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>Being close to the flooded district the area is alittle run down and no one is really around, only a few people here and there traversing the streets
Post number #343419, ID: 390e24
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>John stands at one of the corners, looking very angry. He's kitted out in full assault gear, obviously ready for a big fight.
Post number #343442, ID: c22d00
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>A black levibike with a fuchsia colored lightrail hovers onto a nearby rooftop. Its rider is a female decked out in fuchsia-colored White Knight armor, wearing a similar-colored fedora over her helmet and wielding a Blitzkrieg-issue electro-club and a Valkyrie-issue taser-shotgun. >The girl jumps from the roof and lands by John. "Well, you're better kitted out than an average civilian. I'm Fuchsia Fedora, Wardrober. May I assume this girl means something to you?"
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>there is a robotic but >then another >then another >all they do is watch
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"You can say it's personal. Very personal. Despite the circumstances, it's a pleasure to meet you." >John says, keeping a grim face, and holds a hand out.
Post number #343459, ID: 6f35e0
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> Following the John and the bike, a police SUV can be seen rolling into the scene. Officer Hazard wants apart of whatever's happening.
Post number #343464, ID: 390e24
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>>343459 >John stares at the SUV, tense, before seeing the car number. He waves to it, to get it to drive over.
Post number #343476, ID: c22d00
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>>343450 >Fuchsia shakes John's hand, and looks to the GCPD SUV. >Upon seeing Officer Hazard and the flying robots, she tenses up. "Don't like this many eyes...Not like I have anything to hide, just makes me uncomfortable."
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>>343476 >i almost instantly another robotic bug arrives specifically to watch fedora
Post number #343479, ID: 6f35e0
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> The Police vehicle approaches John and Fuchsia, parking the truck and stepping out once near. "Thought you'd be out here."
Post number #343481, ID: 02109b
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>If one were to look well, up, they would find a hooded figure with a mask staring down at them, rather conspiciouslly, honestly.
Post number #343482, ID: 390e24
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>>343447>>343476 >John flips them all off, as soon as he stops shaking Fedora's hand. "Fuck him."
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>>343482 >a single drone flies in >it sprays john with liquid ass spray and flies away
Post number #343484, ID: 390e24
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>>343479 >John keeps one finger to the cameras, as he waves to Felix. "Where else would you expect me?"
Post number #343485, ID: 390e24
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>>343483 >John casually puts a mask on, as he gets sprayed, and keeps flipping the cameras off. You can hear his muffled voice. "Of course it's a petty attempt, who else."
>>343481 "OI! You here to help or be a creep?" >He shouts in a muffled voice.
Post number #343486, ID: 6f35e0
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>>343484 "Honestly, I can't tell anymore. Never could, actually." > He turns to Fuchsia. "I'm not exactly acquainted with you yet.."
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>>343485 >The figure laughs aloud "OHOHOHOH! YOU'VE FINALLY NOTICED ME, I SEE!" >they throw off their cloak and jump down, a rather busty purple haired girl lands rather roughly on the ground, with a military vest filled with grenades "BEHOLD IT IS I THE BOOBY BOMBER!... though i'm still working on the booby bombs, so i guess i'm just "Bomber"
Post number #343488, ID: 6f35e0
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> Felix turns his head before fedora could answer, already in question. "Eh.. W-What? A terrorist?"
Post number #343493, ID: 02109b
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"Nah, ex-military, just a free lancer now though, you folks on a rescue mission right?" >She sticks out a hand to Felix
Post number #343497, ID: 390e24
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>>343487 "Crazy demo gal, check." >John points to the Booby bomber "Moral Compass, check." >John points to Fedora "Cop Buddy, check." >John points to Felix. "Are we missing anyone?"
Post number #343499, ID: 8bb367
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>>343485 >one of the bugs just shrugs >>343497 >another drone flies in with a tablet of sorts. >it looks to be linked to the bugs >it waits for someone to take it off its "hands"
Post number #343502, ID: c22d00
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"Long as the drones don't bother with trying to stop us, and stay away, I'll be fine. The cops on the other hand..." >Fuchsia said the last part sarcastically. "Kidding." >>343486 "Actually, I think you may be. Pink gas, single building, you and your guys tried to arrest me I think. Fuchsia Fedora, of the Justice Wardrobe. I'm a vigilante, so obviously I try to keep our encounters to a minimum. Just here to rescue the girl, and stop a child trafficker."
Post number #343506, ID: 390e24
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>>343499 >John takes the tablet, and snaps it in half. "As far as I know, N3 could be targeting Wendy through Tuna. So no trusting him. Good thing Cain set up project 'lightout' a few months back." >He taps a few times on his phone, and to all drones and cameras, the whole area became lit up with Infrared lights, blocking all vision for the Droids and cameras.
Post number #343507, ID: c22d00
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>She looks up to the "Boobie Bomber." "Well, that's a unique name. I like it! Has a nice ring to it, rolls off the tongue." >She smiles. "Well, we ready?"
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>>343493 >>343502 "I uh, yeah. Nice to meet you too. You have my word I won't be arresting any vigilantes tonight." > He shakes her hand.
Post number #343509, ID: 8bb367
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>>343506 >the bugs create a mechanical laughing sound >before self destructing
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>She smiles back at FF "Nice to meet one of my biggest inspirations!" >she quickly mumbles to her self "Oh the target is a kid? Good thing i decided to travel in SFW Mode..."
Post number #343511, ID: 390e24
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>>343508>>343507 "I'm sorry I haven't introduced myself. I'm Jhensen, or John. Local asshole." >John smirks.
Post number #343512, ID: 6f35e0
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>>343511 "Gotcha. Officer Hazard. rare uncorrupt cop. I got more gear in the back I need to grab real quick, give me a second." > Hazard turns from the insane group and goes to fetch his equipment.
Post number #343517, ID: 390e24
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"Grab some tazers and beanbag shells, I want to get one in the jewels." >John smiles devilishly.
Post number #343528, ID: 6f35e0
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"Gotcha."
Post number #343530, ID: 8bb367
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(is this project 'lightout' something i actually need to keep in mind in the future?)
Post number #343535, ID: 390e24
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>>343530 (Yep. City wide infrareds. I made multiple hints at it ages ago. But it infrareds have been spread to people clothing, and to the recording blinkers in cameras, and to some general spots on streets. Very old thing I have, and have made numerous chances for people to take it down.)
Post number #343537, ID: 8bb367
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>>343535 (well....there goes like...half of the ideas i came up with for args...)
Post number #343549, ID: 390e24
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"Well the problem is that I need someone good with tech. CN's busy, and I don't know any other geekboy, so are any of you good with tech?" >He sighs.
Post number #343550, ID: 13f18e
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>A black cat comes up the group. It seems oddly familar. It stands there and stares at everyone expectantly
Post number #343551, ID: 390e24
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>John looks at the cat, crouching down to scritch it's ears.
Post number #343553, ID: 13f18e
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>>343551 >The cat allows the scratches then scampers off a fair distence before turning around and looking at you
Post number #343554, ID: 390e24
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>>343553 "Uh, guys? Howw about we follow this cat... because it might be Tuna's, from our hunting trip..." >John looks perplexed.
Post number #343559, ID: 6f35e0
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"Whatever floats your boat." > Hazard returns. instead of the proper uniform, he has a vest over detectives uniform on, and with the shotgun and .44 magnum, looks like a proper sheriff. >>343554
Post number #343568, ID: d44d10
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>several of what look to be flying disks can be spotted in the sky >the follow the group >everyone might feel a chill in their spine
Post number #343569, ID: 390e24
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>>343559 "Damn, you look like you're ready for the wild west, Felix." >John admires the .44, but begins to trail the catt.
Post number #343570, ID: 02109b
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"A Kitty? Hm, if only i specialized in catnip bombs..." >BB mumbles, nodding along "Well, what are you waiting for?"
Post number #343571, ID: 13f18e
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>The cat leads them down the street and into an alley way, making sure they did not fall behind the whole way
Post number #343572, ID: 6f35e0
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>>343569 " Yeah.. Let's get going." > Felix takes reign, leading after the cat to see where it takes them.
Post number #343573, ID: 6f35e0
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>>343572 (retcon that shit) >>343571 > Hazard follows John, looking around his surroundings.
Post number #343576, ID: c22d00
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"You know the girl, you'd know her cat. Let's go." >Fuchsia glances at everybody in the group, unholstering her taser-shotgun and charging her electro-club in her hand.
Post number #343636, ID: bca676
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(Because another Revert happened, TLDR of what happened. A ringing sound went off in the Alleyway, the group went to go investigate, with BB personally going and finding a damaged dumpster with some bloodstains and a plastic bag from which BB reached into. FF Warned against answering the phone, for it may be a bomb) (Not sure where to go from now but uh
"Oh you're right! >She stares at the ringing bag "but we can't just, like, let them tone out... can we?
Post number #343647, ID: eca9b0
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(Aaaagghh I just posted a response too >3< let me repost) >The phone is an older model but not too old. A monotone voice of a little girl greets you "Where have you been? I have been trying to get ahold of you. I know you insist on wondering by yourself but its not safe with them actively seeking us. I told you to at least contact me every two days"
Post number #343656, ID: 00cc16
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>>343647 (Guess I'll reposty my posty) >John comes in closer to hear who is on the other side of the phone. "Wendy?"
Post number #343669, ID: 13f18e
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"Yes. John is that you? Where is Lily?"
Post number #343679, ID: 00cc16
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"We just found her phone. It's not looking good, Wendy, we found blood next to a messenger bag."
Post number #343703, ID: 13f18e
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"We don't have much time. That sounds like Tuna's bag. They must have took her... Hopefully They haven't gotten too far or else we will never find her. Listen I bugged her just on case this happened. I am going to turn it on now. You'll only have 24 hours before it stops giving a signal. Anyone have something I can send the trackong information to?"
Post number #343704, ID: 00cc16
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>John looks at the rest of the group... He dosen't own a phone... "Uhh... anyone?"
Post number #343708, ID: 13f18e
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Post number #343760, ID: c22d00
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"I've got a deck in my suit. I'll be able to track it and upload it right to my hud." >Fuchsia Fedora types on a datapad on her right vambrace, and a Datajack rigged up to a mobile phone emerges from her arm. "Ready?"
Post number #343763, ID: 00cc16
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"Go for it." >John let's Fuchsia take the lead.
Post number #343781, ID: 13f18e
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"Okay I will send it to you now. Good luck. Hopefully it is not too late"
Post number #343809, ID: 13f18e
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>The signal looks like its comeing from an abandoned building deep within the flooded district
Post number #343863, ID: 00cc16
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"Alright people, lets get a move on." >John says, as he checks his weapons, heading in the direction that Fuchsia's datapad showed.
Post number #343870, ID: eca9b0
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(You guys taking Tuna's bag?)
Post number #343873, ID: bca676
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>>343870 (Yeah sure, why not, let's just say BB is holding on to it, since she grabbed itin the first place)
Post number #343880, ID: eca9b0
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>As you approch the building it seems rather normal for an abandon building and very quiet...
Post number #343884, ID: 00cc16
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"What was in the bag, Booby?" >John stands at the foot of the building, checking his equipment obsessively.
Post number #343891, ID: eca9b0
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>Noteworthy items in the bag are: some kind of modified game system, three knives, a travel photo album, a thieves kit of sorts and a journal
Post number #343904, ID: bca676
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>BB Lists the items to john, eyeing the diary curiously "...Wanna peak?"
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>>343904 "Yeah, sure, and pass the knifes too." >He holds out his hand.
Post number #343911, ID: bca676
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>She opens the journal an reads it
Post number #343915, ID: eca9b0
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>Not one knife is the same. One is a rather large hunting knife, another is you run of the mill kitchen knife, another is a custom made switch blade.
Post number #343923, ID: eca9b0
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>You open the Journal to a random page >"I wonder what I am even doing anymore... Neon barely comes home and Eia has no time for me... I feel like a burden just sitting around here but they haven't assigned me to any missions.... I been trying to find jobs to do just to fill the day... I been rather picky as I don't wanna run into too many of my old acquaintances. Wendy has been pushing me to take Peter's place but I just can bring myself to take up her selfless mission.(continued)
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>"I wanna stay here with Neon. They are my family now. I want to be here for them even though they have no time for me... I just wish they would at least let me help out! I feel like a cooped up child! I mean can't I help alittle... I know I can't do much to help him but I must be able to do some small task..."
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>>343915 >John grabs the all the blades, weighing them separately.
Post number #343941, ID: bca676
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>To note, BB was reading outloud, for no particular reason "Huh, sounds like this Tuna has some baggage.... Eh, we can do that later
Post number #343942, ID: 00cc16
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"Yeah... Do you mind passing that journal?"
Post number #343943, ID: bca676
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"Yeah sure," >she flicks at at john "WE should probably rescue this chick first, though.
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>>343943 >John pockets it, and clicks the safety off his 417. "Get ready to breach, quietly."
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"...Quiet isn't exactly my thing, you know" >still she pulls out a grenade and clutches it tightly
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>>343948 "At least make it a flashbang..." >John stacks up on the side of the entrance.
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>Transmission from Arable : "Hey! What did I miss? Oh and I'll be helping with area scans and maybe some fire support if you need any.
-Arable
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>>343952 "Okay fine..." >She pulls out one, and answers the transmission "Nothing much, we got 24 hours to rescue the damsel before she goes dark forever, also we took her diary, could you secure the perimeter?"
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(this is now being continued in the discord https://discord.gg/3bG3dF)
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| >Being close to the flooded district the area is alittle run down and no one is really around, only a few people here and there traversing the streets