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originally posted in:Neo Punks
12/13/2015 3:58:51 AM
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[b]He eventually starts checking buildings too, and they make their way to the roof, putting their rifles in their backs, the cowboy unarmed, and the start scaling the wall of the Empire State Building [/b]
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[b]She pulls her Predator bow, selecting a zipline arrow as she fires it at the building adjacent to her It fires forward, backwards as well, creating a taught rope spanning the two buildings She grabs the arrow still on the string, and descends to the rooftop she fired at, and one there, she hits a button on the bow, as the rope snaps from the Empire Building, and she retrieves it from its spot on the ground in front of her[/b]
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[b]They get to the top, alone, and a green helicopter comes by, and everyone but the cowboy figure gets in, flying away[/b]
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[b]She watches from the opposite rooftop, hiding behind a generator[/b]
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[b]He takes binoculars from his jacket, inspecting the rooftops for a good path to take, but to where?[/b]
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[b]She flashes invisible, just to ensure she won't be seen[/b]
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[b]He jumps town to street level, misting at the last second (turning into a swarm of nanites) and drops down the wall, reforming at street level, and he enters a bar[/b]
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[b]She peeks over the edge to watch, taking note of where he went[/b] [spoiler]I get the feeling this is gonna end badly[/spoiler]
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[spoiler]Not at all, he's peaceful, and will likely attempt to either befriend you, sleep with you (the inner cowboy speaking) or recruit you to a private military (think Nanopunks version of venom inc. in RoB[/spoiler] [b]He entered a street bar[/b]
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[spoiler]oh My gut feeling betrayed me, lol[/spoiler] [b]She sighs, a few drinks couldn't hurt... She jumps down, flashing upwards at the last second to break her fall, as she walks to the bar[/b]
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[b]She spots the man sitting at a stool, whiskey bottle in hand[/b] [spoiler]Lmao, that's cause you're from RoB, where everything could wreck you in a heartbeat and is happy to do it. Nanopunk players are super chill unless the characters got shit against each other [/spoiler]
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[spoiler]kek You ain't seen Chaos until you meet my Phazon army[/spoiler] [b]She sits a few seats down, keeping an eye on the man to be sure he doesn't try anything, as she orders some scotch[/b]
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[b]He drinks the whiskey, ordering a 2nd, and he seems completely calm. Inviting, even. [/b] [spoiler]Oh god, the name is even intimidating...[/spoiler]
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[spoiler]hehehehe...[/spoiler] [b]She kept quiet, sipping her drink as she watched the Super Bowl broadcast, Cardinals vs Rams[/b]
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[b]Eventually, he leaves the bar, and goes outside [/b]
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[b]She notices after the door shuts, paying the bartender, as she follows him out Beings who she is, she tailed him, although she seemed to be taking a simple walk down the street[/b]
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[b]He turned into an alleyway, reaching into his duster, alone[/b]
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[b]She hesitates, but turns invisible It pays to be a Radient, helps a lot when your a Thief [/b]
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[b]He is in the alley, smoking a cigar, not noticing you[/b] [spoiler]Well, you want to keep creeping? XD[/spoiler]
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Edited by Sardonyx: 12/13/2015 4:35:50 AM[spoiler]yup[/spoiler] [b]Eventually she gets bored waiting, sneaking up behind him as she pulls out his wallet, years of thievery have made her a pro at pickpocketing[/b] [spoiler]wallets still exist, right? RIGHT?! tired of getting griped at for missing stuff, lol[/spoiler]
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[b]Being friends with a pickpocket and knowing the signs of it, he notices her, he grabs her arm, twists it, and puts her in an arm bar[/b] ((Martial artist)) "It's not wise to do that with me"
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[i]"Yeah, felt like it anyways"[/i] [b]She breaks free, flipping around to face him as she winks back into sight[/b]
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[b]He steps back, unfazed, lighting the cigar[/b] "And who would you be?"
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[i]"Another face in the crowd"[/i] [b]She stands upright, but keeps on edge[/b]
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[b]He relaxes[/b] "This face have a name?"
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[i]"Well, I wouldn't exactly trust a man that carries a rifle with him, let alone a whole Fireteam at times "[/i]
