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wog_edn
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posted August 23, 2010 01:23 PM |
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"If it was an advanced procedure I would not accept your proposal, but as it is rather simple it will be fine. I hope it's not going to be a machine, I hate machines." the Doctor filled his glass again.
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War-overlord
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posted August 23, 2010 01:55 PM |
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"Shame that, but I can put a coat on it. And I think it will be rather a difficult procedure. First because I need to be able to see what you're doing during the mechanical hookups. With my guidance of course. Secondly because you'll need to keep the prostheses sterile without mucking up the mechanics."
Rex recieved a new drink from the servant.
"But what would an invisible subject be worth to you? As you've not so skillfully ignored that question."
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wog_edn
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posted August 23, 2010 02:04 PM |
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"I keep everything sterile when working." the Doctor arched an eyebrow. "I have nothing special to give for the subject, therefor I ignore the question. I can't even say for sure if he is worth anything at all."
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War-overlord
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posted August 23, 2010 02:45 PM |
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"Well, the strerility is exactly the problem. Most disinfectionates will clogg up the works something bad. Or wash off the grease or something other that will make the wiring go haywire. Cleaning products do bad things with machinery. But we'll talk about those things when time comes. Are there any more things you whish to discuss before I leave?"
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wog_edn
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posted August 23, 2010 03:34 PM |
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"No. Just when will the weapons possibly be ready?" the Doctor said.
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War-overlord
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posted August 23, 2010 09:04 PM |
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"I'm afraid there's little telling when they will be done. Energy weapons have been in planning only untill now. I'll have designing, prototyping and testing to do before I go into full production. Then there is the matter of parts, as I'm bound to run out of necesary parts at some point of time. Likely I won't deliver them all at once either but in doses. Nontheless I'll likely have one or multiple working prototypes by the end of the week. If nothing serious comes up that is. You're not my only client, keep that in mind."
Rex downed his drink.
"If that is all, I'll be in touch with you soon. I'll see myself out, so don't bother getting up."
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wog_edn
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posted August 23, 2010 10:13 PM |
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The Doctor grabbed Rex's arm in an irongrip. "I need weapons by tomorrow. If you cannot make energy-weapons by then, bring me something else powerful. Surprise me. Bring me what you would give a small army of your own."
He let the other man go, and went back across the room.
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War-overlord
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posted August 23, 2010 11:11 PM |
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Rex face turned dour as he got up from his chair.
"I don't like being threatened, Doctor. Making such demands, makes enemies. No amount of surgery is worth an arsenal of my personal stock. Not on a days notice."
Rex crushed the whiskeyglass in his hand with a swift clip. Tiny shards of glass rained on the floor.
"As a matter of fact, you're not in any possition to make demands."
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wog_edn
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posted August 23, 2010 11:28 PM |
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The Doctor looked back at the old captain and smiled. "How much do you think I have improved myself, boy? I could face both Kane and Vlad and probably come out of it unharmed. Besides, my men are a minute away. I am in every position to make demands. Now leave, I will find the weapons elsewhere if you do not bring them to me by tomorrow. Then you will also have to get your surgery with someone else. Your choice. My servants will be waiting."
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War-overlord
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posted August 23, 2010 11:37 PM |
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"Can your face stop a magnum bullet?"
Rex casually raised the pistol he carried.
"You also know that I am the best shot this side of the Atlantic Ocean. You'll be chewing three fullmetal jackets before you reach the table."
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wog_edn
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posted August 23, 2010 11:57 PM |
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The Doctor clenched his jaw. Should have confiscated all weapons. Damn, I thought I could make this one an ally. I have to remember building secret passages all over the building.
"Shoot and you will never make it out alive, leave now and you will. It's your choice." he said, his voice low and filled with loathing.
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posted August 24, 2010 11:45 AM |
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"Have your servants get me my coat." Rex said with a neutral by icy calm voice. Rex did not lower his pistol and kept it trained at the Doctor's face. The Doctor snipped his fingers and some scuffling could be heard outside the door.
"I must say that you social skills could use some improvement. You behave like a child, when your demands aren't met. Also your bluffs are rather transparant. If you could kill Kane and Alujev so easily, you would have already done so. A negotiation course could do you some good as well. Not that I have the illusion that you'll take any of my advice to heart."
The blueish servantgirl came in holding Rex' greatcoat. Rex held out his free arm and she helped him in his coat. While putting on his coat Rex held his aim at the Doctor constant, while slipping his mechanical hand around the girl's neck.
"I'll take that our little negotiation tonight as a failure where no satisfactory deal was reached. And if I find a tracer on any of my possesions, you'll have made a new enemy. I'll be taking my leave now." Rex ended the sentence with a wink. The moment he opened his eye, Rex' mechanical hand snapped shut and broke the girl's neck. Her head lolled to the side and she dropped to the ground like a sack of potatoes when he released her.
Calmly Rex backed out of the room and left the mansion without incident.
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posted August 24, 2010 01:14 PM |
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The Doctor shook his head and walked across the room. The blueskinned girl rose to her feet again. "What will you do now, master?" she asked.
"We will know where he is. There was a tracer in his drink, of course he will never be able to notice it. I won't even turn it on until I need to know where he is, there won't be any signal as of yet." the Doctor looked over at her. "How is your neck, darling?"
"It is fine, master." she said, smiling. "Your experiments on me saved me again. I am always in your debt, master."
The Doctor nodded and frowned, then punched a hole in the wall. "That youngling believe he is better than me. I will show him in due time."
He opened a door and pressed a button. Seventy men came marching into the room, their eyes grey and empty.
"We're moving to a different location. Blow up this place, tonight I will start making all of you like Eight."
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posted August 24, 2010 02:57 PM |
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Rex drove back to his workshop. The clock on the dashboard of his van indicated 22:58. He sighed, tonight was not as succesfull as he had hoped.
"True, my alliance with Xion is slightly consolidated. And I learned several valuable pieces of info. But I have no tangible results. And I have likely made myself a new enemy."
Rex was nearly at his homebase.
He grunted, "I'll have to purge myself. I will not risk any of Xion's grey goo getting in my shop. But I hate having to go into my EMP-chamber."
Rex had built the EMP-chamber a good year and a half ago when he moved his base of operations to this shop. He had been traced by the army to is former location and was targetted by EMP devices. They managed to fry all of his systems, but Rex had at least managed to get away with all his valueables. He also taken many parts of the EMP-devices. Now that chamber was on the very outskirt of his plot of land. He could get in there without damaging anything inside his workshop or contaminating his machinery with things like nanobots.
There were dis-advantages to the chamber though. It was extremely painfull, as Rex' neural implant was hit by the waves of EMP. Anything he would carry on him would be rendered useless if it contained any electronics whatsoever. And it required enormous amounts of electricity and Rex had blown up one of the city's powernet transformers and cause a major blackout.
Rex parked the van outside his plot of land and got into the EMP chamber. Rex sighed. He lamented his hand. The mechanical device would be rendered scrap by the field. Luckily Rex had several spares. His pistol would likely not survive either, as the blowback reducer would fry and render that useless as well.
"Still sacrifices have to be made."
Rex took his clothes off and switched the chamber on. The inward field streched hardly beyond the massive lead walls. The electronics beyond the wall were inside Vacuum-tubes and would survive the field.
The humm inside the chamber was loud and it almost drowned Rex' howls of pain. Rex dropped to his knees. Through the neural implant the field had direct acces to Rex nerves and brains. The pulses coursed through Rex, wracking him. Rex had always figured he was not actually in pain, as the pulses overloaded his neural systems and he only think he was in pain as those parts were just as affected by the pulses. Nontheless the experience was uncomfortable to say the least.
After the timer ran out, Rex lay panting on the floor of the chamber. The chamber would be scanned for any electronic traces. If they remained the EMP field would be set to a greater level.
Rex heard the distinct hum of the field charging again.
"By the Kraken, there's something still on me!" Rex said in a weak voice.
As the field was activated again Rex howled out his pain again, untill he passed out.
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posted August 24, 2010 07:07 PM |
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The Doctor sat in his limo, his driver moving him to his lab and the rest of his men following in casual cars at different distances and taking different routes. His cellphone beeped and he picked it up, looking at it. "Warning signals from my tracer." he mumbled, and checked further. "I'm glad I thought of that, he's just frying the one I placed as a distraction."
The blue skinned woman looked over at the Doctor. "Why did you give him that one, master? He will know you put a tracer on him now, he will come after you."
The Doctor laughed. "No, I had to. If I hadn't put anything on him he would be suspicious as to why I did not. People like me always do these kinds of things, if he found nothing he would've found the one I will turn on tomorrow."
"What about Vlad, master? Why didn't you use that kind of bug on him?" the woman asked, easing closer.
"It was turned on. Once I turn this on it will be vulnerable to electricity too, until then it will be impossible to notice."
"You're a genious, master." the woman said, sitting down on her knees in front of the Doctor. "Do you want me to please you now?"
"Please do, darling. Please do."
((Man, I totally forgot writing for Kane!))
Kane grinned and shook his head. "You're a crazy guy, Vlad." he said, and hit the other man friendly in the shoulder.
"Any idea where we oughta go now? I don't fancy going after the Doctor yet, we have no idea where he might be." he shook his head. "Personally I wanna find some of the others and take down Zero first! Once Zero fulfills his plan he will be impossible to take out."
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posted August 24, 2010 09:18 PM |
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Vlad handed the taser to Kane.
- Your turn. That hing probably has a tracer built in it, and this is better than cutting off your ears.
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posted August 24, 2010 09:28 PM |
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Kane shrugged. "He kinda detonated them earlier on when he was pissed on me. But oh well."
He took the tazer and followed Vlad's example, and handed it to Inferno, grinning. "Your turn, this is gonna be fun watching!"
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posted August 25, 2010 11:42 AM |
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Alpha-type Primus roamed through Rex workshop. To create more Alpha-type droids he needed parts and not even his Creator was aware of the entirety of parts stored in the building.
Suddenly the lights inside the building dimmed considerably. The droid could function in less light than this, still there was little reason for the light to dim itself. The Droid stopped it's search and observed the workshop. Everywhere systems suffered from lack of power. The droid had to act quickly and prioritise. Most important system was the mainframe to ensure the defense-sytems that covered the outer perimiter stayed active.
The droid reverted the power and made sure that the mainframe recieved all electricity needed. Next task would be to ensure that the generators would not overheat. The creator did not syphon all electricty from the powernet and had several generators on the property to provide the power he needed.
With that task done, Alpha-type Primus was free to search for the scource of the powersurge. It connected to the mainframe and quickly discovered that the EMP-room on the far end of the outer perimiter was using increasing amounts of power. According to calculations Alpha-type Primus ran quickly, the room would soon demand all the electricity of the entire northern quarter of the city. Which was partially because of the droids actions, as none of the Creator's generators was powering the room anymore. The droid would investigate.
Ariving at the room the droid observed the inside via the thick, reinforced window. Inside, in the dim light, the Creator lay on the floor. Dressed only in his underwear, his body was subjected to many heavy spasms. The droid observed the power of the EMP-field inside the room. With the ammount of pulses absorbed directly by the Creator's neural implant, his nervous-sytem must be completely overloaded. His body and his brain would be recieving so many electromagnetic stimulation that it would have tried to act on all of them. Now the brain-activity of the Creator would be so enveloped in responding to the pulses that all other functionality would have ceased. The Creator would not remember this and his system would need time to recover. Still the frequency and power of the EMP's was increasing ever more. There was something the program was reacting to that was on the Creator. It could not be the manipulator the Creator had instead of a normal human hand. The entire inside wiring was already destroyed by the EMP. It had to be something else.
The droid could do nothing than observe. The Creator had put himself in there. To intervene now, would be a direct act of insubordination and it would sabotage whatever the Creator planned. By the calculations the chamber would destroy the transformer of the powergrid in this section of the city in a matter of seconds.
Indeed, several seconds later the entire northern quarter of New Constantinople was without electricty. With the power down, the droid entered the room. It picked up it's creator and brought him to his bed.
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posted September 18, 2010 05:41 PM |
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"What do you want me to do with this?" asked Inferno, puzzled. "I never had anything stuck into my ears by the doctor."
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posted September 18, 2010 06:05 PM |
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Kane grinned. "Just for the hell of it. Never seen a kid taze his own ears before."
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