Post number #344117, ID: 5b934b
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lying inside neon one of many safehouses rests, hidden in plain sight >the interior is...calming to say the least,the silent whir of the machinery and idle chatter of passerby >the sobering, dry atmosphere of the building is...rather homey in a way >off in the corner somewhere is an axe and a terminal
Post number #344119, ID: 8f0c99
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>A knock is heard on the door "It's Okabe, open up"
Post number #344121, ID: 5b934b
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>the door slides open
Post number #344126, ID: 8f0c99
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>A tall man of obvious japanese heritage comes into the room, his long hair tied behind his neck, wearing a shirt and some slacks. >He looks in the middle of his twenties, but his eyes seem much older than that. He has a short stubble. >He wears some kind of gauntlet, complete with a Nixie tube display, along with several bandages "Well, isnt that convenient"
Post number #344127, ID: 681e1c
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"indeed it is." >before you stands a man about 17-2X years old >the only thing note worth about his appearance is a white zipper hoodie with dark blue outline and a pair of glasses that look oddly perfect on him
Post number #344130, ID: 70146b
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Low and behold the friends from inside his minds eye things a little bit different
Post number #344131, ID: 8f0c99
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"So you're the man himself hmm?" >Okabe slowly looks up and down at the man "You look oddly normal" >He states
Post number #344137, ID: 70146b
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As normal as he gets. I guess you have some answers. I no longer have questions though.
Post number #344139, ID: 8f0c99
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"Depends on what the hell you want to know" >Okabe says with a frown "Also, I have some questions, mostly what the hell you've been doing with that NE person"
Post number #344155, ID: 396faf
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>>344151 (ok?) >>344139 "i 'released him from an anchor' Or something"
Post number #344158, ID: 8f0c99
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(I'm confused, if you're new, read the guide on how to start)
Post number #344159, ID: 8f0c99
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>>344155 "So that really was it huh, you do know you just crossed a dangerous line don't you?" >Okabe says, deadpan
Post number #344160, ID: 70146b
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Cool where is that
Post number #344163, ID: 8f0c99
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>>344160 (The front page of the board, in green)
Post number #344164, ID: 396faf
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>>344159 "no actually. What did i do?"
Post number #344165, ID: 70146b
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Thanks so much...
Post number #344167, ID: 8f0c99
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>>344164 "You opened up some REALITAS bullshit, and it kinda overwrote some of this [World's] Programming" >His voice sounded dubbed over for a moment... "So now things are starting to escape from the Thalamus, I trust you've been there before right?"
Post number #344173, ID: 396faf
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>>344167 "only hell" >he says while sipping some tea
Post number #345166, ID: d47f58
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(it just occurred to me that by killing N3 i mess around the situation a bit.
Do you mind to Just keep going? i have a write around set up)
Post number #345202, ID: 30e4ed
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>A sudden knock on the door interrupts whatever dialogue the men inside have had; outside stands a tiny girl with long ginger hair, in a black futuristic suit with green neon outlines, wearing a visor of unknown origin and purpose.
Post number #345205, ID: 645ce9
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>>345202 >there is no answer
>MEANWHILE INSIDE "the hell? Someones at the door. Friend of yours okabe?
What kinda nut job finds a creepy ass building with who knows what And.fucking.knocks!
Who!??!"
Post number #345212, ID: 30e4ed
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"NaVi." >A short reply follows, with the voice expressing little to no emotions. The girl, however, doesn't knock on the door anymore. "You either will open the door voluntarily - or i will blast it the hell out of my way. You have thirty seconds to consider your choices."
Post number #345215, ID: a49521
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>>345212 >still no response
Post number #345221, ID: 30e4ed
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"The answer is wrong." >You can hear a specific sound on the other side - apparently, the girl's very confident about herself, and indeed going to blast the door with a directed explosion of C4. "Should've opened the door for me instead..." >She exhales. A series of quiet claps can now be heard as the door falls off the loops with a metal skirring. Smoke and dust fiils the entrance hallway, hindering the visibility. A silhouette walks in.
Post number #345222, ID: a49521
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>>345221 >you walk into an empty building >the only thing there is dust and a few scurrying drones
>yet for okabe its the safehouse >there be trickery afoot
Post number #345225, ID: 30e4ed
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"Hontouni... omoshiroi." >NaVi chuckles. The prey have escaped, using the small time window that was given to them by her kindness. Well, she's not going to make such a mistake ever again. Placing a few hidden cameras and explosive traps in the building, she now leaves the place.
Post number #345238, ID: a49521
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>>345225 >he looks away from a pristine door and back to okabe "right sorry never mind they left.
Anyway to answer your question, ive been to hell."
Post number #345253, ID: a84bd0
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>Left. How naive this is do think NaVi will give up so easy on tracking down her prey. The girl instead convinced them she's gone, and took an adjacent position observe the surronding oddities - in case they are still around and will try to slip through. Right now, she crawled on the roof of the building, deciding to take another approach for her target.
Post number #345259, ID: a49521
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>>345253 (you do realize this is for something else entirely right?
The kill him thing is on a different thread)
Post number #345260, ID: a49521
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>>345253 (you do realize this is for something else entirely right?
The kill him thing is on a different thread)
Post number #345264, ID: b6a1cb
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( Oh well. I just decided to play a bit of surprise factor... anyway. Since i took NaVi out... mind if i participate in your 'something else'?
Post number #345270, ID: 100849
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>>345264 (asks pharra)
Post number #346274, ID: cc64b0
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(I'm not parra ahah!) "Well, doesnt look to me like a friend of mine, and trust me I have a good memory" >Okabe laughs and scratches his cheek
Post number #346489, ID: 8092ed
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>>346274 (oops sorry.) "whell then where was our little conversation at?"
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| lying inside neon one of many safehouses rests, hidden in plain sight
>the interior is...calming to say the least,the silent whir of the machinery and idle chatter of passerby
>the sobering, dry atmosphere of the building is...rather homey in a way
>off in the corner somewhere is an axe and a terminal