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Cyberpunk: A Universe Open to Inspection

[b]CEDYETICA/CYBERPUNK INTRODUCTION: Welcome to Cedyetica, a southwestern city of Gathalia ((a man-made supercontinent made by the compression of North America, Canada, Mexico, and South America into one humongous yet compact landmass)) glowing with faulty holograms and shadowed by tall, menacing skyscrapers. Mechanical Cyber-Police droids scour the rainy city streets in search of cyber-junkies who drain illegal stimulants found inside of the Internet for their pleasure, while life-like "Synth" androids roam in the living civilian crowd, their human minds serving as hidden eyes of the Monarch, the mysterious governing figure of Earth who leads the Overwatch, the planetary government. Roving biker gangs race daringly down busy roads in heavy competition, while you, a "Cyberpunk" man or woman with strange abilities bestowed upon you by mysterious implantations or drugs given to you by a mysterious source, walk and drive among the Cedyetican crowd as if one of them, your dangerous powers concealed under your skin, hidden.[/b] - [b]ROSSKAYA INTRODUCTION: Welcome to Rosskaya, a northern city of heavy product manufacturing in Gathalia that dwells rurally, though their red-haired people are heavily spirited and cultured. Snow flurries and falls over the land, with the residents dressed in furry snow jackets and thick boots to keep themselves warm. Cyber-Police still patrol the streets, though not in as many numbers as other cities, since crime is low here. Here, Cyborgs are seen by locals as holy beings, hailed in the Temples of Kiber, while Psions are hated by Rosskayans after the acts of the Krasnyy Voron, and are publicly executed in the capital town of Clockmetal. [/b] - [b]TRYNT INTRODUCTION: Welcome to Trynt, an eastern city of Gathalia where immense nature and advanced technology comes together and the fairly wealthy live, dressed in bright and fancy clothing. Inventors and celebrities usually roam here, and nature is abound in the color green. The famous Bunderman River flows through the city like a vessel to the city's life. The culture of Trynt respects the past and preserves it in both the sprawling hallways of the monumental Joppling's Museum and the forests and fields surrounding the city. Though as fun and nice as the top layer of Trynt sounds, darker things, both criminal and governmental, grow underneath, some crimes more brutal than Cedyetica's, and the governmental projects more sinister...[/b] - [b]TETHYX INTRODUCTION: Welcome to Tethyx, a small nation built upon a large tropical island a few hundred miles off the coast of Gathalia. It's small society is abundant in tourism and vacation, which nearly hides the fact that the Overwatch is testing how well men and women with Cyberpunk abilities would fare serving in the Police Force here. This means that Cyberpunks are not automatically considered as criminals here, and they may roam freely with their abilities, as long as they don't use them for trouble. But expect Cyberpunks to be serving as the men of law here instead of Cyber-Police as the Overwatch undergo their "Police-Punk" operation. Aside from all of that, there are many places to go here in Tethyx, both suburban and wild. Architecture similar to Cedyetica's is built along the coastal cities, with tropical jungles and deserts spanning just behind them. And hidden among this land are remnants and ruins of long-gone civilizations which dwelled before the Age of Tech...[/b] - [b]CYLAK INTRODUCTION: Welcome to Cylak, a western country of Gathalia rural with the dozens of wars fought here. The landscape is sandy and arid, a desert, with various sandstone formations spread across the land serving as mountains and outlooks. Small towns are scattered about the place as well, the most prominent being the capital "city" of Cylak, Padras, where most of the natives to the desert reside. They live alongside small amounts of cybertechnology like Rosskaya, only small amounts of Cyber-Police patrolling Padras just in case the Overwatch need a contingency during a future war. This means that vagabonds, vandals, bandits and other such criminals teem here, living a life virtually devoid of law. Though only in the other countries of Gathalia are they considered criminals; in Cylak, they're just as normal as anyone who lives a life of thievery and violence. So what will you do upon your daring arrival here? Live lawlessly without order or aim to bring law and order?[/b] O [b][u]CHARACTER CREATOR ((Classes/Feats/Etc.))[/u][/b]: [spoiler]https://www.bungie.net/en/Forum/Post/166243975/0/0[/spoiler] [b][u]Map:[/u][/b] [spoiler] https://www.bungie.net/en/Forum/Post/174535625 [/spoiler] [b][u]Businesses ((run by me and admins)):[/u][/b] [spoiler]https://www.bungie.net/en/Forum/Post/171428798/0/0/1[/spoiler] [u][b]Corporations ((run by me and admins)):[/b][/u] [spoiler]https://www.bungie.net/en/Forum/Post/166278717/0/0[/spoiler] [u][b]Bounty Page:[/b] [/u] [spoiler]https://www.bungie.net/en/Forum/Post/166274788/0/0/1[/spoiler] [b][u]ALMANAC:[/u][/b] [spoiler] https://www.bungie.net/en/Forum/Post/166248446/0/0 [/spoiler] [b][i][u]NOTICES[/u][/i][/b] [b][i]((please read before playing!)):[/i][/b] [spoiler]https://www.bungie.net/en/Forum/Post/176485776/0/0/1[/spoiler]
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  • Edited by The WORLD1897: 11/27/2015 8:40:05 PM
    [b][u]The Watcher is Being Watched.[/u][/b] [i][u]Centra, Cedyetica[/u][/i] [b]Lena worked her way through Centra, picking up leads on drug rings, mafias, and many more things. She wrote all of it down in her scout journal, of course. It had been a tiring week so she fell asleep in an alley, writing in the scout journal.[/b] [spoiler]Open.[/spoiler] https://s-media-cache-ak0.pinimg.com/736x/7f/29/dc/7f29dc0661b929af5b56391bb6f8b405.jpg

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    • Edited by Tamedfrog: 11/27/2015 10:20:54 PM
      "Sigh. Had a bad night yesterday. Gotta find some credits, because my wallet is empty." [i]Sirus walks down the street, looking for something to do.[/i] [spoiler]Open.[/spoiler]

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      • Edited by oCharlemagne: 11/27/2015 9:58:46 PM
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      • Raze sets up a bunch of targets on a rooftop in Centra and makes it like an obstacle course. He practices running through a few times. He misses nearly half the targets and takes a considerably longer time than he would have liked to. He messages Etana; [b]hey, I need more help training. You available?[/b] his coordinates followed.

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        • Jeez man, you put a ton of effort into this.

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          • [b][u]Hunted[/u][/b] [i][b]Gabriel Malak[/b][/i] [b][i]Centra, Cedyetica[/i][/b] [i]One minute I was underground, away from Trynt and not being hunted by the Cyberpolice. I still had to clear my name. The next minute I feel as if I'm being invisibly tugged and yanked against a wall, crashing through stores and buildings. Thank goodness for the accelerated healing, but it still hurt like hell.[/i] [i]I look above me to see a figure, about 5'10, wearing all black: a hoodie, cargo jogger pants, and a pair of these glossy black visor shades over his eyes. I couldn't see his face, but I knew one thing- he was a Psion.[/i] ((OPEN))

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            • [i][u]Back in the past[/u][/i] [i]Etana was covered in blood, ashes and smoke from head to toe, the black sleek outfit he wore with the white wolf emblem on his back waved in the wind gracefully. The end of the shirt was slightly burning from fire, his hand tightly gripped around his katana along with a pistol in his other. His breathes were have and raspy and he stood shakily, he coughed up some blood and smoke as fire grew in the building. Members of the wolf gang lie dead in the floor, with their blood painted around the room. His katana dropped with blood and his gun was smoking with heat. The current leader stood in front of him and spoke.[/i] "Etana how could you destroy your bothers and sisters?!" "You are not my family! You hurt my friends, the people I hold close to me! I will not allow this." [i]He said as he tightened his grip on his katana and the man in front of staggered back, afraid of Etana. Etana didn't even seem like himself, he seemed lost with range and so much more. He did grow up with the wolves, but he knew they were bad people. As he walked towards the current leader slowly, he drew a pistol and fired towards Etana. But in a flash and spark of electricity, he appeared behind him and sent his katana straight threw him. The man gasped with shock and fear as he saw the blade emerge through his chest.[/i] "The wolves will be forgotten." [i]Etana said close to his ear as he took the blade out of him. The man fell to the floor, dead, as well as the entire wolf gang. He walked out of the burning building, tired, restless and nearly dead. A full deck of cards was in his hand and he threw it over his back as he walked out of the building, indicating all are dead. But the Ace of spades was still in his back pocket. The building exploded and boomed, making Etana walk out covered in fire, but the rain put him out easily. Another explosion occurred and he jerked up, waking up, breathing heavily and small amounts of sweat falling down. He looked around quickly, a but confused, until he realized he was in lance's skyscraper in the server room, passed out in the couch. He sat up and ran his hand through his hair as he sighed. It was all a dream, a dream he lived through back and again.[/i] "Damn, that was crazy." [spoiler]Open to anyone in the skyscraper [/spoiler]

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              • [i]Kevin Mitnick Reborn walks into a gunz for funz[/i] [spoiler]open[/spoiler]

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              • Edited by Will: 11/27/2015 6:24:04 AM
                [b][i]New Job[/i][/b] Armor- https://s-media-cache-ak0.pinimg.com/736x/79/c6/93/79c693f7ec222954c46981bd8f21d417.jpg Mask- http://www.365airsoftshop.com/images/airsoft_mask/Japanese%20Ghost%20King%20samurai%20Mask%20Gold.jpg [i] A seemingly new figure walks through the streets of Centra, clad in all black armor. He wears a yellow samurai/ronin-ish mask on his face, with a yin-yang symbol over crossed swords on his left shoulder. There are three long objects over his back, wrapped in black cloth. But the most noticeable thing about him, on the right breastplate lies a Red Cobra. A symbol new to some, familiar to others.[/i]

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                • [b][u]With friends like these- Who needs... Friends?[/u][/b] [i][u]Centra, Cedyetica[/u][/i] [b]Switch searched around Centra, for Daedalus' puppet. Daedalus had a protocol set so that when he died, his mind would be downloaded to a worker droid. A robotic puppet. Daedalus had anonymously sent Switch death threats, but with the help of Astrid, the mutant golem, narrowed it down to be Daedalus. Switch didn't wish to end Daedalus' puppet, because then he would be downloaded to ANOTHER robotic puppet body. He just wanted to 'talk,' really.[/b] http://i1267.photobucket.com/albums/jj553/ZU1990/MarcusVega_zpse6a183f5.png [spoiler]Open.[/spoiler]

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                • Edited by ChancingIt13: 12/2/2015 11:29:26 PM
                  All the best Hick and apologies if i offended or upset u. Wasn't my intention. I haven't been able to write for a while, and this thing you created actually woke me up. I'm greatful for that. So thank you. All the best for the future. [spoiler] open to residents in the skyscraper[/spoiler] [b][/b]

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                  • Rommi walks into - Gunz 4 Funz- (( open to admin))

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                    • [u]Cedyetica, Downtown 12:24AM[/u] [i]Sirus leans against the wall in a alleyway, in a heavy rain. The freezing cold air makes his breath foggy and visible. His eyes focused on the screen of the Tac-phone. He's felt something wrong. Somebody's found him. He's dealt with enough struggle back there, but this? This is too much for him. He just wanted to escape from his past. But the past kept coming at him. It's them. It's gotta be them. Sirus has been trying to track the counter-hacker who peeked at his files. He can easily wipe his data from a police database, but if a skilled hacker gets hands on a piece of his data, he's most likely going to post it to the Internet, or inform a corporation. He goes to check his webcam on his camera back at his old home, making sure his home didn't get broken into. The webcam turns on, and... Two men in black clothes are searching his house. ... F*ck... F*ck, F*ck! He's being hunted down, but by who? It obviously is one of them. How did they get a hacker into their team? He slams his power glove into a fuse box, which connects with a network of powerlines. He drains loads of data accidentally in the process, flatlining the power. Police sirens are heard in the distance. Sirus disappears before the police shows up to check what happened to the power. He can't go back. He's going to have to stay here, in this city. Until he puts a stop to this.[/i] [spoiler]Closed. Plot line starts.[/spoiler]

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                    • Edited by ChancingIt13: 11/27/2015 2:31:58 PM

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                    • [b][i]A rainy night in Tokyo Town...[/i][/b] [i]Within a musty alleyway draped in fog and moist with rain, dimly lit orange by the street lamps at either end of it, a door opens. A man steps out from the opened doorway, adorned in a red leather jacket and black denim jeans with black and white Converse on his feet. His hair is greased black, and his skin is white tinged orange by the street lights. He peers around the alleyway around him as he shuts the door he came from, and he looks down at his new arm with gray-blue eyes, pulling up his jacket sleeve. His new arm, his left one, is made of steel and carbon-fibers, though it has that old Asian touch of realism to its design, making it look almost organic with its muscle tones. Its fingertips are clawed, and it has multiple crevices within it as if it were a jigsaw puzzle. The puzzle unhinges and unfolds itself to release a 3-and-a-half-foot steel saber from its wrist with a [b]shing[/b] of sliding metal. This is replaced by a ravenously spinning chainsaw-like device, then a short barrel which spews a small bout of flame, then multiple longer barrels which rotate like a minigun. This is all folded back together with ease to form the clawed steel hand. From below the claws, dart-like needles extend and then retract, then the ring finger shrinks into its knuckle to release a small blade from the elbow, and then extends again to retract the blade, then the tip of the index finger unhinges to release a small barrel. The man whips himself around and points his pointing metal hand at an empty soda can sitting upon a nearby dumpster as if it were a gun, and then shoots a projectile of plasmatic energy from his open fingertip. The can is blasted off the dumpster and left steaming on the wet asphalt beneath it. Perhaps his hand was a gun...? The man draws his hand back and blows out the steam whisking from his fingertip. The tip then retracts the tiny barrel and closes itself back up so the man can snap his index and his thumb together. From an end of the alleyway, a red Dradon PMB-7 Assault Special rolls into the alley on auto-drive, and parks in front of its driver. Upon its dashboard is a white motorcycle, which the man with the steel arm collects and slips over his head. He mounts his red steed with a rumbling engine and .308 turrets at its sides, revs the engine to make it bark, and speeds out of the alleyway and into the raining night.[/i] [spoiler]Closed.[/spoiler]

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                    • Edited by Robot745: 11/27/2015 7:32:16 AM
                      [i]The night was finally clear of rain, the damp still hung on the air though. I got off my bike walked through a puddle flicking my finished cigarette. The familiar sound of sirens filled my ears, it was getting closer though. I look up and a synth crashes into me. We both tumble to the ground and it yells, "You screwed me man!" I realize what he means as a trio of Cyber police units. They point their guns at both of us, I know better and put my arms behind my head. The synth on the other hand tries to run. The officers rush forwards and start beating the poor synth with their nightsticks. I know he escaped and was trying to get out of town. This made me do something extremely stupid I stand up and punch a droid in the spine, while he recoils I grab it's head and deliver a swift knee to its face. The two droids turn around and swing their weapons at me. I duck below the first but the second catches me in the knee. Stupid They start upon me in a similar fashion to the synth, who I notice happens to run away in the fight. Figures. I block two strikes and deliver a kick to one droid and roll into the other. While they're prone I stand up and pop a few KAP, my turn. Immediately I poltergeist a dumpster into the first recovering droid, it destroys it instantly. The second comes at me but I pick it up and crush it's neck joint and send it into a nearby wall. The fights over and not even a thank you, nothing changes in this town. I walk back to my bike, I knew the sound of sirens scared my contact off anyway. I get on and start my bike, lighting another cigarette, and pull away.[/i]

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                      • I grab a beer. I watch a movie. I eat popcorn. I am happy.

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                        • Tim the wanderer is just kinda walkin around in the wilderness

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                          • Edited by JayTea: 11/27/2015 2:23:04 AM
                            [b]JT sits on an LAT at Fatherbase [/b] ((Open))

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                            • You just lost the game.

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                              • Edited by oCharlemagne: 11/27/2015 4:52:09 AM
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                                • Edited by The WORLD1897: 11/27/2015 3:02:40 AM
                                  [b][u]Death- By.... ROBOT![/u][/b] [i][u]Centra, Cedyetica.[/u][/i] [b]Switch and Lena parted ways and Switch went back to maintaining Whitley, who snored robotically while Switch did routine maintenance on him. He heard a knock on the door, and a letter slid through the opening. He picked it up and read through it. [i]It was a death threat from an unknown source.[/i][/b] [spoiler]Open, lmao.[/spoiler] http://i1267.photobucket.com/albums/jj553/ZU1990/MarcusVega_zpse6a183f5.png

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                                  • Edited by BlindSwift: 11/27/2015 1:54:13 AM
                                    [u]Past revealing[/u] [i]Lincoln sighs as he was walking to the old hideout of the Phantom Troupe and starts reminiscing of his past[/i] [u]Lincoln's Past[/u] [i]Lincoln said a silent curse as he was in cover behind a concrete barrier with Tony and Mike[/i] Tony: "Shit so what even happened Lincon" Lincoln: "We had a snitch." Mike: "No, really dipshit." [i]Mike makes a half laugh as he get's shot threw the throat[/i] Lincoln: "Damnit Mike!" Tony: "Allright Lincoln just you and me now like always." Lincoln: "You know it man, let's do it." [i]He and Lincoln jump over the barrier guns blazing...[/i] [u]Present[/u] [i]Lincoln shaked his head to get rid of the memory and then walks in slowly silently and he immediately saw the blood stains and the banner of the Troupe on the ceiling and walked through the building his blade on his side[/i] "Guys...I'm home." [spoiler]Open also this is second part of plot[/spoiler]

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                                      Bush did 9/11

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                                      • [b][u]The White Tunnel[/u][/b] [i][u]Centra, Cedyetica[/u][/i] [b]Switch was in his apartment waiting to hear back from JT about his heart replacement. He wore a pace maker, and had an IV pumping blood into his arm. He faded in and out of consciousness.[/b] [spoiler]Open.[/spoiler]

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                                        • Edited by Inquisitor Vaax: 11/27/2015 2:46:14 AM
                                          [u]Nightmares[/u] [i]Five years ago, trynt[/i] [b]Astrid sneaks through the city like a ghost, her small switch blade and brass knuckles with her. The leader of the gang she was in said that there was a junkie that could get them a large supply of drugs for a cheap price. She only did it for the protection after her parents had died, she didn't enjoy working for the man. He always smelled of booze and was drunk all the time, but he protected the people that worked for him with his life. As she went into the alley way, she sniffed the air to get a sense on where the junkie was, he was close by. She walked to him with a air of caution around her. She was right to fear what comes next, the junkie was waiting for her with two cyber police droids. Someone had paid him to wipe out the gang and he was going to use Astrid as bait. She sees him and breaks into a sprint out of the alley, she had to get out of here before she was captured, or else.....[/b] [i]Present day, in Astrid's room on the fatherbase[/i] [b]Astrid wakes up screaming, she was shaking and crying as her body was having a panic attack, she couldn't think from the whirlwind of emotion going in her. She continued to scream until her voice gave out, leaving her a sobbing mess. Her vision was blocked by the large amount of tears that made her sight even more blurry, she tries to get up but her legs didn't comply. She fell to the floor and accidentally pulls a night stand down into her, creating even more noise[/b] [spoiler]open to everyone that has knowledge of father base or is at it[/spoiler]

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