-- Dr. Strangelove 9s Check ignition and may god's love be with you.
-i-- DoughBoy 9s
gi-- Incognito 10s http://cs.vv.com/cs_flyer.pdf or ..cs_card.pdf
-i-- Gabe (PR) 17s )get over it. I have :)
-i-- Bad Brad 17s )whats with all the old people coming back!?!?!
-i-- t5RXeR.1T3QUc 19s
w--- Snapple (TM) 22s Watch it, Man, I've got a beverage here
-i-- Sheriff Smitty 30s =|NCPK= For the good of the Citizens.
-i-- Rakim 46s Eric B for president
-i-- Damnable Dae Woo 47s )http://www.ietf.org/rfc/rfc2795.txt
-i-- Vladimir 1m
-i-- Achilles (NCRG) 2m Come by NCRG on Hosaka, the store is restocked
-i-- Mr. Koboyashi 2m
-i-- Calibre 5m
-i-- Nina 11m
-i-- Navier 1h Ogoun Baba asks us to pour the rum and light it
-i-- General Nga 3h Come see Nga! Make specia deal juss fo yu!
-i-- Tyrell 4h Gist Order, your only true friends, chummer.
-i-- Dean Baker 5h Gunshin - mass destruction for a new age.
-i-- Carmen 6h Fortunes told for the faithful.
-i-- Tahbeh 9h Mamma got a new shipment in, children.
-i-- Mr. Lorenzo 17h Come in and we'll talk biz.
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[-] 34 citizens signed in.
[-] Write: 'Do you have the omega keycard?' sent to user
[-] Kurohyou in English.
[-] Write: 'Do you have the omega keycard?' sent to user
[-] Victoria in English.
[-] Write: 'Do you have the omega keycard?' sent to user Zero
[-] in English.
[-] Write: 'Do you have the omega keycard?' sent to user Luke
[-] in English.
[-] Write: 'Do you have the omega keycard?' sent to user Rinnan
[-] in English.
[-] Write: 'Do you have the omega keycard?' sent to user
[-] Drone_56a in English.
[-] Write: 'Do you have the omega keycard?' sent to user
[-] Shinjuhina in English.
[-] Write: 'Do you have the omega keycard?' sent to user Seth
[-] in English.
[-] Write: 'Do you have the omega keycard?' sent to user
[-] Tarchanna in English.
[-] Write: Devil is not receiving messages.
[-] Write: 'Do you have the omega keycard?' sent to user Graye
[-] in English.
[-] *Kurohyou* [English]: Nein
[-] *Rinnan* [English]: Er. no.
[-] Write: 'Do you have the omega keycard?' sent to user
[-] Strangelove in English.
[-] Write: 'Do you have the omega keycard?' sent to user
[-] DoughBoy in English.
[-] Write: 'Do you have the omega keycard?' sent to user
[-] Incognito in English.
[-] Write: 'Do you have the omega keycard?' sent to user Gabe
[-] in English.
[-] Write: 'Do you have the omega keycard?' sent to user Brad
[-] in English.
[-] *DoughBoy* [English]: LEAVE ME ALONE!
[-] Write: 'Do you have the omega keycard?' sent to user
[-] t5RXeR.1T3QUc in English.
[-] Write: 'Do you have the omega keycard?' sent to user
[-] Snapple in English. [Attn: Snapple is on the phone.]
[-] *Zero* [English]: Find out IC'ly.
[-] Write: 'Do you have the omega keycard?' sent to user Smitty
[-] in English.
[-] Write: 'Do you have the omega keycard?' sent to user Rakim
[-] in English.
[-] *Graye* [English]: Me? Oh, I'm afraid I have no keycards,
[-] no.
[-] Write: 'Do you have the omega keycard?' sent to user
[-] Dae_Woo in English.
[-] Write: 'Do you have the omega keycard?' sent to user
[-] Vladimir in English.
[-] *Rinnan* [English]: If I did.. I'd feel better about things.
[-] Write: 'Do you have the omega keycard?' sent to user Mr.
[-] Koboyashi in English.
[-] *Strangelove* [English]: Sorry, no, I don't.
[-] *Tarchanna* [English]: No..
[-] Write: 'Do you have the omega keycard?' sent to user
[-] Calibre in English.
[-] *Luke* [English]: Nope. Is that the thing smitty looking
[-] for?
[-] *Brad* [English]: no, second person who asked me that
[-] *t5RXeR.1T3QU* [English]: Nope, sorry
[-] Write: User not found in the network.
[-] *Seth* [English]: I only have what I gave you.
[-] *Rakim* [English]: No, sorry.
[-] Write: 'Do you have the omega keycard?' sent to user Nga in
[-] English.
[-] *Rinnan* [English]: where's Graye?
[-] Write: 'Do you have the omega keycard?' sent to user Tyrell
[-] in English.
[-] Write: 'Do you have the omega keycard?' sent to user Dean
[-] Baker in English.
[-] Write: 'Do you have the omega keycard?' sent to user Carmen
[-] in English.
[-] Write: 'Do you have the omega keycard?' sent to user Tahbeh
[-] in English.
[-] Write: 'Do you have the omega keycard?' sent to user Mr.
[-] Lorenzo in English.
[-] *Shinjuhina* [English]: No, Bungle-sama, I do not.
[-] *Smitty* [English]: No, I didn't find any others.
Snapple pages you with the following:
!!! Me? No !!!
[-] *Dae_Woo* [English]: No, Smitty thought Seth had it, I
[-] believe..
[-] *Gabe* [English]: Sorry choombatta, wouldn't have a clue
[-] what that is.
[-] *Vladimir* [English]: I had the theta, like 3 months ago
[-] *Mr. Koboyash* [Japanese]: No, I don't even know what you
[-] are talking about.
[-] *Dae_Woo* [English]: He thought Seth had a keycard, at any
[-] rate. The precise letter was not mentioned.
[-] *Vladimir* [English]: that's all
[-] *Calibre* [English]: Nope. I don't even know what it is...
[-] *Mr. Lorenzo* [English]: Fuck off, Chummer.
[-] *Nga* [English]: No GI.
[-] *Incognito* [English]: I'm at the corner of L4 and
[-] Geosynchronous orbit. Will you take me home?
[-] Write: 'Well I asked everyone on the comnet, including you,
[-] no one has it. Or no one will tell me.' sent to user Graye
[-] in English.
[-] *Graye* [English]: It's almost time.
[-] *Victoria* [English]: Nope
[-] Write: 'I knew you'd say that. I guess our only hope is
[-] that Omega is the false. I rather think it fits. Omega was
[-] the end and that is what I'm trying to prevent.' sent to
[-] user Graye in English.
[-] *Graye* [English]: When we see each other, I want to speak
[-] to you. Don't let your minions interrupt that.
[-] *Victoria* [English]: Infact, I have no idea what an omega
[-] keycard is.
[-] *Graye* [English]: I promise that all will be fair, in the
[-] end.
[-] Public communications implant network:
`@my title is ...` Idle `@my tag is ...`
-i-- t5RXeR.1T3QUc 1s
-i-- Tarchanna (PR) 1s
-i-- Mr Bungle 1s
-i-- Kurohyou 2s The sun no longer freezes me...
-i-- Rinnan (MD/PR) 2s Becoming.
-i-- Drone 56a 3s im a pimp. you can check my stats.
-i-- Lewis 4s I had to have it removed...and it hurt
-i-- Rakim 5s Eric B for president
gi-- Devil 5s )Kingfox still sucks ass according to DeRiot.
gi-- Incognito 6s http://cs.vv.com/cs_flyer.pdf or ..cs_card.pdf
-i-- Achilles (NCRG) 9s Come by NCRG on Hosaka, the store is restocked
-i-- Shinjuhina 10s Counseling available.
w-e- Snapple (TM) 11s You can't go back in time, thank you Einstein
-i-- Gabe (PR) 15s )get over it. I have :)
-i-- Vladimir 16s
mi-- Zero 18s
-i-- Keymaster Graye 22s All doors open. All circles closed.
-i-- Dr. Victoria 25s
-i-- Bad Brad 29s )whats with all the old people coming back!?!?!
-i-- Dr. Strangelove 32s Check ignition and may god's love be with you.
---- Sheriff Smitty 32s )Only message me in an emergency, or if we're s
-i-- Damnable Dae Woo 34s )http://www.ietf.org/rfc/rfc2795.txt
-i-- Kentaro 56s
-i-- Old man Koss 1m Got Junk? I kin get rid of it fer ya.
-i-- Calibre 1m
-i-- Luke B. 1m
-i-- General Nga 2m Come see Nga! Make specia deal juss fo yu!
-i-- Seth 2m The heavens demand retribution!
-i-- Mr. Lorenzo 2m Come in and we'll talk biz.
-i-- Mr. Koboyashi 2m
-i-- DoughBoy 7m
-i-- Navier 1h Ogoun Baba asks us to pour the rum and light it
-i-- Tyrell 5h Gist Order, your only true friends, chummer.
-i-- Dean Baker 5h Gunshin - mass destruction for a new age.
-i-- Carmen 6h Fortunes told for the faithful.
-i-- Tahbeh 9h Mamma got a new shipment in, children.
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[-] 36 citizens signed in.
[-] *Graye* [English]: When you see me, I will tell you of your
[-] final task.
[-] Write: 'I want you to be ready.' sent to user Brad in
[-] English.
[-] *Rinnan* [English]: Do you>?
[-] Write: 'I have three cards. I just asked everyone on the
[-] comlist if they have the card.' sent to user Rinnan in
[-] English.
Mustang Interior
Outside you see...
[---------------------------------------------------------------------------]
Securitech Parking Garage
Wide halogen floodlights illuminate this place with harsh, shadowless glare.
Carefully painted rectangles deliniate row upon row of parking stalls, and
security pylons line every corner of the concrete structure. Low hissing
escapes from overworked air-recirculation fans that grind listlessly behind
gridded shields of chrome grating. A video camera is bolted to the ceiling.
You can go up (u, out, street) and in (elevator, i).
A GT-101 autoweapon tripod, a GT-101 autoweapon tripod,
a Ducati Nexus 1500, a Harley Sport-XL, an ATV, a
Neon Hovercab, a Zil Stretch Limousine, a Ducati Wasp 21XE
, a Black Humvee, and a Yamaha Kodiak/29 are outside.
You see some other things outside.
[---------------------------------------------------------------------------]
Inside the vehicle you see...
Sliding into the seat of this 99' vintage Mustang you can almost feel like you
are oozing through the seats. All 4 seats are covered with white tiger
stripes, along with the fuzzy layering beneath them. The dashboard has all the
options, even the classic old radio with the non-digital tuner. A pair of
fuzzy dice hangs from the dashboard, occasionally spinning round one another.
The back bucket seats are a bit more comfortable then the normal model having
been replaced with a more spacious seating area, at the cost of some legroom.
Parts of the dashboard have been remodeled to fit special custom weapon
options, along with a fully functional overdrive system. The only thing
missing, is a kitchen sink from this baybee.
You see a corpse of Bungle here.
You can go out (exit).
You turn the key starting up the vehicle, the low loud purr of the engine
filling your ears as he pumps the gas revving the engine a few times for good
measure.
(elapse drive to Syn)
You turn the key back, the engine's low hum winds down and quiets.
You release the controls and slide out of the driver's seat.
You stand up.
You unlock the doors to Ford Mustang.
You open the door and climb out.
High Street (in New Carthage)
You can cross north, the street runs east, and an intersection lies west.
Sound and light spills from a bar to the south. A concrete ramp leads down
into a parking garage under the Syndrome.
To the north, you see someone standing.
Memorial Plaque is here, bolted firmly up against the wall.
A large yellow spray-painted scrawl proclaims: "Drake: 0 Chinese: 3" across the
entire wall here. A supercharged Ford Mustang rests awaiting a
challenge. The five-star rims gleaming almost like peering eyes from the
darkness.
You see Matthew's head on the sidewalk.
You lock the doors to Ford Mustang.
You head south into the bar.
The Syndrome
You see the lucite-topped bar, a menu, a R&L Dataterm, a Gun Check Box, a
Security Camera, a disco ball, and pile of dogshit here.
Mick is here, idly polishing the bar. Tiny is here watching for trouble.
Dr. Strangelove is playing absentmindedly with a scalpel. Bad Brad is here
walking around very cautiously eyeing everyone in range. Luke B. is here.
You can go north (n, out), east (e), and up (stairs, u).
You notice Strangelove looking at you.
You grumble loudly.
Luke [to Bungle]: Hey.
You nod to Luke.
You sit down at the bar.
Brad [to Luke]: You work for Lorenzo also
You say, "Tic tock tic tock"
A large, vending machine sized plasteel armored box rises before you, its
impenetrable face covered with a battlefield of bullet holes, graffiti, and
things you'd much rather not think about. Underneath the surface damage, the
remains of the U-Store It logo are barely visible above a slightly dented
hinged door.
Strangelove eyes you cautiously.
You open the Gun Check Box.
A large, vending machine sized plasteel armored box rises before you, its
impenetrable face covered with a battlefield of bullet holes, graffiti, and
things you'd much rather not think about. Underneath the surface damage, the
remains of the U-Store It logo are barely visible above a slightly dented
hinged door.
The Gun Check Box contains a DaiLung .22 pistol, a MeshGirl helm, a DaiLung .22
pistol, Kimono, a DaiLung .22 pistol, a DaiLung .22 pistol, a combat knife, a
SIG Sauer P-10, a woodmans axe, a FedArms 12mmXP, a WLI .45 pistol, a DoL
Eradicator 10mm, a Steyr AUG-LA, a WLI Covert-7 SMG, a G-11 rifle, a
nightstick, a WLI Covert-7 SMG, a DoL Eradicator 10mm, a Siggerson Ironback
jacket, a DaiLung .38 auto, an IMI Desert Eagle, a butterfly knife, a Witness
Protection 870, a katana, a Lykos Sidearm, a pitchfork, and a NCSP Helmet MkII.
You close the Gun Check Box.
Luke [to Luke]: HELL NO!
You snap your fingers, disappointed.
Luke heads north out of the bar.
Luke, holding an implant scanner, walks in from the street.
Brad heads north out of the bar.
Bungle [to Luke]: Talkin to yourself chummer?
Luke [to Bungle]: Na.
You shrug.
Brad, holding a credstick, walks in from the street.
Brad [to Luke]: Want to spar? No killing, and bungle can ref?
Luke shouts, "Why did you tap you neck guy!?"
You raise an eyebrow.
Luke [to Brad]: NO!
You eye your surroundings cautiously.
Gabe walks in from the street.
Brad [to Luke]: okay
You reach across your back and flick open a small button on your axe sling.
You reach into your axe sling and pull out a double bladed battle axe.
Luke [to Bungle]: Some guy is outside!
You rise from the lucite-topped bar.
You exclaim, "My car!"
Gabe sits down at the bar.
You head out onto the street.
High Street (in New Carthage)
You can cross north, the street runs east, and an intersection lies west.
Sound and light spills from a bar to the south. A concrete ramp leads down
into a parking garage under the Syndrome.
To the north, you see someone standing.
Memorial Plaque is here, bolted firmly up against the wall.
A large yellow spray-painted scrawl proclaims: "Drake: 0 Chinese: 3" across the
entire wall here. A supercharged Ford Mustang rests awaiting a
challenge. The five-star rims gleaming almost like peering eyes from the
darkness.
You see Matthew's head on the sidewalk.
You open your arms expectantly.
Bungle hugs his Ford Mustang.
Kurohyou embraces you in a friendly hug.
Kurohyou sniffs.
Bungle pats Kurohyou the the head in a friendly way.
[-] Write: 'It's going down tonight, you gunna be ready for
[-] it?' sent to user Kurohyou in English.
[-] *Kurohyou* [English]: What's going down?
[-] Write: 'The end of the purple gas, quite possibly the end
[-] of Graye.' sent to user Kurohyou in English.
Kentaro . o O ( raise the roof )
A Network23 news van hovers about ten meters above the street, shining a
halogen spot upon the crowd as it obviously films some disparaging piece on
the local downside population.
[-] *Kurohyou* [English]: Interesting. He's behind it?
Gabe emerges from the bar to the south.
Kurohyou's DeathTV Wristband beeps.
Gabe heads east down the street.
[-] Write: 'yes.' sent to user Kurohyou in English.
You head south into the bar.
The Syndrome
You see the lucite-topped bar, a menu, a R&L Dataterm, a Gun Check Box, a
Security Camera, a disco ball, and pile of dogshit here.
Mick is here, idly polishing the bar. Tiny is here watching for trouble.
Dr. Strangelove is playing absentmindedly with a scalpel. Luke B. is here.
Bad Brad is here walking around very cautiously eyeing everyone in range.
You can go north (n, out), east (e), and up (stairs, u).
[-] *Kurohyou* [English]: Weird.
[-] Write: 'What?' sent to user Kurohyou in English.
Rakim comes down the spiral staircase.
Rakim sits down at the bar.
Luke gets out his DeathTV Wristband.
Luke drops a DeathTV Wristband.
Tarchanna, holding a credstick, walks in from the street.
A think grey flexible nylon wristband emblazoned with the DEATH TRI-V logo
surrounding a narrow LCD panel.
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Kurohyou - 4425374 RANK: [1]
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Tarchanna gets out her Lykos Sidearm.
Tarchanna sits down at the bar.
Koss walks in from the street.
You shout, "Who in here can fight?"
Koss limps in from the street
Rakim . o O ( Not me )
[-] *Achilles* [English]: *grin* I can fight.
Koss pokes his walking cane at some trash on the ground, turning it over,
apparently in search for something of value.
[-] Write: 'Will you fight?' sent to user Achilles in English.
[-] [Attn: Achilles is on the phone.]
[-] *Achilles* [English]: Sure.
Achilles walks in from the street.
Tarchanna says, "I can fight."
[-] Write: 'Can you get corpside on your own.' sent to user
[-] Achilles in English. [Attn: Achilles is on the phone.]
Achilles exclaims, "Yay!"
Achilles picks up a DeathTV Wristband.
Achilles puts on his DeathTV Wristband.
Bungle [to Tarchanna]: What's yer name?
Achilles looks at you, nods his head and says, "Yes."
Tarchanna [to Bungle]: Anna, we spoke yesterday.
You nod to Tarchanna.
Tarchanna says, "Birth name is Tarchanna, but you'll just get mispronounce it."
Bungle [to Tarchanna]: Can you follow orders?
Brad [to Luke]: by the way whats your name?
Koss shuffles around the bar moving into a booth t the back of the room.
Achilles's DeathTV Wristband beeps.
Tarchanna's DeathTV Wristband beeps.
Achilles checks his Mortius experimental jumpsuit, to make sure that all the
seals are in place.
Achilles says, "I am so saxxy."
Achilles asks, "Don't you love my saxxy body?"
You chuckle softly.
Achilles grins mischievously.
Bungle [to Achilles]: No.
Achilles bursts into tears.
[-] *Brad* [English]: Who you leading a group against?
Luke [to Brad]: Name is Ian.
[-] Write: 'The purple gas.' sent to user Brad in English.
Koss . o O ( Dead Saxxy... )
Koss . o O ( Turtle head pokin' )
[-] Write: 'I'm ready when you are.' sent to user Graye in
[-] English.
Koss releases his deathgrip from his walking cane, casually laying it to rest
across his lap.
You hear the faint sounds of crickets chirping in The Syndrome.
Achilles eyes his surroundings cautiously.
You raise an eyebrow.
You ask, "Crickets?"
Achilles exclaims, "Crickets!"
[-] *Graye* [English]: It's almost prepared. I'm nearly ready,
[-] too.
Koss . o O ( Dinner! )
Strangelove . o O ( crickets? )
Tarchanna says, "waves."
Achilles eyes his surroundings cautiously.
Rakim . o O ( Someone's gaydar is going off )
Bungle [to Achilles]: Great....
Achilles eyes his surroundings cautiously.
Bungle [to Achilles]: I'm betting on a plague of locusts.
Achilles [to Bungle]: So we sit pretty till then?
Achilles eyes his surroundings cautiously.
Koss pushes himself up out of the booth
[-] *Graye* [English]: I suggest you bring reinforcements.
Koss gets out his walking cane.
Koss reaches for his cane, grasping it firmly he leans into it for a bit of
balance.
[-] Write: 'I am.' sent to user Graye in English.
Koss limps for the door
[-] *Graye* [English]: Good. You'll need them.
Tarchanna rises from the lucite-topped bar.
Tarchanna eyes her surroundings cautiously.
Tarchanna heads north out of the bar.
Koss trips and falls out the door!
Koss heads north out of the bar.
[-] Write: 'Great. But you want to speak to me first then.'
[-] sent to user Graye in English.
From the north, Koss shouts in English, "ARGGHHH!!!"
Achilles shouts, "Crazy old coot!"
[-] *Graye* [English]: When you see me, yes.
[-] *Graye* [English]: This night is entirely in your hands,
[-] Bungle.
Achilles asks, "Whose got my Mustang anyway?"
Achilles eyes his surroundings cautiously.
[-] Write: 'I hate to hear that. I makes me remember why I have
[-] this name.' sent to user Graye in English.
You say, "I do."
Achilles gasps at you!
You say, "And it's my mustang."
Achilles [to Bungle]: Do you treat her nice?
Bungle [to Achilles]: She's my baby.
[-] *Graye* [English]: Power is deserved only by those who
[-] hesitate to use it.
Achilles [to Bungle]: No wepaon mounts on her?
Achilles . o O ( weapon )
Rakim sighs loudly.
Brad heads north out of the bar.
Rakim rises from the lucite-topped bar.
Achilles raises an eyebrow.
Brad, holding a credstick, walks in from the street.
[-] *Graye* [English]: Rinnan has the Omega.
Bungle [to Achilles]: Longshot blew her up while I was sleeping in her, that's
why I killed him.
[-] Write: 'You have the Omega eh?' sent to user Rinnan in
[-] English.
Achilles chuckles.
Achilles asks, "Longshot is dead eh?"
[-] *Rinnan* [English]: I don't want it.
You nod to Achilles.
[-] *Rinnan* [English]: don't use your key, please.
Achilles says, "Too bad, he was a interesting character."
[-] Write: 'Keys. I have three of them.' sent to user Rinnan in
[-] English.
[-] *Graye* [English]: Who are you bringing with you?
[-] *Graye* [English]: Anybody worthwhile?
Achilles exclaims, "But that means Adriana is all mine now, mwahahaha!"
Achilles says, "Err."
Brad says, "until he was taken over by a machine"
Achilles coughs.
Achilles [to Brad]: I'm sure it was aliens, it's always aliens.
[-] Public communications implant network:
`@my title is ...` Idle `@my tag is ...`
-i-- Mr Bungle 0s
-i-- Kentaro 1s ooc OMG! I SEE THE DEVIL!
-i-- Rakim 2s Eric B for president
-i-- Gabe (PR) 5s )get over it. I have :)
-i-- Kurohyou 6s The sun no longer freezes me...
-i-- Keymaster Graye 6s All doors open. All circles closed.
-i-- Lewis 9s I had to have it removed...and it hurt
-i-- Damnable Dae Woo 9s )http://www.ietf.org/rfc/rfc2795.txt
gi-- Incognito 9s http://cs.vv.com/cs_flyer.pdf or ..cs_card.pdf
-i-- Drone 56a 10s im a pimp. you can check my stats.
-i-- Achilles (NCRG) 12s Come by NCRG on Hosaka, the store is restocked
-i-- Bad Brad 14s )whats with all the old people coming back!?!?!
-i-- Dr. Strangelove 14s Check ignition and may god's love be with you.
-i-- Navier 17s Ogoun Baba asks us to pour the rum and light it
-i-- Rinnan (MD/PR) 24s Becoming.
-i-- .fFkGEBxGXEx6 25s
---- Sheriff Smitty 26s )Only message me in an emergency, or if we're s
mi-- Zero 30s
-i-- Luke B. 35s
gi-- Devil 38s )Kingfox still sucks ass according to DeRiot.
-i-- Dr. DeRiot 48s )Im the unknown corpse that makes CS
w-e- Snapple (TM) 58s o/` Dr. Goldfoot.. and his bikini machine.. o/`
-i-- Tarchanna (PR) 1m
-i-- Calibre 2m
-i-- Vladimir 10m
-i-- Dr. Victoria 17m
-i-- General Nga 20m Come see Nga! Make specia deal juss fo yu!
-i-- Mr. Lorenzo 20m Come in and we'll talk biz.
-i-- Mr. Koboyashi 20m
-i-- DoughBoy 26m
-i-- Tyrell 5h Gist Order, your only true friends, chummer.
-i-- Dean Baker 5h Gunshin - mass destruction for a new age.
-i-- Carmen 7h Fortunes told for the faithful.
-i-- Tahbeh 9h Mamma got a new shipment in, children.
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Strangelove rises from the lucite-topped bar.
[-] *Graye* [English]: Remember, it's imperative that you and I
[-] speak when you see me.
Kurohyou's voice catches you by suprise as you didn't notice them before..
Kurohyou [to Achilles]: You!
Strangelove heads north out of the bar.
[-] Write: 'No one does anything till i say so.' sent to user
[-] Graye in English.
Achilles stares menacingly at his credstick.
[-] Write: 'It's the least I can do.' sent to user Graye in
[-] English.
[-] *Graye* [English]: Good. You shall not regret it.
[-] Write: 'Regret, that is the only real pain.' sent to user
[-] Graye in English.
Kurohyou [to Achilles]: What do you want. Speak
Dae Woo arrives from the back room.
[-] *Rinnan* [English]: Where are you>?
Achilles waves his elbows like he's doing the Funky Chicken.
[-] Write: 'The Syndrome.' sent to user Rinnan in English.
Kurohyou [to Achilles]: My time is short. Speak now.
[-] *Rinnan* [English]: What the hell am I supposed to do with
[-] this fucking key.
Achilles [to Kurohyou]: Oh Bungle looks for people who can fight.
Achilles [to Kurohyou]: do you have to go?
[-] Write: 'I don't know yet, but you should probably give it
[-] to me if you can.' sent to user Rinnan in English.
Kurohyou [to Bungle]: I can fight!
Tiny says, "You can't hide from me, Kurohyou."
Kurohyou nods to Achilles.
[-] *Rinnan* [English]: I..
Achilles [to Kurohyou]: whore.
Dae Woo [to Achilles]: Tonight is the night of revelation!
Kurohyou [to Tiny]: Apparently not.
Bungle [to Kurohyou]: And you will come with.
[-] *Rinnan* [English]: but you said if you have the keys..
[-] it'll ..
You hear some unintelligible conversation coming from Luke's wR-InK Scanmaster.
Kurohyou [to Bungle]: To keel Sons of Sodomy?
[-] Write: 'Shut down the reactor.' sent to user Rinnan in
[-] English.
Bungle blinks momentarily.
You sigh loudly.
Achilles [to Dae Woo]: Err, hi Dae.
You say, "In a manner of speaking."
[-] *Rinnan* [English]: meet me on the corpside again then?
You shout, "BUT"
Kurohyou raises an eyebrow at you.
You shout, "NO ONE ATTACK NO BODY TILL I SAY SO UNDERSTOOD?"
[-] Write: 'When the time is right.' sent to user Rinnan in
[-] English.
Kurohyou spits up.
[-] *Rinnan* [English]: What's that supposed to mean?
Kurohyou [to Bungle]: Arrrrr!
A gunshot sounds loudly outside, on the street, and a heavy-jowled patron jumps
as a bullet comes through the door and embeds itself in the wall by his head.
Mick begins unleashing a torrent of cursing, swearing about repair costs.
Dae Woo [to Achilles]: Evening, Achilles.
Dae Woo [to Bungle]: Are you planning to feel wrath tonight?
The wR-InK Scanmaster buzzes: *ENCRYPTED STATIC*
You hear some unintelligible conversation coming from Luke's wR-InK Scanmaster.
Bungle [to Dae Woo]: Tonight we write another line in the book of the dead.
Achilles [to Bungle]: Is it Bob, the old guy on Hosaka?
Dae Woo [to Bungle]: Tonight is the night of revelation.
Achilles asks, "Or wait, Joe, the schmoe?"
Bungle [to Dae Woo]: More then I care to admit.
You head out onto the street.
High Street (in New Carthage)
You can cross north, the street runs east, and an intersection lies west.
Sound and light spills from a bar to the south. A concrete ramp leads down
into a parking garage under the Syndrome.
Memorial Plaque is here, bolted firmly up against the wall.
A large yellow spray-painted scrawl proclaims: "Drake: 0 Chinese: 3" across the
entire wall here. A supercharged Ford Mustang rests awaiting a
challenge. The five-star rims gleaming almost like peering eyes from the
darkness.
You see Matthew's head on the sidewalk.
You unlock the doors to Ford Mustang.
[-] *Graye* [English]: Run, Bungle! Your window is about to
[-] open.
You shout, "Come on guys let's move"
Mustang Interior
Outside you see...
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High Street (in New Carthage)
A bizzare mix of punkers, zoners, cromags, and others crowd the street from
sidewalk to sidewalk. Holo-signs and neon bathe the crowd in a flickering
light; faces move by you like meat under fast-food heatlamps. Groups accrete
and dissolve as biz ripples through the masses; gunshots ring out, and screams
go unheeded. Lengthening shadows eclipse the parade of vatgrown faces as the
sun sets. Memorial Plaque is here, bolted firmly up against the wall.
You can cross north, the street runs east, and an intersection lies west.
Sound and light spills from a bar to the south. A concrete ramp leads down
into a parking garage under the Syndrome.
You see some other things outside.
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Inside the vehicle you see...
You see a corpse of Bungle here.
You can go out (exit).
You put double bladed battle axe away.
You sit down in one of the vehicle's padded bucket seats.
You take the steering controls and settle into the driver's seat.
You turn the key starting up the vehicle, the low loud purr of the engine
filling your ears as he pumps the gas revving the engine a few times for good
measure.
(Outside: Achilles comes into view).
(driving)
Blumenkraft Way (in New Carthage) Blumenkraft runs north-south through skyscraper canyons and imitation marble columns. Buzzing halogen floods light the garbage trucks and bike couriers that own the ground level here, while hovercars fly overhead, their lights flaring and reflecting off the chrome-and-plexiglass aboveground walkways. Couriers chain up their bikes and drop off a few last packages as overhead lightboards flash the end-of-trading stock results for the end of the business day. A billowing purple cloud of gas spreads through the area. The street runs north and south and you can cross east. A dark alleyway lies west, hidden between two gleaming spires. You see some other things outside. [---------------------------------------------------------------------------] [-] Write: 'Goddammit Graye how can I get to you with the gas, [-] I have no armor.' sent to user Graye in English. [-] *Graye* [English]: It's starting. [-] *Graye* [English]: You must RUN then! [-] *Dae_Woo* [English]: Graye intends to deliver Gabriel.. I [-] shall hope you are prepared for the message. [-] Write: 'Here we go.' sent to user Graye in English. The wR-InK Scanmaster buzzes: "<200> [In English] This is Squad Leader Hwang! Request immediate airborne evac from the downtown area! My squad is dying, here! We've re.reated to a storefront and have sealed the entrance, but I've got three down due to whatever the fuck that gas is outside, and two more about to drop. I'm.feeling .ick, myself! If anybody's still alive out there, get to a closed ventilation system immediately!". [-] *Drone_56a* [English]: you gonna be around later? [-] *Achilles* [English]: so... You can't go anywhere while you're sitting down. You release the controls and slide out of the driver's seat. You stand up. You open the door and climb out.Blumenkraft Way (in New Carthage) The street runs north and south and you can cross east. A dark alleyway lies west, hidden between two gleaming spires. A billowing purple cloud of gas spreads through the area. A supercharged Ford Mustang rests awaiting a challenge. The five-star rims gleaming almost like peering eyes from the darkness. Your head throbs as your nervous system screams pain from every extremity. The purple gas seeps through every pore, stretching you to your limit. Your head throbs, as your body reaches its breaking point. You feel as if you have been dipped into acid and basted. Your flesh melts, as the purple haze stings your nerves. You think that your next breath will be your last. Surely you cannot take any more. You feel as if you have been dipped into acid and basted. Your flesh melts, as the purple haze stings your nerves. You think that your next breath will be your last. Surely you cannot take any more. You're already walking. You walk into the alley. dark alleyway You see a gas here. You can go east (e). Your skin crawls as the purple haze stings your pores. The pain becomes too much to withstand, as the gas saps your life. Retching painfully, the gas seems to seep into you from every piece of flesh not enclosed in an airtight seal. The pain is intense. As the pain wracks your body, you feel death's cold embrace coming slowly. You open the door, and step through warily. Lift Area (A) You can go ladder (ld) and small door (dr, sd). You end up on the top of a small staircase, in a very large area. You nervously begin to navigate the ladder, aware of the fact that ladders aren't the best things to prevent falling. Lift Area (B) You can go doorway (door, dr, d) and ladder (ld, u). You finally make it to the bottom of the ladders, with a sigh of relief. [-] *Luke* [English]: Need a spare fighter? You step through the low doorway, into the dim light, and carefully navigate the steep, winding tunnel. Rock Garden Rinnan (MD/PR) is here. You can go security door (sd, door), tunnel (d, tn), and access tunnel (access, ac). You step out of the curving tunnel, and into a preternatural stillness. You can't see any way to open the security door. You are done walking. You cough. Rinnan says, "he told me to stay here." Bungle hacks up blood on the ground. Rinnan blinks confusedly. The wR-InK Scanmaster buzzes: "<200> [In English] ALL UNITS, WE HAVE AN TOXIN LEAK! AT *cough* My gas mask, *cough* not stopping it *retch*....". Rinnan [to Bungle]: Gangers again? The keycard in your pocket starts flashing rapidly. You say, "Gas" Bungle stands up. You hand the Alpha Keycard to Rinnan (MD/PR). You get out your Theta Keycard. You get out your Beta Keycard. The door beeps, "Emergency countermeasures enabled. Door opened. Have a nice day." [-] *Drone_56a* [English]: you gonna be around later/ [-] Write: 'Through the door, up the ladder, through the door.' [-] sent to user Achilles in English. [Attn: Achilles is on [-] the phone.] [-] Write: 'Maybe' sent to user Drone_56a in English. Bungle is holding a Theta Keycard and a Beta Keycard ready for action. He is barely conscious, mangled and bloody. Rinnan depresses a button on her radio and whispers something softly. The wR-InK Scanmaster buzzes: *ENCRYPTED STATIC* The wR-InK Scanmaster buzzes: "<340> [In English] We're out of jumpsuits...". Discorporation in order to walk through a closed door is not a valid tactic. Please rethink your strategy. [-] *Graye* [English]: You know, you were always a very [-] honorable man. Rinnan says, "So.." [-] *Graye* [English]: I respect you. You open the security door. Rinnan stands up. Glancing around, you step through the open security door. Control Room You see a control terminal here. You can go out (door, o) and down (in). You step into a dimly lit room, rife with blinking lights and flashing monitors. [-] *Graye* [English]: Be aware of this. [-] *Drone_56a* [English]: ill need a ride to the shuttleport Rinnan, holding a corpID passcard and the Alpha Keycard, steps into the dim light of the room, the various colours of the room's monitors dancing across her face. The wR-InK Scanmaster buzzes: *ENCRYPTED STATIC* You put Theta Keycard away. You put Beta Keycard away. The door silently closes, hissing as it touches the door-frame, while a light beside the door goes red with a small tone. The wR-InK Scanmaster buzzes: "<200> [In English] *gasp* Hn.a, hnnga, this is, hnnga, hnnga, Officer Anderseen, hnnga, hnnga...can't breathe....hnnga, hnnga....hnnga, hnnga...hopeless...". [-] Write: 'Ok' sent to user Drone_56a in English. Rinnan [to Bungle]: I thought you were bringing people.. The wR-InK Scanmaster buzzes: *ENCRYPTED STATIC* [-] *Achilles* [English]: I'm here. Rinnan looks around. Bungle [to Rinnan]: I was, but I barely made it through the gas. You don't perceive a "console" around here. Rinnan depresses a button on her radio and whispers something softly. The wR-InK Scanmaster buzzes: *ENCRYPTED STATIC* [-] *Kentaro* [Japanese]: yo [-] Write: 'through the security door.' sent to user Achilles [-] in English. [Attn: Achilles is on the phone.] Rinnan says, "Oh." The wR-InK Scanmaster buzzes: *ENCRYPTED STATIC* [-] Write: 'Bring the APC' sent to user Seth in English. The door opens from the other side. [-] Write: 'You must bring as many people as you can' sent to [-] user Seth in English. The wR-InK Scanmaster buzzes: *ENCRYPTED STATIC* [-] *Seth* [English]: *blink* Why? Achilles emerges from the shadows.. The door silently closes, hissing as it touches the door-frame, while a light beside the door goes red with a small tone. Achilles nods. Control Room This is a dark, sleek and extremely high-tech room. The walls are covered with compact, advanced equipment, set up to monitor, regulate and control a variety of bewildering functions. The room is long, first of all. Extending about thirty feet away from the buttressed security door, the far wall is cutaway by a large picture window that gazes out over a vast gulf underground, focusing upon the bulk of a massive, dimly lit machine. Each side of the room, about fifteen feet from side-wall to side-wall, contains a bank of equipment. Computers, displays, terminals, print-outs, scanners, holos, and keyboards line the terminal banks, while low, comfortable leather chairs sit before various workstations. The various displays show a variety of things, at a glance; power levels, output, input, temperatures, coolant levels, and so forth, not to mention a few odd displays; incongruous measurements such as condensation rate or matter/energy index catch your eye. The glow of the various displays gives the black of the room a slightly greenish cast, reflecting off polished surfaces and burnished leather with a moderately unhealthy glow. The ceiling is low, bearing small, round, recessed lights that provide ample light to work in but do not detract from the viewing of the equipment. Set in the center of the ceiling is a large, circular red lamp that is currently off. The floor is made of hard, polished tiles, and it seems completely sterile, considering how much dirt and muck must be tracked in. The window grabs your attention once more...perhaps a better look might be in order. One of the control terminals seems to be ready for input. Rinnan (MD/PR) is here. Achilles (NCRG) is looking unassuming, aside the the fact he has blue skin. You can go out (door, o) and down (in). Tarchanna, holding a wicked black tonfa and a corpID passcard, steps into the dim light of the room, the various colours of the room's monitors dancing across her face. Rinnan depresses a button on her radio and whispers something softly. The wR-InK Scanmaster buzzes: *ENCRYPTED STATIC* Tarchanna says, "Hey Rinnan." The door silently closes, hissing as it touches the door-frame, while a light beside the door goes red with a small tone. You say, "If you see Graye I have to say this again. No one touch him." Achilles nods. You say, "I need to talk to him first." [-] *Rinnan* [English]: why From the down, Mark IX Anti-Personnel Drone shouts in English, "Intruder alert!" [-] Write: 'I think I know that.' sent to user Graye in English. Tarchanna says, "There goes all the people." Tarchanna signs. Tarchanna sighs. You say, "Oh shit." You see nothing special. Down below, you notice Mark IX Anti-Personnel Drone. From the down, Mark IX Anti-Personnel Drone shouts in English, "Drone defense mechanism activated!" [-] *Drone_56a* [English]: actually you want to give me that [-] ride now? Rinnan says, "Crap..." [-] Write: 'NO!' sent to user Drone_56a in English. Achilles says, "Ah fun." Achilles grins mischievously. The wR-InK Scanmaster buzzes: *ENCRYPTED STATIC* [-] Write: 'I'm busy!' sent to user Drone_56a in English. Achilles asks, "Wait for others?" [-] *Drone_56a* [English]: alright...relax... Rinnan asks, "There are more?" [-] Write: 'Are you coming?' sent to user Seth in English. He is barely conscious, mangled and bloody. Achilles says, "I guess not." The clank of footsteps on the ladder announce the arrival of Mark IX Anti-Personnel Drone from the room below. He is in excellent health. Rinnan looks at you . Mark IX Anti-Personnel Drone shouts, "Surrender now and your death will be painless." Rinnan steps back. Achilles says, "Hmm." You can't go that way. Achilles rubs his chin. Rinnan says, "Christ." Rinnan rubs her forehead. You go down. Security Alcove You can go up (out, u, ladder, ld) and in (catwalk, cat, door). You are done walking. You step through the doorway, leaving the cold stone room and into a strangely empty hallway. Catwalk You see three GX-128 autodefenders here. Keymaster Graye is guarding cc. You can go out (back, security alcove, alcove) and in (cc, control, core, door). You step into a bare hallway, your footsteps echoing loudly. The wR-InK Scanmaster buzzes: "<340> [In English] ALERT: PR client Ts'ao requires EMERGENCY EVAC SERVICE at Reception (11,13) New Carthage.". Graye nods soberly. Graye levels his axe, staring at you. The wR-InK Scanmaster buzzes: *ENCRYPTED STATIC* You say, "hello Graye." You hear footsteps, and Rinnan, holding a corpID passcard and the Alpha Keycard, steps into the hallway from the Security Alcove. You get out your double bladed battle axe. Rinnan blinks innocently at Graye. You nod to Graye. You take up a position next to the back. You estimate it would take one people to secure back. Graye gestures in your direction with the axe. "You and I need to talk." Bungle holds his axe likewise. "Alone?" [-] *Achilles* [English]: some help? Graye shakes his head. "I prefer witnesses. Tell the others to come." Graye [to Bungle]: Bungle, your final task is this: He is barely conscious, mangled and bloody. The wR-InK Scanmaster buzzes: *ENCRYPTED STATIC* You leave your post. [-] *Tarchanna* [English]: We sort of need help here. The wR-InK Scanmaster buzzes: *ENCRYPTED STATIC* Graye swings his axe in a slow, graceful arc, the axe deadly steady, it's surface gleaming. [-] Write: 'I know, I'm doing my best.' sent to user Tarchanna [-] in English. Combat mode switched to defense. Graye [to Bungle]: You and I will fight, alone. Graye [to Bungle]: No interference. Graye [to Bungle]: To the death. Bungle coughs up blood. Rinnan says, "No. no." Bungle [to Graye]: So you can die as a warrior. Rinnan says, "I have to object on every policy that objects." Graye glances at his axe's edge for a moment. "If you win, I die with honour, and all your obligations to me are fulfilled." Bungle is holding a double bladed battle axe ready for action. He is barely conscious, mangled and bloody. [-] Write: 'Heal me as best as you can.' sent to user Rinnan in [-] English.
| Keymaster
Graye A tall, graceful man, broad in shoulder and focused in countenance. His stance seems to be both tense and relaxed, somehow at the same time. Graye stands tall and fearless in an imposing suit of dead-black, macroplast armor, the anodized plates reflecting the light dully off their black surface, while the sealed joints creak slightly as he shifts his stance. His face is nearly invisible, concealed beneath an armored shell of tinted, transperent plasteel. Emblazoned boldly over the heart, above a stylized Phoenix flaring it's wings, is the logo 'DoA: We Change People.' Hanging from a strap across his shoulders is a large, heavy faux leather sling, obviously custom-designed to hold an axe....a large axe, at that. A mean axe. He is in excellent health. Keymaster Graye is holding a duro axe named "Essence". |
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Graye stares at you, his eyes hard. "If you die...you owe me a debt of honour, for I will die in this place like a dog, killed by fools and cretins."
Much props to Otto for being the forementioned fool/cretin
[-] *Rinnan* [English]: I don't have a kit with me. Graye [to Rinnan]: Rinnan. [-] *Rinnan* [English]: please.. throw this fight. Rinnan looks at Graye. [-] Write: 'He's going to die, one way or another.' sent to [-] user Rinnan in English. Bungle [to Graye]: You have set your mind not to leave this place alive? You turn off the wR-InK Scanmaster. Graye [to Bungle]: I've made my peace, and drawn my line in the sand. He is barely conscious, mangled and bloody. He is in excellent health. [-] *Rinnan* [English]: I'm..just not ready. Bungle paces left to right around Graye testing the weight of his axe, "I'd say the odds are slightly in your favor." Graye looks over at Rinnan, taking his gaze off you. "Rinnan, I'm leaving you now. You will be the only one left." Rinnan shrugs. "I..have a gun..." Bungle coughs again, blood flowing over his fist. [-] *Otto* [English]: Brother, is this it? You notice Graye inspecting you. Rinnan [to Graye]: Stronger wherever you go. I hope. He is barely conscious, mangled and bloody. Graye shrugs at you. Graye [to Bungle]: Then this shall be your finest hour, I think. Graye [to Bungle]: You must fight very, very well. Graye [to Rinnan]: Rinnan, do what you can for Bungle. Rinnan [to Graye]: I will. Before you start. Graye nods to Rinnan. Graye [to Rinnan]: Begin. [-] *Brad* [English]: What are you doing right now? Can i help? [-] Write: 'Fighting Graye to the death and no you cannot.' [-] sent to user Brad in English. Bungle [to Graye]: May I tell you something. Graye nods soberly to you. Graye [to Bungle]: You may. We won't begin until you're ready. Rinnan [to Graye]: Tell Longshot he's a fucking bastard. He owes me rent. And .. Graye [to Bungle]: And let me begin...I must first turn off these GXes. Rinnan [to Graye]: The otherside has scotch and I'm buying when I get there. Graye pushes a button on the GX-128 autodefender's command keypad. You say, "I never told anyone this since I came to the city but when I first arrived here I heard Solidus talk about you. He said that gangs come and go, corporations die but Graye remains and realised he felt you immortal." You say, "Like Baulder." Bungle [to Graye]: So I knew that day, I was going to stand here like this. I only half believed it, but I knew it would come to this. He is barely conscious, mangled and bloody. A low sigh escapes Graye's armor, and his stance shifts slightly. Graye says, "Solidus. He, like Drake, had far too much admiration for me." [-] *Brad* [English]: I wish I could help Graye says, "The secret is that nobody remains in this city. Only the city remains." [-] *Smitty* [English]: You have a suit laying around somewhere [-] that I can use to come over and help you guys? Graye glances at Rinnan. "Please, attend to Bungle." Rinnan says, "I'll try my best.. but without a kit, its a bit difficult.." Rinnan [to Graye]: One more thing. Graye nods to Rinnan. Rinnan [to Graye]: The Book. Graye nods soberly to you. Graye nods to Rinnan. Graye [to Rinnan]: It waits within. Rinnan [to Graye]: If Faust ever returns.. he needs some light reading. Bungle . o O ( the book... ) Graye gestures towards the core. Rinnan nods soberly. He is barely conscious, mangled and bloody. Rinnan kisses Graye on the cheek. "So fight already,." Rinnan steaps away. Graye [to Rinnan]: You must heal Bungle, if you can. You sit down on the ground. Rinnan [to Bungle]: Right. Bungle plants his axe into the ground muttering. [-] *Rinnan* [English]: I don't think.. there's going to be a [-] choice about this. But I recomend turning your com off.. [-] no need for noise and haste in this ... [-] *Rinnan* [English]: Anyway, I'm turning mine off. Graye listens to something. Graye [to Bungle]: We must wait, yet. He is barely conscious, mangled and bloody. Graye turns to Rinnan. "Rinnan...we never did have that wedding, you know." Bungle looks up. <OOC> Graye says, "afk for two secs" Rinnan [to Graye]: yeah, a thousand upside down crosses were blantantly cheated. Rinnan [to Bungle]: told you our history was lonjg and strange. Catwalk A featureless, dead black hallway, approxiamately one hundred feet in length from end to end. The ceiling, floor and walls are panelled with a dead black material, and the only illumination comes from small lights set near the floor on either wall. A GX-128 autodefender is mounted on its servo platform here. A GX-128 autodefender is mounted on its servo platform here. A GX-128 autodefender is mounted on its servo platform here. Keymaster Graye is guarding cc. Rinnan (MD/PR) is here. You can go out (back, security alcove, alcove) and in (cc, control, core, door). look in what? A low archway, leading into a room that is dimly lit by red light of some sort. Just above the archway, etched in relief into the dark metal of the wall, is the crest of RSI, a phoenix rising from the flames. Graye adjusts his grip on his axe. "You know, I've waited a long time for this. I've waited a very long time, indeed." You stand up. [-] *Otto* [English]: What the hell's going on?! Rinnan exhales raggedly. [-] *Otto* [English]: Do you need my help man? Graye tilts his head, looking at you. "Not yet. It's not complete yet." Rinnan [to Graye]: your otherside tab is growing, you understand. Bungle sighs and goes back to kneeling on the ground holding his axe to the floor. You sit down on the ground. A blast of heat is suddenly palpable from the metal of the catwalk, and the catwalk creaks, slightly, as it shudders. [-] Write: 'Yes. But no. I am going to fight Graye to the [-] death. One on one. You can come watch if you want. I will [-] most likely die.' sent to user Otto in English. A faint voice announces, "Venting interrupted. Coolant shortage detected. Repair required." Rinnan shifts slightly. "The surprises just get better..." He staggers from many gaping wounds. Graye says, "We're getting closer, now. Much closer." Graye [to Rinnan]: Rinnan, I should have given you what you deserved years ago. You have been one of my closest friends, and often more. Rinnan steaps back further, securing a section of railing. A faint voice announces, "Coolant levels reaching critical levels of shortage. Reactor meltdown impending." Graye says, "Ah wait, just a moment." Graye says, "For humour's sake:" Graye taps the activation key on his PR wristband and it begins flashing red. Bungle is holding a double bladed battle axe ready for action. He staggers from many gaping wounds. Rinnan [to Graye]: You can't even now.. but it makes me love you no less .. You look up at Graye. Rinnan swallows grimly. Rinnan [to Graye]: Do you want me to scan you? Graye [to Rinnan]: Scan me? A great hissing sound can be heard far below you. Rinnan [to Graye]: you hit your band.... Rinnan looks down over the railing briefly. Bungle is holding a double bladed battle axe ready for action. He is barely conscious, mangled and bloody. Catwalk A featureless, dead black hallway, approxiamately one hundred feet in length from end to end. The ceiling, floor and walls are panelled with a dead black material, and the only illumination comes from small lights set near the floor on either wall. A GX-128 autodefender is mounted on its servo platform here. A GX-128 autodefender is mounted on its servo platform here. A GX-128 autodefender is mounted on its servo platform here. Keymaster Graye is guarding cc. Rinnan (MD/PR) is here. You can go out (back, security alcove, alcove) and in (cc, control, core, door). Graye [to Rinnan and Bungle]: I have left you both gifts, within. They will get you out of this alive, if you can do what must be done. He is barely conscious, mangled and bloody. Graye [to Bungle]: Are the others coming? <OOC> You say, "OK my health just went back down to barely coinsciencous again" Rinnan puts her corpID passcard away. Rinnan gets out her PR locator goggles. Rinnan seats her PR locator goggles bead earpieces into place and plugs its interface socket into her DNI jack. <OOC> Graye says, "odd" You say, "Perhaps they are all dead." Graye [to Bungle]: Perhaps. Rinnan depresses a button on her radio and whispers something softly. He is barely conscious, mangled and bloody. Rinnan says, "Those meant to come.. will." He is barely conscious, mangled and bloody. Graye pushes a button on the GX-128 autodefender's command keypad. Graye pushes a button on the GX-128 autodefender's command keypad. Rinnan depresses a button on her radio and whispers something softly. Graye pushes a button on the GX-128 autodefender's command keypad. He is barely conscious, mangled and bloody. Rinnan depresses a button on her radio and whispers something softly. He is barely conscious, mangled and bloody. Rinnan depresses a button on her radio and whispers something softly. You're already sitting down. He is barely conscious, mangled and bloody. Bungle pulls the dancer from the brown package. You get out your dancer. You put double bladed battle axe away. You put dancer away. Rinnan depresses a button on her radio and whispers something softly. You get out your double bladed battle axe. Graye raises an eyebrow at you. Graye asks, "Dancer?" Bungle [to Graye]: I'm contemplating it. Rinnan depresses a button on her radio and whispers something softly. Graye shrugs at you. Rinnan ventures a glance over the railing. Graye [to Bungle]: Drugs are a thing of the other side. They have a price they exact, but they have their benefits. [-] *Otto* [English]: How you holdin' up bwana? He is barely conscious, mangled and bloody. [-] Write: 'I want people here' sent to user Otto in English. [-] *Seth* [English]: Crap. There's gas right outside the alley. [-] *Otto* [English]: En route. A sudden, shocking tremor hits the catwalk, shaking it violently and causing some lights to suddenly spark and go out. [-] Write: 'yeah, I ran through it. You can run through it.' [-] sent to user Seth in English. Graye says, "Perhaps there isn't much time, after all..." Bungle's one eye flits up suddenly. You stand up. He is barely conscious, mangled and bloody. You sigh loudly. Graye [to Bungle]: I think your friends must have died. Rinnan grabs tighter onto the railing and looks at Graye. "Perhaps." [-] *Otto* [English]: Gimme some cords man, where are you? You light the tube, veins of light dancing through the crystals. Rinnan [to Bungle]: They did.. they both just woke in clone vats. Graye reverses the Duro axe in his hand in a blur, and return it to it's ready state. Graye [to Bungle]: Remember, I have not turned off the gxes. Do not attack me first. You take a long drag of dancer, feeling the smoke circle your lungs. You take a long drag of dancer, feeling the smoke circle your lungs. Graye nods soberly to you. You get out your cheap cigar. Bungle clenches his cheap cigar in his teeth, flicks open his zippo lighter, and sparks the end of his cigar taking a few puffs to light it. You say, "Now I'm ready." You're already holding double bladed battle axe. Graye [to Bungle]: And may the Other side guard us both. You say, "Till we meet again." Rinnan leans back against teh railing and exhale raggedly. Graye pushes a button on the GX-128 autodefender's command keypad. Graye pushes a button on the GX-128 autodefender's command keypad. Graye pushes a button on the GX-128 autodefender's command keypad. Graye walks over to Rinnan, abruptly, and say "All men need a kiss before death." Graye flips up the visor on his armor. Combat mode switched to allout. Bungle is holding a double bladed battle axe ready for action. He is barely conscious, mangled and bloody. Combat mode switched to defense. Rinnan kisses Graye tenderly on the lips. You hear footsteps, and Otto, holding a Siggerson greaves and a duro axe, steps into the hallway from the Security Alcove. A whining, metallic groan sounds from far, far below. Graye nods to Rinnan. Bungle takes a cautious defensive stance. Graye [to Rinnan]: Farewell. Graye [to Bungle]: Bungle! You hear footsteps, and Mark IX Anti-Personnel Drone steps into the hallway from the Security Alcove. Graye [to Bungle]: Let the duel begin! Mark IX Anti-Personnel Drone disappears into the security alcove, its form becoming hidden from your sight. Rinnan inhales, nodding. "Hell, check six." You growl. Graye [to Otto]: You shall not join this fight. This is between Bungle and I alone. Rinnan looks over at Otoo. Graye advances on Bungle and spins his duro axe in a wicked, blurred curve of steel. You say, "Let's get it over with." Otto [to Graye]: I respect that. Rinnan [to Otto]: give me your med kit. Rinnan lets go of the railing. Graye [to Bungle]: You are a worthy opponent. Bungle . o O ( not with the gas I'm not ) Otto [to Rinnan]: I don't have a medkit. Graye [to Bungle]: A debt of honour, if I win. Honour, if you win. Rinnan [to Otto]: fuck. then stay where you are. You begin aiming for the head. Graye staggers backwards as Bungle begins to hack away at his, blood flying as several deep gashes are opened in Graye's chest. Bungle leaps aside as Graye launches a massive, two-handed, sideways swing with his axe, nearly catching his in the neck but not quite. Graye gasps in pain as Bungle cruelly knees him in the gut, kicks his doubled-over form to the ground, and brings his heavy axe into massive, overhand swing that gores a horrendous rent in Graye's head. Bungle leaps aside as Graye launches a massive two-handed, sideways swing with his axe, nearly catching his in the neck but not quite. Graye narrowly avoids decapitation as Bungle's double bladed battle axe swings high. Graye is holding a duro axe ready for action. He staggers from many gapping wounds. Bungle is holding a double bladed battle axe ready for action. He is barely conscious, mangled and bloody. Otto depresses a button on his radio and whispers something softly. Graye backs off and turns back to you, saying "All doors must open, eventually." You stop aiming at Graye's head. Rinnan winces, nervously rubbing her arm. Graye leaps aside as Bungle launches a massive, two-handed, sideways swing with his axe, nearly catching his in the neck but not quite. Graye steps forward, grunts and swings his axe in a wide, sideways sweep, ripping apart Bungle's entire neck, and sending his head flying a good ten yards. Graye watches as it hits the ground, bounces, and rolls to a stop. GAME OVER *** Disconnected ***
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You feel something, vaguely, in the mists of your semiconsciousness. A feeling
of motion.
Clone Vat (Parallel Resurrection Clone Vault)
Respiration hoses and slimy umbilicals cling to your face and body, pulsing
with each heartbeat and breath. You float in some sort of pink, translucent
fluid, and bright light filters through the liquid womb from somewhere above.
The only exit from the vat is out.
You feel something, vaguely, in the mists of your semiconsciousness. A feeling
of motion.
[-] Good evening, Bungle.
[-] You have 2 new mail messages.
[-] Your complant's ID number is publicly readable.
[-] There are new BBS posts in Meta, Chat, Sex, and News.
[-] Main folder.
[-] From: Parallel Resurrection Clone Vault To: Bungle
[-] Sent on: Thu Aug 17 21:40:10 2000 EDT
[-] Subj: Clone from Thu Aug 17 0:51am 2030 activated.
[-] ------------------------
[-] Due to the unfortunate expiration of your previous body, we
[-] have activated your most recent clone, which was last
[-] updated at the above time, in accordance to our contract.
[-] We value your business, and your continued patronization.
[-] Best of luck to you.
[-]
[-] OOC: Remember, everything that happened from that point in
[-] time on did not happen to this clone. You do not remember
[-] any events from that point on, so obviously who killed you
[-] and your actions leading up to that are a mystery. Role
[-] play as such.
[-] ------------------------
[-] Mail | <E>rase, <S>ave, <A>gain, <F>orward, <B>ack, <X>it
[-] Menu | <W>rite-user, send<M>ail
[-] Main folder.
[-] Message erased.
[-] From: Cyan To: Bungle
[-] Sent on: Thu Aug 17 21:43:02 2000 EDT
[-] Subj: Fragged
[-] ------------------------
[-] Ya got smeared by some guy named Graye.
[-] ------------------------
[-] Mail | <E>rase, <S>ave, <A>gain, <F>orward, <B>ack, <X>it
[-] Menu | <W>rite-user, send<M>ail
Bungle . o O ( graye?? It's happening NOW )
Parallel Resurrection Clone Vault
You see a PR client lockers here.
You can go west (w).
One of the chrome tubes slides open, revealing you.
You haven't rented a locker!
The chrome faces of each locker are lined with armored rivets. Each bin carries
an embedded LED display that flickers as your hand passes near the palmlock. A
scrolling marquee on the wall above reads: "PR clients may claim recovered
gear in their locker. Simply open your locker and take gear. Locker will reset
automatically."
A chipped voice whispers, "Greetings. Please lie down to initiate clone
scanning for 8500 credits. Upon death, our operatives will recover as much of
your gear as possible and leave it in a client locker for you."
A synthetic voice whispers, "Bungle, do you wish to continue your cloning
arrangements here with us at Parallel Resurrection Clone Vault?"
[Enter `yes' or `no']
You get out your credstick.
A robotic arm swings up from the table and pricks your shoulder with a needle,
drawing a drop of blood.
A long thin stick of silicon and fiberplastic.
The credstick currently holds 871 credits. It is registered to the Bancorp
Financial Services.
The robotic arm swivels, accelerates towards you alarmingly, and punches a
micro-implant into the base of your neck.
The voice says soothingly, "This PR implant will alert us that you require
service upon death. We will attempt to recover your gear, which can then be
claimed by your clone in its assigned locker."
A synthetic voice whispers, "$7000 has been deducted from your account to cover
your cloning fees. Have a joyous day."
Swirls of condensing nitrogen follow your footsteps on the way out.
Parallel Resurrection
You can go east (e), west (w, out), and up (u).
(Fast forward to the Checkpoint)
Access Tunnel Checkpoint (in New Carthage) You see a NCSP Checkpoint West, a NCSP monitor, a GT-101A autoweapon tripod, a GT-101D autoweapon tripod, a GT-101B autoweapon tripod, a GT-101C autoweapon tripod, and a corpse of Seth here. Kotus NCSP451 is guarding the armored access gate that leads east. You can go east (e) and west (w). Kotus NCSP451 says, "Authentication required 0010100101010 Citizen Bungle, please show pass to me for authentication." The male corpse looks fairly fresh and probably died within the last few hours. The victim's skin is highly irritated and looks almost as if burned by acid. Closer examination show an purplish tint all over the body. There don't seem to be any external injuries on the corpse. Kotus steps aside and beeps solicitously as you walk through the checkpoint. Corpside Access Tunnel (in New Carthage) You see a NCSP Checkpoint East here. You can go east (e) and west (w). Corner of High and Blumenkraft (in New Carthage) You can cross the intersection north and east, the street heads away south, and a concrete wall runs past to the west. Warning signs and klaxons surround the access tunnel entrance to the west. NCSP Officer 85 is patrolling the area. NCSP Officer 85 nods to you. You venture down the street. Blumenkraft Way (in New Carthage) An intersection lies north, the street runs south, and you can cross east. The imposing facade of the Kurita-Hillman building lies west. To the north, you see someone standing. To the south, you see someone standing. Some vehicles are on the street to the south. You head south along the street. Blumenkraft Way (in New Carthage) The street runs north and south and you can cross east. A dark alleyway lies west, hidden between two gleaming spires. A supercharged Ford Mustang rests awaiting a challenge. The five-star rims gleaming almost like peering eyes from the darkness. A CMAe Viggen AV-41 has landed here, its tilt-jets are slewed in ground position. A large heavily armoured NCSP Armoured Personel Carrier is parked here, its armoured bulk occupying a large portion of the curb. You are done walking. Seth locks the doors to NCSP Armoured Personel Carrier from inside. From inside NCSP Armoured Personel Carrier, you hear the muffled voice of Seth saying, "Hey-o!" You walk into the alley. dark alleyway Penumbra (AV Pilot) and Shinjuhina are here. Gabe (PR) is standing here slightly bowlegged with a smile on his face. Otto |PR| is here, his hands placed casually into the pockets of his overcoat. You can go east (e). Shinjuhina hefts a Mortius combat surgery kit and turns it on. Motors whine as its hypodermic needles extrude from the morphine module. Shinjuhina presses her Mortius combat surgery kit against Otto's blood-caked skin. The Mortius combat surgery kit's dermal stapler fires with a zipping sound and Otto bites down to stifle a scream of pain. Penumbra [to Shinjuhina]: Your patient. Penumbra covers the area. Otto begins to shudder and laugh, "I did it... I did it..." [-] *Seth* [English]: Did you happen to see my things on what [-] appears to be my poor attempt to join you? You open the door, and step through warily. Lift Area (A) You can go ladder (ld) and small door (dr, sd). You end up on the top of a small staircase, in a very large area. You are done walking. [-] *Otto* [English]: Look out man... I got *wince* I got [-] Graye...
(yah team)
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