Strikers
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Thread Topic: Strikers
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Ok, then.
As Nick fumbled about, wondering whether or not he should take on the task, he turned the site to the what-remains-of-YouTube, although it made him slightly depressed, knowing that most the people he saw there was dead, then he put a bunch of CDs on top of the key-board, making it look like it hadn't been used for a little while.
Nick peeked through the surveillance system on his stolen watch-cam, and seen that no-body was there. He was hardly convinced, so he opened the door and began to say "Hello?" before he checked the halls and realized no-body was around. People must have forgotten about him.
"Thank GOD!" Nick screeched out, saying "Man, lower the damn voice!" in his mind as he heard him-self so loudly. He shut the heavy door, brushed the CDS off the key-board, exited the YouTube window, and began to look through his inter-nautical tracking system to search for the I.P. address of the federal data-base.
"Dammit!" Nick said as he seen the federal data-base's I.P. address led to an error screen. "Of course, that's an amateur move I just did..." as he hastily hooked up a CIR adapter, merged it with his computer, and opened up a (Man, I wanna say JavaScript, but this is the future! JavaScript must be SO 40 years ago.) EHP flooder box, and seen all the digits and random letters come in. As Nick seen that the numbers and digits end-lessly came in, he realized that they constructed a looping system to guard their main servers.
"Sh!^" he said, realizing he couldn't even see what the fed's back-ground picture would be with-out connecting the CIR adapter to the main server. He dwindled away on his options, as he would most certainly get cought and be forced into the meeting room, and they would confiscate all is techy stuff.
"Well... I'll have to take a more secure and stealthy way in." as Nick said while he was headed to the meeting room. -
i walk up with the girl, signaling myself as another guinea pig. i keep my head down to avoid making eye contact. the only reason i offered myself to be a tribute was because i wouldnt let that girl die alone.
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Karrie stepped forward, reluctantly volunteering as second. She and Luke both turned their gaze towards an older boy. He still wasn't in uniform, and he was late.
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^Absol, you do know what they're doing right? Right now they're just picking their power items. And late post from me, Karrie can be third.)
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(yes. i know.)
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Then why did you say die alone? She'll pick an item, come back. You'll pick and item, come back. So on and so forth.)
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there is only so many items to chose from though, alon with th fact my character is very negative torwards manh things)
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Everyone's gonna get an item though, and I don't think anyone's going to die while picking their item...)
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(Lol)
Nora walked through the room of trinkets. Things like bracelets and necklaces were here, but also really bizarre things like balloons and socks. She turned and spotted something. It was small, but it was for for her. She wanted something that she would always have, and she found it. Nora picked it up and inspected it. It was a silver metal card with a gold star in the center. She held it in her hand and walked towards the exit.
An officer asked for her trinket. The officer looked at Nora, "do you have a preference of how the device should design itself?" Nora frowned then she remembered something. She pulled a piece of paper from her pocket. Nora unfolded it and handed it to the officer. The officer inspected it, then she put the metal card on the sketch. The star in the middle glowed gold. Then it morphed into two pistols. How that was possible Nora didn't understand. But it looked cool. Nora picked up the pistols. If this was the same design that she came up with... Nora connected the pistols together and they merged into a rifle. Nora smiled. The rifle turned back into a card. Nora slipped it into her pocket, and went to the next meeting point. -
@.@ just trust me. its too hard to type already as it is)
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(I was typing that when only Joker's post was on the page, lol)
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x3)
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Okay, okay...I wasn't trying to bug you, I just didn't understand your post.)
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As Nick slowly walked across the reinforced metal floor, he didn't really notice or care that he was getting looks from every-body, he simply was very busy at work on his wrist-attached Herald (Basically a very advanced iPad, that sticks on your wrist like a watch.), and passed by the fringed waiter that called for people to come and test the new accessories.
Just as Nick was in the accessory power room, he turned left, headed to the men's bath-room. No-body expected much, and gave him a thumbs-up. Right when Nick was out of sight, he immediately turned the Herald to another page, a EHP flood box, and stopped the flood box from letting more letters and digits flood in. "Ok, they don't expect a thing, just remember, left, right, left, left, straight, left, wait was it straight or right? Dammit!" he exclaimed as he realized he didn't know where the server rooms were. "Ok, Herald, point me to the location of... The convenience room.
As the wrist-applied Herald gave a GPS-like lay-out of the entirety of the building, Nick slowly strutted away, keeping a very wary eye on any-body that might be crossing. He kept his eyes glued to his Herald, but made sure his other senses were out on the look for any other in-coming personnel.
Right before Nick entered a large corridor, he heard a door opening from his left side, and twitched his head up to get a view of what was going on. Some-body was coming out of the 4th room from his left! He thought quickly, and saw that all the pantry-like rooms' had doors that were slightly ajar, almost as if they were expecting some-thing. "Suspicious, but I can't contemplate now, I have to act!" Nick said as he rushed to a near-by pantry on his immediate right.
Nick tried to be very silent in the room, while still trying to connect the server out-put security systems together, making them only sense each other, and nothing else. He seen it was a very technical problem, but didn't matter. He stopped every-thing and muted his Herald as a janitor -- or some-one was walking past him, and barked out "Any-body here?". Nick stayed completely silent, knowing he couldn't blow his chance. The being made a small curse before he lousily left the corridor.
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no no. your not bugging me. just confusing me x3)
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