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Topic: Cerebral Paradox - Cyberpunk 2020
Subject: try this program
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Posted on 2006-09-28 at 00:33:43.
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Topic: Cerebral Paradox - Cyberpunk 2020
Subject: Role Play ladies and gentlemen...
First, I said it before, let me say it again. I didn't do anything, Spiff did. Me, personally...I wouldn't be hiring two mexicans I didn't know to do anything with me, let alone having meet-ups in acid rain. I thought I established this. I'm sorry you're not comfortable with Spiff's actions, but that's what he would've done. Perhaps your characters should be looking more closely at the clock. Spiff is worried like hell about the time constraints. I really don't think this mission has a chance in hell of being successful, but Spiff bet 15k on it and is more than willing to sell his own mother out to get a leg up.
- Sui
Posted on 2006-09-27 at 14:35:50.
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Topic: Star Trek: Discovery - Q&A
Subject: um...wha?
I'm lost....I don't even know where my character is, let alone what she might be doing...
- Sui
Posted on 2006-09-27 at 01:31:00.
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Topic: Cerebral Paradox - Cyberpunk 2020
Subject: What happened?
Did I upset you all so much that you don't want to post? I mean, it's been almost 4 days...
- Sui
Posted on 2006-09-26 at 23:31:21.
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Topic: Cerebral Paradox - Mature Content
Subject: this is a large post
(backposting now)
"Please pick up..." he whispered to himself.
"You've five seconds to convince me to stay on the phone."
Yes! I got her! Spiff perked up, "Not only am I paying this time, but I have info that could save you and the Wild Things a whole lot of hassle and possibly an all-out gang war."
"Oh?" Spiff couldn't tell whether the interest in her voice was feigned or legitimate, but it was at least what he was after. He'd stalled an end to the conversation.
Spiff grinned. "Ever heard of a girl named Merry Deth?"
"Maybe. Maybe not. What's the difference?" Elizabeth's tone was flat. Almost as if she were growing bored. The sounds of heavy music played in the background as an industrial band ripped it up over the roar of the crowd.
"If the info I've got is correct, she's in deep with
some outsiders. Look, I'm not gonna lie, I need to talk to her. You don't have to give me her locale, give her mine for all I care. I just know that sh*t's gonna go down in the next few hours. In fact, we're talking an all-out gun battle before 3am tonight."
"And where's your locale Spiff? What's more: what do you have to do with this?"
Spiff was dumbfounded. Sure, he'd been generous and let her push him around for the info, but he had never asked her what she had to do with anything the Wild Things did, it was entirely out of line for her to do so to him. "What I have to do with it isn't important. I'm not here to take sides, I'm here for my side. I'm in a cab outside *relays address that he had been provided* where it's believed your little girl is hiding. I'll just say that I need to talk to her now or the Wild Things are going to be dealing with some fixers higher on the totem than me. We're talkin' about the guys running Night City, not just your side of town." Spiff hung up the phone. She was big with the Wild Things, but he wasn't going to make a name for himself by becoming her bitch. He'd already had one run-in end badly with the gang. He was hoping his added protection this time would keep that from happening again. I mean who knows, maybe she'll go quietly and they can pull in the cash without Spiff firing any rounds tonight. Just in case. He thought as he loaded his Mustang Arms with dual purpose rounds.
Rain continued to pound the glass of the windows, the music playing softly from the front seat, after the conversation ended. Spiff had basically told one of the most active members of the Wild Things that something was going down tonight. It was dead quiet. As though the two gangers sitting besides him were already effected by the pall of death. All eyes were turned towards the red brick building across the street and the activity barely discernible through the lit windows. They sat there like that for a couple of minutes before it paid off. Lights began being turned out in the upper floors, a small group of four men wearing black leathers and hunched against the weather exited the front door and stopped a few steps down the stoop, and another group of three men stepped out on their heels, made their way past the four and climbed into a low-rider black and red sedan with spinner wheels and neon orange running lights. While the car pulled away from the curb the four men near the stoop paused to survey their surroundings. Spiff was certain the hombres gave the cab a long, hard look, but they didn't approach. Instead, they split up, turned and made their way in opposite directions around the building; eventually returning to the front where they entered again.
That's not how you prepare for battle. Spiff paused, thinking. They're running scared...
(The above is posted in close collaboration with Bromern Sal. Much of it is his words.)
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“Ok,” she said in a level voice as he stopped a decent distance away. “I’m Peacekeeper, this here’s Croaker, and this is Preacher. What’ve you got?”
Lightning flashed ominously in the sky followed almost immediately by a near deafening crack of thunder that caused everyone to flinch.
"You can save your time and energy. She's not here. I need to make more phone calls, but I've already got my men looking for her, and I've got connections at the top of the Wild Things." He ran his fingers through his wet hair, slicking it back. He knew he'd done his job right. He wanted to feel bad for giving out so much info, but he had too much riding on this job to have done any less. He glanced at the ground and back at Peacekeeper trying to hide the feelings of regret. "I can tell you right now, they know that something's up."
Spiff took a deep breath. The soggy air made him cough heavily. He smiled, regaining his composure, and looked at the assembled crew. "This is quite the Motley Crew. Peacekeeper, you I know. But who are these small-timers?"
Posted on 2006-09-23 at 16:42:53.
Edited on 2006-09-23 at 16:52:36 by suicidolt
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Topic: Cerebral Paradox - Cyberpunk 2020
Subject: Danger? Nah
That's not what I meant. The backstory you don't know about may or may not put you in danger, but you wouldn't know anything about it. Anywho, I'll post it for you then. Doing so now.
- Sui
Posted on 2006-09-23 at 15:57:45.
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Topic: Cerebral Paradox - Cyberpunk 2020
Subject: now for the reason I came here.
Brom and I have finished the backpost info. I am just trying to clarify a few questions before I post. I haven't decided yet if I want to post what I did. (in other words, you'll all probably want to kill me for it) I'm sorry. I couldn't seem to convince Spiff to be more cautious *pokes him with a stick* See! He doesn't listen to me!
- Sui
Posted on 2006-09-22 at 21:41:31.
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Topic: Star Trek: Discovery - the relaunch (recruitment)
Subject: Wuzzup!
Yellow! I iz da new playaz in da hizzouse! Or something like that. Anywho, word on the 'screet' is that Brom told Olan to drag me into this and had to do some "convincing" to get him to consider it. With someone like Brom going to bat for me I suppose I should earn my spot well. I'll be reading through char bios.
- Sui
Posted on 2006-09-22 at 21:34:24.
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Topic: Cerebral Paradox - Cyberpunk 2020
Subject: Heads Up
Just to let yall know, I'm waiting to post until I run through the car convos with Brom. I gotta find out what I have before I can tell you what I have, lol.
- Sui
Posted on 2006-09-19 at 01:30:24.
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Topic: Cerebral Paradox - Mature Content
Subject: not as good as the originalpost...
“If you tell me t’ ride this one with you Spiff, I’ll ride,” the Reverend glanced at the hombres he’d arranged as protection for his boss and gave them a nod. “I ain’t a gunner, and’ll be of better use to you working the business, si?” What he said was undeniable.
Replaying the address from his recording, Spiff gave the Reverend the info on where he was going. "Look, I need you to find out if that locale is a known Wild Things' hideout. I don't have the time to be wasting on searching empty rat-holes." Spiff gave his lieutenant a concerned look. He was short on time, and he wanted it clear to the Reverend. "Also, see if you can dig up anything on this Merideth aka Merry Deth. Then gimme a call with what you find out." Nodding at his lieutenant, he relayed the fresh address to the cabby and sat down.
Spiff spent the car ride psyching himself up for the road ahead. When the cabby pulled to a stop and popped his headphones on, he scrolled through his contacts and got to work. He was going to need some major info if he was to find this Merry Deth in just a couple of hours. Scrolling down he found the name, Elizabeth, if anybody knew what the Wild Things were up to, it was a Wild Thing. As the phone started ringing he crossed his fingers. "Please pick up..." he whispered to himself.
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After his phone calls from the car, he saw the delivery van pass by. His phone rang this time. “Spiff? Peacekeeper,” was the other end.
"You got him."
“We’re in the area. Have you picked us up?"
"We're tailing you. We'll meet you when you park." Spiff hung up the phone and slid it back to his pocket. Next to him, Spiff felt the two Hispanic gangers shift with a readiness to spring from the cab should it be necessary. The one to the right (The Reverend had called him Roller) already had his Automag in hand, the chrome reflecting the dim overhead of the streetlamp. The one to his left (Coyote) hadn’t pulled his Uzi yet, but it was easily accessible from his waistline.
"Time for action boys. Now these aren't our targets, so yall just stay behind me and look formidable. We'll just hope this rides better than the first deal we had today." He slid out behind 'Roller' and exited the cab assuring that the two men stood behind him on either side. If nothing else, he was certain he'd make his status known with this crowd. This was 15k he didn't have. He was determined to assure that ol' Jack got his info.
Posted on 2006-09-16 at 21:44:16.
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Topic: Cerebral Paradox - Cyberpunk 2020
Subject: Yeah
Alright...I suppose I should post...let me see if I remember how I was planning all of this. Sorry for the hold up everyone.
- Sui
Posted on 2006-09-16 at 21:20:24.
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Topic: Cerebral Paradox - Cyberpunk 2020
Subject: Hm...seems good now...
Seems the forums are working for me finally. Sorry, I never recieved a reply to my recent email to Brom. Anywho, I'll post after work tonight.
- Sui
Posted on 2006-09-14 at 12:10:58.
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