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 Posted: Wed Nov 08, 2006 1:44 pm
The center of Daitokai #3, CC is the hub of the entire economy of the area. Pierced by the monolith Spire, the area draws out as a giant compass rose, leading off to all the other zones while they all trickle back here. A mix of all the zones and unique in it's own way, Central City is a giant metal grater that tears apart any that don't have the willpower to stand up for themselves. Grand cloudscraping mega corp complexes intermingle with rubble and businesses of ill report. A place where anything can happen, and for a price, you might get to choose what and where.
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Posted: Wed Nov 08, 2006 1:49 pm
Leocadia strolls around the outskirts of Spire with a disgruntled look on her face that deflect many peddlers and those wishing to talk to the second in charge of the Ashe Daughters.
"Yet another thing he isn't telling me . . . and worse, he hired that despicable DoM for a part in it." She thinks somewhat out loud. "Something big is going to happen, and if I'm not going to be told what that thing is, then I'll just have to find out on my own!"
And with an idea forming in her head, she heads off to one of the meat lifts to Koto.
"It's time that Cyberia re-opened!" She announced with a grin and set off in a sprint.
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Posted: Wed Nov 08, 2006 1:59 pm
A soft buzz lets Belle know that she has a call. She pulls out a sat phone.
"Hey Cade! what's up?" Happy to hear a familiar voice, she feels kinda guilty that she hasn't been to HQ in a couple weeks.
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Posted: Wed Nov 08, 2006 2:34 pm
"Head over to Cyberia when you get the chance Belle, we're opening her back up." She replies and ends the connection. "It would make things alot easier if that girl would just get cyberized already."
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Posted: Wed Nov 08, 2006 2:37 pm
"She's always up to something." She says to her quiet phone.
"Oh well, got nothing else to do, better see what's up . . . I hope Ranewater is there." She replies to herself as she shifts another gears and speeds up to the Koto ways.
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Posted: Tue Nov 28, 2006 9:24 am
Alan Wilkon walks out of some back alleys and collapses onto the sidewalk, his head was bleeding and his clothes were tattered. For a moment he looked up and around, his eyes looked lost and confused. Citizens walked by, ignoring, what they preceived to be a 'bum.' The man soon passed out from a knot on his head. He now was alone, no friends, no family,....no memories.
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Posted: Tue Nov 28, 2006 2:19 pm
A Cat meow is heard echoing down and alley, followed by the sounds of bones breaking and sad squeaks.
A few minutes later Threl Kaar comes out from around a corner holding a cat by its tail. The cats head had been smashed in, the bloody hammer in Threl's other hand confirmes your suspicition.
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Posted: Wed Nov 29, 2006 7:43 pm
a wandering vagrant mozy's by in the background kicking a ball of tinfoil as he thinks to himself. [all my words and works have been forgotten, how is it that i can remember having something, and yet at every turn i am told otherwise]
*silence*
"I WILL ONCE AGAIN REGAIN MY IDENTITY" he yells to the towering spire. "again, i will be whole again"
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Posted: Thu Nov 30, 2006 8:49 am
It didnt take threl kaars cyber ears to pick up the yell that came down the alley. Anoyed he stops to yell back.
"Keep it down, some of us have work to do!!"
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Posted: Fri Dec 01, 2006 1:07 am
~Leadstorm nervously walked into the Central City, looking back at the barren wasteland of the Butcher's Field longingly. But there was work to do and his life may depend on it being done. He looked around for someone to direct him to a gunsmith.~
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Posted: Mon Dec 04, 2006 2:59 pm
Noticing that the street he was using to leave the 'Field and going to Central, he gives a small nod when their eyes meet. He subtly flashes a bit of hand speak without raising his arm, a small greeting solos give each other when they know the person isn't their target in hopes of some info swapping.
As much as he likes is privacy, Dom knows that finding the right connections and developing his trust and honour among the local solos is vital to not getting blacklisted.
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Posted: Tue Dec 05, 2006 12:30 pm
The city was busy this night and Threl Kaar was begining to feel uneasy. The only people he wished to be around were customers and he doubted any of these people could apreashiate some good cyber work.
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Posted: Thu Dec 07, 2006 8:31 pm
Disease_of_Machinery Noticing that the street he was using to leave the 'Field and going to Central, he gives a small nod when their eyes meet. He subtly flashes a bit of hand speak without raising his arm, a small greeting solos give each other when they know the person isn't their target in hopes of some info swapping. As much as he likes is privacy, Dom knows that finding the right connections and developing his trust and honour among the local solos is vital to not getting blacklisted. Leadstorm recognises the Gesture, though more of a nomad himself, and motions to a small Cyber Cafe where they can sit and talk. Any information he could get of this place would be more than appreciated.
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Posted: Fri Dec 08, 2006 12:04 pm
No matter how many people stalk the cold streets of the Central City with him Threl Kaar always found it to be empty of real life. This cold night however was begging to feel alive... Something must be up.
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Posted: Fri Dec 08, 2006 2:32 pm
Dom winks in response and heads over to the cafe casually, alot of people know him around here and he doesn't want them to think he's on the job and gonna make a mess.
Once inside, he takes a small table by the back surrounded by many other small tables. "So, you on the job? Haven't seen you around Central, you new here?"
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