Role-Play Cyberpunk

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  1. Nevermore

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    Voices, lights, electronic droning and buzzing, the idle beep of a medical machine, these sounds seemed out of place for the afterlife. The world wasn't white and filled with clouds, though he wasn't surprised, Heaven wasn't going to let him in, but there was no fire or heat either. It was dark. He felt nothing, his lifeless, broken body floating in an endless blackness with no end. I'm dead, right? He couldn't move as he tried to inspect the world around him, though he couldn't open his eyes either.

    Flashes of memories shook him slightly. They didn't seem to be his but he also couldn't deny they felt like his memories. He saw men move around him, peering down at him from where they stood above him. He was bloody heap on the road. The crash! He tried to groan but couldn't. They had blown him up with a missile but it seemed he had survived. Who were the men around him? He remembered numbly the pain of being hoisted from the ground and placed in a van but had no memory of the destination. His mind was blank for several moments before more memories faded in and out. He had opened his eyes. They were operating on him, saving his life. The pain, he remembered the unbearable pain of what they were doing to him. God, did I really scream like that? His thoughts were curses as he failed to recognize these men. The hitman jolted awake with a start, a hoarse cry escaping his lips before he clamped them shut and scanned the room with blurry vision.

    "Ah," a smooth voice captured his attention and made his neck snap his vision to the area directly in front of him. It took him a second to realize it, but he was restrained. Only his head was free. An old, balding man wearing a crisp, white lab coat stood directly in front of Daven, just in front of a sliding door that was closing. He had just entered the lab. The man adjusted the thin glasses perched upon his hawkish nose with a grin before speaking with a thick accent, "My friend, it is a very good pleasure to see you awake. You had us worried for many an hour during our work. We thought for sure you would die. I am glad to see a man with such strong will. I knew we had chosen well."

    "W-who..?" Daven's voice was gone, it hurt to speak, but the man didn't hesitate.

    "Yohan," the man replied happily, "Dr. Yohan Creviz, head of the research and development department, specializing in the medical aspect of our work. You must be wondering where you are, yes?" Daven's nod earned him a cheerful grin from the doctor, "Though you are pretty much a ghost in this world, something I must say is quite impressive, you were not unknown to the Government. We could not track you effectively, but we could make accurate guesses. The men that attacked you, Caesar's ilk, were even easier to follow. We knew a man like Caesar would not give up on you so easily so we watched what he did and waited, quite patiently I might add. It has paid off splendidly," the man made a grand gesture with his arms, flourishing his white coat in all directions before returning the limbs to their resting place behind his back, "Daven, welcome to the foremost respected lab in the world. You are our number one test subject."
     
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    "Through here!" Hollywood barked back at her before throwing his weight into one final door, its hinges screeching like banshees as the barrier was sent crashing backward, bent and broken. The android halted in the gaping doorway, the dim light of the hall pouring about his frame like waves, forcing the shadows that had engulfed the laboratory to reel back is if in terror. He peered into the darkness with narrowed eyes, his mismatched gaze scouring the room before finally coming to rest upon the lone silhouette that stood silent at its heart. Icarus exhaled, stepping forward. "Shit, am I glad to see you, Old Man. I don't know what the Hell's goin' on, but we need to high-tail it the fuck outta here before..."

    He stilled mid-step, his breath catching in his throat.

    "Dad!" the android roared as Shannon's body crashed to the floor, a sharp sheen of crimson cutting through the darkness of what had now become his tomb. The thing stepped forth from the shadows as if born of them - faceless and ominous as the blade of light mounted atop its wrist emanated a sinister sing. The walls trembled in the wake of Hollywood's howl, his scream riding upon wings screeching static.
     
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    Willow rounded the corner in time to see the good doctors body fall to the ground. Memory of the day before, and the Sentential that had taken them all their ammo, three people, and a huge dose of luck to kill, she fought back the urge to scream. Hardened assassins don't scream when they are about to die.

    The machine in front of them didn't seem to notice her. It was fixated steadily on Hollywood. She backed away, turned, and ran again. Retracing her steps, she barreled into the room where Isabella had been, and leaned against the wall, panting. "Time to go, hacker. Something fucking huge is back there. Horn-dog's pissed, his dad's dead, and that didn't feel like revenge rage. Let's get out of here. Like, NOW."
     
  4. Paladin_girl

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    When the android's howl careened down the halls, Isabella's insides seemed to freeze as the audio against her ear became unbearable. The horrific noise seemed to gape like the maw of a crazed beast – and when it dissipated, the look on Willow's face seemed to imprint what Isabella had dreaded to find. She couldn't blame the android for his rage. Her words only dug a dark pit of anger in her belly. The doctor was dead, a companion was left behind and she just wanted to fucking run? The hacker seized the woman's arm.

    'You'd leave him? You'd leave a survivor to die?' She tapped the Wasp's Nest, the hardware roaring into life, jittering against her temples. 'Find a gun. There are going to be worse threats out there.' Isabella dropped her eyes to the floor, her voice quietening.

    I forget sometimes that we're nothing but soft sacks of meat.

    'I'm staying here until I get the data nodes from the main computer. It's a quick job. Icarus is going to be the only legacy left from his “father's” work. Then there's Vacilla. If you don't wanna stay here Daisy, use the vents to manoeuvre around to get to my bike. You'll have clearance. Find Daven or his bike. All right?' She smirked bitterly. 'Or hell. Do what the fuck you want. At least you'll be alive.'

    She sprinted past the assassin, switching the vision in the goggles to Nocturnal. The display seemed to shiver for moments before fragmenting into a gentle, deep blue before her eyes. Light scattered into silhouettes, sheathing figures in red-and-white hues.

    Shit. This is suicide.

    She raised her hand, bracing herself before raising her hand, pressing the Wasp's Nest against her head, peering into the laboratory. Heat rose in her stomach as rage boiled within her, the sight of Shannon's body a bloody mess on the white floor. An unjust execution.

    “I didn't realise that your kind knew about justice.”

    While her thoughts were on the impending danger, her eyes swept across the dark surface, hunting for the main frame. It was easy to find, the connection ports a doddle – but there was going to be little time to switch on the processing units and get everything going...

    A faint smirk passed her lips that whispered something of an idea. With Icarus pissed, the attention would be on him, if not for the briefest of moments.

    Maybe that was all she needed.
     
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    "You," Icarus seethed in his fury, the eye that had once burned sky blue now churning crimson. His frame shuddered and his muscles constricted, pulsating beneath the streaks of ebon ink that steadily took on a redder shade. Scarlet steam ascended from the myriad markings, lapping at the air like tongues of flame salivating with hunger. His veins seemed to convulse about his boiling blood, waves of intense heat rolling from his pours, searing and singeing anything within its wake.

    The sentinel cocked its head sideways, as if mocking the raging android - a dull golden glow emanating from beneath its faceless helm. It stood taller than its cohorts that yet stalked along the walls, with broader shoulders and a lither frame. The blade of light that extended from its wrist was almost long enough to reach the floor, its end scorching the once-white panel black without even touching it.

    When Hollywood lunged, the shade recoiled - reeling back from the waist as the android's blade of blue erupted from his careening fist. Icarus' slashes were like those of a madman, his blood billowing about him in carmine clouds with every swipe and sweep. He struck at the sentinel's head, its chest, its torso, its arms and its legs, he screamed and he bellowed and he howled and he roared - and all the while his father's murderer swayed and whirled like a leaf dancing in the wind, flowing about every attack as if made of rippling water instead of cold metal. It raised its own saber of light to parry Hollywood's away before surging forward, slamming its fist into the underside of the android's jaw. The force of the blow sent him flying back, hefted into the air like a discarded rag before crashing down atop a nearby terminal.
     
  6. Paladin_girl

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    The lights flickered. Isabella chewed on her lip, tasting sour zest on her tongue. She instinctively ducked with every clatter and bang which deafened her ears. The data roared across her vision like a pixel-tsunami, shattering everything with its depths. She gritted her teeth; in this state, restarting the computer would be insane.

    I'll have to come back here at some point.

    The rain of data suddenly stopped, the contents manifesting a copy of the computer-matriarch, packeted up in a stream of encryption. The hacker frowned, reaching into the mainframe, leaving no room for courtesy as she manually tore into the machine, fumbling with the processing unit and hard drives, tearing them from their homes.

    She wasn't leaving any room for these asshats to find a database again. They had ruined her investments – the least she could do was pay them back for it.

    Her eyes next fell on the doctor's corpse.

    She knew what she had to do.

    When finished, she raised her hand against the Wasp's Nest's terminal, the lights flicking to a celestial blue. It found the Sentinel and sent the message, her left hand on her gun at all times.

    COMMAND PROMPT: SELF-DESTRUCT IMMINENT.
     
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    "T-Test subject..?" Daven rasped, his voice like knives against his throat as he spoke, "I know that name. They say... They say you make androids." He was silent for several long moments. Sweat beaded on his forehead, dripping down his face as he struggled to look at his body. Though his head was not restrained like his arms and legs, a leather strap ran across his forehead to keep him from looking down. He thrashed slightly, struggling against his restraints as panic tore into his mind. His calm demeanor had been lost when he nearly died, waking on a government operating table didn't help. He was sore all over, and in great pain in many places, but he felt surprisingly good, he thought, for someone that had been hit with a missile. Just what had Yohan done to him?

    "Mostly correct," Yohan's response was gleeful. He took a chair from one of the monitors and wheeled it over to sit before Daven's raised table. The hit man could only see him by straining his eyes against the bottoms of their lids. The doctor noticed this and offered him an apologetic smile before backing up enough that Daven could see him without strain, "I make cyborgs, my friend. It is, sadly, a common misconception. An android is a robotic being that looks human, while a cyborg is a human whose physiological functioning is aided by or dependent upon a mechanical or electronic device, or in most cases, devices. This is simply a text book definition, of course. The work that I do," the glint in his eye was devilish, betraying his calm personality, "The work I enjoy, builds cyborgs that might as well be androids. They are more machine than man, after all."

    "What..." Daven's rasp screeched shaken rage, "Did... You do to me?" As an answer to the question Yohan didn't speak but simply unlatched the leather strap that restrained Daven's head. The killer watched Yohan carefully, his distrustful nature returning as he struggled to bring himself to look at his body. When his eyes finally fell low enough to examine himself he was shocked by what he found. From the neck down he was covered by a skin tight suit that seemed both cloth and metal at the same time. The flexible, tough material shined under the fluorescent lighting as he once again struggled to move. The more he moved, the more he realized that despite his pains, his injuries were somehow gone, and despite the tightness of the black body suit he now wore, it was surprisingly comfortable. "My..." He swallowed hard, "Wounds. They're..?"

    "Gone?" Yohan spoke excitedly, "Yes, my friend. There were many things that could not be fixed. You are very fortunate that we found you when we did. No one else has the technology it took to save you. It is sad, but there was much that needed to be replaced." As the doctor spoke a look of horror slowly overtook Daven's face. "Many internal organs, whole muscle groups, even bones, we fixed what we could, but you have a great deal of new parts," the old man smiled, his hawkish nose making him look like a bird of pray that had just discovered a meal, "I am proud to say that you are my best work. Yes, a fine prototype. You are mostly healed, but because of the extensive damage and repair, you must rest for now. In a few days, you will be tested."

    Daven grit his teeth, his knuckles turning white as he clenched tight fists and strained against his bonds. The belts creaked in protest as he pulled against them. His body shook with rage and disgust as words leaked painfully from between his lips. "Prototype..? Tested? You've turned me into a damn machine!? Why? What makes you think I'll obey the government?"

    Yohan's answer was calm, quiet, and reserved, he had stood from his chair and was replacing it at the desk as he spoke, "Because you will have no choice in the matter. Tools do not question their user. You are no different my friend. We chose you for a reason." He pressed the button to open the door, stepping through it as it glided open on silent tracks. The doctor turned to face Daven with a reassuring smile on his face. "Be happy you get to live to see the day when we achieve the ultimate weapon. You are the first step to creating the human Sentinel." The door shut with a soft hiss and the doctor was gone. Daven's form went slack against his restraints with a groan.
     
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    The sentinel advanced briskly toward Icarus' fallen frame, rearing back with its energy blade to strike down at the android and impale him through the chest, stopping suddenly and offering a faint twitch. Its faceless visage turned toward Isabella, the dull glow beneath its ebon visor pulsating as if the thing were laughing. Its hum was ominous and deep, rolling like waves in the sea before it turned its free hand toward the hacker unceremoniously, the limb bending down at the wrist until she found herself staring down the barrel of the turret mounted atop its forearm. A bright light erupted from its end, but the blast sailed high - slamming into the roof in a last of sparks as Hollywood threw himself against the obsidian predator with a howl of fury, tackling it to the ground. His fist rocked across the sentinel's helm, its neck bending with the blow before jolting forward - headbutting Icarus square in the center of his forehead. His growl was sharp and short as he staggered back, his eyes full of fire before throwing himself back into the fray.
     
  9. Paladin_girl

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    Isabella's eyes had widened in shock, no anticipating her final moments to be staring at the barrel of a gun so early. A low, feral snarl emanated from her throat as the sentinel was shoved shrieking aside; if the complicated way wasn't going to work, it was going to make things delightfully simple.

    'Yo. Anyone ever tell you that you shouldn't abuse kids?'

    A shadow passed over the beast's shoulders, knees against the huge mounds of its shoulders, the head locked beneath her. The hacker's waist twisted as three rounds were fired, the gun's barrel fired directly at the Sentinel's head amidst the blur of smoke and flame.

    She gritted her teeth.

    'Nut him, damn it!' she roared, firing again.
     
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    Icarus flew through the air upon wings of scarlet steam, his bellow reverberating from wall to wall as he tore into the sentinel's torso with his blade of burning blue. The thing twisted violently, wrenching Isabella from atop its shoulders and spinning about to cleave apart the android's head before receiving a viscous blast from his cannon directly to its chest. It sailed back from its feet before slamming down atop a nearby terminal, sputtering sparks.

    Hollywood was oblivious to the world that crashed and burned around him, stalking forward to loom overtop of his fallen foe. "You," he seethed, closing his digits about the thing's helm. It offered a low hiss, as if laughing, before the golden dim beneath its visor faded steadily to black - mere moments before Icarus crushed its head entirely against the palm of his hand. He hefted its corpse through the nearest monitor, howling.
     
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    Willow landed roughly on the concrete outside, looking back over her shoulder at the building. Nothing she could do, she repeated to herself, a steady mantra as she took off down the sidewalk, her feet pounding in the near silence.

    A silence suddenly broken by a vicious howl. She skidded to a stop, the heels of her boots catching on a crack in the sidewalk. She turned back, torn.

    "Hey, you, what are you doin' out here, little missy?" The man wore torn clothes, a gun at his side, and another under his arm. She dropped her head, hiding behind her hair.

    "A man was chasing me, but I think he's gone now... Could you help me? I think I've broken my arm," the limb dangled by her side, limp, but perfectly fine. The man approached. He took her arm, rather gently, probing her flesh for broken bones. She stepped into him, pulling a knife from her hair while he was occupied. Slipping the blade between them, she held it to his heart.

    "Give me your weapons. Now."

    "Fuck off, bitch!" The stranger reached for his gun, knocking her arm away. Willow dropped, swept her foot around to knock his legs out from under him. Pining one arm with her foot, and the other with her hand, she sat on his hips, rendering him unable to displace her.

    "Fool, you could have lived." She stabbed him through the heart, driving the blade to the hilt. He shivered, then went completely limp. Searching him, she took his weapons and money, wiping her blade off on his shirt.

    Shaking her head, Willow turned back to the androids building. "I'm going to get myself killed. What the fuck is wrong with me, suddenly caring about people? Get a fucking grip, Willow." Despite her arguments to herself, she ran back to the building.
     
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    Isabella flew through the air to scramble across the floor before landing with a mighty slam, her body crushing between the wedge of the wall and what held it in place. The hacker lay there with a stiff groan, curling up against it to listen to the vicious sounds of tearing wires and unshackling muscle mass. The android's calling was like the thunder of war and it was this alone that made the woman rise stiffly from her newfound bed, forcing her heavy torso to push itself upwards to face the rage-bound cyborg. The danger that had confounded her and killed her new employer had passed, yet through the rumble of the floor, Isabella saw for herself the horrific strength which had torn the sentinel asunder.

    She shivered, rolling to sit on her rear and push up the strands of hair which had fallen across her eyes, her fingers meshing against the thick lines that blinded her slick with sweat. It was only when she had stopped moving that the chill had sunk its teeth into her skin and the soreness from her wrist and her body had pulsed forth. The hacker cursed quietly, leaning back against the wall before looking at Icarus once more through the gloom. The poor son-of-a-bitch was more human than he thought. He was just more honest about his feelings.

    Isabella's head rolled to look at the bloodstained corpse of the doctor. It hadn't sunk in yet; Shannon's death was going to be grieved belatedly – and every step of the emotional journey, she was going to hate it. It was a paced torment that was silent, slow and poisonous.

    Yet for now, she could only sigh, the sight of Icarus' bloodrage barely metres away from the desiccated remains.

    An old man dies, a little boy lives.

    Fair trade.

    Isabella smiled bitterly.

    So those comics were good for something at least. Words making sense of reality's bullshit. For every little thing that was insane, the words made things right. Put the madness in order. People doubted it enough to acknowledge it. People lapped it up enough to believe it. It was just a matter of preference. After all, that's what made people human, wasn't it?

    The hacker squeezed something tightly in her pocket.

    If that's what you believed.

    Isabella hauled herself up, shuffling forward. Her face was solemn.

    'Icarus. The sentinel's dead.'

    But it wasn't going to be okay, she wouldn't lie to him about that. Amidst the carnage already present however, the impending danger that could or could not be on its way had become obsolete. For now.

    Hope Daisy got out okay. Hope Mr. Stick-up-his-arse is alive. Fuck. I hope everything's going to be...
     
  13. Kitsune

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    Willow slipped in through some broken beams. The computer was still down, elevator out of commission. She growled. She patted the guns to make sure they were secure, then began her climb, flowing up the elevator shaft like a great cat, reaching, leaping and scrambling for the next beam, until she reached the floor she wanted.

    As silent as her heels would allow her, she traversed the corridors. All was silent. Readying the automatic, holding it firmly by her side, she crept along, listening for the Sentinel.

    All she heard was breathing.

    Rounding the corner, she saw the bloody remains of Shannon, the ruined husk of the Sentinel, and the prone forms of the hacker and android.

    "Come on, you two. We'll find shelter and get you guys patched up."
     
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    Hollywood's reply was an agonized wail, his beam-blade cutting through another terminal in a storm of sparks and volts. He staggered as if he were drunk, red fog pouring from his nostrils while it rolled in even greater volume from his back - his tattoos running scarlet as his very blood cooked within his veins. His hands found his head, clawing at his temples and seizing fistfuls of hair, a torrent of tears flooding from his eyes. Icarus gasped and sobbed, cried and screamed, fought and surrendered - crashing down atop his knees beside his father's corpse and all but crushing the pale cadaver against his chest.
     
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    When Willow's voice cut through the darkness, Isabella beamed. She nodded to the women with something attributed to warmth, gratitude shining in her eyes.

    The android's screams were a livid green in her ears. She gestured towards him with her head as she spoke.

    'Give him a minute.'

    She stumbled towards the curled figure, gingerly reaching out to rest her hand carefully on his boiling shoulder. She didn't say anything – nothing could be so devastating as interrupting the boy's grievance. The fog was a disturbing, dismal sight. It made her stomach churn - and yet, she waited.
     
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    Willow stepped closer, pushing her weapons to her back, and knelt. Slowly, so as not to startle him, she slid an arm over his shoulder, resting along Isabella's. The two women held the grieving man, with Willow whispering soothing nonsense in his ear.

    Let's go. Izzy, help me lift the doctor. We aren't leaving him in this... mess." She gestured ruefully around them at the remains.
     
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    When they made to move Shannon from Hollywood's arms the android only tightened his hold. He shook his head, the tears still rushing down his cheeks. "I don't... I... I... I don't... what is this, I c-can't breathe... don't," His face was buried in the doctor's bloody shoulder, muffling his sobs.
     
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    The hacker chewed on her lip for a moment before looking over her shoulder, eyeing the fragments of damage which had scattered across the floor. She carefully relinquished the hysterical man but remained knelt, turning back to lean closer towards the shuddering form.

    'Your father won't be the first to die, Icarus – but he built you to stop other children from losing their parents. To stop innocent people from being affected by anything out there.'

    She stood up, brushing herself down, feeling the faint murmurs of pain drifting down the side of her form.

    'We need you. Help us find Anonymous.' She offered a half-smile, 'And maybe I can finally have a place to upload your mother.' Isabella tapped the side of the Wasp's Nest. 'It isn't comfy in there. If you carry your Dad until then, we can find a place to put him to rest.'
     
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    Icarus' head all but snapped about, his mismatched stare meeting hers as the faintest glimmer of hope flickered across the agony and despair. "M-Mom," he murmured, looking to the Wasp's Nest when her finger touched down against its side. The android hesitated, struggling for words before looking back down at the man who lay motionless in his arms. "Anonymous," he breathed, as if he'd heard the name in some distant memory, "Anonymous. I... a-alright." Hollywood blinked away the tears while climbing up and onto his feet, holding his father's pale frame as if he were cradling a child. "I-I... he... c'mon." The sound of another blast from down the hall spurred him into motion, his eyes yet burning. Wisps of crimson still wafted lazily from the ink etched across his skin, leaving carmine trails behind him upon the air.
     
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    Willow darted around them, clearing a path through the debris for Icarus to walk safely.

    "I saw only one person in the street, and I took care of him. We might be able to find transportation of some kind farther down, if the bike didn't survive. The building is close to falling down."