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posted May 14, 2010 01:03 PM |
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"Kevin?" Xion asked.
"Yes mr. Xion, and I got the information you requested right here in the suitcase." The short man said and lifted his suitcase and waved it right under Xion's nose "I did not have time to find out more about sidewinger other than his real name and address, but on inferno I got every little bit, all from his name, birthday address down to the name of his great grandpa on his father's side! Beat that!" Kevin beat his own chest and grinned like he had just won the olympics.
"Good, good. Now here is one billion dollars for your hassel." Xion said and handed Kevin his suitcase "...And a list over people I need you to look into." Xion added as Kevin handed Xion the suitcase with the information.
"Always a pleasure doing businiess with you Mr. Xion." The man nodded before running off towards his own car.
"Allright." Xion turned to Carrie "Let's get out of here, I am a bit paranoid and don't feel it safe to stay here while we discuss this information. Let's go town a few quartals, I got a appartment there with a car we can use to drive around to avoid spys."
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bixie
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my common sense is tingling!
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posted May 14, 2010 03:40 PM |
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"Impressive indeed," Palmer said. Rex was certainly a very skilled engineer, and the idea of robots under the command of...well, the two of them at the moment was intriguing. Invisible robots, however, where just as interesting.
"My, My, Rex, you do put alot of work into it. If only there was... something else..."
Palmer saw rex look at him, an almost exasperated, as in 'We have Freckin' robot soldiers to take over the city, what more could there possibly be?!', expression on his face.
"Oh, it's just a little project the government have me play a bitpart in. You might have heard something about it. Huge mech thing, able to pretty-much descimate a city. Does "The Spinnaker" ring any bells?"
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DagothGares
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No gods or kings
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posted May 14, 2010 04:13 PM |
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As the suit case was passed, carrie briefly considered crushing Kevin's windpipe and slashing of Xion's arm and running away with the suit case, but then again, this whole plan would backfire, if xion had regenerative powers and had taken preemptive measures. Besides, Xion seemed to be a useful ally. Maybe he'd even be capable of giving her some good weapons.
After Xion got the case handed to him and was told of its content, Carrie had to fight her desire to kill this man even harder. She told herself it would pay off and that she needed allies. Xion then turned to her and proposed to discuss this somewhere else, because he was afraid of spies.
WHY?
Who would spy on them at this very moment?
No one, that's who!
She slammed her katana in the wall he was close against.
"I say we discuss this now and be done with it. I'm sure you and I are very busy people and have matters to attend elsewhere." she said with a tone that suggested that if she didn't get that case now, she would eat his innards.
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posted May 14, 2010 04:18 PM |
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Xion raised an amused eyebrown as the katana got slammed into the wall infront of him. Then came Carrie's exclaims.
"Allright, allright." Xion said, attempting to hold back a laugh "I am sorry but I didn't know that this was so important to you, so just relax and open your present." Smiling and happy, Xion handed Carrie the suitcase.
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DagothGares
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No gods or kings
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posted May 14, 2010 04:28 PM |
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She cautiously opened the brief case, distrusting the way he gave it to her. She had also reinforced her forcefield, but it proved unnecessary. The suit case proved to be harmless, except for the files in it, but those only harmed someone else in the long run. "I am satisfied." she said, not knowing what else to say.
"Is there anything else you'd like to discuss, now, or shall we each mind our own business?"
She was much calmer now that she had the information she needed.
She pulled the katana bak out again and put it away.
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posted May 14, 2010 04:36 PM |
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"Well," Xion said as he came a bit close to see what was in the suitcase "Now that we know where he lives, I do have a plan for how you...or me, all after what we would prefer, can get close enough to inferno without him figuring out it is either one of us." Xion took out his mini-computer and started reprogramming the nanobots to alter his own looks. When he was done, Xion had his skin turned darker, his hair was light blue and his eyes had turned blood red. His face was also now so scared that one would avoid looking at him.
"This is only an example to show you just how much I could alter our out apperances by the use of nanobots, what do you think?" Xion says as he started programming it to return him to normal.
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Elvin's Darkside
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posted May 14, 2010 05:02 PM |
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Sunday morning was a nice one indeed. Light mist has befallen on the dockside. Vlad decided to test out his new weapons. He packed one of each, along with several empty paint cans as targets. He drove out of town, to an old abandoned farmstead.
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"Ashan to the Trashcan", "I got PTSD from H7. " - LizardWarrior
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War-overlord
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Presidente of Isla del Tropico
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posted May 14, 2010 06:09 PM |
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Rex was rather surprised by Palmer's initial hesitation, but when he expressed the idea of using mechs, Rex could not help but laugh out loud." Hahahaha, but my dear friend," Rex said in a smarmy voice, " I told you, this is the standard model. This is but the tip of the iceberg." Rex grabbed six other rolls of paper and unrolled them one by one. "An Artillery support droid, for some more heavy duty stuff. Heavy Infantry Droid For the extreme Heavy duties. A light Walker for direct troop support. Tank Walker for the traditional Tank warfare. And of course Mobile artillery. Those last two would be piloted by the second type of droid." Rex have unrolled these sketches, and now he produced an actuall blueprint" And the Coup-de-grace, my own little pet vehicle, The Gryphon." Rex indicated towards where a part of the vehicle already stood assembled. "I've actually started work on that, but I'm keeping this one to myself. However this 'Spinnaker', you say, that doesn't ring a bell. However with such an arsenall at our command, that has to be quite some vehicle to threaten us. Now you said you've studied Human Biology. How well versed are you in surgery?"
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What if Elvin was female?
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posted May 14, 2010 06:31 PM |
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"What any other rich lady does. Gather more riches, collect beautiful and expensive objects, ruin men and, of course, look absolutely dashing in expensive dresses.", she asnwers the man's question. She heads to the the obstacle course.
"I only train enough to keep myself fit. Two-and-a-half hours of training a day leaves a lot of room for other hobbies.", she jumps up to the first vertical bar and flings herself over the next horizontal bar. She spins around in the air and grabs the next one backwards. She spins on it once and flings herself to the next one landing on it at her feet.
"I have to admit I have a bad habit of oversleeping at times. It does limit the time I can spare to my hobbies. This course here is mostly aimed at keeping myself capable of all the feats necessary in my hobbies. Collecting expensive items can be quite interesting at times. One needs to be resourceful to succeed.", she drops down on the bar and spins on it once before somersaulting through the air. She lands graciously.
"I believe that even Zero doesn't have limitless resources. Even if he would be able to anticipate everything we do he wont be able to stop everything. But that doesn't matter yet. We can't strike at his plans unless we know what they are. For now his goals are the same as ours. We simply can't let the heroes surpass us in power. It would surely lead to our demise.", she runs to and up a wall and when she can't get higher by running she jumps to a wall opposite it. Jumping from wall to wall she steadily climbs higher until she reaches the chainlink ceiling. She grabs it and while hanging from it ponders for a moment. Then she asks.
"Would you be able to beat sidewinder? You two are rather even are you not?"
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bixie
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posted May 14, 2010 07:26 PM |
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"Just missing a bunch of flying monkeys, eh?" Palmer said. "yes, the spinnacker was a big project, as big as a fair sized shoping mall and with enough pyrotechnics to cook about 99% of New Constaninople, the other bit it would be stepping on. but most of it fell through due to lack of government funding. I know, stupid isn't it? with a weapon like that, who needs the armed forces? rested assured, the project is only a threat if either you or Zero decide to ressurrect it."
"as for surgery, enough to get by. I've been in several fights and have gotten pretty messed up in the passed. enough to, say, remove bullets, fix broken bones, sew up gashes, All on myself, without using anasthetic. It was... an rather enjoyable experience. my skills of human biology apply to surgery, nothing more, and to be honest, I only went to that course in order to hack bodies up and call it study."
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War-overlord
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posted May 14, 2010 09:02 PM |
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"This would be beyond your skill then?" Rex asked while holding his robotic hand in the air. Then the MSBM indicated it was done with it's job. Rex walked over there and looked over the results. "That's what I was afraid of, there's a morpher on the stick." Rex rattles several commands over the keyboard and the machine started to humm.
Rex walked back to the drawingboard and ran over the blueprint of the Gryphon and muttered unintelligably to himself.
Rex thumbed to his living-area, "You can make yourself comfortable over there. The fridge, couch and bed aren't boobytrapped. Unless you know how to drive a truck."
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bixie
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posted May 14, 2010 09:34 PM |
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"I am afraid so," Palmer said, partily dishonestly. that hand was both a strength and a weakness for rex, and it was not to be taken out of play just yet. Besides, first aid and self surgery were one thing, what he was asking for was beyond his still.
"you will excuse me if I don't eat anything, Rex, but consider it a sign of trust. I have... somewhat of a code, that I don't eat from a house whose occupants I don't intend to kill." with that he took a glass and poured himself some whater. Rex gave him a worried look, to which Palmer could only chuckle. "Oh, drinkings not against my code, Rex, So, what do you think of the stuff I found you? some interesting pieces of Kit, eh?"
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posted May 14, 2010 09:55 PM |
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"It's not your drinking I'm worried about, but that's not water. Well not water that's fit for drinking anyway. That's premixed with soap, so I would not drink that if I were you." Rex indicated the fridge, "Take some bottled water instead, that's safe." Rex looked at his MSBM again and sighed. "I've not looked at your USB-dingus yet. There's a virus on it and I'm breaking it as we speak."
Rex considered Palmer's reply. If he was not able to preform such surgeries like the replacing of his hand, Rex needed to let Dr. Violet live just yet. However, she knew a few things about Rex that could be compromise some things and that was a risk. However would he threaten her again, that might push her the wrong way. This was something to plan meticulously. The strength of his new hand was something Rex liked more of.
"How well do you know the goings on in the current underworld?" Rex asked Palmer.
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bixie
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posted May 14, 2010 10:09 PM |
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Palmer threw the water away and walked over to the fridge.
"Rex, you are asking a psychopath who goes around murdering people willy-nilly in order to get off on my strange desire to leave gruesome hand-themed murders around the city. All I know is that there is a being called Zero running the show and doing a pretty poor job of it. My underworld connections last as long as I haven't found an interesting and disturbing way of executing them. You present a bit of a problem, as there are so many way's to dispatch you, I can't think of one which is most appropriate. but, for the sake of our partnership, I will suspend such hedonistic policies in favour of... grander schemes. To be brutally honest with you. I believe honesty is a fundemental foundation of a partnership, don't you?"
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posted May 14, 2010 10:35 PM |
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Rex chuckled, "Honesty, yes, and a healthy amount of distrust in your partner." Rex took a notebook and a pencil and started jotting down notes. He was looking over his design for the Gryphon, but he was keeping an eye on Palmer nonetheless. "But if you do kill me, don't do it here. As soon as my systems stop recieving my biosignal, they go on high allert and then they will shoot everything. Or blow up, depends on what you're doing. And it reacts to air-displacement, IR signals, UV signal, movement and a few things I can't recall just now. Oh and don't try to use any of my own things either, nearly all rely on my biosignal to work. And those that don't I've taken measures against."
Rex put the notebook down and walked over to his mainframe and pulled up a window with lines of data. Looking over it he continued to talk: "I'm asking because I've killed a high ranking mobster yesterday, was hoping to get some insights on the effects it might have. I don't know which gangs are gunning for eachother, if they start killing themselves, it makes less work for us."
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bixie
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posted May 15, 2010 10:25 AM |
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"and the less you want to rely on informants, the better," Palmer said.
"I can relate to that. I would Think it would be easier to simply study them using camera-bots or whatever you call them... invisible naturally. consider it a test run on our combined skills?"
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posted May 15, 2010 11:35 AM |
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"Sounds like a plan, but we would have to develop some of them first. I don't have such things lying around." Rex closed the window on his computer again. According to what he calculated, he needed one more thing to complete his Gryphon, apart from quite a bit of assembling work. A set of three ducted fans, powerfull enought to make his creation fly. The question now was if he had to make them himself, or if he could steal some. "Don't suppose you have any lying around either. With not having a permanent place to stay and all that." Rex started to go to his drawing table again, but the MSBM indicated that it finished breaking the virus on the USB-stick. Rex made his way over and studied the results that were displayed on the screen. "However we're not even sure there is something to observe. However if we incite some violence by random attacks, there's bound to be somthing to observe." Rex picked up one of his Holo-drives and saved the contents of the USB-stick on it. The then unplugged both from the MSBM. Rex plugged the Holo-drive into his mainframe and crushed the stick in his robotic hand. Rex browsed through the files he had copied. "Palmer, is this a joke to you? Third quarter analysis, HR-spreadsheet, database instruction, promotion presentation!.... Oh wait never mind, found the designs." Rex opened a random selection of them. "Net-launcher, yawn. Next. Assault Carbine, I've made some myself, and these are pretty wastefull. Obliterator...hmm. Looks a bit frivolous with the ninja stars, nerdy as wel. Though it might be usefull for security measures. Oh and if I strip it from it's launcherinstalation, which is ridiculously inefficient by the way, we could fit other things on the drone body. Like those cameras you talked about, or simple oldfashioned guns. Ah, here is a droid schematic I was looking for. Hmmm....yes. Servo-pistons, these joints are pretty ingenious I must admit, sensor array could do with some upgrades though. Usefull nonetheless." Rex closed the files and walked over to one of the many racks of shelves in his workshop, pulled a box out and walked over to where Palmer was sitting. He dropped the box next to him and opened it. It was full of metal spheres with an inactive red lights. "Now if you would be so kind as to go out into gang controlled area and cause some ruckus these." Rex had other things he wanted to work on, things he did not want Palmer to observe. Or not yet at least. Strangly Rex was starting to like the psychopath, even thought he distrusted him.
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"Grenades?" Palmer said distastefully. Explosions took all the fun out of doing stuff yourself, killed too many people too quickly, not style or elegance to it.
"Just give me a knife, I'll be able to create more chaos with it."
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posted May 15, 2010 12:37 PM |
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"Yes grenades, this isn't about having fun." Rex replied surly. He already expected his new ally to be childish about this. "Nobody will believe it was gang-on-gang violence if you go around stabbing and signing people. You can have you're fun once you've emptied the box. There's 12 in there and I want to hear about 12 gang-dens being hit in the news tonight." Rex put the box in his hands, grabbed Palmer by his neck and lifted him out of his couch. "To operate them, push the red light and throw them, there's a 3 second timer on them. And remember to cover you're eyes as they give a big flash as well. And don't stand to close either, these are more powerfull than a small mortar shell." Rex escorted Palmer off of his premesis. Even thought Rex could not see his expression, he was sure Palmer was not looking very ammused. Rex did not realy care, he had expected his new ally to going to behave like a child once Rex started giving him orders. The mentally damaged had a habit of doing that and the only way to react to childish behavior is to treat the person showing it like a child.
Rex open the gates for Palmer as he walked and once he exited he knew the security device Palmer carried would deactivate. If he got to close to Rex' property now, he would be shot like any other intruder. "Once you return, ring the bell and wait for me to pick you up. If you don't you'll get shot, as I told you, you're invisibilty will not help you against my sentryguns."
With that, Rex closed the gate behind Palmer. Rex had a few other plans to pursue on the side.
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posted May 15, 2010 01:09 PM |
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Palmer, grumbling, went out into the city. Rex might be a skilled enginneer and a tactical planner, but his sense of drama was almost non existant. ditching the jacket, Palmer ran for the nearest ally. a gang was already there.
"So I get's this mofo and I w's like "yo, you can't do that to me, Baitch!"" said one member with a bandana, "Yo shoulda seen his face!"
"Chris, what the hell are you doing?" said another member with a pair of sunglasses, "you're a college undergrad, you don't need to talk like your from F**king compton."
"I's Just getting into da swing of it, man!" said Chris, "Whyda always have to do this to me, man!"
"Because, numbskull, we are living in a city full of supervillians, and invisible psychopaths running arround, and the chinese and the Ivans are moving in on the bosses turf, not to mention the old-guard italians and paddies are up in arms. just one thing needs to go wrong and it could all erupt."
Palmer smiled, these two were perfect. but the grenades were of no use in this situation, this called for more subtler tactics. placing the box in the dumpster, he grabbed a knife. He knew a little Italian... this should be interesting.
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