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Jun 6, 2017 22:21:30 GMT -5
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Post by Jack on Jun 6, 2017 22:21:30 GMT -5
I'm the one that you wanted I'm your Ripper  - jorumun - - 1/10 - - Zektbach - - THE RACE TO A DOZEN - |
Technology crept about every corner, every crack, every crevice of the bustling city of Izanagi. Similar to the conceptual "Neo-Tokyo", Jack found himself insanely uncomfortable within it. The alley ways were vast and in great number indeed - however, he wasn't much a fan of the "hip and happening". Dubstep t'was the bane of his existence, the most repulsive genre of music he'd ever come to know. As he proceeded to stuff his ears with cotton, he made his way throughout the city.
"Supposedly, I'm to meet this "Quest Giver" in an alley way close to the Powers Robotics company skyscraper." He pulled up the UI, scrolling through the quest description as a random bystander found their way to Jack; the music blasting from their earphones. "HEY MAN! IS THAT THE NEW GTX GRAPHICS INTERFACE? I'VE BEEN HEARING ABOUT THOSE!" Jack's eye twitched every so often as he turned to the man "I'm unsu--" he was interrupted by another "HEY DU-- WOAH! IS THAT THE NEW GTX?!" The intial bystander responded "YEAH MAN! THIS GUY ISN'T SAYING ANYTHING THOUGH TO CONFIRM IT!" Losing the small amount of patience he had upon arriving to Izanagi, he slowly removed the cotton from his ears; the exterior jack retreating with it.
"Tell me something gentlemen. Do you like that technology?" They nodded happily "Do you like showing it off to the ladies?" They began to cheer and clap in agreement "Well . . " He paused, his expression dropping as he spoke in a lower tone "If you don't want to see that technology wrapped around your girlfriends' exposed jugulars? I would find another GTX to fawn over." As they stood, frozen in fear, Jack re-inserted the cotton and proceeded to the meeting place. "Damned techno-hippies..."
He arrived in the meeting place, the quest giver having not yet arrived. When contemplating the severity of this mission, he realized that it'd be a rather horrid idea if were to get jumped prior. With that in mind and the severe need for company, he took to his "GEE TEA EX GURAPHIKZ NTURPHASE" and messaged Jorumun.
[ MESSAGE ]
PLAYER: JACK
SENT TO: JORUMUN
- Hey buddy! I've got some spy things to take care of in Izanagi. I know neither you or I operate in that manner - however, a teleportation device is in it for you if you do. Think of it . . being able to teleport to any battlefield of your choice. I'll open up the party now seeing as I know you'll already be on your way.
[ QUEST REQUEST + PARTY REQUEST ]
PLAYER: JACK
SENT TO: JORUMUN
QUEST: MISSION IMPOSSIBLE
PARTY: 1/2 |
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Jun 8, 2017 17:40:31 GMT -5
Post by jorumun on Jun 8, 2017 17:40:31 GMT -5
 We all die some day! [attr="class","firstfriend"] No Blood No Bone No Ash. ell for the most part things with Jorumun had been working out decently. He had entered a small raffle and won this really cool trinket that he wanted to try out. Yet even as he opened his mail box and accepted the award another notice popped up over his interface. [Invite to Quest: Jack ] [Quest: Mission Impossible] [Party: 1/2] [ Accept: Yes/ No ] Rubbing his chin the man felt no reason to even deny the pleasant company of the Utility monster. After all they were akin in soul and like minded about combat, but the contents of the message seemed a bit off. Yet as he read the message a bit more the word 'teleportation' and 'battlefield' had already been soaked into his eye sockets. [Accept: Yes ] [Welcome to the Party Jorumun!] [Interface Closed.] The lad had pressed yes several times as if the system itself wasn't moving fast enough. Running full speed ahead his inventory updated with the Cloaking Device which he placed on his active person. Jumping to the nearest transporter he placed his hand upon the node before him. "Location: Izanagi Transport!" As the words left his lips the transported jetted him from one location to the next. Landing in the daft punk dubstep setting, the lad felt a bit of disgust and disdain for the environment. "The hell is this place.." Narrowing his expression the lad looked at his map, spotting Jacks location he made his way through the vast alley ways. "Jesus.. These alley ways are so huge you could host your own damn music video if your dumb enough.." Frowning he observed his surroundings with less and less admiration. He had left such cities behind in the real world for more coastal beach sides. Sauntering to his right he nearly got bowled over by two fleeing people. They seemed to be babbling incoherent speech; how ironic really their attire did not amount to much intelligence either. How did their parents let them out of the house looking like such... Losers.. Where was the class? The style? Turning away he swiftly stopped in his steps as he looked at the map once more. Jack was just around the corner and he had a idea. Popping the cloaking device on he blended into the settings. Keeping extremely quiet he waited as more people passed Jack by. The common phrase being thrown around was something about a GTX.. The fuck was a GTX? Scratch that he would find out later. Strolling up behind the male in the heat of then noise his approach was masked in sound and sight. Standing upright behind Jack he simply remained quiet as the timer on his cloaking device started to wind down. Thirty seconds to go and Mars as there somewhere near by on the map but to the naked eye he was completely invisible.
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Jun 9, 2017 18:55:45 GMT -5
Post by Jack on Jun 9, 2017 18:55:45 GMT -5
I'm the one that you wanted I'm your Ripper - jorumun - - 2/10 - - RANDOM CLASSICAL DUBSTEP - - SHADY MEN ARE SHADY - |
And so the waiting game began. It wasn't as if he'd been uncomfortable in alleyways - however, the constant thum of a plethora of beats left him more than vulnerable in the darkness. He was completely out of his element, home being Mozart, Bach, Chopin, any tasteful genre of music. This, however, was more monstrous than he could ever be. Truly, the bladed casanova had met his match.
"Where might Joru be at this fine hour?" He said with a smidget of impatience, checking the mini map to notice he'd been close by for some time. "Why that--" He then thought of this suspicious quest giver. Knowing Jorumun, he'd more than likely took to either high grounds or somewhere close by. If Jack were to enter any kind of trouble, Jorumun would be there to assist in the kill. He scoffed lightly, smiling as a hooded man made his way into the alleyway. "It isn't as if I'll be needing your help regardless you know. I just figured you'd enjoy the rewards."
The figure slowly approached Jack, making sure they weren't followed. Once the coast was clear, he swiftly removed his hood. He was fair in his age, a few bald spots here and there; intelligence exuded from his being. "S-So I take it you've read my message then?" Jack smirked "Why yes, yes I have. However, if you wouldn't mind?" He opened his UI and sent a message to Jorumun.
[ NEW MESSAGE ]
PLAYER: JACK
SENT TO: JORUMUN
Mind coming out of hiding? The guy seems relatively clean. If you won't, at least come closer so you can hear the briefing of the mission.
[ MESSAGE SENT ]
Jack smirked, looking about his as he continued "My partner should be here any minute . . if he isn't here already." |
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Jun 11, 2017 14:18:25 GMT -5
Post by jorumun on Jun 11, 2017 14:18:25 GMT -5
 Jack [2/10]
It’d be almost comical if not horrifying for the NPC to see Jack alone for the beginning portion of the meeting. While the time wound down on the invisibility the NPC would slowly begin its long awaited talk. Jorumun was directly behind Jack with only a bibles width between them. As the man lifted his arm to put words into the system, the NPC became white as paper. His mouth opened then closed as he began to slowly pee himself on the spot. From behinds Jacks usual terrifying posture and persona, Jorumun stood like a demon from hell.
When the pixels had fallen away it was as if something had appeared in the blink of an eye. Except this time there was no blinking, something just appeared. Or rather someone and that someone was Jorumun as his orbs glinted crimson in the street lights and his all white hair made him appear like a demon. A counter opposite to the black haired Jack if one might say so. “I am listening..” Jorumun said lightly as he ushered for the NPC to speak his bit about the message he had sent Jack.
“By all means please do not hold up on my account.. I was waiting for you..” His voice remained cool and deep as it hummed across the silent alley way. “I look forward to this two against all odds mission.”
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Jun 13, 2017 19:47:38 GMT -5
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Jun 13, 2017 19:46:16 GMT -5
Post by Jack on Jun 13, 2017 19:46:16 GMT -5
I'm the one that you wanted I'm your Ripper - jorumun - - 3/10 - - RANDOM CLASSICAL DUBSTEP - - SHADY MEN ARE SHADY - |
Terrified was an understatement when describing the visage of this NPC. Not but a few seconds prior to briefing the remainder of the details, he'd found himself in a state of shock. Initially Jack had assumed this was due to the man discovering his malicious intent. Why, the male's actions proceeding from such would only prove his theory correct. However, just as the hooded figure took a step back, true origin behind his freight became all too clear.
"I am listening..."
Jack, without so much as a shred of fear, spoke with a certain pep in his tone. "You see, I knew you were somewhere around here; I just couldn't peg where." He gave a light shrug, stepping to the side and allowing Jorumun's full figure to be viewed. "You know, you shouldn't sneak up on people like that. While I might've not been phased, this poor lad over is soaked." The NPC looked at the both of them with a mix of bewilderment and fear; letting out a cough as a means of resuming focus.
"Y-yes...a-anyway then.." He pointed toward the tower "I used to work as an employee over there, making fancy designs and eccentric trinkets. I'd recently developed an invention that would take not only me but the entirety of the world to a new stage in technology..." He gazed down "It was at that moment that I was fired and my invention was taken from me." He then gave them a determined look, clenching his fists together as he continued.
"I need you to sneak in there undetected, head to the top floor in their lab, retrieve the item and bring it back. If you accept, I'll send you all the coordinates on your GFX." Jack sighed at the mention of the GFX yet listened on "Don't worry if you get lost, I'll be there every step of the way watching you from a set up a few streets away."
The entirety of the quest felt off - however, having an ally who could offer new forms of technology might benefit him in the future. Extending his hand silently, he then shook the NPC's hand as the quest officially appeared on the GUI. "We'll be glad to handle your dirty work, good sir." He then leaned in, pressing his hand against the man's shoulder "Know this though..my friend behind me? He's a very business oriented individual and would absolute hate to get robbed of a deal. If we happen to complete this quest and get nothing out of it?" He looked behind him "He and I might have to pay you and your family a little visit." the male shrieked as he nodded in compliance; making his way to his set up shortly after.
"Alrighty Joru, what do you say we get started then?" |
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Jun 15, 2017 8:58:19 GMT -5
Post by jorumun on Jun 15, 2017 8:58:19 GMT -5
Jack The sob story was really cute, at the same time Jorumun could understand the NPC’s feelings. He had done many missions in which required the upmost stealth in a mission. Search and Rescue and even Search and destroy. Both were fun tasks due to the law of ignoring his full blooded nature of battle. The challenge was always accepted when it came to testing his skills in other fields. Thus was Jack placed the subtle but all too real threat into the man’s head, he pondered the next step.
Turning his back to observe the building he rubbed his chin lightly. “So I assume he’s already planned us a route inside. So we might as well just get going.. If there needs be killing I leave that to you.. My spear and shield will bring too much attention. Sadly daggers are not one of my proficiencies in game. In real life that is a whole other story.” He smiled a large toothy smile he quickly set off towards the tower. No doubt Jack would be at his side in the advance they couldn’t afford lag time just yet.
“We will stick close till we get further inside. Then we will do checks of each section we enter.. We can’t afford to be seen or caught off guard. Rather I will just take my spear it will help.” As he thought about it the weapon materialized upon his back. Sticking close to the shadows Mars stopped just a building away from the tower. “Ok.. Let’s go bookworm.. I hope you are ready it’s about to speed up.” Looking back he nodded to Jack before sprinting full speed from his spot. As he neared the closest ground ventilation pocket he slid across the floor. Ducking behind a large line of potted trees for decoration and shade; turning back he beckoned for Jack to follow. Taking a moment to observe the giant vent cover Mars merely smirked before getting to work. Reaching down he pulled the lid firmly for a few seconds before his strength meter over came to defense of the lid. Up came the lid in the cover of eerie dubstep from the distance.
“In we go migo..”
3/10
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Jun 18, 2017 12:18:33 GMT -5
Post by Jack on Jun 18, 2017 12:18:33 GMT -5
I'm the one that you wanted I'm your Ripper - jorumun - - 4/10 - - RANDOM CLASSICAL DUBSTEP - - SHADY MEN ARE SHADY - |
It had all begun with the sighting of a vent. Jorumun dashed across the street in a blaze of speed, concealing himself in a better manner than Jack had initially assumed. He had to consider the fact that the individual before him - prior to the game, must've had some kind of military experience. When it comes to stealth missions, Jorumun was able to execute them on a level no different than a high level rogue. As the opening had presented itself for the boys, they took no time in making their way inside.
"So then..." He smirked, the thought of stalking about through the darkness bringing a rush of nostalgia "I'll take your suggestion and lead this mission but . . " He paused to gather in an appropriate way in which to state this ". . Whatever you see, well. . " He chuckled "I think you get the gyst." At this exact moment, the muffled voice of the NPC sparked on; the mission officially underway.
"Alright, coming up you'll see an opening. There will be two guards so I'll need you to take them out without being noticed. Here, I can shut down the lights and activate the sprinklers; it isn't much but it should be able to provide enough distraction."
[ BOOP ]
Sure enough, the vent was a few steps away. Turning back to Jorumun, he silently nodded before the prior planned actions were put into play. As the guards questioned the origin of this momentary outage, Jack lifted the vent and slinked down into the floor beneath them.
"What the he--" His right hand had been fancied in a blade-like position; soon severely chopping into the back of the first guard's neck. His left hand would differ however, chopping the windpipe then following up with the back chop. Looking up, he gave Jorumun the thumbs up to come down; placing his hands on his hips as he took a moment to admire the scenery.
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Jun 18, 2017 19:23:00 GMT -5
Post by jorumun on Jun 18, 2017 19:23:00 GMT -5
Jack As Jack went into the hatch, Jorumun moved the top aside and slid down after him a bit. When they were down enough he pulled the hatch back over them. Silence was all Jorumun had to offer Jack as he watched his back upon approach. The com connection was set as the mission hit full swing, already they were going to have to take out some people. A question rolled through his head, about just how long would these guys stay out? If the mission took longer than needed would there be a risk? Waving the thought from his mind, Jorumun watched Jack take out the first of their targets with tact and ease. It was something to be admired; yet his mind back tracked on Jack’s words.
There was a man who had these habits in the world outside.. Somewhat of a fictional character to some.. To others whose lives had been touched, it was an unfortunate meeting. Ripper was the only name that people in his platoon had given him for the man. Moving the thought aside Mars lowered himself down onto the floor before opening the navigation map. The trail was clearly mapped out for them on several different layers. The blue print for the building had been updated with the building which was a good thing. Thus Mars gazed over a seven layered diagram of the building. Each map had either additional parts or missing parts.
“There are several hidden passages along the first floor.. I suspect either there a check points for the guards in these sections. Or better yet they are unguarded and we found the quickest route to get things done. Mr. Computer Wiz.. Confirm the schematics of the first map and match it with this building. Run a cross check with security cameras. Send me the feeds on all the doors that do not currently exist on the most recent blue print update. Do it now..” Walking over one of the bodies he swiped a key card then the other. There was no telling how far these ID’s could go but they might need them later.
“Yes Sir” was the only response he got from the man he had scared shitless. Turning back around to face Jack, Jorumun gave him a thumb up before motioning for them to take a right. “After you Captain!!”
4/10
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Jun 20, 2017 9:49:48 GMT -5
Post by Jack on Jun 20, 2017 9:49:48 GMT -5
I'm the one that you wanted I'm your Ripper - jorumun - - 5/10 - - RANDOM CLASSICAL DUBSTEP - - SHADY MEN ARE SHADY - |
He hadn't but a few moments to stand still, the tech wizard blazing through walls of decryption no easier than a knife could cut butter. A keyboard symphony some could call it, others would refer to it as life or death. So it was in the era of technology. As Jack motioned to contact him, he'd already begun speaking.
"Holy cow, you've got something here, Jorumun. While a current layout exists on their database that maps all the rooms existing within the tower, there are a series of rooms set up on each floor that do not exist in their schematics. I cross referenced the missing locations on the blueprints with dated documents and--"
Before Jorumun & Jack appeared a holographic map. On this map had been a series of secret staircases that led to hidden rooms layered throughout the entirety of the building. Of course, as exciting as this news had been for the two...
"There's a problem, four-eyes." Jack leaned toward Jorumun's display, his finger dragging upward toward the 9th and 10th floor; circling the gap of space between the two. "There is no staircase here. That means in order to get to the top floor? We'll have to find another way." A light smirk befell his face as he spoke in a gentle tone "You aren't trying to deceive us. . are you, four-eyes?" The man spoke in stutters "N-no! The m-message you gave to me was heard loud and clear! I'll try and hack their mainframe, attempt to disable the camera feed so you can sneak up undetected. For now, look to your left and pull the . . 5th book on that drawer."
As Jack looked to this left, he'd traced his finger across the books until stumbling across the 5th. "Buried Secrets, huh?" He chuckled "What a fitting title..." He pulled it, a series of gears shifting and trinkets at work as the hidden staircase had been revealed. "Well then..." He turned back to Jorumun "Shall we?" With that, he made sure his blade was nearby as he cautiously proceeded onward.
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Jun 22, 2017 0:29:47 GMT -5
Post by jorumun on Jun 22, 2017 0:29:47 GMT -5
Jack The map was still up before him on a smaller scale, there was no need for him to do much at this point. Jack’s blade would and should be more than enough to take care of the enemies before them. Were they killing them, probably not but they might have to. In that case Mars would definitely seek to do the dirty work on that one. Strangely the wall ways were mostly empty with supplies and offices on either side. Each one was spaced out nicely giving each employee privacy to do as they pleased and needed.
A small whistle left Mars lips as he gazed into one of the bathrooms. The place was nearly spotless and up to date. They were nearly spotless because Jorumun felt the urge to spit on the floor. So what the fuck did he do? He spat on the floor and walked away slowly. “They need to do a better job on those floors.” Frowning lightly he gazed back at the map slowly before taking a hold on Jack’s shoulder. “Kid.. Give me all the imaging of the guards as well.. I see the cameras but where are the guards.. Chop chop..” His distaste for this grew further as he only imagined how horrible it would have been to go through the front door. Or wait was that a bad idea?
Mars did not think it was a bad idea, only something difficult to subdue while having fun!! Peeking around the corner Mars spied out the rotated camera with ease. It’s back faced the duo as Mars grabbed jack and semi sprinted down the hall. Sliding beneath the camera he waited as it turned before sprinting the rest of the hall way. Turning the next corner there were no cameras there.
Leaning on the wall he gazed at the map while waiting to see if Jack needed to catch his breath.
5/10
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Jun 24, 2017 23:25:00 GMT -5
Post by Jack on Jun 24, 2017 23:25:00 GMT -5
I'm the one that you wanted I'm your Ripper - jorumun - - 5/10 - - RANDOM CLASSICAL DUBSTEP - - SHADY MEN ARE SHADY - |
Those unfit for such a task found themselves traveling up the staircase relatively undetected. He pondered why rogues complained so much about their class, or why spies were built up to be something superhuman. Was this line of thinking because of his time spent within the game? This body and his own were vastly different despite being so physically similar. He could perform actions thought unfathomable in reality. Perhaps he'd been taking this all for granted?
No matter, he hadn't the time for such thoughts.
As Jorumun exited the bathroom, Jack had spotted him spitting on it; stating that they'd needed take better care of their toiletries. Jack couldn't help but chuckle as things took a turn for the serious quickly. Something about this peace and quiet felt eerie, so much so that the map was brought up and shut down just as quick. "So then, where do you suppose the othe--" before he could finish his question he was taken by the hand and forced to run this and that away. All that could be seen was a seemingly happy grin stretched across his visage.
As they came to a stop, Jack gave a pretend sigh of exhaustion whilst wiping his forehead. "You've got to take me on these jogs more often. I've been meaning to get my body in shape." With all the pleasantries aside, he pulled up the map once more; speaking to four-eyes with a whispered tone.
"Alright specs, give us the details on the current situation." The voice soon followed "If you can take this immediate right from your position you should be able to head to the next staircase. Though, there's just one problem..or should I say two?" Jack's eyes narrowed as he noticed two red heat signatures patrolling down the hall. Looking toward Jorumun, he tightened the grip on that blade as he gave him a gentle smile.
"I won't be so rude as to hog it all. You may feel free to partake if you'd like. If not, I don't mind taking care of these two."
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Jun 29, 2017 2:25:28 GMT -5
Post by jorumun on Jun 29, 2017 2:25:28 GMT -5
Jack Grinning lightly Jorumun rubbed the back of his head as Jack commented on the jogs. It wasn’t really a jog at all; his stats had provided him with immense speed to reach allies in time to help them survive. The moment soon died though as Jack brought up the map in order to question the one called Speces. Looking over the map his gaze narrowed before the two crimson dots came into place. This would be a smooth transaction no doubt; rolling both shoulders back Mars prepped himself. “My turn migos.. You just sit tight and watch ok?” Lips curled back into a rather sinister smile as Mars burst around the corner with his shield and spear in hand. A surprised shout came from one while the other was cut short with a loud bang. The shield thrash dropped one while Mars caught the other in the throat with the tail end of the spear. Coming back around the corner Jorumun pulled the two guards behind him by the scruff of their shirts. “All set my friend please lead the way.” Stepping back he dropped both men behind a door, tying up their limbs and gagging their mouths he nodded. This was a job well done and things were just about to reach the apex.
6/10
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