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Post by Kman on Dec 16, 2017 10:38:08 GMT -8
2000z interest going to Kajira
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Post by Xypher on Dec 16, 2017 17:33:52 GMT -8
Merrill collects his 2,000 Z interest.
Account Balance: 50,000z Wallet 717 -> 2717z Next collection: 1/1/18
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Post by Gaia on Jan 2, 2018 9:33:01 GMT -8
Out of Character
Day of Claim
[Account] - 50,000z [Interest] - 4%; 2,000z
[Joker] - 15,000z => 0z, transferred to . . .
[Hollow] - 0z => 8,000z [Vanguard] - 1,500z => 8,500z
[Hollow] - 8,000z => 10,000z from Interest
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Post by Xypher on Jan 2, 2018 14:24:39 GMT -8
Merrill collects his 2,000 Z interest.
Account Balance: 50,000z Wallet 3767z -> 5767z Next collection: 1/15/18
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Post by Nightshade on Jan 11, 2018 22:19:28 GMT -8
Suddenly, in the middle of a burning city and a clash between titans, the doors to the bank are blown wide open. A navi casually wearing blue with dark magenta highlights casually walks in, throwing the corpse of a bady gutted guard navi to the side.
"Yes, hello, I'd like to make a withdrawal, pronto!" he told the cashiers, sitting on top of the counter. "ALRIGHT Y'ALL THIS IS A F***ING ROBBERY. GET YO ASSES OUTTA HERE."
Storm couldn't help but grin, watching the normal navis working there run out in panic.
"Aaaand now we wait...I doubt anyone will show up at a time like this, but who cares. For every minute I'm here I get 100z richer~"
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Post by Nightshade on Jan 12, 2018 8:52:05 GMT -8
Storm yawned, bored to no end. "Man, I should have done this sooner! Robbing this bank is sooo easy."
The Blade Master casually triggered his holo hud. He had already accumulated 60.000z. And every more minute connected to the bank's server netted him another 100z.
"Tsk who said that doing thing slow wasn't effective?"
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Post by "Bill" on Jan 12, 2018 10:01:59 GMT -8
*storm would notice that the numbers listed in the contraption would begin to fluctuate wildly before glitching out to all 8's. As this happened, the doors locked up sealing it from all people. Finally, the door to the offices opened and a rather unimposing navi, smoothly dressed came out to Storm.*
Man: Now now. Im sure you didnt mean to raise any alarms. Could I interest you in opening a savings account with a more generous interest rate?
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Post by Kazu on Jan 12, 2018 10:23:27 GMT -8
Efficiency wasn't always the smartest thing to do. Careful planning was needed to pull off a heist like this, and sadly, Storm hadn't done any of it. For if he had, he'd have known that particular navis often frequented this bank for unknown reasons. One of several, was present, just unseen, but made their way from behind an office door that seemed to just appear behind the bank teller stations. Each and every teller received a brief stare from a navi in a suit and tie and they, one by one, were transferred out by the Bank's network.
The navi walked up to one of the teller stations, adjusting his gold colored tie that rested against the black dress shirt he wore under the same colored suit jacket.
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His silver eyes fell on another suit from across the divide, and with a forward lean upon the desk, he rested his head upon both palms of his hands. At this moment, Bank's network restricted the accessibility of data from the network, including, but not limited to, logging out from the network.
(A new customer?)
Words were all in his head.
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Post by Raven8 on Jan 12, 2018 11:10:06 GMT -8
As Storm looks on and those in the bank seek to apprehend, the silent alarms sound. However, they do not sound to alert the authorities. No, instead they send notice to a single person. A human who even now watches on a monitor, his metal-gloved hands folded in front of his face in delight as he speaks to himself.
Loath: Dear dear dear me. We haven't seen anyone try this in some time now.
Loath pays particular attention to the Navi attempting to stop the situation with delight. Seeing a non-payroll Navi rising to the situation was a testament to just how the bank's true reputation had come across. This willingness to invest trust would not go unrewarded... as it saved the cost of hazard pay!
Lex chooses to allow the situation to play out. Storm had yet to capture any funds, so there was no worry as of yet. Best to give this friend of the bank a chance to shine... and keep costs low.
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Post by Nightshade on Jan 12, 2018 11:28:03 GMT -8
"About time. I was getting bored." Storm replied, still laying down on the counter. "So, where's the security? No security? Or are you all they have left?"
He hopped off. "By the way, your service is lacking. I've been here for 11 hours now."
He closed up his hud and faced the guy. "So. 66.000Z total. How many of those do you think I'll take out with me today? To be honest, I'm not even here fo the money, just the pleasure of a good fight, yet I struggle to see any combat relevant navis 'round here."
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Post by Raven8 on Jan 12, 2018 11:42:46 GMT -8
As if on cue, Storm's mention of "combat relevant Navis" brings footsteps from down a long hallway behind the counters. The doors to this corridor open, revealing... a normal Navi. This Navi then walks into the room with its always-present joyous smile intact.
He looks over the situation, then walks up to the day manager that had tried to defuse the situation.
NormalNavi: Good work. I'll see to it that our president hears of your attempts.
The normal Navi then walks back behind the counter and into the offices, ignoring Storm entirely.
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Post by Nightshade on Jan 12, 2018 12:27:03 GMT -8
"Finally, I was really beginning to think th-" Storm facepalmed. "Excuse me for a second."
He hopped onto the counter and walked over to the nearest camera. "HOI! Guy running the bank! You said there were strong people defending this place! I wanna fight those guys! Can you like, do something about it? I'm tired of waiting."
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Post by Kazu on Jan 12, 2018 12:39:33 GMT -8
You've come here for...a fight?
The biggest eye roll would have come from the impromptu-teller, but a wave of memories moved his mouth a few centimeters upward. Rare for a navi like this. Memories of marauding around in digital seas 'acquiring' goods. Mostly money. Very good money. Rarely he'd find himself on the front lines, rather than staring into a ledger. He often got a charge out of it, and that electrifying sensation crept through the core of his being and outward with a small twitch of his body as a physical response. His left hand picked up a red pen and printed out a quick pair of words onto a blank withdrawal slip. He set the pen back down after underlining his words and putting a small Z below. Anyone who worked at the bank knew what it meant.
Bill me
The words of that normal navi would have usually drew his attention, but he was focused on Storm and that 'feeling' coursing in his veins.
Would you prefer combat here, in the foyer?
He prayed his answer was yes. Not even fully aware he had jumped on the teller's counter and was screaming toward one of the more obvious cameras.
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Post by Nightshade on Jan 12, 2018 13:01:25 GMT -8
In the middle of telling the camera about how he came here expecting to see some tough security guy ready to fight off all the intruders and that insted he had to wait there for 11 hours bored to no end because no one ever showed up and how the security never showed up and how the service was so awful, Storm heard the navi with a golden tie. He turned around, grinned, then turned back to the camera and gave it a friendly pat.
"Yo, nevermind. Found the guy. Keep the money or whatever you keep in here, I don't care."
He hopped off the counter and merrily walked over to the other navi. "So you ARE the guy running security down here. Fantastic. Not really what I expected but it will do. I'll hope it'll be worth the eleven hours I had to wait."
At the other's question, the blade master simply shrugged. "Eh. Whatever floats your boat. Can be here, can be outside. I don't care. But I ain't leaving until I fight the strong dudes around here."
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Post by "Bill" on Jan 12, 2018 13:56:58 GMT -8
*The Bank Manager nervously gulps as he sees what is unfolding. As the normal navi left, it appeared there would be nothing done by him about this guy. Then, the masquerading patron stepped in, and the man began almost sweating. He shakily replied to Storm.*
Man: Listen uh...kid....he...he doesn't work here. You're on your own if you don't apologize...
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