ScottLillie said:
Might as well have a very minor plot hole now that it's been said, though he's right, he joined after I put the first post. Continue, you'll arrive in a couple more posts.
The Hackers' Journey (A Cyberpunk RP) [Full- Started]
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I intend to be on site, cos otherwise things could get a bit boring, eh?dethklok114 said:
Sure, good plan. Should we be partners at the beginning?Xero Scythe said:
Created during an experiment to develop artificial intelligence to new levels of apparent sentience, 3W was brought into being, questioned, analysed, edited and re-analysed for a number of years. At the end, he and his fellow AIs were given the choice between voluntary deactivation and the freedom of the datasphere, and 3W was one of those who chose life. In the years since, he has spent the time working on a method of hacking to get into systems cut of from the datasphere, involving being downloaded into a drone and deployed into the vicinity of the systems in question, then hacking by hardlink
His most interesting work to date was when he worked with Damien Lier, helping the young samurai track his fathers murderers. The pair created a lasting friendship, and when the offer came form Yansec, they accepted as a team.
His most interesting work to date was when he worked with Damien Lier, helping the young samurai track his fathers murderers. The pair created a lasting friendship, and when the offer came form Yansec, they accepted as a team.
The speaker crackled to life again.
"Well, excuse me folks, it would seem we have someone running a bit late."
The train came to an abrupt stop and the doors opened to reveal an imposing, near giant of a man.
"Welcome your newest member."
"Well, excuse me folks, it would seem we have someone running a bit late."
The train came to an abrupt stop and the doors opened to reveal an imposing, near giant of a man.
"Welcome your newest member."
Damien nodded his head in recognition of the others. He grinned. "Sorry I'm late, I overslept." He was panting slightly. He sat down next to 3W. "How ya been, mate? Sorry I'm a bit late." He looked at the others. "Well, if I'm gonna be depending on you guys to watch my back, I need to know names. He pointed back at the matte black cube with his thumb. "I already know lazybones over 'ere, so how abou we start with you?" He said, pointing at Scott.
Tetsuya looked outside the window, seeing the bright neon lights hitting his face as he wondered what did the Organization called him for. We held in his hand his own personal, customized video game system that could do a lot of things, from playing music, to going on the internet, and even be used as a hacking device.
"Now playing," the robotic voice inside the device said over the headphones, "Rosa-Lyn's Gravity."
Tetsuya loved this catchy, bubblegum pop song by who he thinks is the pretty girl alive, and even hummed the chorus.
"Because of gravity...
It keeps you next to me...
It forces us to see
The land beyond the sea..."
The song was all about how being limited was a good thing; It forces people to apperciate what's there instead of looking for more. Why go out into space when we haven't discovered the Earth yet?
Tetsuya learned most of his life lessions through music.... and he's be damned if they fidn the underground radio station...
"Now playing," the robotic voice inside the device said over the headphones, "Rosa-Lyn's Gravity."
Tetsuya loved this catchy, bubblegum pop song by who he thinks is the pretty girl alive, and even hummed the chorus.
"Because of gravity...
It keeps you next to me...
It forces us to see
The land beyond the sea..."
The song was all about how being limited was a good thing; It forces people to apperciate what's there instead of looking for more. Why go out into space when we haven't discovered the Earth yet?
Tetsuya learned most of his life lessions through music.... and he's be damned if they fidn the underground radio station...
"Scott... But you are asking our names without formally introducing yourself, and pointing is a bad habit."
Scott eyes widened. Though is was impossible to know where he was looking due to his condition. "Regardless of your name, by the looks of you, you will be helping me protect these... ... characters... well in the real world anyway. Oh, and I hope this late thing isn't a common occurrence."
"One more moron that I'm going to have to end up saving. What does he think he is? A sunglass toting ninja? Who talks to a floating cube none the less. What have you got yourself into Scott? Next thing you know they'll have you jumping into cyber space." A chill went up Scott's spine. "No, no they won't" Scott reassured himself
Scott eyes widened. Though is was impossible to know where he was looking due to his condition. "Regardless of your name, by the looks of you, you will be helping me protect these... ... characters... well in the real world anyway. Oh, and I hope this late thing isn't a common occurrence."
"One more moron that I'm going to have to end up saving. What does he think he is? A sunglass toting ninja? Who talks to a floating cube none the less. What have you got yourself into Scott? Next thing you know they'll have you jumping into cyber space." A chill went up Scott's spine. "No, no they won't" Scott reassured himself
I edited my past post. and does anyone know how to make their font in Italics? I would like to use that feature for inner thought. I decided to put it grey for now. Thanks.
Quote me to see how to do italics
3W flashed a blue light on his top to acknowledge Damien as the samurai sat beside him, then said, "His name is Damien, and unfortunately he is always late. But he is, however, good at what he does."
The cube was silent for a moment, and a pttern of lights flowed across it's sides, then it said "Since we're doing formal introductions, I am 3W-2950, and I'm your silicon support."
3W lights flashed a sudden pattern in red. "What do you think I am, an alarm clock?" he asked, the synthetic voice still smooth and calm, "We are not, as you can see, there yet, because we are still moving."
<spoiler=OOC> Xero Scythe, if this doesn't work with your character, just tell me what to change.
Marko noticed the situation and decided to intervene. He made some sort of noncommittal hand gesture to get everyone's attention. "Name's Marko. Hacker." He eyed Damien, "And I assume you're another samurai?" The question seemed innocent enough, but Marko's heart came into his throat when he realized that he was looking at The Leviathan. Calm down, Marko, he thought, I don't even think I've had any encounters with him. Was he at TriBit? Shit, I'm almost sure he was at TriBit. Marko felt murder pounding out through his brain, almost drowning out reason. He screamed his thoughts through the image of the gun at his hip. He doesn't even recognize me. He can't. We're working together now. His mind suddenly cleared, and the killer in his mind disappeared. Marko focused on the situation at hand, hoping no one had noticed.
Marko noticed the situation and decided to intervene. He made some sort of noncommittal hand gesture to get everyone's attention. "Name's Marko. Hacker." He eyed Damien, "And I assume you're another samurai?" The question seemed innocent enough, but Marko's heart came into his throat when he realized that he was looking at The Leviathan. Calm down, Marko, he thought, I don't even think I've had any encounters with him. Was he at TriBit? Shit, I'm almost sure he was at TriBit. Marko felt murder pounding out through his brain, almost drowning out reason. He screamed his thoughts through the image of the gun at his hip. He doesn't even recognize me. He can't. We're working together now. His mind suddenly cleared, and the killer in his mind disappeared. Marko focused on the situation at hand, hoping no one had noticed.
It's fine. I actually like this idea.
Damien sighed as he ripped off his glove and removed his sunglasses, revealing his freezing blue eyes. He took a long hard look at Marko. "I know you..." Damien thought. "Ah, Tribit. That's right. The punk I let get away." He chuckled to himself, thinking back to that time. "Regardless, we're working together. Those Tribit bastards tried to backstab me anyways, before they went under, too." Damien grinned. "Yep. And, as you can tell, I'm a literal samurai as well." He said, motioning to the sword. He removed the sword and sheath from his waistline and held them vertically to the side of his body to sit down. "So as the talkin' cube said, my name is Damien Lier. I've got a few nicknames too, but that ain't important. So, anyone wanna guess what we're gonna be doing at Yansec?"
<spoiler=OOC> Yay! Character development! I got the name TriBit from a sci-fi name generator ._. Oh yeah, and does Marko hear all the stuff about him and Damien not being arch-enemies?
"I'm afraid I must interrupt this little soiree, we are now arriving at Yansec HQ" the voice crackeled.
The train gently pulled in to the private subway stop directly underneath the Yansec building, and the doors slid open omniously. Behind the doors three men stood. Two of them were common guards standing in front of the elevator up to the main HQ. The third man stood directly in front of the opening doors and from his the insignia on his jacket, he was clearly a high up on the security detail employed here.
"About time you got here," he growled in a gravelly voice
The man looked to be in his mid thirties, and was beginning to show signs of his age. His face, while still imposing was starting to show the slightest hints of wrinkles and his black hair had a few noticable grey hairs in it. His steely blue eyes were still piercing enough to make him seem formidable, but they were starting to grow dull.
"You seem to have caught the interest of some higher ups. Follow me, they're expecting us" he said as he turned toward the elevator.
The train gently pulled in to the private subway stop directly underneath the Yansec building, and the doors slid open omniously. Behind the doors three men stood. Two of them were common guards standing in front of the elevator up to the main HQ. The third man stood directly in front of the opening doors and from his the insignia on his jacket, he was clearly a high up on the security detail employed here.
"About time you got here," he growled in a gravelly voice
The man looked to be in his mid thirties, and was beginning to show signs of his age. His face, while still imposing was starting to show the slightest hints of wrinkles and his black hair had a few noticable grey hairs in it. His steely blue eyes were still piercing enough to make him seem formidable, but they were starting to grow dull.
"You seem to have caught the interest of some higher ups. Follow me, they're expecting us" he said as he turned toward the elevator.
No. That was all Damien's thought bubble.
Damien had already placed his sword at his hip when he had heard the doors open. He had flicked his sword an inch out of the sheath, ready for an battou at the slightest notice. He then relaxed and slid it back in before putting on his glasses. "After all, don't wanna scare anyone." He grinned. He picked up 3W, remembering to put his shock-proof glove on first. "You move too slowly, and you always get stepped on. I'm carrying you." He explained to the cube. He looked at the others. "Alright, shall we go?" He chuckled.
"Whatever" 3W replied, sarcastically, "You're just insecure about my superior intellect. Anyhow, the views better up here. I could get used to being a laptop..."
Within the cube, various systems were activated; sonic and radar scans mapped out the building and a subsystem om the Core began connecting to the Yansec mainframe. As soon as the server let him in, he set about persuading it to give him details on the other recruits.
Within the cube, various systems were activated; sonic and radar scans mapped out the building and a subsystem om the Core began connecting to the Yansec mainframe. As soon as the server let him in, he set about persuading it to give him details on the other recruits.
"What? No cookies and milk?" Tetsuya shrugged as he lowered his music and followed the man, with his free hand touching his pistol
"Have a little patience" said 3W, mock-exasperatedly, then added "They're in the board room"
To Damien, he muttered in a low voice, "Take the earphone" as he opened a small hatch and produced a miniature headpiece, "I have a feeling private conversation might be necessary"
To Damien, he muttered in a low voice, "Take the earphone" as he opened a small hatch and produced a miniature headpiece, "I have a feeling private conversation might be necessary"