Introduction
In the not so distant future, 2083, the human race has begun to make huge advancements, in more ways then one. Not only have humans began to touch the technological field of cybernetic augments, but they have also began to look inward to themselves, drawing out power already hidden within ourselves, biological augments.
Corporations have slowly been taking power away from their respective governments. Not outright of course. Buying politicians, donating money in elections. Slowly corporations have pushed their way to the top of the world. Now they don't even bother to hide their influence. Some have their own, "defense forces", private military's more or less. They rule the world with augments, keeping the population hungry for more and under their thumb.
Cybernetic Augments are able to be implanted by dialing in to the similarities in our DNA. There are eventual complications. High-end augments can be dialed in to your specific DNA, allowing for no complications and rejection. Add-ons or transforming augments are more common at these higher end versions. Makeshift augments, those used by street thugs and gangs, are usually scrapped together. Rejection is common among those.
Biological augments look inward, to the untouched potential of our DNA. Using these biological augments, they are able to enhance ones body to ridiculous degrees. Huge increases in strength, eyesight, and other possibilities, all from our own latent potential. Splicing, the act of taking desirable traits from animals and putting them into humans, is becoming more and more common. Deformities are also common due to the violent change to ones DNA.
Due to the nature of the augments, it is a one or the other deal. Since the cybernetic augments have to dial into specific points of DNA, cybernetic augments are incompatible with anyone who has received a biological augment due to the severely altered DNA of a bio augment patient. Anyone who already has a cybernetic augment will have their body reject that augment if they receive a biological augment.
Now one government has begun a rise to power, ready to put power back in to the hands of the people.
Blue=Bio Dominated Area
Red=Cyber Dominated Area
Purple=Supplier
The world is controlled by a number of corporations.
North America-A heavily contested area, North America is controlled by a number of corporations.
South America-South America is under a huge monopoly by Gregory International. They do not specialize in augments, instead supplying other companies with raw materials.
Europe-Europe is most dominated by the biological corporation Holcomb Biological, specializing in splicing. Sweden has managed to remain independent of the rest of Europe through the cybernetics company Imperial Cybernetics Research. They hold no specialty, but are always on the cutting edge of new technology.
Africa-Africa is split quite evenly in 2, with a heavily contested area in the center. The north is under the control of biological company Sanctum Applications, specializing in survival augments due to the harsh environment. The south is controlled by cybernetic corporation Newton Specialized, a combat oriented augment producer.
Asia-Asia is another highly contested area.
You have been called by the government of Japan, one of the central hubs of the world since the augment revolution. The government seeks to take back control, through whatever mean necessary, and they seek to use you to that end.
Character Sheet
RULES
1. Literate Roleplayers only, or someone willing to learn. This is going to have a film noir feel to it. Long posts and those willing to make them generally bring the quality of a role play up. Small posts are acceptable when things get intense.
2. Dedicated Roleplayers only. If you think your going to bail on this roleplay fairly quickly, don't apply. I've seen too many roleplays die for that reason.
3. NO GOD MODDING. I will tell you if you are overpowered. On the flip side of that coin. Don't be afraid to ask. If you can justify it well, I'll generally allow it.
4. Be nice. I won't have people being blatantly rude to each other OOC. In game it's fine, tensions will rise, characters will hate each other, but I get annoyed when it gets taken personally.
5. Swearing is acceptable, we're all adults here. People swear a lot. That's the real world. However, I would prefer if the f-bomb wasn't dropped every other word.
6. Don't go overboard on augments. No matter how many, not all of them are going to be special.
7. Bio augments are limited to one splice, and one base augment, due to the radical DNA change.
8. Augments aren't necessary. Augments have become so common they have been prepared for. Someone without them will prove equally useful.
9. Above all have fun.
10. Post "Auger's for life" in the OOC so I know you've read the intro and rules. Do this before you submit a char. I won't approve if you don't do this.
Corporations have slowly been taking power away from their respective governments. Not outright of course. Buying politicians, donating money in elections. Slowly corporations have pushed their way to the top of the world. Now they don't even bother to hide their influence. Some have their own, "defense forces", private military's more or less. They rule the world with augments, keeping the population hungry for more and under their thumb.
Cybernetic Augments are able to be implanted by dialing in to the similarities in our DNA. There are eventual complications. High-end augments can be dialed in to your specific DNA, allowing for no complications and rejection. Add-ons or transforming augments are more common at these higher end versions. Makeshift augments, those used by street thugs and gangs, are usually scrapped together. Rejection is common among those.
Biological augments look inward, to the untouched potential of our DNA. Using these biological augments, they are able to enhance ones body to ridiculous degrees. Huge increases in strength, eyesight, and other possibilities, all from our own latent potential. Splicing, the act of taking desirable traits from animals and putting them into humans, is becoming more and more common. Deformities are also common due to the violent change to ones DNA.
Due to the nature of the augments, it is a one or the other deal. Since the cybernetic augments have to dial into specific points of DNA, cybernetic augments are incompatible with anyone who has received a biological augment due to the severely altered DNA of a bio augment patient. Anyone who already has a cybernetic augment will have their body reject that augment if they receive a biological augment.
Now one government has begun a rise to power, ready to put power back in to the hands of the people.
Blue=Bio Dominated Area
Red=Cyber Dominated Area
Purple=Supplier
The world is controlled by a number of corporations.
North America-A heavily contested area, North America is controlled by a number of corporations.
- The west coast, and Alaska, are dominated by the cybernetic corporation Cole Networked International, formed from a conglomerate from the old days of Silicon Valley, specializing in cranial implants.
- The midwest area is controlled by the biotech corporation Roth Aeon Bio, helping farmers by giving them strength to help them with their everyday tasks. Specialties are muscular augments.
- The east coast is dominated by another large cyber corporation, Wilcox Scientific. Specializing in prosthesis, both basic and advanced.
- Canada, due to its large number of medical corporations, transitioned into bio augments as time went on, with the leader being Paragon Realizations Inc., specializing in highly specialized, very dangerous mental augments.
- Mexico managed to make a killing in cybernetic implants, under the guidance of Engineered Autosoft, and specializes not in whole augments, but add-ons for various uses.
South America-South America is under a huge monopoly by Gregory International. They do not specialize in augments, instead supplying other companies with raw materials.
Europe-Europe is most dominated by the biological corporation Holcomb Biological, specializing in splicing. Sweden has managed to remain independent of the rest of Europe through the cybernetics company Imperial Cybernetics Research. They hold no specialty, but are always on the cutting edge of new technology.
Africa-Africa is split quite evenly in 2, with a heavily contested area in the center. The north is under the control of biological company Sanctum Applications, specializing in survival augments due to the harsh environment. The south is controlled by cybernetic corporation Newton Specialized, a combat oriented augment producer.
Asia-Asia is another highly contested area.
- China and the surroundings are dominated by another supplier, Applied Mechanical International.
- Russia and the middle east are ruled by Garner Royal, a cybernetics corporation specializing in lavish augments that look stunning.
- India and Australia are controlled by the biological company Barber Biological Paragon, specializing in augments with little to no deformities, although the options are quite limited currently.
- Japan and South Korea and controlled by the cybernetic corporation Joyce Informational Inc. They specialize in custom, high end augments.
You have been called by the government of Japan, one of the central hubs of the world since the augment revolution. The government seeks to take back control, through whatever mean necessary, and they seek to use you to that end.
Character Sheet
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RULES
1. Literate Roleplayers only, or someone willing to learn. This is going to have a film noir feel to it. Long posts and those willing to make them generally bring the quality of a role play up. Small posts are acceptable when things get intense.
2. Dedicated Roleplayers only. If you think your going to bail on this roleplay fairly quickly, don't apply. I've seen too many roleplays die for that reason.
3. NO GOD MODDING. I will tell you if you are overpowered. On the flip side of that coin. Don't be afraid to ask. If you can justify it well, I'll generally allow it.
4. Be nice. I won't have people being blatantly rude to each other OOC. In game it's fine, tensions will rise, characters will hate each other, but I get annoyed when it gets taken personally.
5. Swearing is acceptable, we're all adults here. People swear a lot. That's the real world. However, I would prefer if the f-bomb wasn't dropped every other word.
6. Don't go overboard on augments. No matter how many, not all of them are going to be special.
7. Bio augments are limited to one splice, and one base augment, due to the radical DNA change.
8. Augments aren't necessary. Augments have become so common they have been prepared for. Someone without them will prove equally useful.
9. Above all have fun.
10. Post "Auger's for life" in the OOC so I know you've read the intro and rules. Do this before you submit a char. I won't approve if you don't do this.
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The day was bright in Japan. The switch into the Augment age was better then expected. Clean energy had become ridiculously common. Factories had become much cleaner as well. The skies had cleared up, and the thought of global warming was long gone from anyone's minds. The blue was blue, and entire galaxies could be seen at night, even in some brighter cities. This was one of the few things that was good about the world. Everywhere else had seemed to worse. Poverty had become increasingly common, crime was everyday, and access to weapons and drugs had grown out of control. Political unrest was the worst. If it could even be called political unrest. Governments were a formality anymore. Corporations held the true power.
Tobimaru Shinra stood at the top of his tower in Tokyo. His office was overly large for him. He looked out the window, which made up most of his walls, out to the courtyard below. He wasn't really a politician. His family was incredibly rich. Receiving funds from investing in different bio and cyber augment companies over the years. Recently, he payed off all of the governments debts to any companies, making it independent again. He restructured it from the ground up. For the first time in a long time, someone held a government that was not controlled by a company. And He sought to do something with it.
Tobimaru was deep in thought when he was interrupted by his door opening. It was one of his interns.
"Mr. Shinra, the group of people you have called here has begun to arrive."
"Thank you" He responded. "Please inform everyone to let them up. Please have them wait just outside my office for now. Make sure they are comfortable."
"Yes sir."
As she walked out, Tobimaru returned his view to outside, seeing the first of the cars pull up. He straightened his tie and prepared himself. It was going to be an interesting day for sure.
Tobimaru Shinra stood at the top of his tower in Tokyo. His office was overly large for him. He looked out the window, which made up most of his walls, out to the courtyard below. He wasn't really a politician. His family was incredibly rich. Receiving funds from investing in different bio and cyber augment companies over the years. Recently, he payed off all of the governments debts to any companies, making it independent again. He restructured it from the ground up. For the first time in a long time, someone held a government that was not controlled by a company. And He sought to do something with it.
Tobimaru was deep in thought when he was interrupted by his door opening. It was one of his interns.
"Mr. Shinra, the group of people you have called here has begun to arrive."
"Thank you" He responded. "Please inform everyone to let them up. Please have them wait just outside my office for now. Make sure they are comfortable."
"Yes sir."
As she walked out, Tobimaru returned his view to outside, seeing the first of the cars pull up. He straightened his tie and prepared himself. It was going to be an interesting day for sure.
Samuel wasn't exactly sure why he was in Japan. All he knew was that his presence had been requested by a man named Tobimaru Shinra, and the higher-ups at Newton Specialized had approved it, so here he was. "Here" was apparently a large tower, with a courtyard at its base. After confirming that this was indeed the place that he was suppose to be, the large man thanked the driver and paid him, before stepping inside. The building's interior was much as Samuel had expected, and he approached the front desk. The secretary seemed to have noticed him yet, as he was quite busy tapping away on a computer console. After a short and awkward, at least on Samuel's part, pause, the Nigerian cleared his throat to make his presence known, before speaking.
"I'm Samuel Obodo. I'm here to see Mr. Shinra. Is he here?"
"Yes, Mr. Shinra is waiting for you and the others on the top floor. He said to tell you to wait in the room just outside his office. Just take the elevator all the way to the top, and you'll step right out into the waiting room."
Thanking the front desk clerk, Samuel turned and made his way to the nearest elevator. Once inside, his infolink sounded off, notifying him that one of his bosses were contacting him. Sure enough the voice of Michael Church, one of Newton Specialized's head security chiefs, sounded off. "Obodo, are you in yet?" "In the building sir, but not the office. Apparently he's expecting more than just me, and I guess he wants to let us all in at once so he doesn't have to give the 'I suppose you're wondering why I've called you here today...' speech." "Alright. Keep me posted." "Will do, sir."
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Amelia wasn't entirely sure what to do next. For the first time in her brief existence she was completely alone and had no direction. Daddy- Dr. Rutan was confirmed dead and Amelia herself was being chased across the net by whoever it was that had been chasing her. Speaking of which, was that virus attacking one of her firewalls? Quickly, she deleted the thing, making a copy of it for possible use later, but it was followed by two more. Amelia repeated the process, but more viruses, and several worms now, bombarded her firewalls.
Seeing no choice but to retreat, the AI disabled as much as she could of that network, before sending off a few of the copied viruses off as a decoy. Jumping from server to server as quickly as possible to evade capture, she eventually detected a wirelessly connected communications device that was currently in use. With a little adjusting of her code Amelia dove inside to hide.
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Just as Samuel's conversation with Mr. Church ended, he was overwhelmed by a burst of static that was loud enough to be painful, while his HUD twisted, writhed, and eventually rebooted entirely. Moments later, it was as if nothing had happened, save for the fact that Samuel was now leaning heavily on the wall of the elevator. As much as he should get himself checked out to see what had just happened, and as much as he wanted to for that matter, Samuel still had a job to do, and he couldn't leave until it was finished. When the lift finally stopped, he stepped off and took one of the chairs in the waiting room.
"I'm Samuel Obodo. I'm here to see Mr. Shinra. Is he here?"
"Yes, Mr. Shinra is waiting for you and the others on the top floor. He said to tell you to wait in the room just outside his office. Just take the elevator all the way to the top, and you'll step right out into the waiting room."
Thanking the front desk clerk, Samuel turned and made his way to the nearest elevator. Once inside, his infolink sounded off, notifying him that one of his bosses were contacting him. Sure enough the voice of Michael Church, one of Newton Specialized's head security chiefs, sounded off. "Obodo, are you in yet?" "In the building sir, but not the office. Apparently he's expecting more than just me, and I guess he wants to let us all in at once so he doesn't have to give the 'I suppose you're wondering why I've called you here today...' speech." "Alright. Keep me posted." "Will do, sir."
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Amelia wasn't entirely sure what to do next. For the first time in her brief existence she was completely alone and had no direction. Daddy- Dr. Rutan was confirmed dead and Amelia herself was being chased across the net by whoever it was that had been chasing her. Speaking of which, was that virus attacking one of her firewalls? Quickly, she deleted the thing, making a copy of it for possible use later, but it was followed by two more. Amelia repeated the process, but more viruses, and several worms now, bombarded her firewalls.
Seeing no choice but to retreat, the AI disabled as much as she could of that network, before sending off a few of the copied viruses off as a decoy. Jumping from server to server as quickly as possible to evade capture, she eventually detected a wirelessly connected communications device that was currently in use. With a little adjusting of her code Amelia dove inside to hide.
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Just as Samuel's conversation with Mr. Church ended, he was overwhelmed by a burst of static that was loud enough to be painful, while his HUD twisted, writhed, and eventually rebooted entirely. Moments later, it was as if nothing had happened, save for the fact that Samuel was now leaning heavily on the wall of the elevator. As much as he should get himself checked out to see what had just happened, and as much as he wanted to for that matter, Samuel still had a job to do, and he couldn't leave until it was finished. When the lift finally stopped, he stepped off and took one of the chairs in the waiting room.
After being summoned to Japan, Liara was extremely confused and scared as she'd never been across seas before let alone know what was going on. Nonetheless she walked up to the building that was the Shinra Tower. "Well... Here goes nothing." That said she walked into the giant tower and rubbed her arms at seeing how massive it was. After a while of wonder and fear she went to what seemed to be a reception desk. "Um hello, my name is Liara I'm here to see a Mr. Shinra?" Taking a deep breath she shook her head and continued, "It would seem that I was summoned here and have business with him so where do I go from here?" The woman at the desk sat there with a dull look which worried Liara but was pointed to an elevator and told the floor number. "Thank you ma'am I'll be headed on my way I guess." After saying this she headed up the elevator and psyched herself up to meet this Tobimaru Shinra.
Axel was not happy, a letter had been dropped of at a hideout he'd been using...on the he'd told no one about. Furthermore, he had to walk through crowded Tokyo to get to this giant tower. Even with all the precautions he normally took to limit the sensory data his body received it was agony. The smell of people got through his respirator, drowned his nose and coated his tongue...it made him want to gag. Worse was the noise, it pierced through noise canceling headphones and earplugs to stab into his ears. The pain made him want to double over and water was gathering in his eyes the entire time. Even with the locals trying to avoid him since culturally, covering your face like had indicated you were sick, enough people bumped into him that his body thought it'd been rained on by bullets.
Fortunately, the massive tower was sound proof enough to block out the outside noise. Even the air was of cleaner quality and the place was virtually empty. It'd allow him plenty of space, and he needed it. He removed the headphone on his left ear, the noise level skyrocketed for that one ear. But it let him track the elevator...top floor from the sounds of it. The receptionist began to address him, a reflex caused him to grab her mouth before she could speak.
"Tobimaru...top floor I take it," his voice came out as barely more than a whisper. It was only at that volume that a voice wouldn't cause him pain...provided he had his earplugs in still. He received a nod in response, so he pushed the person away and returned the headphone to his left ear before summoning the elevator. His hands went to his pocket during the wait and stayed there the entire trip up, a tent stake gripped in each hand. When he stepped out of the elevator, two people had already arrived, a girl and a guy. Apparently they were waiting to enter the room at the end of the hall...Shinra's office presumably. With the slightest of nods in acknowledgment of their existence, he marched to the door. His 'knock' took the form of a full force kick, the door didn't even budge.
Fortunately, the massive tower was sound proof enough to block out the outside noise. Even the air was of cleaner quality and the place was virtually empty. It'd allow him plenty of space, and he needed it. He removed the headphone on his left ear, the noise level skyrocketed for that one ear. But it let him track the elevator...top floor from the sounds of it. The receptionist began to address him, a reflex caused him to grab her mouth before she could speak.
"Tobimaru...top floor I take it," his voice came out as barely more than a whisper. It was only at that volume that a voice wouldn't cause him pain...provided he had his earplugs in still. He received a nod in response, so he pushed the person away and returned the headphone to his left ear before summoning the elevator. His hands went to his pocket during the wait and stayed there the entire trip up, a tent stake gripped in each hand. When he stepped out of the elevator, two people had already arrived, a girl and a guy. Apparently they were waiting to enter the room at the end of the hall...Shinra's office presumably. With the slightest of nods in acknowledgment of their existence, he marched to the door. His 'knock' took the form of a full force kick, the door didn't even budge.
Alfred never quite liked flying overseas, mostly because he didn't like the thought of crashing into water. His heavy suit made it incredibly difficult to swim though it could be done poorly. After leaving the airport he called a taxi. He had never been to Japan. Most of his contracts were in Africa and sometimes in India. Japan was a first world country and that really showed. Nobody was burning trash off the neat roads, there were no civilians walking around with weapons, and the buildings were clean. Only one comment was running through his brain at the time. What a boring country this must be.
The taxi pulled up to the tower and Alfred paid the driver the minimum with no tip. The driver began to argue with him until eventually he became angry, pulled out some change, and threw it at the man's face. "Le pousser dans le cul!" He yelled at the man. He then stormed into the building. When he walked in he looked around for the elevator. He didn't know where this Tobimaru's office was but the man was rich. Rich pricks always chose the top floors. He guessed it had something to do with the order of the pyramid. He waited a few minutes until it reached the floor. Stepping out he spotted two men and a woman. He figured they were there for the same thing he was."Who else are we waiting for?" He spoke loudly throughout the room, expecting somebody to answer.
The taxi pulled up to the tower and Alfred paid the driver the minimum with no tip. The driver began to argue with him until eventually he became angry, pulled out some change, and threw it at the man's face. "Le pousser dans le cul!" He yelled at the man. He then stormed into the building. When he walked in he looked around for the elevator. He didn't know where this Tobimaru's office was but the man was rich. Rich pricks always chose the top floors. He guessed it had something to do with the order of the pyramid. He waited a few minutes until it reached the floor. Stepping out he spotted two men and a woman. He figured they were there for the same thing he was."Who else are we waiting for?" He spoke loudly throughout the room, expecting somebody to answer.
Soon enough, the others began to arrive. First came a woman, who hadn't said anything upon arrival. Figuring she didn't want to be spoken to, Samuel just gave her a nod of acknowledgement. Next came a man in a large overcoat. He also appeared to be wearing headphones and tinted goggles. While Samuel thought it odd that someone would wear tinted goggles indoors, he himself appeared to be wearing sunglasses, and so wasn't one to talk. This newcomer surprised him by attempting to kick in the door.
"If you want to take down the door, I've got a coin you can borrow to unscrew the hinges."
This was of course meant as a joke, albeit an awkward attempt at one. The third person to arrive, aside from Samuel himself, was the first to speak. "Who else are we waiting for?" Looking around at the others to see if they had any clue, Samuel shrugged. "If you were told we'd be waiting for others, then you were told more than I was. All I know is that I was called here for a meeting with a Mr. Shinra, a meeting which will apparently have more attendees that I was originally led to believe." Not that Samuel had any issue with that, it was just unexpected.
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Meanwhile, Amelia was just beginning to open the zipped file she had placed herself in when she jumped to Samuel's cranial implant. For the moment, she couldn't do anything due to the nature of the augmentation, and how different it was from the computers she was used to traveling through and residing in. This could be easily remedied, it would just take some time as she restructured herself in a way that would make her programs more compatible with the implant, though she'd make sure to save a copy of her previous state, in case another evacuation was called for.
After a few seconds of tampering, she could access the feed from the optic replacements. This confirmed Amelia's suspicions about being inside the implant of an augmented individual. The idea was rather odd, and vaguely disturbing, but it would have to do for the moment. This was an excellent hiding spot. With this in mind, she resumed her reconstruction, watching the feed for any interesting developments as she did.
"If you want to take down the door, I've got a coin you can borrow to unscrew the hinges."
This was of course meant as a joke, albeit an awkward attempt at one. The third person to arrive, aside from Samuel himself, was the first to speak. "Who else are we waiting for?" Looking around at the others to see if they had any clue, Samuel shrugged. "If you were told we'd be waiting for others, then you were told more than I was. All I know is that I was called here for a meeting with a Mr. Shinra, a meeting which will apparently have more attendees that I was originally led to believe." Not that Samuel had any issue with that, it was just unexpected.
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Meanwhile, Amelia was just beginning to open the zipped file she had placed herself in when she jumped to Samuel's cranial implant. For the moment, she couldn't do anything due to the nature of the augmentation, and how different it was from the computers she was used to traveling through and residing in. This could be easily remedied, it would just take some time as she restructured herself in a way that would make her programs more compatible with the implant, though she'd make sure to save a copy of her previous state, in case another evacuation was called for.
After a few seconds of tampering, she could access the feed from the optic replacements. This confirmed Amelia's suspicions about being inside the implant of an augmented individual. The idea was rather odd, and vaguely disturbing, but it would have to do for the moment. This was an excellent hiding spot. With this in mind, she resumed her reconstruction, watching the feed for any interesting developments as she did.
Jack had been wracking his brain on what to do ever since that PM was sent by some Anon on one of the Purist Human Coalition boards in the darknet. His first thought was that the invitation could be a potential trap. He didn't think he had targeted any corporations based in Japan so far, as there were plenty here in America which he was determined to bring down first. Still, the first step to catching a mouse is to lure it from its hole, and they had certainly primed the trap with an alluring bait. Unfortunately, he was the mouse in this scenario. Corporations didn't have jurisdictions, they didn't care about boarders and extradition laws. If they tracked him down, he was sure they had the power to lock him up in some basement and shoot him like a dog. Oh, Jack was tempted to delete the message and take down the entire board, since someone had used it to identify him, and that information was dangerous. Instead, he replied with his acceptance of the invitation, and then took it down.
Over the next month, Jack worked to research the situation. Potential allies were always welcome to the cause, and this was the strongest to present itself to date. He tracked Mr. Shinra's financial transactions back over the last decade, noting the vast sums paid to several different corporations as he bought out their government bonds. His family had been heavily invested into companies marketing and developing different augments, but what blue blood these days wasn't? And those investments had been on the decline recently, the portfolio diversified. Theories on Mr. Shinra's intentions sparked seventeen threads, only three of which devolved into trolling and flame wars, a rather impressive ratio. Jack also initiated contact with the User that had previously reached out to him, making demands of various other pieces of information. At the same time, Jack and his more skilled hackers began putting together the framework for a massive cyber attack, to be used as retaliation if this did all turn out to be an elaborate ruse.
Finally, the time came to send a representative on behalf of the PHC to meet with this Mr. Shinra. Of course, they wanted Jack himself to come, but that was surely too dangerous. Jack would much prefer they keep their contact limited to PHC initiated messages in the darknet, but he was assured this was quite impossible for what they had in mind. He knew that even if he did not reveal himself, a corporation was patient enough to bide its time and build his trust until an error was made. Therefore, Jack decided deception would be his best tool. "Jack" could be any one of PHC's members; no one was supposed to know what he looked like. He was only himself. Therefore, Jack decided he would meet with this Mr. Shinra in person, acting as a representative of "Jack", PHC's mysterious leader. If it was a trap, he could trigger the cyber attack at any moment, and would most likely be largely ignored himself due to being thought only a low level PHC initiate, easily expendable. Meanwhile, they would continue hunting for Jack, ignorant of the fact that he'd been right under their noses the entire time. It was perfect, and a delicious irony. So it was that Jack flew to Japan, crashed on the couch of a sympathizer for a few nights, and spent the morning watching others arrive to Mr. Shinra's office through a hacked camera feed.
Over the next month, Jack worked to research the situation. Potential allies were always welcome to the cause, and this was the strongest to present itself to date. He tracked Mr. Shinra's financial transactions back over the last decade, noting the vast sums paid to several different corporations as he bought out their government bonds. His family had been heavily invested into companies marketing and developing different augments, but what blue blood these days wasn't? And those investments had been on the decline recently, the portfolio diversified. Theories on Mr. Shinra's intentions sparked seventeen threads, only three of which devolved into trolling and flame wars, a rather impressive ratio. Jack also initiated contact with the User that had previously reached out to him, making demands of various other pieces of information. At the same time, Jack and his more skilled hackers began putting together the framework for a massive cyber attack, to be used as retaliation if this did all turn out to be an elaborate ruse.
Finally, the time came to send a representative on behalf of the PHC to meet with this Mr. Shinra. Of course, they wanted Jack himself to come, but that was surely too dangerous. Jack would much prefer they keep their contact limited to PHC initiated messages in the darknet, but he was assured this was quite impossible for what they had in mind. He knew that even if he did not reveal himself, a corporation was patient enough to bide its time and build his trust until an error was made. Therefore, Jack decided deception would be his best tool. "Jack" could be any one of PHC's members; no one was supposed to know what he looked like. He was only himself. Therefore, Jack decided he would meet with this Mr. Shinra in person, acting as a representative of "Jack", PHC's mysterious leader. If it was a trap, he could trigger the cyber attack at any moment, and would most likely be largely ignored himself due to being thought only a low level PHC initiate, easily expendable. Meanwhile, they would continue hunting for Jack, ignorant of the fact that he'd been right under their noses the entire time. It was perfect, and a delicious irony. So it was that Jack flew to Japan, crashed on the couch of a sympathizer for a few nights, and spent the morning watching others arrive to Mr. Shinra's office through a hacked camera feed.
"If you want to take down the door, I've got a coin you can borrow to unscrew the hinges."
"Heh aren't you the funny one," Axel replied to the joker. His voice was at a normal talking volume since his ears were covered, he didn't need to hear his voice for the conversation. Then again he read the guy's lips more than heard him actually say the joke. "Next you're going to tell me we're here to see the same guy." Though he suspected the loud voice of the third man drowned him out, it pained him even through his ears were covered.
"Who else are we waiting for?"The guy sounded French, which would explain why he was so fucking loud. He turned around, expecting the guy would get an answer and he was not disappointed. Funny guy also had something to say on the matter.
"If you were told we'd be waiting for others, then you were told more than I was. All I know is that I was called here for a meeting with a Mr. Shinra, a meeting which will apparently have more attendees that I was originally led to believe." This was more than a little buzz kill for Axel, he wasn't here for business so much to remove whatever had given him away. He liked being alone and who knows what would come after him if everyone could track him down now. Well he could do what he came for anyways, but that would make a bigger mess... or a bigger show if this was the proper audience.
"What're you lot here for, a business meeting or a god damned security contract?" He was asking a question based entirely on their profile appearance but it was as polite as he could get at this time.
"Heh aren't you the funny one," Axel replied to the joker. His voice was at a normal talking volume since his ears were covered, he didn't need to hear his voice for the conversation. Then again he read the guy's lips more than heard him actually say the joke. "Next you're going to tell me we're here to see the same guy." Though he suspected the loud voice of the third man drowned him out, it pained him even through his ears were covered.
"Who else are we waiting for?"The guy sounded French, which would explain why he was so fucking loud. He turned around, expecting the guy would get an answer and he was not disappointed. Funny guy also had something to say on the matter.
"If you were told we'd be waiting for others, then you were told more than I was. All I know is that I was called here for a meeting with a Mr. Shinra, a meeting which will apparently have more attendees that I was originally led to believe." This was more than a little buzz kill for Axel, he wasn't here for business so much to remove whatever had given him away. He liked being alone and who knows what would come after him if everyone could track him down now. Well he could do what he came for anyways, but that would make a bigger mess... or a bigger show if this was the proper audience.
"What're you lot here for, a business meeting or a god damned security contract?" He was asking a question based entirely on their profile appearance but it was as polite as he could get at this time.
Alden Jerome Anderson
Alden had actually arrived in Tokyo the previous week. He didn't have a hard time finding the building he was looking for either. He had the taxi driver take him directly to Shinra Tower, the former government capital building, renamed as such after the Shinra's recent takeover. It was a tall building, but not even close to the tallest in the area. He wanted to secure what he assumed would be his base of operations, and Mr. Shinra, his soon to be employer. He was thinking 3 moves ahead. From the sound of the invitation, this was a long term job. With nowhere to go after his termination with Imperial Cybernetics Research, he planned on taking this job, and few things would make him reconsider.
After taking in the surroundings, and the building, he closed his eyes and took a deep breath. He gave into his sense of wanderlust. He began his stroll, although calling it a stroll was an understatement. He spent the next week wandering the surrounding area. He slept whenever he felt like it, and he ate while walking. He walked up and down several buildings more then once, grumbling to himself when he did so, angry at himself for the wasted time. At the end of the week, he walked back up to the building, a little later then he was supposed to be, but happy with his endeavor. He had most of the surrounding few blocks memorized, having picked out all of the advantageous spots in town for various reasons, both for sniping and counter-sniping. He smiled to himself, turning to take one more look at the town before walking in. He was often scolded for his wanderlust, but it came in handy when he was given plenty of time to scout an area.
He walked up to the receptionist. "I'm here to see Mr. Shira." The woman huffed, she seemed to be sick of the question, or perhaps the characters asking the question. "Top Floor, the guards will let you through. Wait outside the office."
"Thank You!" He said gratefully, despite her attitude. He ran up to the closing elevator, tossing his case in the way to keep the door from closing on him. He walked in a picked up his case, slinging it over his shoulder once more. He hit the button for the top floor.
He arrived to several people talking to each other, and entered the conversation on a strange note.
"What're you lot here for, a business meeting or a god damned security contract?"
Alden chimed in. "From what I understand were here to help Mr. Shinra with a special project. He walked up to the man who had spoke out, and stuck out his hand. "Alden Jerome Anderson." He looked around to the others and said, "Nice to make all of your acquaintance."
Alden had actually arrived in Tokyo the previous week. He didn't have a hard time finding the building he was looking for either. He had the taxi driver take him directly to Shinra Tower, the former government capital building, renamed as such after the Shinra's recent takeover. It was a tall building, but not even close to the tallest in the area. He wanted to secure what he assumed would be his base of operations, and Mr. Shinra, his soon to be employer. He was thinking 3 moves ahead. From the sound of the invitation, this was a long term job. With nowhere to go after his termination with Imperial Cybernetics Research, he planned on taking this job, and few things would make him reconsider.
After taking in the surroundings, and the building, he closed his eyes and took a deep breath. He gave into his sense of wanderlust. He began his stroll, although calling it a stroll was an understatement. He spent the next week wandering the surrounding area. He slept whenever he felt like it, and he ate while walking. He walked up and down several buildings more then once, grumbling to himself when he did so, angry at himself for the wasted time. At the end of the week, he walked back up to the building, a little later then he was supposed to be, but happy with his endeavor. He had most of the surrounding few blocks memorized, having picked out all of the advantageous spots in town for various reasons, both for sniping and counter-sniping. He smiled to himself, turning to take one more look at the town before walking in. He was often scolded for his wanderlust, but it came in handy when he was given plenty of time to scout an area.
He walked up to the receptionist. "I'm here to see Mr. Shira." The woman huffed, she seemed to be sick of the question, or perhaps the characters asking the question. "Top Floor, the guards will let you through. Wait outside the office."
"Thank You!" He said gratefully, despite her attitude. He ran up to the closing elevator, tossing his case in the way to keep the door from closing on him. He walked in a picked up his case, slinging it over his shoulder once more. He hit the button for the top floor.
He arrived to several people talking to each other, and entered the conversation on a strange note.
"What're you lot here for, a business meeting or a god damned security contract?"
Alden chimed in. "From what I understand were here to help Mr. Shinra with a special project. He walked up to the man who had spoke out, and stuck out his hand. "Alden Jerome Anderson." He looked around to the others and said, "Nice to make all of your acquaintance."
Axel moved his goggles up to his forehead, the light in the building stung his eyes a bit but was still dim enough that he could see normally. He even brought his headphones to his neck, once more it was quiet enough where he didn't need to cover his ears. He left the earplugs in just in case something like the elevator went off. Finally he lowered the respirator, he didn't want to waste the filters on such a small group of people. He heard the elevator as it came up, and a man stepped out. This occurred about at the same timing as his question to everyone else here.
"From what I understand were here to help Mr. Shinra with a special project." The man answered, to Axel he was on the loud side but that was because he was talking normally. Furthermore the guy walked up to him and opted to shake his hand during introduction,"Alden Jerome Anderson."A rather bland introduction, but Axel gripped the guys fingertips with his own...he'd just about had enough personal contact today and offered the quick yet wimpy handshake the grip allowed.
"Axel Grunemann, if this is some kind of special project then everyone here is packing skills. Personally, you name it I can drive it...and ego aside I doubt there's a person on the planet that can beat me in a close range fight. I'm also fairly adept at other things, if we share now we might be able to figure out what we're here for." He didn't mention he'd had no real combat training, but his augments made him formidable in confined spaces. Short of a ridiculously large or busy room, his augments let him catch and react to even the slightest of movements faster than average human could process. Even augmented individuals had difficulty keeping up, of course this meant him too. His brain had a really hard time keeping up with the speed of his reflexes at times.
"From what I understand were here to help Mr. Shinra with a special project." The man answered, to Axel he was on the loud side but that was because he was talking normally. Furthermore the guy walked up to him and opted to shake his hand during introduction,"Alden Jerome Anderson."A rather bland introduction, but Axel gripped the guys fingertips with his own...he'd just about had enough personal contact today and offered the quick yet wimpy handshake the grip allowed.
"Axel Grunemann, if this is some kind of special project then everyone here is packing skills. Personally, you name it I can drive it...and ego aside I doubt there's a person on the planet that can beat me in a close range fight. I'm also fairly adept at other things, if we share now we might be able to figure out what we're here for." He didn't mention he'd had no real combat training, but his augments made him formidable in confined spaces. Short of a ridiculously large or busy room, his augments let him catch and react to even the slightest of movements faster than average human could process. Even augmented individuals had difficulty keeping up, of course this meant him too. His brain had a really hard time keeping up with the speed of his reflexes at times.
Jack watched as an African-American (because, obviously, the tint of his skin made him so, no matter if his nationality was actually just African, or even British, or anywhere else his family might have decided to move to) and then a lithe, graceful young woman entered the parlor off the main penthouse office. He could tell the man had ocular augments by his 'sunglasses', but couldn't be sure of further augmentations. Scars from any operations inserting cranial implants would be hidden under his hair, and anything else was hidden by his clothing, or was coated in one of several brands of skin-simulating materials. The girl's movements gave her away if nothing else; she had bio augments, and was probably some sort of dancer to boot. Jack sighed in disappointment at the corruption of humanity; she might have been pretty had she not been mutilated. Still, he'd seen far worse cases. What could his contact want with them, though? What game was he playing? Perhaps they were dissatisfied with what the corporations had sold them, and were now going to help speak out and further the message of Purity by displaying themselves as victims? It was possible, but somewhat unlikely. Jack couldn't just sit here all morning, though. He uploaded the feed from his VR goggles to the net so his associates could continue to watch, then pushed his goggles up and set his cup of instant ramen on the coffee table. He gave a wave to the sympathizer whose apartment he'd been staying at, and left.
It took lees than ten minutes by subway to put him outside of the Shinra Tower. While he had been riding, he continued to watch the office using his goggles. Quite the diverse group was beginning to form, with a heavily augmented man trying to kick open the door, and another stepping out from the elevator behind him. More people than Jack would have guessed. Nothing that he could do, though. He was committed to his course. If this did all turn out to be a trap, and he was killed, at least PHC would have footage of his death. It would cause quite a scandal, and hopefully draw more to the cause. Jack would much prefer to live, but martyrdom had its perks. While on the train, he also listened to some music, did some editing for a video he planned to upload later, and practiced his latest pen flipping. No sense wasting time, right? It was when he reached the Tower itself and walked inside that he had to focus. Mostly. He could still listen to his music and flip the pen around. He looked at the woman behind the reception desk, who after giving him a glance up and down narrowed her already squinty eyes, then glanced at the elevator. Jack ignored her. Instead, he continued around the corner, opening a door into a stairwell that spiraled up into infinity. It would be a long climb, but Jack had plenty of energy. Besides, he wouldn't be tricked into using the elevator. That's what they wanted him to do.
It took lees than ten minutes by subway to put him outside of the Shinra Tower. While he had been riding, he continued to watch the office using his goggles. Quite the diverse group was beginning to form, with a heavily augmented man trying to kick open the door, and another stepping out from the elevator behind him. More people than Jack would have guessed. Nothing that he could do, though. He was committed to his course. If this did all turn out to be a trap, and he was killed, at least PHC would have footage of his death. It would cause quite a scandal, and hopefully draw more to the cause. Jack would much prefer to live, but martyrdom had its perks. While on the train, he also listened to some music, did some editing for a video he planned to upload later, and practiced his latest pen flipping. No sense wasting time, right? It was when he reached the Tower itself and walked inside that he had to focus. Mostly. He could still listen to his music and flip the pen around. He looked at the woman behind the reception desk, who after giving him a glance up and down narrowed her already squinty eyes, then glanced at the elevator. Jack ignored her. Instead, he continued around the corner, opening a door into a stairwell that spiraled up into infinity. It would be a long climb, but Jack had plenty of energy. Besides, he wouldn't be tricked into using the elevator. That's what they wanted him to do.
"... if we share now we might be able to figure out what we're here for."
Samuel had remained fairly quiet up til this point, though admittedly not as quiet as the woman who'd arrived just after himself, but since that would require everyone's answers, he decided to speak up. "Well, I'm a security specialist for Newton Specialized. We weren't given any explanation other than Mr. Shinra requesting to speak with me." His voice was low so as not to disturb Axel, who was clearly sensitive to noise, or so his HUD was telling him.
Realizing a bit late that Alden's last statement had been to the whole group, and this included Samuel, he rose and extended his own hand. "Sorry, almost forgot. My name is Samuel Obodo. It's nice to meet you as well."
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With a bit more tweaking, Amelia was able to gain access to the rest of the cranial implant, including the audio receptors. She was just considering informing her host that she had taken up temporary residence in his skull, when she head something of interest. Apparently this man, Samuel Obodo s she now knew he was called, worked for Newton Specialized. Since she didn't want to be deleted upon discovery, Amelia decided to hold off talking to him until she'd saved herself to a few computers, and thus knew she couldn't be eliminated quite as easily.
In her search for a reasonably secure, but not too secure of course, place to store the backups, Amelia noted that, among the things being broadcast from the building, one was a real-time video feed. After stashing away the backup data, Amelia patched into the feed. Currently, it showed a first-person view of someone walking up stairs. Assuming this would be explained at some point Amelia kept watching, though she did keep a good deal of her attention on the group on the top floor. Maybe while she was at it, she'd hack into the building's video cameras.
Samuel had remained fairly quiet up til this point, though admittedly not as quiet as the woman who'd arrived just after himself, but since that would require everyone's answers, he decided to speak up. "Well, I'm a security specialist for Newton Specialized. We weren't given any explanation other than Mr. Shinra requesting to speak with me." His voice was low so as not to disturb Axel, who was clearly sensitive to noise, or so his HUD was telling him.
Realizing a bit late that Alden's last statement had been to the whole group, and this included Samuel, he rose and extended his own hand. "Sorry, almost forgot. My name is Samuel Obodo. It's nice to meet you as well."
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With a bit more tweaking, Amelia was able to gain access to the rest of the cranial implant, including the audio receptors. She was just considering informing her host that she had taken up temporary residence in his skull, when she head something of interest. Apparently this man, Samuel Obodo s she now knew he was called, worked for Newton Specialized. Since she didn't want to be deleted upon discovery, Amelia decided to hold off talking to him until she'd saved herself to a few computers, and thus knew she couldn't be eliminated quite as easily.
In her search for a reasonably secure, but not too secure of course, place to store the backups, Amelia noted that, among the things being broadcast from the building, one was a real-time video feed. After stashing away the backup data, Amelia patched into the feed. Currently, it showed a first-person view of someone walking up stairs. Assuming this would be explained at some point Amelia kept watching, though she did keep a good deal of her attention on the group on the top floor. Maybe while she was at it, she'd hack into the building's video cameras.
Looking around Liara just simply smiled and shook her head, "I'm sorry for being so quiet, but I'm not especially good with people." Rubbing her arms she looked around to everyone else and retreated to a less crowded spot and continued. "From what I understand it would seem we were called here to help free the rest of Japan, though I'm only here as a formality more than hired help like the rest of you."
After scanning the room she looked at her watch, "Mr. Shinra should be here in a while from what I know he's a really busy person, so he might come or he might not even show up and just give us orders over a video phone." Coughing slightly she blushed, "Oh right my name is Liara Thompson who are you guys? And please be formal about it, we're going to be working together from now on so at least try to get along ok?"
After scanning the room she looked at her watch, "Mr. Shinra should be here in a while from what I know he's a really busy person, so he might come or he might not even show up and just give us orders over a video phone." Coughing slightly she blushed, "Oh right my name is Liara Thompson who are you guys? And please be formal about it, we're going to be working together from now on so at least try to get along ok?"
"Nice to meet you Samuel. I'm a former security specialist for Imperial Cybernetic, up until very recently. I was surprised at how quickly I was contacted. It was only about half an hour after my official termination that I got a message from Mr. Shinra asking me to come work with him. He even mentioned the fact that I was unemployed."
Alden paused to set down his case. He stood it upright, and put one elbow on it, leaning heavily, giving him a very casual appearance.
"I never expected this many people. I expected a small security force, but this seems more then that. Even stranger given that he plans to hire us all "indefinitely", or that's what he wrote to me at least."
He looked to the group, and saw an interesting number of characters. He wondered why they were picked here.
"What else is there? We've got a few security specialists, but just from look we've got different skill sets. And a few bios too with some..........strange augments. Why us?"
Alden paused to set down his case. He stood it upright, and put one elbow on it, leaning heavily, giving him a very casual appearance.
"I never expected this many people. I expected a small security force, but this seems more then that. Even stranger given that he plans to hire us all "indefinitely", or that's what he wrote to me at least."
He looked to the group, and saw an interesting number of characters. He wondered why they were picked here.
"What else is there? We've got a few security specialists, but just from look we've got different skill sets. And a few bios too with some..........strange augments. Why us?"
Onwards and upwards, upwards and onwards. Step step step step step, turn, step step step step step, turn. Repeat. Jack was panting lightly after the first dozen floors or so, and his legs had begun to burn with the effort of lifting him up over and over again, but he wasn't really tired. His pen had stopped twirling around his fingers after the twentieth floor, though, no longer needing the mindless activity as an outlet for his energy. Still, he continued, even when he had to cross over to a new stairwell on the thirtieth floor. They planned on him taking an elevator, and he wasn't going to fall for that. Besides, this is what being human was all about. Someone with cybernetic legs wouldn't feel their muscles burn, someone with cybernetic lungs wouldn't have to think about how to measure their breathing. They wouldn't feel the triumph of conquering each landing, each and every step. Someone with biological augments would still feel the strain, he supposed, but they were a disgrace to nature, so it didn't matter. No, Jack was pure, and Jack was alive, each and every part of him. And as he climbed those stairs, he could feel it, and relished the sensations. The thumping beats of his electronic music pulsed through his headphones to his ears in time with his steps taking him up ever higher. He completely zoned out for a time, caught up in the rhythmic music and the repeating visual of the seemingly endless staircase. He only came back to the moment when the stairs ended. He wasn't sure how many he had climbed, or what floor he was now on, but it didn't matter. He grinned to himself, feeling satisfied, and pushed open the door to the stairwell. He came out in a small hallway next to a couple of bathrooms just off of the waiting room where everyone had gathered. He took a quick drink from a water fountain and checked the hacked camera feed he was streaming. Others had arrived, and were talking. He had missed most of the conversation so far, but it seemed like they were trying to figure out what one man could want with all of them. It was to this that Jack finally stepped out into their midst.
He was dressed in a pair of baggy black pants, the bottoms of which were torn and worn. Three different belts circled his waist, hanging down from his hips to varying degrees. He wore a tight blue shirt beneath a zip-up sweatshirt, the front of which was currently open, and a charcoal colored cloth circled his neck. His goggles were pushed up to his forehead, which only drew the eyes to his short yet wildly spiked hair. His blue eyes passed over each of those that had arrived so far, while his lips twitched towards a frown. Had a more diverse group ever been gathered? Such a wide array of augmentations, and now a man with none at all. But perhaps Mr. Shinra would soon enlighten them.
He was dressed in a pair of baggy black pants, the bottoms of which were torn and worn. Three different belts circled his waist, hanging down from his hips to varying degrees. He wore a tight blue shirt beneath a zip-up sweatshirt, the front of which was currently open, and a charcoal colored cloth circled his neck. His goggles were pushed up to his forehead, which only drew the eyes to his short yet wildly spiked hair. His blue eyes passed over each of those that had arrived so far, while his lips twitched towards a frown. Had a more diverse group ever been gathered? Such a wide array of augmentations, and now a man with none at all. But perhaps Mr. Shinra would soon enlighten them.
Samuel sat back down after the former security specialist, who had failed to mention his name, had acknowledged his welcome. He nodded to Liara to show that he'd heard her, and as another greeting. He didn't introduce himself though, as he'd just finished doing so when she'd asked. She'd been in the room the whole time, so he assumed that the question was directed at the others. Another thing that caught Samuel's interest, was the girl's statement that she was just there as a formality.
Before he could inquire as to why she might think that, a many with improbably spiky hair stepped into the room. The way he was dressed didn't strongly indicate why he was here, other than it being unlikely he was here for a job interview. Perhaps he was there for the same reason the rest were? In terms of clothing, Samuel himself was distinctly less inconspicuous. Garbed in loose black slacks, a dark shirt, and a long, trench coat , he looked something like a spy or private detective out of a nineteen-fifties noir film.
Before he could inquire as to why she might think that, a many with improbably spiky hair stepped into the room. The way he was dressed didn't strongly indicate why he was here, other than it being unlikely he was here for a job interview. Perhaps he was there for the same reason the rest were? In terms of clothing, Samuel himself was distinctly less inconspicuous. Garbed in loose black slacks, a dark shirt, and a long, trench coat , he looked something like a spy or private detective out of a nineteen-fifties noir film.
Alfred was glancing at each person that introduced themselves behind the reflective glass of his helmet. They were all quite the characters. The ones that looked like security specialists seemed to be more of the sneak around or take cover type. When describing his own line of work, he considered himself to simply be a gun for hire. He particularly disliked the rude one.
"Hello messieurs..." He looked at Liara. "and madame. My name is Alfred Dubois. When Shinra sent his message he put a number so high I just couldn't refuse the offer of his employment. Personally I think Japan is a boring shit hole but I hope that this job will prove me wrong." Alfred said as he moved to a chair to sit down in.
"Hello messieurs..." He looked at Liara. "and madame. My name is Alfred Dubois. When Shinra sent his message he put a number so high I just couldn't refuse the offer of his employment. Personally I think Japan is a boring shit hole but I hope that this job will prove me wrong." Alfred said as he moved to a chair to sit down in.
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No worries! Real life comes first and all. It's peak season with work for me as well, so I've been glad I'm not getting left behind. I'd rather be able to keep up with what's going on than have to try and stay current with a dozen posts a day.
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I'm not sure about Roku but Neko is kind of waiting for Hoga to post as Shinra (even in another roleplay he's been kinda dead he's streaming on twitch.tv lately) so this might pitter out in a bit I'll get a hold of Hoga this weekend (we might be hanging out) and try to get him back on track
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Yeah I know. It'll be kinda awkward if we advance the conversation too far without their input, but then again, they've had like 5 or 6 days now to post something. I'd recommend keeping things going, and if they need to catch up if and when they post again, then better that than the rp dying of inactivity.
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I agree. I was waiting on Nekohina and Roku Mushabuki, but I can start working on a post now if you'd like.
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Come on guys, things were off to such a good start! Let's keep it going, they're just getting to know each other.
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sorry for not posting until now I kinda forgot about this RP to tell you the truth xD but after looking it over I posted so don't worry I'll devote this one the time and effort it deserves.
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No problen Dominion. I made my char's first post, and after a bit of conversation I'll pull everyone into the office.
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I made my first post as well! It started getting a little bit long, but Jack is too paranoid a person to just "show up" personally at an office with half a dozen other people he doesn't know. He'll likely enter physically in my next one.
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I posted but it was rushed as I really couldn't think of what to say lol but I hope you're all able to follow it and get the story rolling but also I'm thinking of making another character if you want Hoga I can even make a villain if you want it's not that hard to do some tweaking with the one I'm going to make.
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My first post is up. It covers both Samuel and Amelia, leading to Amelia's part being somewhat small.
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Chars up now too! LEts get this rolling. Tell your friends! We could use more cyber augs.
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I need to figure out how Jack will react to an A.I. program. On the one hand, I think he'll love electronics and be fascinated by it, but on the other hand, somewhat put off at how it's trying to mimic being human? Since the purity of humanity is pretty important to him. Of course, you can't miss the irony of how, in a world where humans are trying to be more and more like machines, one machine is looking to be as human as possible. It going to be a lot of fun, that's for sure!
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Sounds good Obvious. I wished for something similar so that will work out just fine.
I'm sure you will do fine Dominion. We all have faith in you.
Everyone make sure to tell your friends about this role play. I'm sure we can get more people then this!
I'm sure you will do fine Dominion. We all have faith in you.
Everyone make sure to tell your friends about this role play. I'm sure we can get more people then this!
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Wow, things have really been coming along here over the weekend! Hopefully I'll do you guys proud when we get into things and I actually start to play Jack instead of just make him. Don't wanna let anyone down!
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I did indeed have a plan. Due to his neural implants, Samuel can hook up to the net wirelessly from his head. In my first post, Amelia will be found again by whatever organization it is that's been tracking her, and she finds a place to hide. That place being inside Samuel's implants.
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I approved both chars. Very pleased with both. I plan on making my character tonight, and we can possibly get the ball rolling here. Also I'm just curious how Amelia is going to join all of us. Did you have a plan?