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Post: 48061115_1 created on Fri Mar 13, 2009 8:59 pmPosted: Fri Mar 13, 2009 8:59 pm
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http://cocktail.silentragedy.net/img/header.jpg There are rumours about this steel building on the outskirts of Barton - it might have started life as a dark and nebulous factory, then a warehouse storing dubious goods, then abandoned, then reinvented as a sinister laboratory by a mad scientist since inexplicably vanished… Lately, however, it seems to have found a new lease of life as -[ .hybrid TECHNICA. ]-, a simple petstore - of sorts: there are those who say that the genetically modified animal-human hybrids they sell are no less dodgy than the endeavours undertaken in its foreboding structure before. ![]() [ The core enterprise and main building, open 24/7 - all C*cktails are very welcome to frequent the premises ] All that, however, is little of your concern - the petshop must not be doing too badly, for recent renovations have seen additional floors, and an enclosed bar next to the new rooftop pool. That bar, so very creatively named HQ, is what you are here for tonight - at the behest of the mysterious flyer in the mail: http://cocktail.silentragedy.net/img/flyer.jpg Glass panels slide open to yield entrance - the lobby is brightly lit, spotless and sterile. You are about to approach reception when you spot the sign obviously meant for the likes of you: 'HQ on rooftop - elevator this way'. You follow the arrow - though not before the frontdesk blunette has called out a cheery "Welcome to HyTech and HQ! Do enjoy your visi-" the elevator doors shut to cut off her last word. It is a short ride and you step out to the sun setting over the empty rooftop, shifting hues reflected in the tranquil pool. The glass dome beckons and you finally set foot in your intended destination. . entrance . . updates . rules . showroom . naming . directory . album . . dna resequencer . event 1 - 3 . credits . dj booth . notables . . linking + links . As the flyer promised, the bar is dark, a startling contrast to the bright lights of the building proper. The walls are finished in black, and a glowing mounted sign informs you that this is, indeed, HQ. Lights striate quietly over the dance floor as a trance beat plays. "Maxwell - you're going to spill that if you don't stop showing off~" - a high, light voice laughs - you look up…catch sight of the girl that graces the flyer. The girl…what you didn't expect is that she is standing on the counter, all of 2 feet tall. http://cocktail.silentragedy.net/img/teast.jpg http://cocktail.silentragedy.net/img/break.jpg |
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