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Futuristic A Different Future (An actual Sci-fi rp)

The Jackal

Killer Keemstar
In the 21st century people believed the world would be plunged into chaos as technology grew. But they were wrong; the Earth's future is in the year 2077 and it is bright and lively, with different income opportunities popping up everywhere. Those who see these opportunities benefit and those that don't still live happily. But everything bright will always have a dark side. Below the bustling and happy city is a dark slum where crimes are a regular occurrence and gangs own the different districts. There are two main gangs; The Nameless and The Diamond Devils. You are an inhabitant of these slums. What you do and whether you affiliate yourself with these gangs is your choice but beware of those that call themselves The Void Runners as they will hunt you down with more aggresivness as your crimes become more bold and dangerous so always watch your back or you may find a blade carved into it.
 
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Darius walked outside of his surprisingly large and expensive house that he had 'liberated' from an old friend and headed straight for his bike, he was already in his armor so he had a few worries of being spotted and recognized by and police checkpoints but they were at the back of his mind at the moment. As he got onto his bike and started it up before taking off at a surprising speed for a bike that had just started up a few thoughts flew around his mind mostly being about where he was going to park his bike safely, speeding around the slum streets he swerved in between any cars that were populating the streets not that there were many due to the inhabitants of the slums usually being poor beggars on the streets, he finally arrived outside the HQ of his gang; The Nameless.
 
Jun was outside when he saw Darius ride in on his bike. Jun eyed the area around them carefully, making sure there were no police in pursuit.Jun had taken a particular liking to Darius, he was a solid fighter and was one of honor in combat. "No problems getting here I presume." Jun said to Darius as he opened up the HQ door to let Darius inside.
 
Darius shrugged "Not exactly..... Sorry it took a while I had to bypass a police checkpoint" He had his regular gear with him which consisted of his Heated Blade Katana, his Single Pistol and his Target-finder Shotgun "Now. Down to business" He said as he got off his bike while locking it and set Wyatt to guard it for a while before walking over to Jun and walking into the HQ, greeted by the sight of no one being here "Where is everyone ?" He asked while turning to look at Jun.
 
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"Were the only higher ups left, I got the lower ranks on patrol. The Diamond Devils are gaining ground and Police are cracking down, we are the last of a dying breed Darius" Jun said sadly. If it wasn't Diamond Devils eliminating their crew it was the police anti-gang task force, Jun was a loyal soul, he would never dishonor himself by fleeing, but he wanted to be sure Darius understood the complexity of their situation.
 
Darius shook his head "We'll have to make do....." He said gravely as though he'd lost a family member "Hey, you up for sword training ?" He asked as he reached to the hilt of his katana and smiled underneath his suit.


(Sorry for the short post I've gotta go anyway so.... Bia.... DX)
 
"Another time, but first I have an operation, there's a lot of cash in it for us." Jun said throwing down a portable holoprojector, which almost immediately spurred to life and displayed a map of the city. "The Easy Eight banking company is moving 300 million in gold bars to the National Depository, I think we can make a nice paycheck on that, there going to be moving on the I-38 Highway in Armored Trucks. This may seem like a hard job, but the path of the truck is right above the city sewer pipeline. So we hit the trucks, pack all the gold we can and ferry it down the city sewer line, I already have a buyer in wait. What do you say, this could be our big break? However we are gonna need a good deal of people." Jun said, proud of his formulated plan.
 
Darius stared at the map in awe before waving his hand and rotating the map "Very good, Jun, but you failed to notice that there are 4 manholes within a 50 meter radius of the location.... Meaning that the cops could just as well flush us out with tear gas" As usual Darius had just pointed out another fault in another members plan but he knew better than to point out a plan that Jun had made and he was hoping that he had a good solution for his little fault.
 
Jun smirked, anticipating that move, he then activated the x-ray to show the city sewers, "Were not going to be in the sewers. Average Police response on that highway during business hours is 0:05:11.The sewers are organized so that they can use inertia to move the waste, that means that we only need to pack the gold and dump it into the sewers. The gold will slide down to the coastal waste treatment plant where we can plant men to pick it up. Once our strike team has dropped the gold in the sewers they will disperse head to rendezvous points around the city in heavy slum areas, that will make it hard for the police to commit a search presence and will reduce civilian cooperation."
 
Darius gave a big smile "You always have a solution don't you?' He asked sarcastically before taking out a small data pad and downloading the map that was now hovering around the HQ, this was what Darius had expected and this was what Darius enjoyed; having Jun come back with something that always made sense and always gave an easy solution. His smiled was soon replaced with a frown "How do you know that the men inside the treatment plant won't run off with the gold ?" He asked with a raise of an eyebrow, he had only just thought of this and he hoped that Jun had covered that as well.
 
"What? Our reputations don't count for anything anymore?" Jin inquired. "In any case, I'm going to have the strike teams place explosive traps on the gold packages. Only me and you are going to know the disarming procedure. If anyone at the plant tries something froggy, the cops will be the last of their worries." Jun said


(Hey I gtg, I'll be on tomorrow)
 
Darius smiled at the thought of some nitwitted fool trying to make off with their 'honestly' earned good "Well I see you have covered every little patch... Except for if the Diamond Devils try and steal our score" He said with a slight scowl at the thought of the jewel loving physcos.
 
"That I cant really affect, we'll have to hope that our guys can fend them off. We have guns for a reason Darius. I'm guess we can deploy small detachments of our men to patrol the plant and take out anyone who comes near. So Darius, are we a go?" Jun said looking up from the map at Darius.
 
Darius nodded "Yes, Jun" He drew his shotgun and pulled back the hammer "We are go" Darius headed out the front door and whistled to Wyatt who came running inside "Any errands I need to run ?" He asked with a slight tone of sarcasm as he ran his hand across the back of Wyatt's scaly titanium cover.


 
Flesh. It had so many uses and yet, it was so easily torn unlike armor. Croan lowered the gun and watched the mans blood seep into his plush carpet, she watched as he gasped for air and found none, she watched as he died painfully and slowly. It would've been a moment to savor had it not been wasted by a bullet, she hadn't wished to finish him off quickly but duty called and she had to return to HQ. Sheathing her gun she exited the lavish and extravagant home of a former mob boss, ignoring the distant barking of a dog. The motorcycle moved quietly through the night, slicing through the air and taking her towards her awaiting reward, she had done the deed and she expected payment.
 
[QUOTE="The Jackal](Her reward... Can it be a dead drop that my character as rigged to explode when approached ?)

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(Holy crap, yes. That is amazing. She would be SO pissed.)
 
(I'll have the explosive rigged to send an alert as well so he can collect the body..... Hopefully there will be a body xD )


 
Unknown to Croan was that Darius had been to the dead drop reward and had easily planted an explosive underneath the reward, ready to explode when approached and ready to send an alert to Darius once it went off so that he could collect the body and make up an elaborate story of what caused the explosion, which wasn't easy due to the lack of electricity or small cracks in a wall to hide any motion sensors that would detect the reward collector and reduce him or her to nothing more than a charred body.
 
Croan was possibly going to die. Knowing this was not as frightening as she had thought it would be, it was actually quite ironic in all of its former glory. She stared spitefully at the dead drop from where she lay, charred pieces of wall had somehow managed to tear through her armor and lodge into her skin, said armor had been more or less destroyed in the process and her mask was broken. She struggled to breathe, sliding a bloodied hand towards her gun which had managed to stay lodged in its place before sliding it out. There was a chance to live if she managed to kill whoever had set the charge in the dead drop, she would die fighting. Her hair was matted to her face which was unpleasant to say the least, she was concerned more for the building than her well-being. Someone was going to be pissed at having to clean all of this up.
 
(N'awww now I feel bad.... Thank fully Darius isn't heartless)


Darius looked up from the map at the sound of a low 'beep' emanating from his comm, he smiled after realizing that this was the alert for the dead drop explosive "Hey, I gotta go now" He said to Jun before turning and leaving the HQ, leaving Wyatt behind he got onto his bike, started it up and then took off through the dark streets. It took him around 8 minutes to arrive his destination and get off, surveying the destroyed alleyway before walking into the crater "I think.... My work here is done" He stated triumphantly while standing above Croan's body.
 
(Aww, don't be. Croan has her ways. I'm glad he isn't heartless. xD )


Croan was going to place a bullet through his temple, unfortunately she couldn't reach that high. She would when she assured he was wounded however, feigning death was simple and she gripped the gun tightly. Sliding it upwards, Croan aimed and fired, the bullet spiraling towards the man's thigh. It would disable him temporarily she hoped, enough for her to at least make an escape.
 
(Thank god it wasn't his dick she shot xD )


Darius cried out in pain and collapsed to the ground next to Croan "That was around 15 grams of gunpowder.... How the hell did you survive ?!" He stated quietly as he drew his own gun and placed it to her skull but for some reason he hesitated before lowering the gun to the ground, breathing heavily as the nano pieces in his armor set to work to repair the hole in his thigh.
 
(Holy crap that would be horrible, she isn't that much of a bitch. I hope. xD )


Croan turned towards the gun, her skull feeling the sudden cold that came along with it. He was right, she wondered momentarily how she survived and chalked it down to the sturdiness of her armor. Which was now destroyed. Shuffling slightly, Croan grimaced and was somewhat surprised when the man lowered his gun.


'Interesting. He didn't shoot instantly.' Croan stored this thought before deciding mercy was also another tactic she could try before sitting upwards and gasping from the pain which was spreading throughout her body.


"I..believe..my armor..is to thank...for the bullet..in your leg.." it was more words than Croan had ever dared to speak and possibly dangerous information to supply to a potential 'Nameless' member.


"I must..say..the bomb...was brilliant.." Croan tilted her head back slightly in order to breathe, acknowledging that if he shot her now she wouldn't be particularly angry.
 
Meanwhile at the disturbance site


ACD-1313 was hurried down the street controlled by his 3131 program, his computer had intercepted a recent call of a huge explosion and the curiosity in him wished to investage. However his secondary programming 1313 had been nagging in his audio receptor lobes, "We must turn back 3131, do you want us to be obliterate?" Since his main drives were in caution mode, 3131 held control of his body, and he did as he always did, ignored him. He finally reached the site of the explosion, according to his reconstruction scanners showed that there had been a massive explosion more likely than not the result of the Diamond Devil and Namless conflict. He approached the alley, looking to observe the carnage further, however when he did he found a man standing over a woman wih a gun pointed to her head. His diagnostic scanner showed the woman was terribly and his facial recognition reveal she was a fellow Diamond Devil affiliate. His system now kicked into full combat mode 3131 activated his weapons systems, mainly his right arm which soon shifted into a 7.62mm minigun. "Drop the gun, or I'll give this ally way a new paint job!" 3131 said, using his databanks to find a good authoritative voice which used to convey the speech.
 

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