SoulcatcherX
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OOC: Here we go. The very first uncanny issue/thread of Force-X!
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IC as Netshocker:
He awoke naturally. That in itself spooked him right away. It seemed ages ago since he had been able to get a full nights rest without some klaxon alarm or superior awakening him rudely. The new compound he had acquired had a full security system. Apparently he hadn't made any new enemies here in Colorado yet that were willing to dash through ion pulse cannons and laser grids just to try and kill him.
Keyword being 'yet'.
"Just a matter of time..."
He swung his legs out from beneath the light blanket and struggled into his boots, then stood and buckled his gunbelt around his waist. He felt much more comforted with the weight of the twin energy pistols settled on his outter thighs.
"ANGEL. Status report if you please."
The sultry yet obviously digital voice program of the bases AI control replied in it's normally flat tone, "Good morning Dean Braddock. All systems nominal. No threat to compound perimeter detected. No attempted communication contact made during your rest period."
He nodded even though he knew the sentianent would not require his adknowledgement.
"Fire up the coffee pot and raise the Cerebra satellite link. There's bound to mutant local here. Time to find them before the bad-guys do."
He walked into the bathroom and saw to his morning hygiene routine before going downstairs to get a cup of coffee and heading to the comm-center. He slid into the chair that made him think of Star Trek.
"Begin scan for unidentified mutated genomes Angel."
He watched as the monitor in front of him began to light up with several red blips on his scanning grid.
"Whoa. Looks like there's quite a few."
He began to write down several coordinates on a scrap of paper and then stood up to leave.
"Angel, I'm going out. Shut down the sat-link and power down to security power only when I leave. Won't do to run up the electric bill."
Shortly, he was cruising away from the remote complex and heading down the mountain towards the city below, a cigar clamped between his teeth and a determined look upon his face.
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IC as Netshocker:
He awoke naturally. That in itself spooked him right away. It seemed ages ago since he had been able to get a full nights rest without some klaxon alarm or superior awakening him rudely. The new compound he had acquired had a full security system. Apparently he hadn't made any new enemies here in Colorado yet that were willing to dash through ion pulse cannons and laser grids just to try and kill him.
Keyword being 'yet'.
"Just a matter of time..."
He swung his legs out from beneath the light blanket and struggled into his boots, then stood and buckled his gunbelt around his waist. He felt much more comforted with the weight of the twin energy pistols settled on his outter thighs.
"ANGEL. Status report if you please."
The sultry yet obviously digital voice program of the bases AI control replied in it's normally flat tone, "Good morning Dean Braddock. All systems nominal. No threat to compound perimeter detected. No attempted communication contact made during your rest period."
He nodded even though he knew the sentianent would not require his adknowledgement.
"Fire up the coffee pot and raise the Cerebra satellite link. There's bound to mutant local here. Time to find them before the bad-guys do."
He walked into the bathroom and saw to his morning hygiene routine before going downstairs to get a cup of coffee and heading to the comm-center. He slid into the chair that made him think of Star Trek.
"Begin scan for unidentified mutated genomes Angel."
He watched as the monitor in front of him began to light up with several red blips on his scanning grid.
"Whoa. Looks like there's quite a few."
He began to write down several coordinates on a scrap of paper and then stood up to leave.
"Angel, I'm going out. Shut down the sat-link and power down to security power only when I leave. Won't do to run up the electric bill."
Shortly, he was cruising away from the remote complex and heading down the mountain towards the city below, a cigar clamped between his teeth and a determined look upon his face.