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    Cyberpunk II 2786A.D. Las Vegas.

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    CyberPunk II 2786A.D.
    Las Vegas





    Viva Las Vegas with you neon flashin'
    And your one armbandits crashin'
    All those hopes down the drain
    Viva Las Vegas turnin' day into nighttime
    Turnin' night into daytime
    If you see it once
    You'll never be the same again






    Las Vegas, A world in inexorable economic climatic and moral decline, an ideal backdrop for the meteoric rise of an enigmatic new evangelist – Seth Krokodil.
    Twenty years ago a corporate business man fled to Las Vegas fleeing the law his name Michael Stern. He met with a young Seth Krokodil who is now 39 and considers himself ruler of Las Vegas. Seth has bigger plans of domination with an endless cash fund from Michael Stern Seth has taken control of most of the City allowing the different Mafias to reign here at his side. There is no corner free from corruption in the sleepless city. As the sky goes dark the lights come on.

    Las Vegas the City that never sleeps. This is the place of legalised gambling legal Porn and legal prostitution. It barely rains in Las Vegas keeping in the tempratures of around 90C plus. The city is run by those that own the casinos that tower high up. From Casinos run by the Indians to the big Corporate Casinos run by the Mafia themselves. The Law here is thin most of the cities enforcers are own and paid for by the Mafia Bosses that reside here hiding from the rest of the world. This is the city that never sleeps. Here you’ll find all kinds of Villainy from freebooters to road gangs in the Nevada Desert that circles the city to even the Yakusa and Triads amongst the Russian Mafia and the great American Mafia Bosses not forgetting agents from the Mars Mafia Corporation. The streets are guarded by enforcers working to keep the casinos scum free and fun for all.
    It's clear to see Elvis Aron Presley still lives within the city, well his legend anyway. Even some of the bounty hunters have been known to imitate Elvis himself. Almost every club plays Elvis whether on stage or through a Juke Box.

    Though Las Vegas is as corrupt as they come it’s also a city run with precision and force of nature. Break the rules and they’ll break your face. There are no Mercy Killings here amongst those that owe the gangs.
    The road across the desert of Nevada is nigh on dangerous yet some try to cross these barren roads passing the Biker gangs and Nomads as well as the female Esher gangs that dominate the outer rings of the city, this is called the Route 666.


    The President of the United States of Joint America and Canada feels that this city is to be expunged of all the corruption within. He cannot send in the Military due to funding within Las Vegas from off world and outer states. So he decided to use the Cyber Police.

    What are Cyber Police
    Cyber Police are Criminals put on Ice frozen to serve out long sentences. After a while they are freed on early parole to work for the law. What keeps them on the straight and narrow? Special nanites are placed into their necks so they may be located at anyone time. Within the nanites is a device that prevents them from been removed. Should any Cyber officer remove or even attempt to remove the nanites, they will explode creating human combustion whether cybernetic or not this will kill them instantly. The nanites also prevent other nanite technology from been installed into their systems. In the event of repair replicating nanites traced the cyber police individual will explode been killed instantly. These nanites cannot be removed by any form of technology.


    The Game.
    You have been granted parole and ordered to Las Vegas you must work under cover infiltrating across the casinos and making your way closer to the Mafias that run the different parts of town. Also you’re to attempt to take on the outer gangs. You may work as a team or on individual basis. Once you’ve been detected expect trouble and lots of trouble. Luckily there are plenty of Bionics departments in the hospitals .

    Profile.
    Name:
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    Augments: (2 allowed nothing god like however.)
    Weapons:
    Age:
    Appearance:


    The GM (Me) will make posts creating situations to solve or fight through. All posts made in blue will be situations and all posts in red will be a death. And The Golden rule. Only the GM (Me) has the power to Kill off characters.






    © Lyrics from Viva Las Vegas written by Elvis Presley.
     
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    The return of Tolva

    Name: Tolva (Hacker handle is 'Goldeneye')

    Sex: Female

    Augments:
    1. left eye implant that can magnify what she sees, take a limited number of freeze-frame data files, and glows eerily green when she is using it for night vision. Also acts in conjunction with her other augment to give her a visual on the datastreams she hacks into. It looks nearly like a human eyeball except it has a metallic gold iris.
    2. A simple standard port for connection to all things digital is implanted in the heel of her left hand.
    3. Cybernetic shoulder that replaces the original joint and muscle. Includes a tiny generator which can give her a force field over the left upper quadrant of her body and an anti-grav field to slow her during falls like a parachutist. It also can absorb a single plasma blast, shedding the excess energy as a destructive laser blast from her robotic eye within 17 seconds of taking the hit so that she does not overload the generator.

    Weapons: Laser pistol. Boot knife.

    Age: 48 (chronological age. Is genetically at least 18 years younger than that due to the freezing process so she appears to be 28.)

    Appearance: about 5’4” athletic with dusky skin and hair that is kept short in the back, the bangs long, falling across her brow and framing her eyes. The back lower portion of her hair is blonde, the upper and front is blue with a blonde stripe running through it. The normal eye is hazel. Nose straight, lips small and full.

    Tolva will begin the game in a magenta halter top (made with Kevlar fibers to provide a measure of protection), black jeans with 'SWEET CHEEKS' spelled out across the butt in gold rivets, very short black denim jacket, her usual grippy-soled knee-length black boots. Normally wears (and may revert to) a blue catsuit with what look like arm and leg bands of metal. These are a jury-rigged concealment system used to confound search sensors by dampening her body heat and scattering radar, etc. She wears a long black duster and black boots over the suit.

    After Tolva's previous injury from Vornn at the end of the last RPG she had to have several surgeries to fix her side and her organs resulting in part flesh and part synthetics.

    After a brief and ill-fated romance with Henry Collins, Tolva vanished from his life until her capture on Mars. It is unclear whether Henry knew of her capture or had anything to do with it.
     
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    Name: Xare "Fox" Aldrich

    Sex: Female

    Augments:
    1: Right hand/wrist is cybernetic. It has small claws that extend form its fingers, and can hook into computers through a port on the back of the hand. The hand has incredible strength.

    2: A long, metal tail - Its about five feet long. She can use it as and extra hand, or to hang from things. The last foot of he tail can flaten itself to create a very sharp blade.

    3: Left hand, wrist, forarm and elbow - Along the metal skeleton of the forarm, is several powerful batteries. Along the front of each finger right below the skin are small medal pins, that are connected to the batteries. Using this system, she can deliver a strong electrical shock. It would send the average person into a siezure and they would likely black out. This system can also absorb electricity from any electrical source to recharge the batteries when necessary. The synthetic skin feels and looks just like normal skin.

    4: Left foot/ankle - Has a very strong metal skeleton capable of absorbing a lot of damage. The synthetic skin looks and feels real.

    Weapons: A small autmatic energy pistol (think uzi, its a spray and pray weapon)

    Age: 42 (however she has been frozen for twenty years, so she has the body of a 22yr old)

    Appearance: She is five foot nine and has an athelitic build. Short bright red hair, and piercing dark green eyes. Has a scar that runs down across her left eye. Wears black cybernetic armor that she stole from one of the corperations. Has a armor plate over her back, one over her chest, two on each shoulder, one that goes down the tops of her arms and down her forarms. The armor goes around her waist, thighs, shins and over the top of her feet. They are held together by a strong stretchable cloth.
     
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    Name: Kiara
    Sex: female
    Augments: 1. right hand/arm is cybernetic (whole arm - shoulder down) benefits: enhanced speed (about twice to three times human norm), steady nerves (can hold arm absolutely still, no shaky), and a bone-crushing handshake.
    2. sleek brushed-silver-colored left shoulder with built in 3D holo generator/HUD targeting and also full body force-armor, similar to shield I had previously. can block just about anything, but if used for more than 15 seconds consecutively, it might overheat and/or melt down. needs to be recharged after use.
    3. right foot/ankle blueish/purpleish finely crafted, with a 'concussive-force jump assistance' booster in the heel.
    weapons: a wakazashi strapped upside down across her back and a small laser pistol hidden in her pants.
    Age: chronological age: 37. appears 17 because of cryo-freeze
    Appearance: short... only 5'1" and slightly oriental looking, with the smooth round face and the long straight black hair. her hair is braided into a single thick plait which hangs down to just past her bottom, and is fixed at the end with a spiked clasp. She is wearing a black leather cropped-length jacket with rolled up sleeves over the blade on her back, hiding it, a black tank-top, some black jeans, and some thick-soled black leather boots with steel toe-caps and shanks (good for kicking!) She has a two inch scar on the right side of her chest, about an inch below the collarbone, and 2 inches away from the breastbone. she also wears a studded choker and a studded leather anklet on the boot of the regular foot, which serve as triangulation points for the body armor.

    wooooot! :eek:

    http://www.writingforums.org/picture.php?albumid=196&pictureid=1164
     
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    Name: Jonathan Chaplin
    Sex: Male
    Augments: 1. Cybernetic Voice Box: Can duplicate any sound and gives his normal way of talking an almost harmonic ring to it, he's plesant to talk to.
    2. Right leg. Stronger and faster than normal and has a hidden compartment that he stores his knife in.
    Weapons: K-Bar in his right leg that, and a small laser pistol he keeps on the inside of his suit pocket.
    Age: 31. 21 due to freeze.
    Appearance: Tall dark and handsom. 6ft, long black hair, bright blue eyes, fit build, tanned skin. He wears a fit, black three peice suit with red pin stripes(Suit made from silk reinforced with kevlar fibers to make it some what protective), and a plain black hat. A thin bearly visible scar running across his throat. Tends to smile with only one side off his face, and his eyes.
     
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    Name: Spencer
    Sex: Male
    Augments: 1) Night-vision sunglasses with targeting HUD. 2) A small cloaking device inside his jacket that conceals any weapon he places inside.
    Weapons: A shotgun, which almost always stays in his right hand, and a sniper rifle, strapped to his back.
    Age: 47 (The freezing has preserved his original looks at 27 years old)
    Appearance: Spence is tall and light-skinned with black hair and the stubble of a beard. His clothes are completely black, and he wears a long trenchcoat. He also wears dark sunglasses almost constantly; even in the dark. This does not affect his abilities in the slightest. Spencer has an air of quiet deadliness about him. He says little, keeping only to what he deems important. He almost always carries a weapon.

    BACK IN THE GAME!!!!!



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    Name: Zu
    Sex: Male
    Weapons: Whatever is issued to him
    Age: 46
    Appearance: Due to the freezing, Zu still has the body of a 26-year-old. Before he was arrested, his blond hair had grown back in and he kept it parted to the right, and he shaved his goatee down to a pencil thin mustache. 6'1" with green eyes and a strong build than before. He's more capable at handling himself. The escape-driver has never left him, however, and he'll always look for a way out before going into a confrontation. Currently he is wearing a short sleeve, blue, custom fit oxford; khaki colored chino pants, leather driving gloves, and driving moccasins.

    Augments
    Cranium: GPS system and mp3 player. Has unnoticable earphones in is inner ear canal that allow him a heightened hearing ability.
    Chest: His chest was reconstructed, thanks to Sen Markus, and is now extremely durable and resistant to most projectile and melee weapons.
    Left arm: Has his keypad that is WI FI connected to the GPS and mp3. It is covered by a fleshy panel
     
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    Ok here is my new intro. Hope you like him.


    Meet: Walter Mallory aka: Vector Jumps.

    Vector Jumps was arrested for several hundred counts of grand theft from banks and other institutions. This would not mean much but he was also convicted of over a dozen counts of murder in the first degree, of which included two court judges and a politician's daughter who was raped postmortem. He claims he was framed.

    That did not stop the courts from sentencing him to743 years on ice.

    Sex: Male.
    Augments: Vector Jumps has both of his arms replaced with advanced multi-functional collective cybernetic limbs that have among other things hacking ports and turbine boosters.
    Weapons: What ever he is issued. he does not like guns and seems to try and avoid conflict, even if he has proven to be a very adapt combatant. He is called Vector Jumps because of his keen ability to 'get away'
    Age: 274 (28 physical age)
    Appearance: Walter stands about 5'10", well muscled and athletic. He looks like a man that has played sports all his life, which he has, namely the sport of staying alive. he keeps himself clean shaven and well groomed, the reports state that he is a hygiene fanatic, even if he seems willing to run though anything to try and escape, even down questionable sewer pipes.

    He has slate gray eyes and a light tan complexion with long sandy blond hair that he keeps braided in a long single brad down his back.

    He has over three hundred viable and recognizable tattoo's across most of his body, along with dozens of superimposed tattoos. He claims each one of them means something, but seems to be tight lipped beyond that.

    he is also an avid animal lover, having donated over 80% of his misbegotten gains to various animal rescue organizations. We have not been able to identify which ones received the funds as he also would not talk about that.

    He has a heavy scar across the left side of his face that he received during questioning.

    His records however are old, but he has served in the armed forces, and even as an enforcer before going to a life of crime.

    What a waste

    But who know, maybe he can be reformed after all.
     
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    Pasha Boujinsky

    Name;; Pasha Boujinsky
    Sex;; Male
    Augments;; Retractable blade replaces his left hand and most of his arm (Is a veryyy old blade. Steel, very thick and very sharp.) One the same arm, but higher up is where he has his various drugs(painkillers, numbing injections, pain ‘inducers’, and other drugs used for general torture) contained, along with his trusty scalpels and his simple blade sharpener.
    Weapons;; Whatever they give him. ((We’ll get guns, right? XD Otherwise. I’ll have to think of something for this.))
    Age;; Appears to be in his early to mid 40’s. He doesn’t remember when he was frozen.
    Appearance;; 6’5. Dark brown eyes, almost black. Thick body type. Broad shoulders. Most of his strength is in his arms, though he has general strength in all areas. Dirty, unkept long black hair. Slightly wavy. Prominent chin. Long, crooked nose. Scars all over his person, missing a parts of his fingers on his right hand. Aged face, with tanned almost leathery skin. There are always dark circles under his eyes. He has a thick Russian accent, but his English is perfect. Wears light armor (Kevlar vest and arm/leg protections) All attire is jet black. Steel-toe boots.
    He has Schizophrenia, he tends to mutter to himself quite a bit. He normally keeps to himself, and has a gentle tone of voice (which tends to offset most people). He is a known self-mutilator when he can’t let out his emotions as well as he’s want to.



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    Name: Suzu Black

    Augments :

    (1) Pulse Dragon blades, an improvement on her original set, Suzu’s upgraded dragon blades allow her longer flight and the capabilities of short blasts of high speed. The wing span is larger and each blade pinion is sharp enough to cut.

    (2) biological steel skeletal arms, the all four claws have not been replaced but updated to fully restructured bones worked from biological steel. Her grip has become stronger and she is capable of making heavy impact with her fists. The claws remain subtractable and the size and diameter of her claws have not changed.

    Weapons: phase two heavy duty pistol, impact qualities. The hunter, a large hunting knife with electro shock function.

    Age: she has no idea and I’m with her on that one. Appears to look about 22

    Appearance: Suzu has honey coloured hair often worn up with a simple black hair tie. She has had her eye colour changed, done to cover her identity (to bad it didn‘t work.) She wears a no logic blue tee shirt and a pair of army fatigue pants as well as standard black combat boots. On the side of Suzu’s face there is a black tribal tattoo.



    Please see my profile for pictures of Suzu :-D
     
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    (Because I have more time I'm going to enter for this RP too.)

    Name: Micheal Venom Scott
    Sex: Male
    Augments: His tattoos are his augmentations they are storage for his toxins.
    Weapons: (On his picture) His weapons are laced neurotoxin (I think that is spelled wrong), doesn't mean it works all the time. He is a master of venom. (hope that is alright)
    Age: 20, frozen for 9 years.
    Appearance:


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    Name: Legal Name Unknown. Alias: Devil Boy, Luci

    Sex: Male

    Augments: 1. Internal Regulator: Luci can increase or decrease the internal processes of his body allowing him to speed them up or slow them down as needed.
    2. The Maelstrom: Devil Boy created a cyber world called Armage where those running from the corporations, government, or those simply tired with the flesh world could download their minds in the form of algorithms and live peacefully. A government hunter virus compromised Armage, in a last ditch effort to save "his people" Luci downloaded them into a pair of cerebral implants. There implants look like a pair of curling goat horns - hence the name Devil Boy. Once activated the Maelstrom allows Luci to see the citizens of Armage as a multitude of ghost-like beings. He frequently consults them on important matters. (Note: This particular augment is purely for the development of the character and will have no effect on game play.)

    3. Vortex Grenade: Proof that just because man can do something, doesn't mean he should. Devil Boy has a prototype vortex grenade grafted just in front of his heart. If he should die, the grenade will be triggered. Scientists argue whether the grenade creates a miniature black hole or rips an opening into another dimension. Either way, the destructive effect lasts for no more than a second - which is sufficient time for the vortex to suck in several buildings. (Game terms - Raven I'm trusting you to have fun with the effects if Devil Boy should bite the dust. :D)

    Weapons: A three foot chain with six barbed hooks on the end.

    Age: 106 due to the freeze. Appearence: 40.

    Appearance: A middle aged man wearing a white dress shirt, black slacks, and an ankle length gray trenchcoat. His face is hiddenen beneath a black cowl. The chain his held in place by a series of magnetic clips grafted to his back.


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    Name: Nomad
    Sex: Male
    Augments: Nomad was given a biotic implant that allow him his two augments:
    1. Due to the implant he is able to summon hundreds of millions of nanomachines implanted in him to produce a temporary armor around his whole body. It degenerates slowly if not in use but will deactivate itself if over-loaded with fire. The implants takes energy directly from Nomad so he uses it when very necessary.
    2. The nanomachines in his body also allow him to be able to become totally camoflaged in an environment. It enables him to move undetected. It uses less energy than the armor but has the drawback of having a one minute limit to before recharging and being used again.
    Weapons: Silenced M8 and customized golden desert eagle(also supressed)
    Age: 29
    Appearance: Nomad has a messy mop of brown soft brown hair that never styles and flops onto his forehead. He has blue eyes and is very muscular but not like a body builder, like a marine or something. he wears camo cargo pants and a dirty brown t-shirt. for all intents and purposes he looks pretty normal...but looks can be decieving...


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    Name: Wraithling
    Sex: Male
    Augments: A bionic eye which doubles as a pair of binoculars and heat/x-ray vision.
    Weapons: A high calibre machine pistol, a sack of incendiry grenades and a submachine gun.
    Age: 31
    Appearance: Wraithling is a tall, imposing man. His long hair is tied in a ponytail and he has a scar which connects his eyebrows. His eyes are a piercing blue. His muslces are moderate, not too over the top. This combines with a classic, yet stylish dress sense.


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    It Begins.

    Cyberpunk II 2786A.D.
    Las Vegas



    Chief Byrne stood facing the twelve newly recruited Cyber Police. He’d personally seen to it that they had, had their cyber coded nanites injected. It had been 24 hour hours since they’d all been defrosted and thawed out. Now they sat in the darkly lit briefing room within the gigantic Space Station Orbiting the moon. Each one of them as deadly as the next and each as trust worthy as a snake waiting to strike.

    “You’ve all been brought here and accepted a reduction in sentence for your services within the law. So it is with this I have an assignment for you. Earlier three months back we stopped a convoy shuttle headed to Mars carrying large quantities of Black heroin. We since impounded the drugs at a local Mars outpost. Three weeks on we received a report of another carrier shuffling black heroin. We located the convoy shuttle and found they had blue glass liquid and black heroin not only that but it was headed to the Mars capital. Again we impounded it. Once further investigation was done we soon discovered the source was coming from Las Vegas. There seems to be some kind of deal working the rackets between Vegas and Mars because of the off world contacts within Mars and the difference of suppliers we are unable to locate the source family on Mars. However we have located the family source in Las Vegas. ”
    A photo came on screen of a bold headed man with a black goatee beard and a series of tears tattoos to the left side of his face.

    “This is Seth Krokodil he is at current the man that rules and governs Las Vegas.”

    Another photo replaced Seth’s.

    “This is Michael Stern recently thought lost to the government. He once held the position of chairman for the late Sekki Corporation which has been shut down nearly twenty years. Michael stern vanished way back in 2766 and to our delight has re-appeared in Las Vegas. We suspect Mr Stern has been funding Seth for sometime.”

    Again the image photo on the large white screen changed. This time a tall well muscular dark skinned man were ebony shades over his eyes appeared his head was smoothly bold and a single scare ran down his chin to his neck he was attired in a black suit and tie.

    “And this is a man simply known to us as Jazzman. What we know of this brute is he is ex special forces. He left and became a mercenary and has since been working for either Seth or Mr Stern. We nearly apprehended him on Mars sector 55A with a loader of Black Heroin.”

    The image changed again to a hooded figure completely covered by a cloak and hood revealing only his two yellow eyes and the bottom of his chin and straggly hair.

    “Lastly if there was ever a reason for concern this warrior is that reason. We know next to nothing about him. This is what we do know. He was born roughly around 2690A.D. and his name. Vornn. Caution of the most serious nature is advised with this warrior. Do not try to take him alone as some of you have already met him before.”

    Byrne took a breath and had the lights flicker on he looked at every last one of his cyber police.

    “Because we have enough to go on we’re sending you to the most corrupt town still breathing life on the globe. Las Vegas. There you’ll attempt to shut down the cartels and expose the mafia’s bosses for what they are. But most importantly shut down Seth’s organisation you will mostly likely receive no help from the enforcers in Vegas considering they are all bent and corrupted beyond belief. It is in our opinion they too must be shut down. And we urge you to investigate the gang activity on the outskirts. Make no mistake. Some of you will not be coming back. But those that do will have a reduction in sentence.”


    *****


    Three days.

    The sky over Las Vegas was black with the time been 11pm yet the city was lit up as bright as day with the lights form the tall buildings and casinos and churches. The road sides were even lit up with a series of multicoloured bright lights.

    The shuttle Cornelius began a landing vector on the out skirts of the city of Las Vegas. Once down the passengers began to off load. Amongst them were Fox, Spencer and Nomad. Once they’d arrived in the small town of Little Valley Dove on the outskirts ten miles from Vegas itself the three Cyber police stopped to take in the scenery of the small town. The buildings were still large enough in scale and the streets appeared to be filled with people walking by and of coarse the place was filled with casino’s. The three left the docking bay and stopped by the stairs as they’d walked down them. Surrounding the small Valley Dove was the Nevada desert. All they new was to seek out the smaller cartels and eliminate them.


    *****


    The second shuttle Dmitri A1 lowered down in the city of Las Vegas space port Santiago the shuttle came down softly with a smooth landing. The passengers began to disembark from the vessel. Including the cyber police. Which were Tolva Kiara and Walter Mallory followed by Zu and Wraithling and sat back in the shadows was Suzu. She waited for the others to disembark then rose up and followed. Again they looked on at the sheer mass of the city. And everywhere they could here.

    Viva Las Vegas with you neon flashin'
    And your one armbandits crashin'
    All those hopes down the drain
    Viva Las Vegas turnin' day into nighttime
    Turnin' night into daytime
    If you see it once
    You'll never be the same again



    *****


    Towards the other side of the city a train came running in under the motorway carrying Jonathon Chaplin Pasha Boujinsky Micheal Venom Scott and Devil Boy, Luci. The train came to a stop at the Las Vegas station.


    *****


    In the distance a hooded figure sat crouched under the dark sky watching the dimitre land. The strangers eyes shot to a bright glow as he watched both Tolva and Kiara emerge from the passenger compartment.
     
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    Wolf kept his hands firmly gripped on the handle bars of his raging Motorbike. Behind, the rear wheel kicked up sand in its wake from the speeding bike. The sky above was blue and bright without a cloud to be seen and the sun gleaming down across the sand that covered the long road that stretched out across the Nevada desert.
    Wolf loved the feel of the wind brace his face giving that slight chill across his bare flesh, and the waves made across his short cropped hair. His blue sunshades reflected the sun letting him look ahead without fear of a blinding light.

    He would glimpse the odd snake moving across the roads side as he’d look down occasionally making sure there were no bumps in the way ahead. He would hear some kiss and others just ignored his raging bike as he was reaching the speed of 199 miles per hour.

    In the distance he saw some cliffs ahead choosing to ignore them he carried on down the long road headed to Las Vegas.
    Suddenly he caught the sound of revving motors in the distance but as yet could see no sign of company. He remained unbothered and carried on further and further down the road. Another mile closer and he saw two bikes in the distance closing in on him. Both the bikes road on a nearby Cliffside. He revved on his handle and flipped his booster switch. The closer the road took him to the cliffs the closer it took him to the two. The first bike leaped from the cliff landing hard on his wheels leaving a small of burnt rubber in his wake as he landed ahead of Wolf on the road.

    Wolf watched the second do the same only landing at his rear. The lead biker let his long pink hair dance across his face and shoulders from the speedway made winds. He swerved his bike to the side with the sound of screeching wheels echoing across the fastness of nothing that surrounded them. The biker held his arm out stretched holding a large pistol.
    Wolf swerved to the side lowering onto his left as the other fired. The bullet screeched past Wolf clipping his leather jackets arm. With speed in his veins he rose the bike back up and cut off the road heading across the sand.

    The other bike a tall brute well built and boasting a tall red Mohawk chased after him. Both bikes kicking up a sandstorm in their wake as they both charged across the desert. Wolf gave a look back and swerved, reaching his hand to his back he unsheathed a sword pointed it towards the chasing biker and turned to face him. Both bikes no heading for each other Wolf holding his sword out like a lance while the other reached for a large pistol and fired. The shot missed Wolf adding to his anger. Swinging his sword now he passed the Mohawk man and cut through his gas tank on the bike still racing away Wolf sheathed his sword quickly and draw a small shotgun from a scabbard at his leg quickly cocking it back he fired. The force nearly throwing him from his speeding bike but yet the bullet flew magnificently through the air leaving the reflection in the other bikers shades as his tank exploded in flames setting him alight and destroying his bike in mere seconds.

    Wolf looked on at the other and turned back to the road. Both bikes raced for a few miles down the road before Wolf slowed letting the other just pass enough for him to fire his shotgun into the mans back. Blood spewed out instantly on impact throwing the man from his seat and slamming hard into the roadside forced to roll from the road in a bounce that cracked his skull killing him there and then.
    Wolf didn’t stop he carried on and suddenly he heard the radio kick in on his Micro head set fixed into his right ear.

    Viva Las Vegas with you neon flashin'
    And your one armbandits crashin'
    All those hopes down the drain
    Viva Las Vegas turnin' day into nighttime
    Turnin' night into daytime
    If you see it once
    You'll never be the same again
    Viva Las Vegas Viva Las Vegas​


    Sang through his ear from the radio. A smile graced his face, he was here and it was only a matter of time before he was within the Sleepless city himself.
     
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    I stepped from the train and took a deep breath of the stank, thick air. I strightened my Tie and hat and stepped out of the way so others could disembark the train. I glanced at the compainions that had been dropped off with me. They appeared to be brutes though I wouldn't know till I struck up a conversation with one.

    "So my freinds what a wonderful day to be free." I announced to them before they had time to scatter. I hoped I found someone usefull in this bunch of grim, though who ever it was would be in need of some polishing, but somtimes even gold needed polishing.

    "I belive the smart thing to do would be to make ourselves known, and not in the bad way, a job would be great, anyone been this way before?" I asked hoping someone could lead me to the biggest place in town, they always where looking from somebody to sing, and no one could beat my voice, even if i'd have to stoop to doing Elvis impersonations.
     
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    Zu looked at the skyline of Vegas, hardly believing he was there. One minute he was stuffed in a cryo tube, the next he was being briefed on infiltrating the gangs of the city. He looked down at his outfit that was given to him. He requested clothing that made him look like an escape driver, fully expecting to get the leather track jacket and jeans get up. Instead they gave him more traditional clothing, making him look like a Sunday driver: a custom-fit short sleeved blue oxford, tight fitting khaki chinos, leather driving gloves, driving moccasins, and aviator shades. Imbeciles, he thought and sighed.

    Zu looked down at his forearm. They had repaired the damage the freezing had done to his augments, but he needed to upgrade them. A 20-year old GPS wasn't much good. He made his way to the directory and started looking up the various upgrade shops in the city.
     
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    Any day you wake up from cryo sleep with your hands cufftied together and throwing up from stasis sickness can be classified as a ‘bad day.’

    So it was already a ‘bad day’ even before the damn tracking nanites were shot into my neck and I was informed that they’d cause me to ‘explode’ if tampered with or if medical nanites were used. Charming.

    The day did not improve with the clothes or weapons given to me. I wanted my own things but was informed that after my takedown on Mars my catsuit and coat had been a total loss and had been incinerated. Possibly rolling through a tangle of barbed and razor wire had not been good for the fabric. All that remained were my boots.

    That was it. No pulse rifle no stunner ring. Apparently someone had liked those and they were long gone. Even my sensor dampers were gone.

    They wanted to take my boots away, too.

    “I can’t WEAR these!” I told the guard, indicating the clothes.

    He shrugged, grinning, “It’s that or nothing.”

    The one small win that I had was that I was NOT going to wear the spiky heeled sandals. I put my boots on and at least had one small thing my own way.

    The one bright spot in my day was finding Kiara again. Even after twenty years I can’t believe what they told me about Ghost. Surely that can’t be right.

    But my instincts tell me it’s all true.

    My implants and augments are in perfect shape, having been cycled through their testing patterns and tested before I was even wakened.

    And so it is three days later that I’m exiting the Dmitri into shimmering desert heat in a black mood, forced to get shot at for people who might ‘reduce my sentence.’ Such BS. I didn’t deserve to be in there to begin with.

    I’m wearing a halter-top in a lurid shade of magenta, black jeans, and my boots. The top has Kevlar fibers incorporated into it although not enough to be serious protection. If I get shot in the cleavage, which is plentiful, I will be dead meat, thanks guys. The boots have a laser pistol tucked into one and a boot knife in the other. The jeans say ‘SWEET CHEEKS’ in gold rivets across the behind and the short black denim jacket does nothing to hide the fact.

    From neck to knees I'm eye candy. Above and below that the message is, "I'm going to kick you into next Tuesday if you get any ideas, sucker!"

    Is it any wonder I’m in the mood to kill someone? Perhaps starting with the guys disembarking after me if I catch them reading my a**.
     
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    I watch them get up and leave the shuttle. One of them, some girl with blue and blond hair has 'sweet cheeks' written across the back of her pants. More like bitter cheeks if you ask me. She has that look of a woman that just wants to hurt a man.

    But I am not sure which is worse the angry tramp dressed one, or the Asian one that seems to have a "I hate men" sticker on her forehead. So much for getting some goods on the trip.

    "Well now that the joy ride is over... I need a stiff drink, a good smoke and a cheep lay, and from what I heard of this place, finding all three should be as easy as walking into a casino, anyone care to join me?"

    With my ultimate goals in life expressed I head towards some place that looks like historic casino on crack, I am not sure of cared enough to check to see if anyone wanted to join me.

    Love the outfit they gave me, tan slacks, pink shirt with a white tie, black ornate leather belt and nice black penny loafers. Life is looking up.
     
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    As Fox steps out of the shuttle, she stretchs her arms out. She looks down at her repaired armor. She is very thankful that there is a member of the black knights in the enforcers. He kept the armor in the back, buried under other evidence. He even had it repaired for her after putting her name forward as a possible cyber cop. She feels the back of her neck. She doesn't like being forced to do something, but she was more than happy to take down that coporate scum known as Stern, and anyone that would willing work for him. She turns to look at Nomad and Spencer. "Her guys, I guess the basic game plan would be to do some jobs for the smaller gangs on the outskirts of Vegas, and hopefully get the attention of the higher up crime bosses. What do you think?"
     
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    Zu closed the directory. He found a shop that was close by that might be able to give him the proper upgrades. And maybe tell me where I can get some work, he thought and looked down at himself. He shook his head at his clothes, but was thankful he didn't look like the blonde. He squinted his eyes at her, feeling that he knew her from somewhere, but his mind was still hazey from the cryo freeze. He looked away and started keying in locations to his GPS.
     
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    The bar is nice. Not my kind of place, but amazing still. They put a great deal of attention to detail in this whole display. The guy behind the bar smiles at me "What can I get for you sir?"

    "Something that is around 50% alcohol by volume and tastes bad enough to make me gag"

    he puts bottle of amber liquid on the counter and a double shot glass, not bad for only a hundred and thirty five credits. What ever a credit is.

    Lots of things have changed since I have been frozen. Money apparently is one of them.

    I fill the glass and take the shot down. my throat burns, my stomach explodes in fire, and my mind floods with one single thought Ohhhh that felt good.

    Yup, life is looking up.
     
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    Misery loves company. So I tell Kiara that she needs to keep me company.

    She whispers back something about shaking what my momma gave me and she’s practically expiring from muffled laughter at the same time. She will pay for this.

    On the way from the shuttle I see one of my fellow inmates/cyber police walking away at at tangent from the rest of us. He is blonde, attractive, and looks vaguely familiar. He also seems like he doesn’t want anything to do with the rest of us. I’m not sure I blame him.

    How the heck are we supposed to bring down the cartels and mafia bosses? I don’t have the first clue but I am sure that they’ll be in a casino somewhere, not in the street.

    “Soon as we get our job done,” I tell Kiara through gritted teeth, “we can go back to peaceful deep freeze.” And I’m shopping for new clothes as soon as I can hack some credits!

    When we get inside its hard not to marvel at the expense obviously not spared here. Black-veined marble rubs shoulders with rubbed wood trim and fiber optic lighting effects.

    The guy in the pink shirt is sitting at the bar slamming down shots. That seems like a dumb way to start a covert operation and I’d love to tell him so if it didn’t involve talking out loud about a covert operation.

    At least he’s wearing a pink shirt with a truly audacious outfit. Now I don’t feel quite so bad.
     
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    Oh great, sweet cheeks and the angry ninja just showed up. So much for enjoying my free time. I ask the bartender for a cigar, two hundred more credits later he hands me something that smells like it was just used as a cows suppository.

    best cigar I have had in over a hundred years. I pick up the whiskey, or at least i think it is whiskey, might very well be paint thinner for all I care, and pour a double shot. The chick with the hot pants looks like she could use a drink so I motion for her to join me.

    Only think better then being miserable is being miserable with company.
     
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