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Knowing your limits

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Abyss crouched on the roof of the old factory across the road from the orphanage.  Behind him was the old N.F.P.D. station.  It seemed all but abandoned, with most of the group having vanished into the unknown.  He chuckled remembering the bronze leader with the cute ass that Damion constantly flirted with.  Abyss’s personal favorite were the twins.  One Lightbringer, one a CHOTA, and both bat shit crazy.

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The Hunt continues

“Hello Keystone.”  The sings song voice sounding like a group of people stopped the Union Guard dead in his tracks.  Sweat broke out on his forehead, and he started visibly shaking.  “What can I do for you?”

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The Hunt is on

Abyss rode his Wolf to the outskirts of Hope Springs.  His directions were simple enough, and how he accomplished them was at his discretion.  Damion had been curious about the item the old bitch wanted to have back.

Abyss’s primary mission was to locate the person that had the item, and get it from them. This was what Abyss considered the fun part of his mission as it entailed hunting down the person, and doing whatever was needed to get results.  It had been a long time since he got bloody.

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Secret Adventurers Club : Crossed paths

The scent of Nervous and Fear hit Abyss’s nose as soon as crossed the yellow tape, and stepped into the building.  A scuff here and a muffled noise there confirmed he was not alone in the building.  The old lady had said it would be a cake walk, and he just had to get in to find the object hidden in the safe.

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Some where a little used Pod activates.

 

 

Somewhere in an abandoned bunker, a lone monitor displays a countdown as a file is scanned and repaired.  The pod behind it hums, yet is totally still.  Inside is normally a clear fluid showing the body of a clone as it grows.  The windows on this pod are a slate, black.  Unknown to all but two people, the pod is filled with Nantes.  The sound coming from the continual motion of millions upon millions of the tiny bots, following the commands of the program displayed on the monitor.

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Supply Run (Zombies Ate My Neighbours)

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[[ OK just a quick start - Hope you enjoy ]]

Abyss cautiously approached the facility, scanning the area constantly.  He had traveled to Radberg, on a supply run.  The area was usually ripe with random metals, as long as you dealt with the Rotters. 
Today everything changed when he arrived.  Something had spooked Big Brother, his Alpha Blight Wolf mount.  Whatever it was had set Abyss on edge as well.  A few random Rotters could be found as you traveled the road. And a small group was usually gathered in the courtyard. 

Abyss could see none anywhere. 

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Abyssal Rising

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{{ Just a quick post while I work on my Zombie start.  AS usual some of the subject matter may offend - you have been warned }}

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Human Error

((  Between the lack of RPers and the season, I have decided to bring back Abyss.  He will be wandering the wastes as he searches for who is responsible for putting him "Back in the hole."  i.e.  I will finish leveling him to 55 and enjoy some of the new gear, that inspired his new look.  More posts to follow as I gather screen shots from Abyss's travels.  See everyone in the wastes. :) ))

 

 

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Natural Cycle

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*Recent reports from remote Tech camps have started coming in, about an unknown attacker.  Men and Women have been found dead in their labs.  The causes of death vary, but all have clearly died in great pain after prolonged torture.  Any Tech working in a remote lab is advised to take care in security, while the matter is investigated.*


The buzzer to the lab door rang again and a child’s voice came thru the automated speaker.  “Twik er Tweet!”  The Tech shouted back, “Fucking kids! Beat it!” and returned to his work.

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Just... Wrong

Crouching on the hill in Kristo’s Pass, Abyss looked down at the crowd.  The Blight Wolf he rode with leaned over Abyss’s shoulder and growled.


“Yes, I smell it to Brother.  There is something…. wrong with them.”  Abyss had seen Rotters before and they were just another fact of nature to him.  These however were different somehow.  What exactly he could not determine, except for the raising of the hairs on the back of his neck.  There was something just… wrong.


Abyss had first felt it in New Flagg, something had woken him from his usual dreamless sleep.   He instantly realized it was the sense of another predator nearby.   But he was unable to determine a source; it was as if it had no physical form.  The feeling came and went as he wandered the city, and soon in the surrounding towns.  Everywhere however was the same sent.  The smell of pure fear, mixed with everything.

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View from the Abyss: The Unknown

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“Badgers!”  The Union man croaked as Abyss lifted the man up the wall, by the throat. “They just returned, that is all I know…  Please.”

Abyss lets the man hang a moment longer, before letting him drop. “Leave.”  Walking to the wolf standing a few feet away he pats the beasts head, staring into the city.  Who were these new people?  They seemed confidant, and knew what they were doing.  It was clear they knew the area.  Watching them was almost a challenge when he did not want to be seen.  Abyss decides it is time to collect on a promise, and get some answers.

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Out of Hell: Abyss returns

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{{Just a smal snip setting the return of Abyss}}

As the curvy redhead enters the room, she pauses.  Abyss is still in his chair and appears to be sleeping soundly.  As he never sleeps soundly she finds this odd.  He has changed due to the chemicals introduced to his system, and the nanites the Techs were using.   His muscles are more defined, and his claws and teeth more pronounced.  With the loss of his sonic attack he has pushed his primal side further.  The mimic voice now a mere tool for the Apex Predator he has become.

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View from the Abyss: Red Vision

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[[Same warning as Nisha.  The following is from Abyss’s view, and gets graphic.  You have been warned.]]


Abyss was strapped in the chair.  It was clear he fought for control, as the Techs worked around him.  It had taken several hundred chips to hire and equip them for what he needed.  Now it was just a matter of not going insane as every fiber in his being screamed for release, the pure instinct to rip free and fight his way out was almost overwhelming.

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Out of the frying pan...

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The stranger rode into the yard, as if nothing was going on.  The bandits looked confused and turned from the fire they had started.  The woman continued to cry with a dead man in her arms.



“Who da fuck are you!?!?”  Yelled one of bandits, the presence of his companions giving him confidence.  “You ain’t got no business here, stranger.  I suggest you keep ridein.”


The stranger stood next to his bike, and tilted his head as if not understanding the man.  “What’s the matter, ya deaf or just stupid? “  The leader said advancing on the stranger, till he was inches away. 

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Judgment day

*the following is on a large patch of leather of unknown source, nailed to the door of the Black Beer Bar*


To the residents of Hope Springs:
 Despite non-aggression agreements with several of your townsfolk, it is clear that mercenaries have been hired for the single prosperous of gunning me down like an animal. 


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RL Aggro

It looks like RL has plans for me for the near future.  I am sorry to those that I have been trying to get in game to RP with, but I will be unable to plan any play till at least Saturday.  Keep up all the great posts, and thanks to everyone that made "Synn Falls"  so much fun :)

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Do as your told.

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*events from a few days ago*


Abyss drove along, ignoring the noise coming from behind him.  The wind blew thru the open space where his windshield used to be.  His arm and chest still stung from the dozens of cuts he received after gamma shot the windshield out, trying to stop his current assignment.  Growls rumbled from Abyss, loud enough to cause whimpers from the back seat.  “Do not harm, deliver alive and in one piece.” He had been told.


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School is in.

Abyss chuckles to himself watching the drugged woman bounce and shake, as her own horse carried her away.  “Should be a fun ride back to Hope.”



Walking back to his lair, a shiver of delight runs down his spine as he remembers the fear on her face, and in her voice.  It was just chance that he happened to see her arriving, and wanted a little diversion to his current task.  It was easy to trick her and get the drug in her system.  The arrival of that fool was a bonus to his little diversion.


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Tough lesson

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Abyss walked into his new haunt.  The shadows in the room danced, as it was lit from the converted coal cookers around the room.  The low fires within, providing both heat and light, while adding the unnerving smell of being in the middle of a burning room.


The bundle over his shoulder started to groan and he simple drops it on the floor, causing the groan to end in a grunt of pain.  As he wanders the room, gathering items, the bag stirs, and the noises grow.
Abyss smiles and the sound of a group of children giggling begins to build from him, eventually filling the large room and causing the bundle to stop moving or making noise.  Soft whimpers can be heard when Abyss stops making noise, and walks over to the bag and unzips the opening.

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Jailbreak

*late night in an unknown location*


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Best laid plans

Abyss lay sprawled on the ground in the shadow of the large boulder.  He had been harassing the White Crow camp for a day, weighing his options and planning his next move.

He saw the Knight first.  Dressed in full battle gear he used a rifle in his hand to cut down his opposition with skill precision.  Abyss almost took a shot at him, when the sound of paired pistols reached his ears.

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It has begun

{{ Shortly after the events that took place in Hope Springs tonight}}

Abyss falls forward as the pod doors open.  He immediately vomits up the fluid this body was preserved in.  Retching till nothing comes out, he swallows and breaths deep.  The rattle of a chain, causes him to look up.

The tech is small, and she fidgets with the collar attached to a chain around her neck.  She notices the stare and stops, standing still and silent.
Abyss stands and walks calmly over to her.  He lashes out grabbing her by the neck and lifting her small frame from the ground. 

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Interlude

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{{ It seems I am inspired.}} 

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Blood and Fire

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{{Another glimpse into my character.  I hope you enjoy it.}}

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Enter the Abyss

{{ An intro into my character.  Hope you enjoy it.}}

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