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Post by Kazu on Jan 28, 2018 13:00:03 GMT -8
The deflected coin would have normally shattered into thousands of smaller coins the moment it had been cut open, but on its recourse toward its owner, it was approached with two out stretched arms. Once caught, the navi rotated, driven by force in a circle and backwards farther toward one of the bank's walls. However, it was there that Zeninage's monetary abilities became more apparent, as the coin halves lost their golden luster. It wasn't metal or magnetism he had adept control over like that of MagnetMan, but rather their values. And clearly with how he chose to apply it, it was up to his discretion which currencies he could use.
The duo's metallic shine quickly became that of a pair reflective, polished shells. Cowry shells, the giant kind. These clearly indicated defense with their size, both of them clearly dwarfing their owner by at least two feet in height.
Bubbles quickly began to rise from the water the instant the electric current shot through it. Centralized at the blade, oxygen and hydrogen began to saturate the air, their presence made known with thick steam and heat. Within seconds, the hydrogen
Insulated by a program, or rather a (developing) variant of Elec Body, electric assaults weren't effective either. The electric current did race through his body, there was nothing he could do to stop it, his Endevor DX at least buffered away the damage he'd face from resisting the attack. Through gritted teeth, muscle pain and numbness, Zeninage retreated into the shells, using them for their clear, and intended purpose. Defense and Cover.
Money was indeed a powerful object in massive quantities. And there was a large ever-growing pile of glimmering coins. Gold, Silver and Bronze glows lit up the greening, electroliczed water, all coming from behind Storm.
Around two-hundred thousand zenny detonated, igniting the hydrogen and oxygen enriched air in a near instant explosion that swept the bank, outward and eventually upward. Windows were shattered in the resulting shockwave that rocked the immediate area with its pulverizing force. Objects within the bank were vaporized due to the intensity of the explosion, and unfortunately, anyone not under cover would be easily deleted.
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Post by Nightshade on Feb 1, 2018 14:01:55 GMT -8
Storm grinned as everything exploded. At the end of the day, the only guy who really did damage to the area was the strange man with the gold tie. It had been interesting up until now. But it seemed that the guy didn't have any other strategy to throw at him besides money.
The explosion destroyed the bank, spilling Zenny everywhere. When the smoke cleared, a huge crowd of navis had rushed to grab every little bit of data. Storm was nowhere to be found.
Up in a dark alley, away from the city centre, the figure stood still. He watched as the guy bumped into him and fell down on his butt.
"Hey, watch it."
The figure grinned. "Why hello there, Storm.exe. I've been expecting you."
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Post by Raven8 on Feb 1, 2018 14:38:28 GMT -8
...and, just like that, the bank was fully restored. In less than an instant, the building, the funds, and everything else within was back to the exact same place that they had been before Storm walked in. And from this, the green normal Navi walks forward in a very casual manner.
?: Good work today, I'll inform Mr. Loath of your aid.
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Post by "Bill" on Feb 1, 2018 15:21:35 GMT -8
The guy coughed soot left over after being restored. He combed his hair and adjusted his lapel before gesturing to the normal navi.
Man:I do wanna just say, I do not want to be kept around in the next explosion, sir.
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Post by Gaia on Feb 5, 2018 10:18:13 GMT -8
Out of Character
Not a Day of Claim
[Account] - 17,600z => 12,800
[StrifeMan] - 4,200z => 9,000z
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Post by Xypher on Feb 28, 2018 16:48:07 GMT -8
Merrill collects his 2,000 Z interest.
Account Balance: 50,000z Wallet 3767z -> 7767z Next collection: 3/15/18
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Post by "Bill" on Mar 20, 2018 17:26:12 GMT -8
*Embera made her way into the bank; it was as pristine as ever. She was surprised no one tried to rob it in the chaos of Element City burning. Thinking about it, she made certain that the blazers were tucked away, as she proceeded to an empty teller stand. She rang a small bell, causing a rather plain looking man appear to her.*
Man: Hello! How may I help you today, Ma'am?
*Embera let only the smallest of sighs escape from her breath as she could only figure that the program before her was a semi-automated routine to interface with any navis coming in for routine business. She slid a small paper to the gentleman with a small scrawl on it.*
Embera: I'd like to request a...loan...for the amount listed.
*The man looked at the note and made evident he was not so autonomous after all, as his eyes widened a bit at the amount on the paper before nodding.*
Man: I must regretfully inform you that I am not authorized to handle transactions of this amount, I am going to have to refer you to our Bank Manager, who will be able to better assist you.
*Pressing a small button, visible to Embera, the man waited patiently, as his help request was sent through the channels to the necessary recipient.*
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Post by Raven8 on Mar 20, 2018 17:40:15 GMT -8
It takes several minutes of waiting, but eventually the receptionist is met by a common, green normal Navi looking at a data pad. Obviously busy with whatever he's working on currently, the Navi walks up and stands next to the receptionist while still buried in his work. Despite his lack of commitment to the situation at hand, he still speaks with a friendly tone befitting the smiling visage that he holds.
Normal Navi: Yes? What seems to be the issue?
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Post by "Bill" on Mar 20, 2018 19:00:34 GMT -8
*Embera took a breath, not too enthused that she would be forced to repeat herself. Taking the paper and handing it to the Normal Navi, Embera spoke with only the smallest hint of impatience.*
Embera: I need that much money for a...business venture. I'm looking to build real estate, and am willing to negotiate terms.
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Post by Raven8 on Mar 26, 2018 20:17:05 GMT -8
The Navi looks it over for a few moments before sliding the paper back to Embera across the table, his painted-on smile still very much in-place.
Normal Navi: If you want help with a business venture, then write up a business plan. We can talk after you've done your due-diligence.
And that's where the Navi leaves it. Turning away, he returns to the offices behind the counters.
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Post by "Bill" on Mar 26, 2018 20:51:07 GMT -8
*Embera growled as the Normal Navi dismissed her. She stormed over the counter and nearly ripped the door from its hinges as she flung it open.*
Embera: You will find me someone who can get me this money, or so help me I will liquidate everything I've invested through this bank and take my business elsewhere! I am not going to be dismissed by the same bank that I put my own money into as well!
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Post by Raven8 on Mar 26, 2018 20:59:21 GMT -8
Embera would notice something very strange if she were paying attention to the situation around her; within a moment of the door leaving her hands, it would instantly re-appear as it had been just moments before. In fact, it was as if she'd walked in quietly and without incident to simply look around the office. The only change is in the manager, who looks up from his pad with the same detached stare and painted smile that he'd given Embera just moments before.
Normal Navi: It would be a genuine shame to see you go, Ms. Embera. However, you've already delivered on your own request; I can get you this money, I simply won't unless you show me that you're a worthwhile business partner with a worthwhile business strategy; both of which you've just contradicted through your brashness and lack of real planning. We are a business first and foremost, Ms. Embera. We expect a return on investment, and you have not shown yourself to be worth investing in thus far.
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Post by "Bill" on Mar 29, 2018 10:07:02 GMT -8
*Embera was visibly riled up. Her body glowed faintly as her eyes furrowed. Incinerating the paper with her request she simply went to the door with a scoff.*
Embera: I understand. If the bank cannot enter into this partnership with me, I will liquidate and self-fund. Pleasure reaching this impasse with you sir. Send Mr. Loath my regards for the years of banking.
*Seeing as her initial plan for financing failed, Embera exited the bank, and moved over to a bench, mulling over her options. Creamland could be an option, but their top-down beauracracy would be even more inhibitory than Electopia. If she can't establish a haven, she will have to rely on an offensive. Her attention was drawn to the OEL, perhaps they can make her a weapon to shut things down, one way or another.*
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Post by Gaia on Apr 3, 2018 6:08:22 GMT -8
Out of Character
Not a Day of Claim
[Account] - 12,800z => 30,395z
[Joker | Gaia | JunkMan | Armiger | StrifeMan | Vanguard] - Accounts reduces to 0z
[Account] - 1,895z
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Post by Raven8 on Apr 27, 2018 13:03:36 GMT -8
When a door closes...
?: It's just awful how the office suits such as that one treat such an... entrepreneuring... Navi such as yourself. Hmm, Embera?
The voice resounds from around the corner of the back, beckoning from the shadows with a coy, condescending... yet also interested tone.
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