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wog_edn
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The Nothingness
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posted July 29, 2010 10:54 AM |
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Kane started the car and then used the GPS on his cellphone to give him the fastest route. "If we cut through this building we could be there faster." he murmured. "Alright, hang on!"
Kane raced down the road, taking a left and then exiting the ghettos. "So why do you think they framed you instead of Sidewinder?"
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Berny-Mac
Promising
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Lord Vader
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posted July 29, 2010 11:18 AM |
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"What do I look like, a psychologist? How the heck should I know?" replied Inferno belligerently.
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wog_edn
Promising
The Nothingness
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posted July 29, 2010 11:23 AM |
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Kane shrugged and made a left again. "You're both heroes, I don't see what you have that Sidewinder ain't got. Your powers have grown though. It makes it easier to find you too, you should be careful to use your powers."
Kane drove straight through a glass door into a shopping mall, managing to avoid hitting any walls as he made his way through. "Almost there." he said, and then crashed through the other entrance. Then he stopped outside another building. "Good luck. I guess you'll need it."
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Berny-Mac
Promising
Legendary Hero
Lord Vader
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posted July 29, 2010 11:26 AM |
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"Heroes..." muttered Inferno to himself. "No. Just hero. I am a boy with fire and anger. Sidewinder...Terrence...he's the only hero."
Inferno got out and looked upon Jack Redfox's house.
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wog_edn
Promising
The Nothingness
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posted July 29, 2010 11:33 AM |
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Poor kid. Kane thought to himself, as he drove off. He parked around a corned just by and changed his clothes into some new ones he had in a bag, and found forth the daggers he had gotten from Zero. He hated the fact that he used them, but they were the best he had ever held.
He might not want my help, but I'll at least get the security tape so that it never shows he was here. Maybe take down a few security guards to lower his killing ratio.Kane thought to himself, Anyone framed like this would turn against the law, it was the way people acted. It's the same way he had acted once.
Another car arrived, and a big man in a black suit handed him a large suitcase. Kane nodded in thanks, and the man left. Kane extracted the sniper rifle from the case, and checked it. Already loaded. Kane nodded, and smiled. This is what he did best, time for action.
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Kipshasz
Undefeatable Hero
Elvin's Darkside
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posted July 29, 2010 02:25 PM |
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Vlad wiped away the sauce from his beard and dialed the number that Kane gave him.
- Good day, how may I help you?- A woman answered.
- Good day. I would like to have an appointment with the doctor. Today, if possible.
- Is 16.30 allright with you?
- Yes, that'll be fine. Good day.
Vlad looked around. Not much to do around the house. With some cash in his account, he decided to visit a local used car lot.
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"Kip is the Gavin McInnes of HC" - Salamandre
"Ashan to the Trashcan", "I got PTSD from H7. " - LizardWarrior
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War-overlord
Responsible
Undefeatable Hero
Presidente of Isla del Tropico
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posted July 29, 2010 09:53 PM |
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Rex spent the afternoon tinkering away on his mask-gadget. He fitted in a rebreather/gas mask, a smell-enhancer for all the good it might do, several actuators along the jawline so he could still move without the mask hindering him, a voice-enhancer and armour-padding. Rex even made several locks that he would have surgically implanted into his face, so he could lock the mask in place.
The mask was now finished.
Alpha-type Primus ran out of several parts, so he could not finish his replication. So Rex had him calculate what there was needed to finish this replica and two more. Then he had the droid search where to fins these parts for the lowest price. The droid was now hooked up to the mainframe and was working with their combine CPU's.
Rex had fixed himself a light snack and now exited the shower. While drying himself he looked at the pinstriped suit he had layed out already. The suit had been gathering dust and Rex had not worn the thing since he left the navy. It was nearing 19:30 and Rex had little under an hour to get to the the restaurant to meet Redfox.
Putting a good helping of brillantine into his moustache and hair, Rex was standing in from of his dressing mirror when he heard his security-alarm go off.
Grumbling, Rex walked over to his mainframe to see what the threat was. Alpha-type Primus had already moved away to make room for it's master. Rex called up an immage from the camera from where the supposed threat was. The image showed an empty bit of street in from of his gate, yet still the system insisted that there was a potential threat. Rex called up the IR-immage and saw the somewhat familiar indistinct blob that he recognised as Palmer.
"Palmer is that you?" Rex called through the speaker-system.
"You must help me, I'm hurt. I..." Palmer called out in a weak voice, but Rex cut off the feed already.
"Alpha-type Primus, grab a tranquilizer gun, shoot him and go get the sod."
"Confirmed." The droid stalked off.
Rex returned to his living-area and put on the suit. Weighed his options and put an Officer in the pocket of his waist-coat. With the jacket loosly hanging over it, the large pistol was bearly noticable. Rex thought he looked rather smartly.
Alpha-type Primus stalking into the workshop again. In one hand he held the emptied tranquilizer gun, over his shoulder he carried the unseeable Palmer.
Focussing his cycloptic lense, he looked at Rex. Rex already guessed that the droid would wait for a command.
"Put him into the containment tank. Set the oxigen levels to the barest minimum and insert probe to give him liquid nutrition, again the barest minimum. Make sure the tank is secured and locked up."
The containment tank was a mansized tubular tank, large enough to fit a man, though the person would be locked like in a coffin. Rex built it in case he had to take prisoners, this would be the second time he would use it. The tank also functioned as a pressure/vacuum chamber and the oxigenlevels were adjustible.
"Confirmed." the droid replied.
Rex put on a dark grey greatcoat and walked over to the new van, which Alpha-type Primus had cleaned admirably.
"I'll be gone for a bit. In the meantime, you give Palmer the once-over to see what's wrong with him. When you're done with that, continue on your part hunt. If Palmer is to wake up, see to it that cannot break out. I highly doubt he can, but it's better to be safe."
Rex got into the van and drove off to his dinner meeting.
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Kipshasz
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Elvin's Darkside
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posted July 30, 2010 09:17 PM |
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Vlad walked around the car lot. Nothing new over the weeks. These cars however were for the regular customers. He was approached by a salesman.
- Looking for something special Vladimir?
- Yes Jim.
- I think we got just the thing for you. Follow me.
They went to the garage. Inside there were several interesing cars. An armored Nissan Navara, an amphibious APC and a old Volga , which seemed very familiar to Vlad.
- Where did you get the Volga?
- This antique was delivered to us by the russian smugglers. Said that it belonged to an army officer of some sort. I'll sell it to you for half a million.
Vlad opened the hood and looked at the engine. His suspiscions were true. That was his old car. Vlad tuned up the engine himself after reading an article on muscle cars back in his youth. It was the only 'supercharged' car in the Soviet Union. A miracle that it was in perfect condition. The mafia must have stole it from a collector.
- I have a better offer. You give me this one for free and I buy the pickup and the APC for forty grands.
- But...- Vlad aimed at the salesman's head with his pistol.
- I'm not haggling here. Agree or die. What's it gonna be?
The salesman nodded. He valued his life more than profit.
- You know where. Do not dissapoint me. PONIEL?!
Vlad took the keys of the Volga from the shaking salesman and drove off.
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"Kip is the Gavin McInnes of HC" - Salamandre
"Ashan to the Trashcan", "I got PTSD from H7. " - LizardWarrior
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wog_edn
Promising
The Nothingness
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posted July 31, 2010 05:50 PM |
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The Doctor looked at the monitors, smoking a cuban cigar. Things were going according to plan, even though Kane didn't think so. He knew Inferno would deny help, the Hero was still just a kid. With all the ignorance and confusion following. The fact that he had been played by someone else didn't help the matter, and made him even easier to predict. The Doctor had all the memories Kane had from the party they had been invited to at Zeros mansion. If Kane was intelligent, the Doctor was one of the smartest men even born. He had early on joined the World War 2, and since then he had experimented on people, trying to create the perfect soldier/slave.
"Eight, come here." he said, his voice low but firm.
A man, more than seven feet tall, stepped out of the shadows. He wore a mask, covering the larger part of his face, only revealing his eyes. The eyes were empty, gray and sad. Like a caged animal stripped of free will. The man was heavily muscled, which was even possible to see through his combat gear. Eight made a sound, which could someday have been considered a 'yes'. The man was dumb, had his tongue cut out early in the process of transforming him.
"I need you to drive me to my mansion after my meeting with Vladimir." the Doctor said. "I and after that I need you to kill Kane, he has served his purpose after tonight."
Eight nodded and stepped back in the shadows. The Doctor watched the monitor again, waiting for some kind of sign of Inferno using his powers. Such power impressed the Doctor, he was curious as to when he would be able to create it himself. I will be a God, eventually.
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Kipshasz
Undefeatable Hero
Elvin's Darkside
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posted August 01, 2010 06:52 PM |
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Vlad drove around the town. It felt really good to be behind the wheel of his old car. After so many years it was in top shape. The people of New Constantinople stopped and looked admiringly at Vlad's car. He looked at the watch. 15.36. He still had time. He picked up his hand free equipment and dialed JV's number.
- Hey man, it's me. I need some parts, same as last time. I'll drop by in the evening to pick them up. Later.
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"Kip is the Gavin McInnes of HC" - Salamandre
"Ashan to the Trashcan", "I got PTSD from H7. " - LizardWarrior
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War-overlord
Responsible
Undefeatable Hero
Presidente of Isla del Tropico
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posted August 02, 2010 05:55 PM |
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Rex had parked his van two blocks away and now stood before the entrance of Louis'. Louis' was a fancy jazzclub in the day Rex was still in the navy, nowadays it's still a jazzclub but with an equally fancy restaurant on the second floor. The owner claimed to be the grandson and namesake of the famous Louis Armstrong, which helped it's popularity a great deal.
Rex took off his fedora and walked in. Rex took off his greatcoat and handed it along with his fedora to the girl in the coatroom. A moment later the girl came back with a small ticket and handed it smilingly to Rex. People usually tipped the girl as they reclaimed their belongings and Rex would do so too, later tonight to not stand out very much. Rex also kept his mechanical hand cassualy in the pocket of his jacket.
Another member of staff aproached Rex.
"Can I help you, sir?" He asked politely.
"Yes. My name is Manfred von Drake. I have made reservations for two tonight."
The man checked the registry. "Ah, yes here it is. If you would follow me sir?" The man led Rex to a table on the second floor.
Rex had barely sat himself down when a waiter aproached the table.
"Good evening, my name is David. I will be your waiter this evening. Would you like something to drink while you wait for your guest Mr. Von Drake."
"Yes, I would like a light Merlot. Tell me, when will the band preform tonight?"
"They will start their preformance around 21:30. So they will start in an hour. Tonight's band will be the..."
"The Steinberger Seven, I know. That is the reason I booked tonight." Rex replied with a grin. This place brought back pleasant memories.
"Very well sir. I'll return shortly."
And now Rex would wait for Redfox to show up.
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kipshasz
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Elvin's Darkside
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posted August 03, 2010 11:22 PM |
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Vlad roamed the town in his volga, until the time to meet the doctor has come. He drove to the clinic and parked right in front of it. He entered the building. It looked just as a typical family clinic. a nurse looked at him.
- Oh, good you're here just in time. The doctor will be with you in a moment, please take a seat.- She showed a comfortable leather sofa. Vlad sat down and picked up a newspaper to kill time quicker.
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"Kip is the Gavin McInnes of HC" - Salamandre
"Ashan to the Trashcan", "I got PTSD from H7. " - LizardWarrior
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wog_edn
Promising
The Nothingness
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posted August 04, 2010 05:21 PM |
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The Doctor finished with his monitors and dismissed Eight.
"Vladimir is in the waitingroom, sir." he heard through his speakers.
Excellent. the Doctor thought, and walked over to the door and opened it. "Welcome, what can I do for you?" he said, his voice low as always.
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kipshasz
Undefeatable Hero
Elvin's Darkside
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posted August 06, 2010 06:03 PM |
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- Hmm... Your voice sounds familiar. have we met before?- Said Vlad while looking at the doctor.- Nevermind. I have a vial with a strange substance, which I need for you to research and tell me what it does properly. I also heard that you are a skilled bioengineer. I could use this talent of yours to my advantage.
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"Kip is the Gavin McInnes of HC" - Salamandre
"Ashan to the Trashcan", "I got PTSD from H7. " - LizardWarrior
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wog_edn
Promising
The Nothingness
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posted August 06, 2010 06:18 PM |
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The Doctor smiled and snatched the vial out of the mans hands. He held it up toward the light and looked at it for almost an entire minute. "I will run a few tests." he said, and walked over to a counter where he put it away.
"The word 'skilled' doesn't cover my experience. I have been involved in every experimentation with people since the World War 2. So yes, we have met. I am sorry about your family, believe me when I say I had nothing to do about it."
The Doctor washed his hands and looked over at Vlad. "If you're interested I have a few hours before I have to be somewhere. I don't take payments, but simply trade favors. I help you with whatever you might need, and I will later on contact you for something I need done. Does that sound like a nice deal to you?"
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kipshasz
Undefeatable Hero
Elvin's Darkside
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posted August 06, 2010 07:22 PM |
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- Very well. You got yourself a deal. I need my strength, speed and reflexes to be enhanced further.
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"Kip is the Gavin McInnes of HC" - Salamandre
"Ashan to the Trashcan", "I got PTSD from H7. " - LizardWarrior
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wog_edn
Promising
The Nothingness
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posted August 06, 2010 07:35 PM |
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The Doctor nodded. "An easy operation. You villains are all alike, you're never any original. Speed, strenght and reflexes. It would take me a couple of hours, as the process of working on a human brain is intricate work. If you have time now, please seat yourself in the chair over there."
The Doctor pointed toward a chair looking very much like the one at the dentist.
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kipshasz
Undefeatable Hero
Elvin's Darkside
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posted August 07, 2010 12:00 AM |
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Vlad grunted.
- I'm a mercenary, I work for the highest bidder.
he walked over to the chair and sat on it.
- Do your thing.
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"Kip is the Gavin McInnes of HC" - Salamandre
"Ashan to the Trashcan", "I got PTSD from H7. " - LizardWarrior
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wog_edn
Promising
The Nothingness
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posted August 07, 2010 12:21 AM |
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The Doctor smiled, he loved this part. "Excellent. You've been through this before, partly at least, so I don't have to go through the details. This time it will be painless, you will only feel a sting and then when you wake up everything will be in order."
He prepared a needle, filled it slightly up with a light red liquid and walked toward Vlad. He grabbed the mans head and bent it slightly sideways, then carefully placed the needle in the vein in his neck. Vlad was asleep in seconds. "They so easily puts their faith in a doctor." the Doctor laughed, getting his scalpel.
Two hours later, exactly, Vlad woke up. "You won't be able to move or speak for another three minutes." the Doctor said, he was sitting a few feet away drinking what looked like tea.
"Very easy operation indeed, as I did one not so long ago that was even trickier to perform. I also embedded a transmitter in your ear, so that I can get in contact with you whenever I wish to. You can hear me, but I cannot hear you. For your privacy." the Doctor sipped from his tea. "I do that with everyone coming here, so that I can make sure you just run off with your little upgrade without repaying the service. You have slightly twice the strenght and no increase in mass, you're much faster and will be surprised by your own reflexes. You will for sure not regret coming here, no one does."
The Doctor took a look at his watch. "One more minute to kill."
The Doctor looked away. "I usually test everyone here myself, as I am more capable than most coming here. Despite my fragile looks. But I have recently created myself a soldier, and I wish to test him."
"Eight, please come in here." he said into a small microphone on the wall, and a tall masked man entered.
"This is my personal slave, and soldier. He will obey my every command, and has every upgrade I have been able to put into a single body. I need to test him before a special mission later tonight, so I would be glad if you would accept a hand-to-hand combat with him."
The Doctor looked at his watch again. "Alright, minute is over. So what do you say?"
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kipshasz
Undefeatable Hero
Elvin's Darkside
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posted August 07, 2010 12:27 AM |
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Vlad stood up and cracked his knuckles.
- I knew that this voice was familiar. Alive and kicking I see Josef. very well, I'll fight that soldier of yours. The first seven must've been failures.- He jumped in his place, adjusting to his new speed and reflexes.- Bring it, Eight.
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"Kip is the Gavin McInnes of HC" - Salamandre
"Ashan to the Trashcan", "I got PTSD from H7. " - LizardWarrior
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