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I've been clicking to come back to this page way too often...
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Writer and lover of writing, the written word is the best way for me to communicate for the words from the tongue may fail me.

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West paused right before the gates. He kept walking past, just for a moment as he saw someone walking down the main path.

And was that a wire in their ear? When he saw fingers move towards it, he figured that was the case. Shit, it looks like his attempt at a pre-emptive strike was a little too late. No matter, there were always contingencies. You didn’t get to West’s position without numerous back-up plans and other ways of dealing with a problem.

So, distractions would be necessary. That was fine. He could handle that.

He followed the sidewalk, pulling his phone out of his pocket and opened an app of his own devising that connected directly to one of the labs in the main lab building. He’d been setting things up for the past few weeks to make this procedure a success.

He would get his success.

With a press of few buttons on the app, the receiver in the lab got the message.

An electrical signal pulsed through the room, and an EMP wave distorted the computers, the lights; basically every piece of technology in that lab either frizzled with loud noises or sent the lights haywire.

Step two was the dorm building itself. Some sneaking around and careful hand movements on a residence tour gave him access to a private office on the main floor of the building.

That was a little trickier. Planting explosives was usually a bad idea, but a little reassembling got him to put a very tiny explosive in the back of the computer. Not enough to damage anything but the device itself, but it would be enough to get the fire alarm to set off.

Phase one: kite away some of the guards. Phase two: get the building to evacuate.

Phase three: get into the crowd, grab Emma, knock her out, and sneak away before he gets noticed by anyone else. There were many things that
could go wrong, but he still had numerous contingencies to get him out of it. As well as a few methods to take out an Elite agent if they got in his way.

Including a strange device sent to him by the organization he was hired for.

“Use it in a pinch.” They said. Hopefully he wouldn’t get there. Using anything he didn’t understand made him dreadfully uncomfortable.

Right now he had his two buttons pressed. A fire in the main building, and a laboratory going haywire. When the time was right, he could move without any other issues. He stepped through the gates, pulling out the ID card the school gave him so that people knew he was a visiting grad student and walked passed the school towards the main gate.
Can I take out the NPC roommate without too much interference?
Still here. Little lost as to what to do. probably need Diggerton to post first.
@KahleenCuthald
This is a slice-of-life sandbox where the plot will reveal itself through its characters, otherwise it's just these denizens of the future re-colonizing Earth now that the technology has advanced to that point. The Earth's Galactic representatives organized shuttles for the first Re-colonists, and they are bringing people to the earth's surface, along with a machine to fix the climate. The government is using this as a test essentially to see if Earth is ready to accept a whole civilization.

Currently there are several directions the RP can go through, but it is ultimately up to the players to find these avenues and pursue them.

The world is yours to explore, so do what you think you want, and we'll accommodate with plot and ways of geting characters together.
@Oni_ Sera is accepted. Welcome!
@KahleenCuthald what's your biggest concern? If you have any questions, you can ask here or PM me about it and I'll try my best to provide some information.
We're off to a good start. I like where we're going with this :3
@Cuddle Pot Crocuta is accepted, and feel free to decide on whichever idea you'd prefer.

If you're really attached to Woodtop send me a PM and we'll talk about it. No reason we can't have multiple bartenders, it's just more exciting to have multiple people covering multiple roles.
@Renny Aris is approved, albeit his super physiology being maybe a little overpowered, but hopefully numbers can compensate for this. Transfer him to the CS page whenever you're ready.
Name: Karsan “Two-Four” Valoss (Two-Four Mostly)

Age: 35

Gender: Male
Race: Cyborg – Cybernetically enhanced by a hyper-intelligent rank of aliens known as the Vagott, his arms are machine as are his eyes.

Appearance:

His arms:


Karsan is a tall and broad man who borders on the line between fit and flat. Dark hair falls off the sides and back of his head in longer waves, and a heavy, thick beard hides the lower half of his face. His eyes are wide and bright violet after they replaced his older ones, with various neon lights that flicker through and spiral on occasion, sometimes giving those unused to the cybernetically enhanced a bit of a fright.

His arms look like those above, except for a neon green light that flashes through them, and several circles of light glow from various spots on the arms, connected by the glowing light. These are ports for various enhancements that could be used on his arms at various occasions. Usually these are unused, but some weapons could be attached to them in a pinch.

He dresses normally in sleeveless shirts and simple pants, and he may pull his hair back sometimes depending on the situation.

Personality: Two-Four is a tired man. His long past and history has left him with a bored disposition and little concern for his own place in life. Instead, he tends to meddle with others. He’s a matchmaker, and an impartial judge, but he really could care less for most people and things, outside a select few. His old, spunky self can sometimes shimmer through the cracks, either with a bad joke or a need to protect his personal property, but it’s still a waste of time to get him involved in the political situation around him or anything that doesn’t concern his bar.

He’s an indifferent party and a robot-sympathizer and it doesn’t matter if that makes you uncomfortable. He won’t do anything about it. Unless you cause a ruckus in his bar, of course. Then he’ll willingly shove a robot fist in your face.

Occupation: Two-Four runs and operates Debris – the first new bar on the surface of planet earth that’s built right into the backstage of an old Broadway Theatre. The seats are hidden behind the grand drapes, the other stuff has been gutted to leave room for the bar and seating, and the stage is set up to allow for a little bit of dancing when the bar calls for it. Aside from the occasional bartending, he also handles shipping through Instantaneous Matter Transfer from inter-galactic brewers (at least until he can start brewing himself), employment, and information trading with other people in New York 2.0. He also runs a job board and gets people to list needs for either odd jobs or long-term employment.

If anyone needs information from rumors to jobs to contests to dating, then Two-Four is probably the best guy to ask.

Talents/Abilities/Tech: Two-Four’s arms and eyes were personally crafted for him as a favour for the aid given to the Vagott. The Vagott, being people of unparalleled experience with technology, they crafted his arms so they could easily meld with his human form and still operate more-or-less like human hands. But that isn’t enough for them. The built the arms to be much stronger than others, to ignore pain, yet still feel surface temperature and texture. The arms repair themselves using nanotechnology, and the energy source makes it easy for the arms to meld themselves with his nervous system. Various neon circles allow for attachments of various makes and creation to forge themselves with his arm and allow him easy use of them or their benefit to his cybernetic self.

His eyes were made by the same creators, and they are vastly improved from the old eyes that used to occupy his sockets. Fixing his vision entirely from how crappy they used to be, the also added an auto-targetting system that interacts with his arm, thermal night-vision, a person-identifying feature that can interact with many interstellar social networks, and also implant strict images directly into his brain.

Two-Four also has a large arsenal of heavy guns (he sees no need in pistols) that are stored in the back of his bar. Each has various features and purposes, but those can be hidden until they are needed. He doesn’t like showing that stuff off.

Other: Two-Four has access to a large information network, but he only taps into it sparingly. With the situation on Earth being unpredictable and unstable, it isn’t a good time to make enemies.
- Two-Four will be a good in-character resource for answers or questions, as he tends to enjoy that part of his job.
- He always introduces himself as Two-Four.
- Think of him as a well-thought-out NPC for the most part, with a little more flexibility in how much he can be used.
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