"Come on come on...." Tetsuya said impatiently, "Let's get this over with! I better not miss my anime..."
The Hackers' Journey (A Cyberpunk RP) [Full- Started]
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Tetsuya looked at Scott as he was motioned towards him.
"Got a problem?" Tetsuya asked rhetorically as he futilely made a move towards his gun.
"Got a problem?" Tetsuya asked rhetorically as he futilely made a move towards his gun.
"Yeah I do. This whole time all you've gone on about is fucking anime. This is clearly important, and you clearly don't care. So why don't you leave and tend to your ever important cartoons. There's the door."
"Guys, settle down," the security captain barked. "Mr.Sera is ready to see you now," he said as he opened the large doors to reveal a giant office.
The office seemed to go on for about 200 feet back and 100 feet on either side, and the floor was completely black marble. In these times such extravegance was a rare thing to witness, especially to many people who had grew up on the streets, yet all the guards seemed to regard it without a bad of the eye. In the center of the room was a large desk with a small man in a suit behind it. The man stood at around 5'8, had immacuately cared for blonde hair, and unhardened blue eyes, it was obvious he had grown in the lap of luxury.
He smiled revealing perfectly straight and pearly white teeth. "Hello gentlemen," he said, "before we get started I'll need your signatures on these," he motioned to five contracts lying on his desk. "As for the AI, we've sent a digital copy that you can put your serial code on for the same effect."
The office seemed to go on for about 200 feet back and 100 feet on either side, and the floor was completely black marble. In these times such extravegance was a rare thing to witness, especially to many people who had grew up on the streets, yet all the guards seemed to regard it without a bad of the eye. In the center of the room was a large desk with a small man in a suit behind it. The man stood at around 5'8, had immacuately cared for blonde hair, and unhardened blue eyes, it was obvious he had grown in the lap of luxury.
He smiled revealing perfectly straight and pearly white teeth. "Hello gentlemen," he said, "before we get started I'll need your signatures on these," he motioned to five contracts lying on his desk. "As for the AI, we've sent a digital copy that you can put your serial code on for the same effect."
Marko eyed the contract skeptically, then remembered he didn't have much in the way of stored money, since it was all stashed in small amounts in various places. He signed his name at the bottom of the paper.
Tetsuya pushed Scott out of the way.
"Excuse me... didn't care."
Tetsuya walked into the room and stood in front of the man.
"Why don't you tell us what this is about before we sign up to be your lapdogs?"
"Excuse me... didn't care."
Tetsuya walked into the room and stood in front of the man.
"Why don't you tell us what this is about before we sign up to be your lapdogs?"
Takin' a few liberties...
Damien had finished reading the whole contract while Tesuya and the others bickered. 3W would probably be able to find any loopholes, if he was as smart as he thought he was. "Relax, the contract just says what is spoken in this room, stays in this room, far as I can tell. 3W?" Damien then looked up and instantly disliked the soft man, but being professional enough not to show it in any way.
"Ah, fair enough Master Tetsuya," Sera said genially. "Basically the contract says, as your friend Master Damien put it, that anything that is said between myself or any employee of Yanser stays within the company. Also, it says that while you're are in the walls of Yanser HQ you agree to be monitored at all times, including net access, as well as only being permitted outside with express permission of either myself of Charles Yannick. Not too unreasonable I think."
"And I'm supposed to agree to that?"
Tetsuya didn't like not having any breathing room.
"Gee, I dunno... I REALLY like hentai..." he joked.
Tetsuya didn't like not having any breathing room.
"Gee, I dunno... I REALLY like hentai..." he joked.
"Your rooms are personally tailored to you interests, at least from what we've observed of you. I think you'll be pleasantly suprised," He said through a grin. "Now if you'll only sign the contract."
Damien whacked Tetsuya in the back of the head with his bare palm. It wasn't enough to hurt, but it would be reprimanding. "You're a professional. Act like it." He said gruffly, before taking the pen and signing the contract. "Alright, now, hurry up and sign so we he can tell us the damn mission." He said to the others.
"Professional?" Tetsuya asked, "You don't know me do you?"
Tetsuya reached in his jacket. He spooked a couple of guards.
"Just a pen..." Tetsuya remarked as he took out a ballpoint pen.
He reluctantly started to sign, but right before his pen touched the paper, he had to ask one thing.
"What if we refused or break contract?"
Tetsuya reached in his jacket. He spooked a couple of guards.
"Just a pen..." Tetsuya remarked as he took out a ballpoint pen.
He reluctantly started to sign, but right before his pen touched the paper, he had to ask one thing.
"What if we refused or break contract?"
"Then you prove how truly naive and childish you are." Scott politely walked around Tetsuya and signed his contract.
"We'v- well most of us, have shown commitment and professionalism, especially because we have been left so much in the dark. I'm going to ask you, may I please have my weapons back when I go to my room? Damien too. If you know me as well as you say you do, you know I have no interest in you or your damn company.
"We'v- well most of us, have shown commitment and professionalism, especially because we have been left so much in the dark. I'm going to ask you, may I please have my weapons back when I go to my room? Damien too. If you know me as well as you say you do, you know I have no interest in you or your damn company.
"Well Master Tetsuya, if you didn't sign, you're free to leave, though you'd be missing out on the job of a lifetime, but if you break the contract, you will be executed in a matter I see fitting," said Mr. Sera with a hint of manic glee in his eye. "Scott, I know you aren't interested in my company in the slightest, and that's fine, I just need you to get the job done, and as for the weapons, they'll be returned once you're in your room, but whenever you're asked to meet with anyone of any importance you'll have to relinquish them once more. I that agreeable to everyone?"
"One wonders what is so important that execution need be threatened" said 3W dryly, "Though I can see no other objection to the contract in itself." it paused, and a small opening appeared, which began to whir. "Just printing off my copy now" it announced, as a sheet extruded out, bearing at the bottom a flourishing signature just readable as '3W-2950'
"Couldn't ask for better conditions." Scott said somewhat sarcastically.
"Do you have more for us, or is it time we go back to or rooms until we get 'summoned' once more?"
"Do you have more for us, or is it time we go back to or rooms until we get 'summoned' once more?"
Damien began to tap his foot impatiently. "Tetsuya!" He barked. "Just sign the damn contract already so that this man can tell us what we have to hear and so we can go to our damn rooms! I want my sword back!" Damien pulled the contract away from 3W and placed it on the desk next to all the others.
"Don't worry Master Scott, once Master Tetsuya finds his courage, we can begin with your briefing," Sera said wryly.