Marik
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On that note, I bid you all farewell.
6 yrs ago
"All that is necessary for evil to triumph is that good men do nothing." - Edmund Burke (disputed)
6 yrs ago
Spanner, to paraphrase Papal legate Arnaud Amalric prior to the start of the Albigensian Crusade: "Kill them all; let God sort out the rest."
6 yrs ago
Or you could just call everyone shitposters and run to the closest authority figure, you do you.
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6 yrs ago
Then don't sexually harass women, call them sluts, or stalk them. Maybe then you'd have enough of a social circle to fall back on and cry to when people roast you for being the creep you are.
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Oh Hank, you marvelous cunt of a man.
idlehands said
I do but it's still awful.
Awfully hawt.
idlehands said
I felt so bad for the ghost Herzi, that was awful. Damnit Zed.
Shhhhhh.
You know you love it.
The Security-enforced Pornographic Area, Motherfucker, or as its residents call it, Spam, is a place where you can get anything, for a price. Indeed, it's one of the City's shittiest districts, though not because of poverty. In fact, Spam is the only district of the City where money flows the freest, due to the thriving criminal underworld located there. Sure, the other districts have their fair share of free trade, but none like Spam. From the most mundane things such as porn, hookers, sex, to the more exotic flavors like Glitterbombs, Novakoka, and Thundercunts, if it's illegal and you want it, you can get it.
However, ModSec's been cracking down hard on Spam lately after The Night of Lulz, where the great leader Mahz, the one man who kept the City from falling apart, died, with the districts of the City running red with the blood of ModSec as the masses, with the Spammers in particular, running wild in chaotic revelry. After that night, ModSec's prohibited the other districts from contact with Spam at all, violently banning those who try and defy the lockdown. As a result of this lockdown, a growing number of Spammers have turned to a new form of money-making: "Running", a lucrative business in which groups of Spammers slip past the borders of Spam to get access to the other areas of the City, where they perform various criminal acts such as drugrunning, Modorate espionage, kidnappings, and sometimes even murder. In this time of tension a group of Runners have been framed for a crime they didn't commit, as well as exposed for several crimes they did commit. Now they must clear their name and prevent a mysterious conspiracy from succeeding, all at the behest of a dead guy.
Anyway, exposition over, this is a Cyberpunk Spamfic/Interactive Storygame
The cast is as follows:
Drago, heavily modded Metalhead Skullcrusher.
Holmishire, burnt-out BTL user and former actor turned Face.
Idle, the only woman who can make Drago and Toellner lose a drinking contest, who's tough as nails to boot.
G.R.I.F: Gender Redundant Intelligent Form, a former synth-boy (or girl?) rescued during the infamous Parlor Job.
Toellner, a grizzled ex ModSec officer fired for being "too" excessive in his enforcement of the law, and that's saying something considering it's ModSec.
RPG, an old-school private dick, who's getting way too old for this shit.
Goldmarble, a hard-drinking, hard-fucking, hard-fighting former blood sport contestant, nicknamed "The Mountain You Ride".
Lexicon of terms used:
Korp: Short for Korporate.
Korporate: Related to one of the Korporations.
ModSec: The enforcers of law and order within the City appointed by first Mahz, now Contra Fates. Short for Mod Security.
Ban: Getting executed by a member of ModSec.
Fragging: Common expletive.
Spammers: A resident of Spam.
Drek: Another common expletive.
Zek: A korporate employee.
NPC Cast:
POV (by order of appearance)
Zed, dead Korp zek asshole handler.
Guru, ModSec asshole.
Nox, leader of the Terrible Trio mercs.
Yorick, pimpmaster extraordinaire.
Dervish, raider boss.
Smiral, MafCo boss.
Mentioned
Lillian, ModSec rookie.
Soba, Triad Shan Chu.
Blacksnake, Russki-Yak Oyabun.
Ivan, Russki-Yak second-in-command.
HeySeuss, Narcotraffe leader.
Draco, Terrible Trio merc.
Helis, Terrible Trio merc.
TP, MafCo legbreaker
Tempest, raider pilot.
Sora, brothel guard.
Scribz, hyperweed nerd.
Pally, dead guy.
Rigi, IRC masseuse.
Being an interactive game, the players will send me their actions via PM, I will do a little dice magic, and then post the next chapter.
In addition, I'll post the MCs various gimmicks and items after I get the first chapter up as well as a little lexicon of terms used and an NPC cast list.
Note: I do not portray everyone as I see them. I portray people as whatever I feel like portraying them as. If you have an issue about me portraying you in a certain way, well, suck it up buttercup.
Note Redux: This is not E for Everyone (but it isn't explicitly A for Adults). Deal with it, nerds.
Now shut up and start reading, nerds.
Chapter 1
However, ModSec's been cracking down hard on Spam lately after The Night of Lulz, where the great leader Mahz, the one man who kept the City from falling apart, died, with the districts of the City running red with the blood of ModSec as the masses, with the Spammers in particular, running wild in chaotic revelry. After that night, ModSec's prohibited the other districts from contact with Spam at all, violently banning those who try and defy the lockdown. As a result of this lockdown, a growing number of Spammers have turned to a new form of money-making: "Running", a lucrative business in which groups of Spammers slip past the borders of Spam to get access to the other areas of the City, where they perform various criminal acts such as drugrunning, Modorate espionage, kidnappings, and sometimes even murder. In this time of tension a group of Runners have been framed for a crime they didn't commit, as well as exposed for several crimes they did commit. Now they must clear their name and prevent a mysterious conspiracy from succeeding, all at the behest of a dead guy.
Anyway, exposition over, this is a Cyberpunk Spamfic/Interactive Storygame
The cast is as follows:
Drago, heavily modded Metalhead Skullcrusher.
Holmishire, burnt-out BTL user and former actor turned Face.
Idle, the only woman who can make Drago and Toellner lose a drinking contest, who's tough as nails to boot.
G.R.I.F: Gender Redundant Intelligent Form, a former synth-boy (or girl?) rescued during the infamous Parlor Job.
Toellner, a grizzled ex ModSec officer fired for being "too" excessive in his enforcement of the law, and that's saying something considering it's ModSec.
RPG, an old-school private dick, who's getting way too old for this shit.
Goldmarble, a hard-drinking, hard-fucking, hard-fighting former blood sport contestant, nicknamed "The Mountain You Ride".
Lexicon of terms used:
Korp: Short for Korporate.
Korporate: Related to one of the Korporations.
ModSec: The enforcers of law and order within the City appointed by first Mahz, now Contra Fates. Short for Mod Security.
Ban: Getting executed by a member of ModSec.
Fragging: Common expletive.
Spammers: A resident of Spam.
Drek: Another common expletive.
Zek: A korporate employee.
NPC Cast:
POV (by order of appearance)
Zed, dead Korp zek asshole handler.
Guru, ModSec asshole.
Nox, leader of the Terrible Trio mercs.
Yorick, pimpmaster extraordinaire.
Dervish, raider boss.
Smiral, MafCo boss.
Mentioned
Lillian, ModSec rookie.
Soba, Triad Shan Chu.
Blacksnake, Russki-Yak Oyabun.
Ivan, Russki-Yak second-in-command.
HeySeuss, Narcotraffe leader.
Draco, Terrible Trio merc.
Helis, Terrible Trio merc.
TP, MafCo legbreaker
Tempest, raider pilot.
Sora, brothel guard.
Scribz, hyperweed nerd.
Pally, dead guy.
Rigi, IRC masseuse.
Being an interactive game, the players will send me their actions via PM, I will do a little dice magic, and then post the next chapter.
In addition, I'll post the MCs various gimmicks and items after I get the first chapter up as well as a little lexicon of terms used and an NPC cast list.
Note: I do not portray everyone as I see them. I portray people as whatever I feel like portraying them as. If you have an issue about me portraying you in a certain way, well, suck it up buttercup.
Note Redux: This is not E for Everyone (but it isn't explicitly A for Adults). Deal with it, nerds.
Now shut up and start reading, nerds.
Chapter 1
Needs more House Zedjoy and House Dervlaw.
There's a magic thing called Modding NV.
It's the best.
It's the best.
Jster said
I await the day when you do not know how to respond because you have a frog at your throat.
Laugh all you want, Frog.
Just know that no one escapes death.
Not even you.
Jster said
A moment of silence for our old ally RPG101 who seems to have been bastardized by some evil.
Don't worry, you'll get your chance to experience his fate soon, mate.
K-97 said
Don't blame us. You're the idiot sending two henchmen against 5.
Where were the other 99 subjects?
Hey now.
You're the one who should've been able to fight four on one.
I mean, RPG's the one that disappoints me the most.
He lost to a fucking frog.
God-fucking-dammit 101 and 97.
You were supposed to take out 5 rebels and you failed.
Ah well, only the strong survive, I guess.
Time to move on with the next subjects.
You were supposed to take out 5 rebels and you failed.
Ah well, only the strong survive, I guess.
Time to move on with the next subjects.
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