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

Darius smiled at her before entering and yelling to Jun "JUN, GET YOUR ASS OUT HERE !" He turned to see Wyatt arrived quietly through the doors and sit as his masters feet, he kneeled down and ran his hand across his titanium cover searching for any damage that could have resulted from his scuffle with the robot "Good, nothing wrong" He said to himself before tapping Wyatt twice on the head to send him off. After he made sure Wyatt went off to his small recharging cell he then turned to the girl that he owed more than a thanks to "I'll say again, thanks for the help" He said as he looked at the higher levels where Jun usually stood and overlooked the warehouse.
 
Jun walked out surprised at all the commotion, "What the fuck happened out there? I heard a huge explosion then next thing I know Wyatt is running out of here like a bat outta hell."


3131, had been stalled by the cyber-dog, though his prey had not eluded him. The dog had been bugged by 3131's remote tracking software, as long as the cyber-dog still had metal in him, 3131 could track him. 3131 spurred his jetpack to life and made his way to their location.
 
As Moxie looked around the spacious warehouse in awe, the bird on her shoulder sparked to life. "Modifying data..." It crowed in a soft tone, scanning the area. Then, "The Nameless Head Quarters. Data modified." Stroking the robot out of habit, Moxie slowly followed Darius. He called out to some unknown presence, then checked his robot for any damage. She only paid enough attention to her guide to follow him - shivering with curiosity, Moxie attempted to search every visible inch of the HQ with her eyes.


"What the fuck happened out there? I heard a huge explosion then next thing I know Wyatt is running out of here like a bat outta hell." A samurai walked out from seemingly nowhere, responding to Darius. "Name Unknown." Moxie's robotic bird squawked to life once again, analyzing the warrior, "Age, approximately 25." Moxie was too busy admiring the stranger's armor to realize that she should probably say hi, or introduce herself.
 
Darius looked up at Jun "Uh.... You know the dead drop that I rigged to explode earlier ?.... Well when I went to get the body she was still alive and shot me.... Yada yada yada Long story short I got saved by this girl here" He said as he nodded the the girl that was at his side before looking at the robotic bird on her shoulder, he listened to the robotic avian chirp before adding that to a long list of things that this girl owned that he wouldn't mind having.
 
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Connor's day had so far been a good one. His tabby had come out from where ever it had been hiding, and currently sat on his shoulder. No easy task for a cat, and it looked close to just becoming a scarf and laying across his shoulders. But that was the cat's problem. His terf was safe, and so was his people. His boys were doing a good job, and his associates were keeping their eyes and ears peeled for anything the Crows and them might need.
 
"So... you guys are the leaders?" Moxie looked at the metallic samurai and teenage boy with skepticism. "Of the Nameless, I mean?" She clarified while still eyeing every visible nook and cranny in the room. These aren't exactly the people she expected to be in charge. Not knowing what she expected to begin with, she had to admit that she was grateful they didn't seem as trigger happy as the Diamond Devils.
 
Darius shook his head "No... God knows where the boss has gone so we're basically unorganized for the time being" He said while still fixing the mechanical bird with a stare "That thing recording this ?" He asked with a tone of suspicion in his voice, he still hadn't made up his mind on whether to trust this girl or not so he kept his hand on his pistol the whole time not letting go for anything. After a moment he looked at Jun and then the girl "I'm going to the bullet out of my leg" He said while walking off to the med bay.


 


Beowulf said:
((Can I ask OOC stays in the OOC section?))
(I will ask if it is possible to have large OOC conversations in the OOC tab but simple comments or questions will be allowed to be here)
 
Croan:




Well, wasn't this interesting. Croan stared longingly at the couple seated a few feet away from her, placed somewhat coincidentally in front of her. She had still not been able to retrieve her armor and had to settle for a casual outfit for the occasion, she slid a finger around the rim of her cup, thinking. She glanced at the man's wedding band which was glinting in the overhead lights and felt a sense of regret build up within her stomach. This man would be dead soon. His lover would be left without her partner and it would be because of a silent woman seated near them. She perked up slightly as he seemed to excuse himself in order to venture towards the men's restroom and stood, discreetly making her way through a crowd of people stood in her general direction and stopping to catch him slip through the open door. In her pocket lied an unsuspecting dagger, polished and sharpened. She would make it quick. Stopping before the door, she hesitated slightly as she heard a muffled voice coming from within, barely able to make out the words.


"Yes, me and Mommy will be home soon sweetie, you shouldn't be calling so late and I'll promise I'll wake you up when I get there...good night, darling.'


Silence. Croan slipped back into the masses, sliding down into her seat with only a backwards glance in order to see the man making his way towards his wife. She stared as they ate, she stared as they paid, she stared as they left.
 
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Annabella said:
Neko:




Well, wasn't this interesting. Neko stared longingly at the couple seated a few feet away from her, placed somewhat coincidentally in front of her. She had still not been able to retrieve her armor and had to settle for a casual outfit for the occasion, she slid a finger around the rim of her cup, thinking. She glanced at the man's wedding band which was glinting in the overhead lights and felt a sense of regret build up within her stomach. This man would be dead soon. His lover would be left without her partner and it would be because of a silent woman seated near them. She perked up slightly as he seemed to excuse himself in order to venture towards the men's restroom and stood, discreetly making her way through a crowd of people stood in her general direction and stopping to catch him slip through the open door. In her pocket lied an unsuspecting dagger, polished and sharpened. She would make it quick. Stopping before the door, she hesitated slightly as she heard a muffled voice coming from within, barely able to make out the words.


"Yes, me and Mommy will be home soon sweetie, you shouldn't be calling so late and I'll promise I'll wake you up when I get there...good night, darling.'


Silence. Neko slipped back into the masses, sliding down into her seat with only a backwards glance in order to see the man making his way towards his wife. She stared as they ate, she stared as they paid, she stared as they left.
(Who's Neko ?)
 
[QUOTE="The Jackal](Who's Neko ?)

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(FUCK. WRONG CHARACTER. LET ME EDIT THAT.)
 
[QUOTE="The Jackal]( xD No problem I did the same thing xD )

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(FAILURES FOR LIFE. *High fives* I'm gonna insert a picture because, fuck it, I'm fancy.)
 
(The two nameless are in a warehouse, right?)


Tom pressed his ear to the door of the warehouse, hearing voices inside that he recognized and one he didn't. It was the kid and Darius, and some stranger's voice. He opened the door and stepped inside, his hand on the grip of his pistol. "Who is this?" He asked Darius, indicating the woman with the bird. "What are you guys doing here? I was out on patrol and I thought I heard someone in this warehouse," He explained, happy to see friendly faces.
 
(Yes they are in the warehouse... I'm going to wait for OrangeCandy to reply before replying to you thing.... As well as Darius has gone to the med bay)
 
TimeLord said:
A blue Police Public Call Box Appears out of thin air, & A man called the Doctor steps out of it
"Hello?"
(Never got accepted... Think you could delete that ?)
 

Croan:


Croan had somehow managed to get into contact with a man who had received information on the daily schedule of 'The Nameless', of course this had been somewhat expensive due to "technical setbacks" (according to aforementioned man) and she had traversed through sheet upon sheet of contracts, favours, and meaningless tasks. She had splurged an alarming amount of money to retrieve the information but the results had been...pleasing to say the least. She had learned of their daily activities, had collected files on important members, and had transcripts of various conversations. She hadn't stopped to question the authenticity of these papers but had assured the man she would hunt him down if he had in any way falsified any of the information given. The results were also satisfactory. So here Croan sat, legs crossed underneath her where she was perched on a leather couch stored in the sparse surroundings of her apartment, milling through various papers on different things..she had them caught by the tail and she would make sure to utilize that to her advantage.
 
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Croan:


Croan had somehow managed to get into contact with a man who had received information on the daily schedule of 'The Nameless', of course this had been somewhat expensive due to "technical setbacks" (according to aforementioned man) and she had traversed through sheet upon sheet of contracts, favours, and meaningless tasks. She had splurged an alarming amount of money to retrieve the information but the results had been...pleasing to say the least. She had learned of their daily activities, had collected files on important members, and had transcripts of various conversations. She hadn't stopped to question the authenticity of these papers but had assured the man she would hunt him down if he had in any way falsified any of the information given. The results were also satisfactory. So here Croan sat, legs crossed underneath her where she was perched on a leather couch stored in the sparse surroundings of her apartment, milling through various papers on different things..she had them caught by the tail and she would make sure to utilize that to her advantage.
(1. Been waiting too long some Imma just do my shizzle bizzle 2. I'm frightened of what Croan will do to Darius and Mox if she gets to their HQ O-O)


Darius sat down on the small med bay chair as his hand ran across a nearby bench for the small syringe that held some spare anasthetic, finding it he lifted it up and then injected himself with the numbing agent before leaning back and waiting for the drug to take effect. Once all feeling in his thigh and lower leg had ceased he slowly took out a pair of tweezers and a small sterilized cloth "Here goes nothing" He said to himself before slowly lowering the tweezers into the widened hole and grabbing hold of the bullet that had been placed there a few hours ago, even though he had numbed his leg he couldn't help but swear vigoursly at the obtuse pain coming from his thigh as he drew the bullet out. Once the difficult operation was complete he slowly wrapped the wound in some bandages with one hand while wrapping the bullet in the cloth in the other hand.
 

Croan:


(She isn't completely heartless so I believe you're fine so long as you don't piss her off..or maybe she'll piss you off..to be honest, you're character is pretty intimidating.



Croan was impressed by the spacious areas of 'The Nameless' HQ, she had acquired a layout of the architecture of the building and had uncovered a plethora of hideouts. Unfortunately, her armor was still unavailable and she would have to make do with the body suit she had been provided with. Meaning, stealth would ultimately be required. She had memorized the map and its entirety, recalling the area where she knew Medical Bay was. She knew he was there, she had made sure to take the least damaging shot but she had inflicted a wound that had pierced his armor, he had to be there. She carefully slinked around in the vents, quietly opening a vent and sliding through.

 
Darius looked up at the low clink of a vent opening, he still hadn't removed his hand from his pistol so he slowly stood up and turned to the vent where he took aim at the opening and waited for someone or something to come through and meet an unfortunate demise "Come out, come out wherever you are" He said quietly but loud enough for it to echo through the ventilation system and down the hallway that led to the med bay.


 
(Also little question.... I've requested a new tab for this to be an update tab incase there were any new gangs or someone betrayed their own gang... but it hasn't showed up yet...)
 

Croan:


Croan paused, listening intently to the voice which echoed in the vents and pinpointing the location. She had heard that voice before, she knew that voice housed a particular injury that she caused, she also knew that he wasn't too dull to not have a weapon attached on his person. She slowly moved forward, sliding her gun out of her holster and pointing it directly in front of her.


"I am certain you would not be pleased to be shot again, I am certainly not looking forward to being injured, I simply wish to talk in a civilized manner."

(If you requested your new tab, it will probably take a minute.)


@The Jackal
 
(But I requested a tab when this I first made this rp ;- ;)


Darius smirked but kept his gun raised, he wasn't going to trust the girl who had caused him to be in the med bay in the first place "A Diamond Devil ? Civilized ?... I must be dreaming" He retorted while slowly raising the gun so the sight was level with the girls head.


(Sorry for a short post there isn't much to describe here)
 

Croan:


Croan scowled at the man's words, scoffing in disbelief. "Despite what you seem to believe I don't recall blowing myself up and you're lucky I didn't choose to take a headshot, I kept you alive because you didn't deserve otherwise and unlike the other members, I prefer respectable approaches to situations."

(Then you probably might want to resubmit.)
 
Darius grinned "Big words for a Devil" He sneered before continuing "Now, you have 2 options 1. You leave now and I don't shoot you 2. You refuse to leave and leave in a body bag" He wasn't in the mood to joke around or even speak openly to a Devil. After a moment he lowered the gun so it was to his side but he still kept it cocked and ready "What do you want anyway ?" He asked as he rose an eyebrow and stared at the pistol that she had in her hands.


(I'll do that now :D )
 
Croan:




Croan settled back on her haunches, what did she want? Besides a chance at vengeance and a fair warning Croan had no reason to be here and yet, she was. It was only then that the answer revealed itself to her and she tipped her head in curiosity. "I want a truce between the Diamond Devils and the Nameless."


 

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