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Post by mirror on Oct 24, 2014 10:40:12 GMT -8
MirrorMan warps into the area, not long after B.o.B. and Phenoix do. Looking around helmetless, his eyes lay upon the trail of partially deleted demonic figures, seemingly being healed. Thinking to himself that he's likely on the right track, he begins to pick up his pace. Racing to catch up to his friends, hoping there wouldn't be a confrontation but knowing all-too-well there most likely would be, he materializes his helmet as he runs, flexing his fingers, preparing for a fight.
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Post by Phreezey Breeze on Oct 25, 2014 15:32:57 GMT -8
Excalibur pulsed in, following directly behind the trail of Mirror... He didn't like this place, but it didn't matter on preference, he needed to do what needed to be done to ensure this Hub.bat thing didn't fall into the wrong hands, as it seemed to prove both powerful and equally useless without proper care...
"Alright... This thing is obviously dangerous, I say we beat him down, take it somewhere safe, and then question him, it's too dangerous to keep it lying around..."
The Proxy aimed his buster out, it switched to a less-sniper barreled weapon, and more of a battle rifle, created simply for the purpose of turning Navi into swiss data...
"Unless there are any further objections, consensus between my matrixes say that there's a very high probability, at least 82.534% that he's going to be deleted or taken down in combat... Structural scans state there are passages in and out, hole those up, and no one goes in or our without consent from us. Your call gentlemen, we strike?"
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Post by ~Divine|<3|Heart~ on Oct 25, 2014 22:53:57 GMT -8
||Donna |&| Yami||
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“I know I just met this guy,” the pointed toe of a heel nudged at the motionless shoulder of a fallen demon, “But I have to admire Ol’ Feathers’ commitment to this pacifist thing.”
Yami had pulsed in, moments after the others as she intended to follow her lead. She had no idea what these NetNavis were pursuing, but just like any other businesswoman, she stayed true to her pursuit! Information was good in most cases, even the minor details, and so she found it idea to follow the righteous NetNavi who had rambled on in the Forest Network. Whatever he had an interest in, she doubt he would tell someone like herself, a denizen of the dark side of the internet and so she proceeded cautiously among the path of bodies, but stopped short of the proximity trying to find herself an alternate route.
“May be best to go around and explore,” she noted to herself, “I have a feeling that Ol’ Feathers doesn’t want a...well...charming gal’ like me around.”
Yami stepped off the path, going around the old prison that for some peculiar reason looked like the remnants of a factory. Her eyes swept over the twisted metal, touched the rust, and breathed remnants of dying sulfur that seemed to litter the area. She collected her data as she walked around, her eyes vigilant for the path of bodies as well as any of the familiar figures that she took good note of upon departure of the Emerald Network.
________________________________________________________ “But the naïve do not rule the world my dear!"
Now Playing: “Maboroshi” by Kanon Wakeshima Chatty Ditz: ----- Quotation: Original Location Change from: [Emerald Network]
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Post by notegg on Oct 29, 2014 16:21:01 GMT -8
"82.534% of deletion." Such a high estimate. Static wasn't concerned. Deep inside the prison, he sat in the guards' room, watching the camera's that littered the place. Such a rotted, vile place. Why was it here that the data pointed to? Hub.bat was a thing of purity, of goodwill. - Or so Octavius said. Where could it be?
And those punks- they thought he was with that lunatic Juno? The madman with a messiah complex. Always fighting, making a scene.
This world was so corrupt - but Entropy so pure. Their plot advances quickly, the high Octavius' mind planning steps beyond what even Static could see. His beady red eyes peered around the room, and he left, searching again for this program of purity.
Hopefully no one would botch this again and unleash yet another tyrant.
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Post by ~Divine|<3|Heart~ on Oct 30, 2014 20:15:53 GMT -8
||Donna |&| Yami||
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It only took Yami a second to let herself go around the prison’s side and make her own entrance. A single palm placed itself on the side of the building, and the wall collapsed as if it was being swallowed in by a black hole...which it was. A small compact dark sphere started to suck in a small portion of the wall before it shrunk and collapsed in on itself. This left nothing but a hole on the side of the building which Yami stepped through and proceeded inside. The fallen bodies of the demon guards were what hinted her towards her runaway stray and the lack of loud chatter was her hint that the other group had not made the scene as of yet.
“Perfect!” she said endearingly, “Ol’ feathers and crew are no where around! Looks like it’s time for this gal to be a little naughty!”
Yami had begun to walk through the prison, trying to be hot on Static’s trail as she looked for any sign of breaking in or checked the floors for unconscious fighters. If he had gotten into this place as an unwelcomed guest, he most likely did not slip in quietly. This place was riddled with some strange residents and not to mention the employees were not the cutest. It did not impede Yami as it only excited her more to explore the inner reaches of such a beautifully, but mysterious facility.
Proceeding through the prison, she trekked her way to the best place to start in such an elaborate building: the surveillance room. Information was power after all!
________________________________________________________ “But the naïve do not rule the world my dear!"
Now Playing: “Maboroshi” by Kanon Wakeshima Chatty Ditz: ----- Quotation: Original
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Post by Phreezey Breeze on Oct 31, 2014 14:39:46 GMT -8
"Guys! Scans pinged back! Something's hit the outer walls, scans suggest a sphere, looks like someone blew a demo charge... We need to find that source, it may be reinforcements!"
Excalibur called to MirrorMan and B.o.b, making a gesture similar to a man trying to direct a plane, but with a single hand, as if signaling them to move out... He would then proceed down the hall, sliding and checking corners, making sure those around him were clear... He would peek around the edges, checking the halls...
"Come on! We gotta move!"
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Post by notegg on Nov 4, 2014 16:06:29 GMT -8
/*
This is a sanity post, for me and for you.
For reasons unimportant I haven't been in a proper mind to be making coherent posts, and for this reason I am ending this current plot thread. Interested parties will be notified when this starts back up.
In the meantime, you search the building, finding no trace of Static nor HUB.BAT. You do however, each find, two GMDs.
*/
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Post by mirror on Nov 4, 2014 16:31:46 GMT -8
Coming up empty handed, after all their work, was annoying. They were so close only to have it all slip away! Though the GMD's they found were useful in and of themselves, they weren't what they had hoped to find.
Waiting for the others to congregate and determine a plan for further action, Mirror decides to access the GMD's he'd found.
[Access > GMD] [Access > GMD]
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Post by Phreezey Breeze on Nov 4, 2014 16:53:51 GMT -8
The search, leading nothing, yielded Excalibur to no trace of the perpetrator, or that HUB.BAT thing he wished to lock away... Returning to MirrorMan and B.o.b, he hung his head in shame, a slightly blue hue coming to his body...
"S-Sorry guys, I... I mean... we goofed, all five of us... Had Alpha not been such a... whatever, we might have gotten him, but at least we have these things."
He tilted his head, at the cluster of GMDs that seemed to have floated their way... Excalibur felt as if these were some sort of compensation from a higher power, as this personality tended to be a bit more religious than logical, using faith to guide his timid steps, he began to boot up firmware and auto-scans to try and decode the Mystery Data...
[GARRICKS.WINRAR ACTIVE, SENTINEL.WINRAR ACTIVE, NOW SCANNING TARGETS...]
[ACCESS > GMD] [ACCESS > GMD]
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Post by Phen on Nov 4, 2014 16:58:21 GMT -8
MirrorMan gets:
1300z, 800z
Excalibur gets:
300z, 900z
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Post by B.o.B. on Nov 4, 2014 17:30:30 GMT -8
B.o.B. sat in utter disappointment and frustration. It punched the wall it had just created and it disappeared with out a trace."What complete nonsense...finally some progression all for this commonplace result..." B.o.B:"...it seems we are at a dead end for now...I'm leaving, this place is of no interest anymore...Mirror you have my net IP so if you ever feel like meeting up just use that...Phoenix...please notify me again if you find anymore info or shards...I'd be glad to continue analyzing them for you..." While speaking B.o.B. walked up to Mirror placing its hand on his shoulder, then over to Phoenix handing over a small data cube containing B.o.B.'s personal mail address. Looking over its shoulder B.o.B. gave a small wave and then de-resed in a beam of light and out of the network. Access GMDx2 [Location Change: unknown]
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Post by Phen on Nov 4, 2014 17:34:34 GMT -8
B.o.B. gets:
800z, 1800z
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Post by Genesis on Nov 5, 2014 15:22:06 GMT -8
*Somewhat like before, a message was broadcast then through the colony. This time the sender was obvious around the start of the message, someone that some would know and some would not.*
"Citizens of the Dark Colony, I'll save you some time and say that this is Xion, the foreigner of the Dark Dimension. When the Autumnal Assault happened I saw it as a chance to flex my muscle. But then I became the governor of the place. Now this came as a mixed blessing back then. I left you to your own devices to do as you saw fit. We stand divided because of this. So allow me to tell you of my vision for the future when the dust settles here. I won't promise that this is the vision that your Dark Lord Samhain had for you. He chose me to govern in the first place, and this is what I have chosen to do as a result."
"My goal is for you to be able to do as you please. Whenever and wherever you desire. To push beyond just this simple island that we possess. For you to no longer be just expendable forces, but a part of what has become something much larger than that. For you to lead lives that please you. Not because you're simply people that are governed by me and those assigned to my side, but because you all have become a part of a whole. A whole that will continue to grow ever more as long as we stand united instead of turning against one another as we have so far."
"So now I ask you to make your choice. Do you want to stand with me and accomplish this goal together? Or would you rather stand with Xezzukhz, a man who doesn't even know what to do with his power? As always, and as always will be, that choice is yours to make."
*And with that the connection slowly closed, leaving it up to them to decide the rest as promised.*
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Post by mirror on Nov 11, 2014 11:06:41 GMT -8
(OOC: This post is assuming Phenoix is still here, Phen. Just giving you a heads up. Will edit this if he's not.) MirrorMan turns to Phenoix, sighing, slightly disappointed.
"Well, this has proved fruitless. Not much to do now, is there? I was wondering... do you know of a navi named Iscon? I met him a while back and we were having an interesting discussion, but then he had to go off to attend to some business or other. Do you know where I might find him? I've got nothing else to do and I'd rather enjoy continuing that conversation."
But just then, Mirror gets a blip of an email.
"Huh, new Bounty Hunter Hourly came in... Whoa, the Electopian First International Bank put a 80,000Z hit out on this Xezzukhz guy." he says aloud for Phenoix to hear. "I'm gonna go check in with B.o.B. and maybe we'll go take this guy on. Maybe I'll see you there? Sorry to ask a question and run off on you, send me an email if anything comes up."
With that, Mirror beams away in a flash of grey light.
[Location Change: Dark City]
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Post by ~Divine|<3|Heart~ on Nov 11, 2014 21:05:01 GMT -8
||Donna |&| Yami||
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“Mmm...how unfortunate! Nothing but a waste of time and a couple of diamonds!”
Two batches of Mystery Data was shuffled to Yami’s left arm and pressed between there and her bosom. With one touch of her right ear, she had opened a small messenger window and started to type into the air as every movement of a finger was met with the square glow of what seemed like a keypad. Soon enough, a set of characters appeared before her as Yami had slid her left hand from right to left and pressed another square-light node forward as it glowed for a moment before flying into the reaches of Cyberspace.
“I’ll leave it to you my little girl. I have better things to do at the moment!” With that, Yami logged out of the net area as she had decided to return to the mafia woman. She had a feeling what little information she had could be used for the better...somehow...someway...
Yami - <Access GMD> Yami - <Access GMD>
________________________________________________________ “But the naïve do not rule the world my dear!"
Now Playing: “Maboroshi” by Kanon Wakeshima Chatty Ditz: ----- Quotation: Original Location Change to: [TBA]
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