Special Branch: The Living Dead

POSTED BY: NEEDY
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SCORPIONREGENT

Saturday, October 14, 2006 6:27 AM

Meanwhile, somewhere else in the secret base, SR is plundering away to his hearts content.

Scorpion Regent

SAFEAT2ND

Monday, October 16, 2006 4:25 PM

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OOC: Just so I don't get too far behind. I have a post to make, bringing Citizen back into the picture and setting up transport for our band. Jack and Flechette, part of the underground, have prearranged with Huxley for a rendezous. Milton is going to throw a monkey wrench into the works (as per Needy's story arc) resulting in a bit of a chase.
The end result is the group arriving at Syke's hidey-hole.

Seryn I have a background idea for Sykes.

WYSB, I don't know how to tie in Vixen so I'll leave that in your capable hands.

SR, I was thinking your character might have a hand in the groups escape during the chase. If you're amenable to that?

If anyone has different plans, let me know and I will adjust.

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"Stop doing that thing"
"What thing"
"That thing where your mouth moves and noise comes out"

SCORPIONREGENT

Monday, October 16, 2006 4:38 PM

Quote:
Originally posted by safeat2nd:
***BOOKMARKED***

OOC: Just so I don't get too far behind. I have a post to make, bringing Citizen back into the picture and setting up transport for our band. Jack and Flechette, part of the underground, have prearranged with Huxley for a rendezous. Milton is going to throw a monkey wrench into the works (as per Needy's story arc) resulting in a bit of a chase.
The end result is the group arriving at Syke's hidey-hole.

Seryn I have a background idea for Sykes.

WYSB, I don't know how to tie in Vixen so I'll leave that in your capable hands.

SR, I was thinking your character might have a hand in the groups escape during the chase. If you're amenable to that?

If anyone has different plans, let me know and I will adjust.

__________________________________________________
"Stop doing that thing"
"What thing"
"That thing where your mouth moves and noise comes out"

OOC: I'm cool with that. PM me with ideas.

Scorpion Regent

SERYN

Monday, October 16, 2006 5:39 PM

Infill for Sykes is fine by me.

APRILISE

Monday, October 16, 2006 7:32 PM

sounds good, Ghost is tagging along for now. Eventually they'll have to make their way to the Carson's for Truth and Shadow (anyone with any ideas are welcome)

SAFEAT2ND

Monday, October 16, 2006 11:36 PM

Jack strode into the bunker and started talking before he even cleared the doorway “C?? What are you doing here? The better question being, How did you get here? Last I saw, you were headed off with Safe.”

“This is your Mr. Stark?” Citizen asks the two men before him, shaking his head. “It’s all so clear now; never trust a mercenary to run a business. They just don’t have the tools.”

“Jack, nice to see you again too.” Citizen says with a smile. “You of all people should know how familiar I am with tunnels on this planet. In answer to your second question, Safe brought me here. But enough about me, I have to say, you have to get better paid help. These two are very unprofessional.”

“Citizen, this is an Underground movement. They donate their time for the good of the cause.”

“See, there’s your problem. Being noble doesn’t pay the bills. Give me a week and I’ll turn this into a profitable movement.”

“No thanks. I’ve seen your idea of ‘help’. Speaking of which… you didn't bring…” Jack looks around nervously.

“The monkeys? Sadly, no. As good as they were they were no substitute for properly motivated help.”

“Biting noses didn’t seem to work that well for you now did it?” Jack grins at him.

“I got you to come here didn’t I?”

Jack laughs out loud. “Yes I suppose it did. We gotta run. Flechette is topside waiting. I’ll be up in a minute.”

Citizen tosses the gun back to Carter and walks out.

“Carter, erase everything and make it look like no one’s been here since the war. Then you two head back to head office.”

**
The bulk transport less streaked than it lumbered along, but they had no other choice. The speedy hover-mules were too small and they only up to six people. Plus the transport had an enclosed storage space, better for keeping people out of plain view.

“Y’all took your sweet ass time. We’re gonna be late to Huxley’s rendezvous point.” Flechette shot Jack a scowl.

“Huxley is a resourceful man. He’ll adapt. Besides sweet cheeks,” Jack grins at Flechette, “what could go wrong?”

Milton sat in a dark corner in the back of the transport. No one spoke to him, which suited him just fine. The new man chatted with Versa and the bubbly Amy. The cortex he had stolen had a keypad, so he could make the contact without having to speak. He typed silently. The Alliance would deal with these self-righteous monsters. How dare they even presume to be doing what they were doing in the name of good.

After hitting the send button, Milton had a moment of doubt, but thinking of what his friend, Mr. Neeham, must have gone through at the hands of these pirates, strengthened his resolve. Either way it was out of his hands now.

OOC: April, the Carsons is close to where the ISSCV Epsilon is, so no problem.

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"Stop doing that thing"
"What thing"
"That thing where your mouth moves and noise comes out"

THEREALME

Tuesday, October 17, 2006 4:20 AM

Quote:
Originally posted by safeat2nd:
OOC: April, the Carsons is close to where the ISSCV Epsilon is, so no problem.

TheRealMe wakes up, sputters, and looks around. "Huh? ISSCV Epsilon? Hmmmmm.... I better figure out what's going on back there!"

TheRealMe starts scribbling furiously.

NEEDY

Tuesday, October 17, 2006 4:55 PM

Seeing her again was not something Needy had expected.
Truth be told, he had tried to put her out of his mind, and it seemed he had been successful in doing so.

The being had told him to let the past be the past, that he could now start from scratch with his new life. But the being had also hinted that his past may catch up to him, and then and only then could he address it.

Having a gun shot at point blank range to his head was not going to make him forgive her any sooner.

After she had printed that article on him, he could have sworn his career was ruined. He lost the trust of his clientele and those within the Companion House. He almost lost his license. He was close to becoming nothing more than a common whore.
But thanks to the loyalty and help of a few true friends, he was able to re-establish himself, and regain the trust of those involved.
Trouble was, he could never trust anyone again, not like he had trusted her.

He had stared at her with nothing but contempt as she laid unconscious on the ground.
Even when she had regained consciousness and was faced with Soul's gun at her head, he said nothing.
And when the brute known as Huxley beat her, he could do nothing but remain a silent figure in the background.
He was numb to any feeling of care for her.
He felt nothing.

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SAFEAT2ND

Wednesday, October 18, 2006 12:36 AM

OOC:

Quote:
Originally posted by TheRealMe:
OOC: TheRealMe wakes up, sputters, and looks around. "Huh? ISSCV Epsilon? Hmmmmm.... I better figure out what's going on back there!"

TheRealMe starts scribbling furiously.

Is it just me or does anyone else find that disturbingly scary?

Huxley ground out his cigar with his boot. ‘Where were they?’ He thought impatiently.

From where they hid in an abandoned warehouse down one of the narrow streets, they could hear the commotion at the “hospital”. Gunshots had rung out earlier and air had filled with shouts and curses.

As if on cue, the spotlights at the gates exploded to life as Huxley checked his watch again. It would only be a matter of time before they expanded their search to the surrounding area.

He leaned out of the door and looked up and down the street.

“You’re running out of time, Huxley.” A quiet voice spoke up behind him, and Soul stepped out of the shadows.

Huxley jumped, and turned to face Soul. Huxley was afraid to admit it; the man called Soul scared him. He had the demeanor of a drawn knife, a very sharp drawn knife.

“They'll be here... trust me.” Huxley snapped.

“You’ll find I don’t place a lot of faith in that word.” Soul says as he melts back into the shadows of the warehouse.

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"Stop doing that thing"
"What thing"
"That thing where your mouth moves and noise comes out"

SAFEAT2ND

Friday, October 20, 2006 8:08 PM

OOC: Has anyone given any thought as to the duration of this story? As in an ending? Not that I want it to end, quite the contrary, the writing is excellent, and I mean truely EXCELLENT!

My idea though, would be maybe "end" this chapter (not abruptly, in natural course), then start say chapter two. Sort of like missions.

So if everyone was on board, we could do chapters like Special Branch: Soul Mate - the search for Soul's past, or Special Branch: the Trouble with Vixen, or Special Branch: Family Ties - examining Seryn's dark family history or Special Branch: Mysteries of the Heart - More on Needy's "other" or maybe even Special Branch: The Garden - delve into TRM's Rosie and the dark figure what tore her into pieces. There's so many other stories as well from Citizen or SR. Plus it allows new comers and new characters.

Just a sugestion. What's everyone think?

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"Stop doing that thing"
"What thing"
"That thing where your mouth moves and noise comes out"

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