Post by shadowwalker on Oct 17, 2021 15:25:29 GMT -8
coldjoe eters lobby
coldjoe after finding some pocket change in the repair room begins making his way out the building but with how bad of shape it is and getting worse by the minute he stumbles into the lobby hoping the others can find their way out too.
Entering the vault, Embera discovers 6 golden mystery data floating in place. On inspection, it's obvious that each one holds at least 100,000z. Searching the room also uncovers an additional 300z on the floor.
Inside of the Server Room, StrifeMan finds 2 Normal Navis cowering in the corner. With a thanks, they run out of the room, leaving StrifeMan to pick up 2 Gold Mystery Data before moving on.
(the game is BASICALLY over, so we're skipping the Heel Navi and going straight for the endgame.)
Finding herself in FreezeMan's burning office, Rosary discovers a strange, silver-colored mystery data hidden away on FreezeMan's personal system. Under normal circumstances, this data would be nearly impossible to access, but the fire makes it fairly simple.
What secrets could this unique mystery data hold about a corporate juggernaut such as FreezeMan, as well as the business that he runs....?
Right after the data is tucked away, Gravity Beetle bursts in from an outside wall and brushes himself off. With a nod, he walks past Rosary and barrels his way back out of the building, still intent on demolition for the safety of Element City.
<The wall between B2 and C2 has been broken>
All searches not dealt with before this post yield 200 Zenny per room.
The building has been searched, and everyone made it out safely! All that remains is to rally outside and meet with FreezeMan to complete the event!
Kuwanger continues Eventually returns to the entrance, jumping through space-time with his search of the building completed. But he had some data he needed to show to Freezeman, it was HIS building afterall. "I found these in R&D," Kuwanger greeted him, and revealed the Mystery Data he had been given.
*Embera looked around the vault, and could see nothing but the swollen gold mystery data. Unsure of the contents or the owners, she materialized a bag and began loading them in, like a retro cat-burglar. It was then she would hear a loud crash from the other side of the building. Not wanting to be stuck when everything came crumbling down, Embera then began booking it out of the building. With a dramatic dive, she leapt from the entrance, making it out and back onto the street. She looked back at the fireball of a building and saw...she made it by a long shot...honestly she probably had another ten minutes before this building would collapse. Dusting herself off, she stood back up, and approached FreezeMan, bag-in-hand.*
Embera: I was able to open a path for as many people as I could on the way to the northeast of the building. I thought someone could have been trapped in the vault, but all I found were these mystery-data. I don't know who they belonged to, but I wanted to save as much people and property as possible, and I don't know if the funds were insured.
*As she spoke, her eyes would repeatedly dart back over to Fiera, continuously eyeing her up and down, unhappily, but without a spiteful killing intent. The woman responsible for much of Embera's early crises, probably completely unaware of the tall navi sharing her face. Internally, Embera knew that her name carried on the net today, but not many people probably knew of her history, and she honestly would keep it that way. However, meeting the navi whose data signature gave her form was one of the final steps in ensuring closure in Embera's identity, and this opportunity would not be passed up, as her focus was now square on Fiera.*
Clearly the only answer to continue the path to what you despise most and become the most powerful being on site so no one can beat you so you can play the game fairly. fist pump ~Shast
The elemental trio proceed to rally near Freezeman for the grand finale of this mission, looking toward him with anticipation.
Now that they're within range (moreso than before), Doomistra senses something...familiar about Embera and is also the first of the three to notice her frequent glances directed to her friend, Fiera. The other two are, seemingly, none the wiser.
Riclice stretches a bit still oblivious to glances and near stares toward his 'sister' , while Doomistra quickly shifts over to Fiera's other side.
"That woman's been eyeing you for a bit now. Do you...know her?" Doomistra whispered to her fiery comrade.
Fiera responds by stealing a glance in Embera's direction, scanning her up and down. She was noticeably taller than all three of them, but now that she was closer Fiera could almost pick up something familiar about the navi.
"I don't think I do...?" she whispered back, though she did notice something...exactly what it was was a bit beyond her still.
They both subconsciously stared at Embera, trying to figure out what this familiarity was.
Riclice, resting his arms behind his head as he stood nearby, looked over at the ones he regarded as his older siblings and traced their glance over to the tall navi.
'Hah...now what?' he thought to himself inwardly, while an exasperated sigh escaped his lips.
[StrifeMan searches 7 rooms on his way out, claiming 1,400z]
StrifeMan was among the last of the Navis to come out of the building, dancing about capriciously and cackling in some form of maniacal glee. As he passed over the threshold he jumped up and spun about, his appearance changing perhaps three different times before he landed again, back in his usual, fiendish state with charred, hardened skin like black ash and horns to decorate his brow.
He looked around at the others gathered, and especially at the NormNavis that had escaped. Cackling until he was out of breath, StrifeMan took one great heave in to calm himself, or at least calm himself as much as he could, before he began to speak, again.
"tehehihi! Let it be known, you see, for the Undernet can be a sanctuary! The great merciful leader has opened up its borders to all in need, so you may go now that we have completed this deed!"
With his part said, StrifeMan otherwise gathered alongside the group, watching as everyone else presented their spoils. He had collected a few mystery data inside of the building, it was true, but he wasn't really sure if he wanted to show them to any of them. They were his bundles of gold! His treasures to hoard and to scold! StrifeMan shook his head, though, as if it were known that the pieces were in there and he didn't share them, he was at risk of losing it all.
StrifeMan produced his golden mystery data, as well. "StrifeMan . . . we, me, I, thy humble servant . . . found these shinies inside. Pretty, shiny, clinky! He would much like them, for the truth is said, but he knows that they are not naturally his to take in your stead."
Post by Nightshade on Oct 24, 2021 18:15:57 GMT -8
The juuka pretty much evacuated the building the moment it was clear there was no real reason for him to hang in that place. The building didn't have what he was looking for, surprise surprise. Then again, finding one of those big boy programs everyone he met seemed to have probably was beyond the reach of a glorified business navi, as rich as they may be. Not to mention the other thing which was going to be even rarer to find with Gregar gone. Still, the beast was huge and it was likely some remnants could be hiding somewhere. He just needed to get inside its lair to search.
The feline tip tapped his way to where Freezeman was. He didn't want to remain in public much, considering he was still a fugitive around someplace and a terrorist in some others. It is really true and very ironic. Ya either die a hero or live to become the villain.
Nightshade handed over the 800z he had found messing around in the building. At this point in time he had little need of money, especially that small of a sum. He glanced at Strifeman as he spoke about the undernet. Yeah right. Open to all but him. That was a place he never went and he really didn't care much about it if it weren't the closest to the bottom where you'd probably find the underground of the whole net where a big fliping cybeast could hide all this time.
Perhaps he should linger a little longer so that he could follow the derange darloid back to the hole he crawled out of...