SepticGentleman

The Promise - The Ghost Note Wuz Here. He said "Say the N Word."

By Jove this is the most cyberpunk character I've seen in a good while. I feel like I'm getting hacked just by reading the sheet.

I see no major problems myself but the yeh or neh is up to ShitMail.

The Promise - The Ghost Note Wuz Here. He said "Say the N Word."

@JunkMail Get back in your cage and dance.

The Promise - The Ghost Note Wuz Here. He said "Say the N Word."

Eli and Henry

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“Eli, c’mo-”

“No.”

“He’s not a bad guy, jus-”

“No.”

“You’re being unreasonable.”

“Oh no, I am being very reasonable. I have plenty of reasons. And no matter how many times you bring it up, despite the fact that I keep asking you politely to fucking not do it, I am not going to be in the same room as-”

“Arrived. Central Hub.”

“So there.”

“Fine, fine. _Coward.”

“I’ll fucking get you. Somehow, and I will make it look like a bloody goddamn accident.”

They bickered like an old married couple all the journey to the central hub. It was tradition by now, seeing the new freshman class with their own eyes. Henry’d get a feel for how much he was going to have to instruct or discipline whoever he took under his proverbial wing, and Eli got a new round of conversational subjects to bitch about. They stepped out of the elevator and onto the floor of the hub, taking in the sight of all the students, both new and old, congregating there. Some folks turned their heads to look at Henry with a smile, like noticing a friend out in public. Others looked at Eli like he owed them money. Or they owed him money.

“You feeling up for any wagers this year?” Henry asked as they strode. Eli sighed and responded, “Gee, I dunno. Think I’ve already won enough credits off your scaly ass, don’t you?” And Henry chuckled, returning with a soft fuck you a little under his breath. He preferred not to swear out loud in front of the newcomers, whoever might be listening. At least, not until he got to know them first. Eli was much more candid, usually.

“We’ll see the new batch and then decide if we wanna put money on the table.” Eli said. Henry simply nodded and replied, “Alright, alright. Got a good feeling about this year, though.”

“You’ve always got a good feeling about something.”

“Well, one of us has to. Or else the whole dynamic of this relationship is thrown off.”

“Eh, fair point.”

The Promise - The Ghost Note Wuz Here. He said "Say the N Word."

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The Promise - The Ghost Note Wuz Here. He said "Say the N Word."

Archie

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People were already surrounding the poster. Older students mostly, those who looked combat-experienced. And what seemed like a new, unfamiliar face, just a bit further back. Much taller than Archie, darker complexion, more rugged wear. Archie knew full well assumptions were often wrong when it came to metahumans, but this gent looked like he was interested in fightin’. And he was bored, so making a first impression didn’t strike him as a terrible idea.

As he approached the man, his pocket buzzed. He opened his phone to a text from his teleporting assistant. Posters are done! PAY ME.

Damn. Faster work than he thought. Archie opened an app - a Promise-made one, for student and resident credit accounts - and did a bit of transacting. 500 credits, standard payment from someone like him. After he finished, he texted her, Sent. Good job. And she quickly replied with a few dollar sign emojis. Archie chuckled, put his phone away, and approached the gentleman.

“Poster caught your eye, stranger?”

@Spoopy Scary

The Promise - The Ghost Note Wuz Here. He said "Say the N Word."

I dig it.

The Promise - The Ghost Note Wuz Here. He said "Say the N Word."

Archie

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“Is it crooked?”

“No, doesn’t look it.”

“How about from far away?”

A brief sound of the air being rapidly displaced, twice.

“Nope, looks good.”

“Okay then, coming down…”

Archie descended the ladder and gently placed it aside, compacting it for easier movement. He stepped backward, taking place next to his companion, and took out a small remote device from his blazer pocket. He hit the button, and the rolled-up poster emerged from its casing hung on the wall.

Archie and his companion looked up and down at it. A large poster, seven feet tall, specially printed for this exact spot - the Promise’s central hub. By far the most active area during the academic year, students passing in and out to head for different areas, or generally just lounging, talking, etc. This would get the most attention, no doubt about it. But for the sake of assurance, there had to be more, elsewhere.

“Good start.” Archie’s companion commented. She was a short girl, pale, black hair with red highlights, general punk wear. A grasshopper emblem emblazoned on the back of her coat.

“Yes it is.” Archie replied, “But what’s important is being thorough. You know where the rest are stored, so just go and put them wherever. And space them out too, wanna cover as much as ground as possible. I’ll send the credits to your account after they’re all up.”

“You got it.” The girl replied, turning and suddenly vanishing, distorting the space around her for only a split second. Teleportation. Archie nodded and turned as well, taking a look around the hub. There were already students up and about there, some taking an eye to the poster. Admittedly, Archie was expecting more senior students to participate - people who had already, or were close, to completing their power training. But in his five years aboard, he’d seen a good few come up already knowing plenty of tricks and tactics. He was one such student - but then again, his power wasn’t very combat-oriented. Not directly at least.

As he perused his thoughts, a familiar sound heralded the arrival of the new freshman class. Archie turned his eyeless gaze towards the launch bay entrance, where a cadre of older students were corralling the new folk inland. Archie clapped his hands together, ever so excited to see how the future would play out.

“It begins.”

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ZNY519: Yes?
ECW241: The new batch is here and there’s nothing you’d be interested in. Just telling you now and saving you the extended report later.
ZNY519: I thought I already told you I wasn’t interested anyway. I’m past the power introductions, now all I’m doing is bug testing.
ECW241: I know you.
ECW241: You say you’re done with something and then a week later you double back because you ‘might have overlooked some details’.
ECW241: You just can’t make up your mind sometimes.
ZNY519: Is this a lecture?
ECW241: No, this is me telling you, you suck. And if you try to double back this time it’s not gonna work.
ZNY519: Goodbye, Winzer.
ECW241: I’m serious.

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The Promise - The Ghost Note Wuz Here. He said "Say the N Word."

Try it, suckbag.

The Promise - The Ghost Note Wuz Here. He said "Say the N Word."

@Spoopy Scary

ELI

• Andrea: "Yeah."

ARCHIE

• Andrea: "Yeah."

The Promise - The Ghost Note Wuz Here. He said "Say the N Word."

Rutabaga.