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REPO! A Genetic Beginning

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21st Century Cure||Repo! The Genetic Opera
“ So why care for these petty obsessions?
Your designer heart still beats with common blood!
And what if you could have genetic perfection,
Would you change who you are, if you could?
'Cause it's quick, it's clean, and it's pure! (All you really need is)
It could change your life, rest assured. (All you got to have is)
It's the 21st Century Cure! (All you need is surgery! )
And it's my job, to steal and rob...”








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Blind Mag’s Youngest Daughter||Age:17||FC Susan Coffey||TAKEN by StarMorrison

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The GraveRobber||Age: 22||FC Benedict Cumberbatch||TAKEN by ME

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Blind Mag’s Oldest Daughter||Age:19||FC Megan Fox||TAKEN by ME

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Repo Man||Age: (22-24)||FC Andy Sixx|| TAKEN by StarMorrison



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Blind Mag's Husband||Age: 45||FC Johnny Deep|| NPC

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Blind Mag||Age: 40||FC Sarah Brightman||NPC

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Blind Mag's son/GraveRobber||Age: 24||FC Terrance Zdunich||NPC

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Rotti Largo||Age: 43||FC Paul Sorvino ||NPC

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Nathan\Repo Man||Age: 42||FC Anthony Head|| NPC





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Echo was supposed to be home, not walking the out walking the sleazy streets of the downtown district. Prostitutes at every corner and with what she was wearing and the amount of make-up, she could easily be mistaken for one of them, if you didn’t know that she was Richard Luxbane’s daughter of course. There were very few people who didn’t know her family, her father was after all the co-founder of the infamous organ company GenCo, with Mr. Largo as his partner. Then there was her mother, who was plastered on every digital billboard. It was hard to overlook who her and her sister were. Her brother however, had left home before her family had gotten famous and very few people knew he existed.

She slipped down a back alley way, before finally coming to the back door to one of the underground clubs, known as ToNic. Where Zydrate ruled and your social standing didn’t matter. She knocked on the door, three solid times and when the door opened, they let her in. The music the dark music got louder as she went down the stairs and when she got the open door way she paused, a smirk crept onto her lips as she took in the scene.

A haze of smoke, made it hard to see anything with the dark purple lights, but the one thing that stood out was the familiar glow of the blue Zydrate, that lit the pockets of the dealers or Graverobbers as most knew them of. You knew who they were. The atmosphere was brilliantly unreal and Echo felt more at home here then she did anywhere else. She pushed through the crowds intent on finding her brother. She was craving a fix herself and she knew her brother had the purest and cleanest illegal Zydrate on the market.

She finally spotted him in the corner of the club, a girl on either side of him and she climbed up the stairs of the VIP section and they let her past already known that Zeydon was he brother. He raised a brow looking over his sister, before smirking.

“Evening, baby sister.” He said casually, giving her a nod of his head. “Glad you could make it.” He said, his composure calm and cool like always.

She scoffed crossing her arms in front of her. “Don’t call me that.” She sighed. “You know what I came here for, so hand it over and no one gets hurt.” She smirked, teasing him.

He matched her smirk with one of his own. “Right.” He said as the girls moved out of his way and he stood up, pulling out one of the guns and a glowing glass vile and Echo watched him load the gun, her heartbeat speeding up, like always. He grabbed her arm flipping it so her palm was facing up as he placed the gun against her skin. She took a took a sharp breath as the gun went off and if he hadn’t been standing their she would have fell to the floor, but he caught her and help her sit at the table, until she could stand by herself. She could feel everything, the music seemed clearer. She closed her eyes letting the drug set in before finally opening her eyes and glancing to her brother who was sitting across from her at the table now.

“I thought you were bringing Tia?” she asked and her brother smirked.

“She’ll be here, I sent a friend of mind to get her.” He shrugged.



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In all honesty, X had never been on the wealthy side of town, he’d never had any reason to. His life was made in the downtown district. He was used to be surrounded by women and selling his drug. He wasn’t used to the quite streets of the upper side of town where all the snobs, who could actually afford the new found organ replacement. It was sick really the way there world worked now, not that he cared all that much. He was in the wealthy part of town only because Z had asked a favor of him.

Normally he was selfish and didn’t go out of his way for others, but he felt like he owed a lot to Zeydon for introducing him to his world. Without it he’d be helpless, probably dead. So when he’d asked him to stop by his house and get his little sister, he hadn’t exactly been excited about the idea, but he’d agreed to it. He pulled the piece of note paper out of his black trench coat as he looked over the address again and glanced up to the large mansion in front of him. He sighed as he made his way up the path, making his way around the back where Z had told him his sister’s room was.

What he was about to do was considered breaking and entering. Not that, that was the worst thing he’d done, he’d just hoped the girl would give him a chance to explain himself before she freaked out. He glanced up to the second story, the window was open just like Zeydon had told him it would be.

“Here goes nothing.” He breathed as he climbed up the side of his house desperately hoping no one would catch him, because he just looked like he was about to rob the place. When he’d finally made it to her window, he climbed inside. However, she wasn’t there, the lights were on but the room was empty. Zeydon had told him not to go to the front door, because his father would freak out, so now here he was in some young girls room he didn’t even know, he sighed rubbing the back of his neck as he sat down on the bed, full intending for the girl to come back.



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Hestia leaned her head back, letting the warm water hit her in the face. She had gotten a case of the chills and the easiest way to stop it, was a warm shower. It wasn't the greatest way to spend a 17th birthday evening, but then again, knowing you had less than a year to live wasn't a great present either.

Hestia had stage 3 III lung cancer, bordering on stage IV. The cancer hadn't yet spread to her other organs, but by now, it was only a matter of time. There were already days where it was all she could do to simply get out of bed in the morning. She'd been assured by her parents and her parents Business parter, Rotti Largo, that she would survive this, but as the years went by and they still had no cure, she wasn't sure anymore.

Soon, Hestia turned the silver handle in the shower until the water stopped. The bathroom was full of steam, enough so that Hestia couldn't stop the small bout of coughs that slipped through her lips. When her lungs stopped seizing, Hestia let out a shaky breath and leaned against the bathroom counter. All things considered, she felt pretty good today.

After a few more minutes to dry off and get dressed, Hestia left her on suit bathroom and went into her bedroom where she stopped cold. Sitting on her bed was a man she was quite certain hadn't been there before. She narrowed her eyes slightly, giving him a once over before deciding he was likely one of her brothers friends.

"If you're a graverobber looking for Zydrate, you're a little early." She said, raising her arm and coughing once into her bent elbow.



Dante


Dante sat almost completely still in the dark, not a single muscle twitching as he waited. He was new to this job, but damn was he good at what he did. He was silent, a near perfect assassin as he waited for the target. In his mind, he went over the file he'd seen earlier, having memorized the important parts.

Henry Lewis: 34 year old man who had suffered liver failure a few years back. Having gotten a new liver from GeneCo, Henry had continued to go about his life like any regular individual with a few added years would. Within the past month though, his payments had stopped and GeneCo wanted that liver back.

Dante flexed his hand, gripping the rather long, sharp scalpel like object in his leather gloved hand. He took in a deep, long breath, letting out slowly. He knew that at any moment, Mr. Lewis would walk through the heavy metal door opposite Dante, drunk and staggering down the alley. Dante was more than ready, almost anxious to strike.

Soon, as expected, the door swung open and the drunken man stumbled out of the bar, mumbling to himself about something. Dante narrowed his eyes, flipping the switch in his helmet, causing the blue glow to give him better vision in the dark alley. He followed the man, knocking him into a corner with a single push. Mr. Lewis stumbled to the side, sinking to the ground as he lost his footing. He looked up at the mask of the Repo man before him and attempted to shield his body with his arms. Dante almost laughed at the feeble attempt as he used his knife to cut the mans arm. The cut wasn't deep, but it was precise. If the liver removal didn't kill him, the cut to his forearm would.

"Hey, Man... Look, i'll pay. I just need more time!" Mr. Lewis tried to reason with Dante, beg for more time. Dante rolled his eyes. They always begged. None of the people he was sent after seemed to realize that once they saw him, it was far too late for them. Their number had been called and they had a short time left on earth.

With another quick flick of his knife, the man's stomach was opened and Dante reached in, digging for the liver that belonged to GeneCo. He had been trained medically for some time. Originally he'd wanted to be a doctor, to save people, But the job of a repo man had seemed more appealing, oddly enough. Dante figured it was the freedom and the extra money, but part of him wondered if he just enjoyed it.


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Dante found himself outside a more than familiar club. He spent many night there, in ToNic, unwinding from the job he had taken. Tonight was no different. After delivering the liver back to GeneCo, Dante had thought of nothing but settling in for the night and getting himself good and wasted. Without hesitation he entered the club and made his way to the bar, the music washing over him like a relaxing wave.

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The intensity off the Zydrate had started to wear off enough for Echo to function without her brother having to hold her up and so then, she’d headed down to the dance floor and lost herself in the vibrations of the music and the dark dancing lights. She’d lost track of time and thought she should check and see if her sister had made it their yet. She pushed past people, until she found herself at the bar. She ordered a drink and the bartender slid her one, something glowing a neon purple color and she downed it without hesitation. It was no secret that the Luxbane siblings were victims to the underground scene and soon their youngest sibling would be joining their favorite obsession.

When she’d finished one drink she’d ordered another, Echo could never just have one. She was obsessive when it came to liquor and Zydrate. She pulled out her cigarette case and placed a cigarette between her lips, before tucking the case back into her bar and feeling around for her lighter until she realized she didn’t have one.

“Shit.” She said under her breath glancing around, her eyes falling on a guy at the bar nd she smirked as she walked over to him, sitting down in the chair next to him, she turned in the chair to face him, crossing one leg over the other. “Hey there Kitten, you got a light?” she said her voice smooth like velvet.

He was strange, then again everyone was these days. Echo was just as strange. She held the cigarette between her fingertips, keeping her eyes on him as she waited for his reply. Echo was easy on the eyes and beautiful, which made seducing guys fairly easy for her or in this case scoring a lighter.



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Xavier sat on the bed, keeping his eyes focused on the vial of glowing blue liquid he held up in front of him, between his index finger and his thumb as he waited for the girl out of boredom. He had figured out by the sound of running water that she was in the shower and he was hoping the her parents would walk in to find him sitting on their daughters bed like some kind of creep. Eventually though the water had shut off and he tucked the vial away as he waited for the girl to enter the room. He hadn’t missed the confused look on her face when she entered to room wrapped in nothing but a towel, but he didn’t bother to look away, because Graverobbers didn’t exactly have a reputation for being gentlemen like.

"If you're a graverobber looking for Zydrate, you're a little early." she said, just as she raised her arm to cough and he sighed.

He didn’t know exactly what she meant by that, but he assumed it had something to do with what Z had mentioned about her being terminal. If GenCo couldn’t find a cure for his sister she’d be dead within the year and that was why he was introducing her to the club scene in the first place, he wanted her to have a good time, before she passed away. X stood then and gave a simple bow of his head and flashed the girl a perfectly charming smile.

“Well, I’m sure the Zydrate I could steal from you would be rather pure, all things considered.” He said referring to her wealthy upbringing, with a casual smirk on his face. “However, my dear Hestia is it?” he said keeping his eyes on her. “That’s not what I’ve come here for, I’ve come to escort you to ToNic, it is your birthday if I’m not mistaken?” he said raising a brow. “You should get dressed and will get going.” He said simply.




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Dante stared into the neon colored drink set before him. He always found it rather interesting how the drinks glowed under the neon colored lights of the club. Then again... It seemed everything that wasn't black or what, was neon in some respect. He supposed the drinks following the color coordination of the world he lived in wasn't so surprising.

Quickly, and without another thought, the drink was gone, down Dante's throat leaving nothing but an empty test tube like glass. He tapped the counter, requesting another drink without a word. He came here so often he didn't need to say a thing. The bartender, whichever was one duty that night, knew what to get him, and how much he would drink. This pleased Dante, as it meant the wait between drinks was practically nothing.

He was already through his third strange test tube drink when a young woman slid into the seat next to him. He glanced to the side, scanning the girl over before turning back to his empty glass. It hadn't been changed yet for a full one. Hmm... He thought to himself, A frown playing on the edge of his lips. Dante switched his cold stare back to the woman next to him. She was pretty enough, as women in this city often were. With the help of the surgeons it was nearly impossible to separate who was natural, and who was living on borrowed parts.

With a movement so quick even a seasoned surgeon would be in awe, Dante had reached into his coat pocket, pulled out a silver lighter, flicked it, and held it to the tip of the girls cigarette. As soon as he saw the tip glow red, he closed his lighter and placed it safely back inside his pocket. "There you are." He said. As he watched her, He felt the familiar sensation of an empty glass leaving his hands, replaced by one much fuller. Without pausing to look, he raised the glass to his lips and drained it.


Hestia


Hestia watched in mild interest as the man stood and gave a slight bow and a charming smile. She smirked slightly at his response. Her family was one of the wealthiest in the region, thanks to GeneCo. It hardly mattered though. All the wealth in the world wasn't enough to rid her of the cancer spreading through her body.

"Do you often crawl through the windows of young girls with the intent of taking them to shady night clubs?" She asked. She knew all about ToNic, thanks to her brother and sister, two of the undergrounds most notable people for their own reasons. Of course, she had every intention of turning out just like her siblings. She had little time left on this earth, why not enjoy it?

She let her eyes wander the man before her. Her brother had good taste in friends, she'd give him that. "Give me a few minutes." She said after a moments thought. Hestia then crossed her bedroom, coming to a stop in front of her large armoire. She pulled the doors open and scanned her eyes over the clothes inside, packed quite tightly together. One of her perks of her family she presumed. She'd been given more than she knew what to do with.

Settling on a black dress, as usual, she grabbed it and dropped her towel then and there. Hestia was far from shy. Besides, she knew the graverobber types saw plenty more than her. At least She was alive. Hestia dressed then, grabbing a pair of black heels as well. When she finished, she faced Xavier.

She rested one hand on her slender hip. "Ready when you are."

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Echo wasn’t entirely sure how he’d react. Her father had warned her time and time again not only to stay out of the clubs, but to stay away from guys like the guy she’d just asked for a light from. Their world was dangerous, not that Echo had much to worry about. She’d been among the very few to be blessed with perfect genetics, so much so she hadn’t had to have any transplants or surgeries. So it wasn’t like any Repo Man would be after her, that was almost impossible considering who her father was. Her sister however had not been so lucky and Echo would give anything to switch places with her sister.

Echo had almost come to terms with the fact that he wasn’t going to help her, when he downed another drink and she pressed the cigarette to her lips, getting ready to turn her back to him and asked the guy sitting on the other side of her. Only she barely had a chance to place the cigarette between her lips, before he was lighting it. His hand was steady as he lit it, before he pulled away.

"There you are." he said and she watched him slip the lighter back into his pocket and she raised a brow looking him over with a wicked smirk on her lips. She took a long much need drag from the cigarette, letting the smoke sit in her mouth for a moment, before blowing it out the corner of her perfectly glossed lips.

“Cute trick.” She cooed “Makes me wonder what else you can do with those hands.” She said casually as she smoked her cigarette. He was bad, she knew that much, simply by looking at him. She’d learned a long time ago how to out who was good, who was bad, and who was just trying to survive. “If you happen to get lonely, come find me.” She said holding his eyes as she stomped out her cigarette on the bar, before hopping down from the bar stool heading back out to the dance floor.




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"Do you often crawl through the windows of young girls with the intent of taking them to shady night clubs?" She asked and he only shrugged in return, a simple, yet charming half smirk on his lips. "Give me a few minutes." he nodded as he walked over to the window, hands in his pocket, lend up against the wall as he waited for her.

His eyes followed her, she was quite beautiful, much like her older sister. They had a natural beauty that was really all thanks to their mother. He’d been lost in thought and when he finally realized where he was again, he realized his eyes were still on her and she’d dropped her towel. He let his eyes rake over her once, but not more than once, because she was after all his best friend’s little sister, he let his eyes fall to the floor then. Just, like her older siblings, Echo and Z she was nowhere near shy and he couldn’t help but smirk at the thought.

"Ready when you are." her voice pulled him from his thoughts and he glanced up to see she was fully dressed this time.

“Alright, can you climb down yourelf? Or do you need me to toss you over my shoulder, princess?” he teased lightly, before crawling out the window and scaling down the side of the house not bothering to wait for her. He’d never been very good at waiting, nor being gentlemen. Once he was close enough to the grown he hoped down and lend against the side of the house, pulling out a cigarette and lighting it as he waited for the youngest of the Luxbane siblings.



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Dante smirked darkly at the girl. There were many things he could do with hands. Most of which, he knew any sane individual would look on in disgust if they ever saw. Of course, he was equally skilled elsewhere. He considered following her, giving her a private showing of his abilities, but he thought better of it. For the time being, he'd stay put. He wasn't terribly interested in getting mixed up on the dance floor. She had his attention though, and he kept his eyes on her. As soon as she left, he'd follow.

Dante turned back to get another drink, His 5th and final for the night, For the time being anyway. He had plenty to drink back at the shit hole he called a home. No, he had something else on his mind now. He wasn't one for passing up opportunities, and that young lady certainly seemed interested. Most likely, she was high on something, as most patrons of ToNic were, but that didn't matter much to Dante.

He paid the tender, then left the bar, the floor beneath him shifting as the alcohol rushed through his veins. He gave a quick shake of his head and tried to straiten himself out. Once he felt steady on his feet again, he moved to keep a watch on his new friends. He didn't want to miss out on a proper introduction.


Hestia


She felt his eyes on her, but only for a moment. Perhaps this particular graverobber was more of a gentleman than she had expected. Part of her was a little disappointed. She found him rather attractive, but it seemed the feeling wasn't mutual. Perhaps she was wrong and he really was just a gentleman, but either way, Hestia chose not to dwell on it. There were more important matters to attend to, and she was rather looking forward it.

"You know - " She called out the window in a hushed tone. "If you offer to help someone, turning around and leaving them before they can answer isn't a good start." She smirked. She kicked her heels off, knowing that climbing down the side of the house wouldn't be possible in such shoes. She tossed them out the window, hearing them land with a soft thud. Soon after, she followed, surprisingly nimble for a girl so near death.

"Lead the way." She said in a whisper as soon as she felt the dry grass beneath her feet. Thanks to the pollution in the sky, even the best paid gardener couldn't make the grass green in this town. Even those with wealth suffered dead plant life, though not as much as those living in poverty.

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"It's pure and it will change your life my dear. Ask yourself...do you really need it?"

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