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Azi Demonica

Azi Demonica

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A fan on the ceiling whirred to life just as the lights turned on automatically, sounding like it was dying. In fact, the fan was so badly installed, it wasn't even left bolted to the ceiling. The fan was left loosely above the square cut-out in the ceiling, and could probably be slid off.

While inside doing its business, London overheard the sound of wheels. Sounded like someone was pushing a large wheeled framework, transporting crates. It stopped a short ways after the washroom, and then whoever did so, started playing Angry Birds on an IPad. Looked like this person was waiting for the washroom's availability...

21-Jan-2018 06:21:15 - Last edited on 22-Jan-2018 00:23:30 by Azi Demonica

Azi Demonica

Azi Demonica

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X7A

She was quite lucky indeed. This facility seemed to be made cheaply and quickly, minimizing security, convenience and space to minimize costs. Or, perhaps, whoever funded this program was unlucky enough to be involved in corruption?

She chose to wisely do something more discreet than uploading a virus or doing some physical damage. Tuning it to her array processing and piggybacking it, she would have access to the facility's communications very soon, and be able to do whatever she pleased with it.

After that, she investigated the area. Indeed, it was impossible for a dead man to send a message, so it was immediately suspicious. She would scan all the emails and databases she could to help her at the same time.

As the FENRIS Mech waddled about aimlessly, X7A opened the email. It read:

Dammit Gabriel where the hell are you? I logged in to your account to see what's going on, sending you a message to yourself. Youre supposed to be inside the facility, not out screwing hookers or whatever the hell youre doing.

We both know youre safer inside the facility, you owe more than enough debt even for the law to hire hitmen. If I dont see you in five minutes, ill send someone to shoot your door open and drag you down here by your balls.

21-Jan-2018 06:21:15 - Last edited on 22-Jan-2018 00:23:16 by Azi Demonica

Azi Demonica

Azi Demonica

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In case you're distracted by your hentai again and forget everything, I'm at floor Y, room 4, but I am heading for the mainframe pretty soon. Remember its hidden behind the last room of the last floor, that being floor Z, room 99, you need to crawl into the vent shaft at the wall to get there. Meet me there before I leave, im getting out of this place before the cops find me.
- Morgan

Scanning the private emails, X7A found some dating back several years. Included in these old emails were blueprints of the facility's construction, which allowed X7A to locate basically whatever she wanted. Her Nav Point updated. The hallway leading to the next elevator was to the south-east of here.

Other emails included messages from various personnel of the facility, all of whom had subscriptions for military-grade encryption internet surfing. Other names that popped up, which were relevant to Gabriel Perez, were Alestia Iallis, John Ventralis, Maal'Lok vas Azmodaeyya, Rafael Vargas, Carter J. Burke, Morinth, Arnold McNiece, Killira T'Nama, Han Chan, Yaroslev Tartakovsky, Al Simpson, Zev Cohen, John Jergens, Han Olar, and some doctor called Palon. If she wanted, X7A could continue scanning specific emails if she wished, or even send emails impersonating as Gabriel Perez.

Her array processing also picked up something unusual. There was some sort of network, but it was totally unknown. This network was rapidly increasing in bandwidth. It seemed to be what Michael was talking about earlier.

As for info about the mainframe itself, X7A made an unusual discovery. Emails occasionally mention the mainframe connected by a hyper-advanced AI. However, this AI was not limited to this mainframe, and was, in fact, an AI that, apparently, connected to various mainframes and supercomputers all around the world. This AI seemed to be some sort of hyper-optimized access network of unlimited data, the emails sometimes using the term Biofreak to address the AI.

21-Jan-2018 06:22:17

Azi Demonica

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This was something Gabriel did not admit, suggesting that he was willing to risk his life in this subject.

X7A also found out that the mainframe was guarded by a YMIR Mech and ten LOKI Mechs at all times. Soon, however, she would have total control of the facility's communications, which would allow her to create any diversion she wished, and Michael would reconnect soon. X7A detected a disturbance in the android manufacturing facility.

However, if she took too long, just as the email alluded to, someone would come for the unresponsive Gabriel, probably a soldier. She could either remain and continue scanning, creating a diversion, and anything else she wished, or move on.

21-Jan-2018 06:22:41

Annie1227
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Annie1227

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Annie relized that it couldn't talk just made computer noises. Then it moved to another place that made the personnel noticed the strange creature. A few minutes later, the creature came back and smashed half of her window. Lucky enough she wasn't standing where the half window was smashed open. She screamed with fear as she jumped away from the window. She stood there in shock of what just happened.

A few seconds later, She knew that's the way to escape from this cell so, she decided to jump out of the broken window and landed on the floor with a roll where the personal was working. She ran to hide before the security comes and finds her. -Dances-

21-Jan-2018 19:50:51

Inferi

Inferi

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An AI. It was both what X7A had been expecting and what she was extremely wary of. Even the more basic AI were dangerous, and if this one was as advanced as it appeared to be, there was a very good chance this was going to be dangerous. Without knowing exactly what systems it was connected to, there was no way to ascertain whether or not any of the measures she was taking would be countered when she needed them not to be. It was a possibility - even a likelihood - that everything she had done already was known, and that meant her presence might be expected.

However, there was also the alternate possibility that this facility was created in order to create and advance this specific AI, in which case it was more likely that it would not be connected to anything and the control switch would be on this end. That was the scenario that she would be able to deal with easily. The references to it as “Biofreak” served as possible evidence that this was the case, although if that was true then it was also possible that this AI had an actual organic hub, a “body”.

The unknown network that she was detecting was almost certainly a product of this AI as well, although what purpose it was serving and why it was acting as it was did not have any conclusive answers. It was likely that she would have to disable something in the mainframe to stop it, but as long as it did not hamper her progress it was inconsequential.

As for the email, it gave her a few pieces of information that were extremely useful. Not only did she now know where the mainframe was, she also knew that she had very little time to remain here. In fact, it was more than likely that she wasn’t going to get out of the room before whoever was sent actually got here. That was not of great concern to her, though; if she did not, and they were hostile, she would have to make her first kill inside the facility. Done in by the dubious doings of destiny.

21-Jan-2018 23:43:16

Inferi

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X7A did not do much else with the computer besides gathering information off it. There was no reason for her to engage in pretending that she was Gabriel, as she already had all of the information that she needed. If she needed more, then she had both the room number and the name of someone else that could tell her more, as well as the knowledge that this person would be at the mainframe before too much longer. The fact that they would be fleeing made it even more likely that she would be able to get something from them.

Every name and last bit of information that seemed relevant was copied into her data files and archived for sending back to Headquarters when there was time to do so. It was not a necessity for them to receive this now, and to do so would take up time and effort that she did not need to expend. The blueprints were all that she kept active, and although the way to the elevator was clear it was stairs that she was truly looking for. As before, she did not want to get into an elevator unless there was no other option.

With her work accomplished, X7A quickly shut the computer down and went to leave the room. She had her destination as well as the method to get there, and that was all that she currently needed. Done in by the dubious doings of destiny.

21-Jan-2018 23:43:29

Own Amnesty

Own Amnesty

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Character: Bodega Owner
Type: Organic
Story: Insurgency
Name: Michael “Mickey” Preston
Gender: Male
Age: 41 years

Appearance: Mickey stands at a bit over six feet tall, with a toned but wiry build indicative of childhood malnourishment and a general lack of proper nutrition. His skin is somewhat swarthy owing to his mixed heritage, and he inherited some of his mother's Afghan features; his face is heart-shaped but rather narrow, with a pronounced nose and jawline. Blue-green eyes are almond-shaped and average in size, and his eyebrows relatively thick. His upper lip is thin, the other less so, and his teeth are pearly and straight although they don't sit perfectly on top of each other for his slightly misaligned jaw.

His hair, naturally wavy and a bit unruly, is kept short on the sides, what the barbers call a “two,” and grown out about an inch on the top. It was dark, now well-grayed by time and stress. He regularly keeps a full beard, maybe two inches in length.

Mickey’s outfits are generally comprised of slim-cut denim work pants, black Chelsea-style boots, a plain shirt, and a dark leather bomber-style jacket.

Psychology: Fairly neurotypical, save for a chemical dependence (see Perks ) and some well-managed post-traumatic stress.

Equipment: A Ruger branded 1911 style handgun, generally tucked into the back of his waistband. A kevlar vest, purloined from an abandoned Syrian police station. An Omega Speedmaster watch, an heirloom that belonged to Mickey’s great-great grandfather.

Other: Mickey owns and operates a bodega called Arod’s in the Lower City, staffed only by himself and his loyal salt-and-pepper border collie, Milo. His ring finger on his left hand was cut off at the first knuckle, and he sometimes suffers from phantom pain.
Joe? It's your post on Hard Times.

24-Jan-2018 09:00:18

Own Amnesty

Own Amnesty

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Perks:
Man’s Best Friend
Eagle-Eye
El Camino del Diablo
Demerol: Dependent on the opioid pethidine, Mickey suffers symptoms of withdrawal without the drug but is exceptionally alert and quick-minded after taking it.
Barterer

History: Mickey was born in Syria, his mother a farmhand and his father a British anthropologist studying the cultural ramifications of colonialism in the region. His parents were lost, presumed dead, when occupying NATO soldiers ransacked their small village while Mickey was studying in Hama, aged 20. Mickey later discovered that their official report detailed a pursuit of Hezbollah militants across the Lebanese-Syrian border, though no indication of Hezbollah presence in the village was ever confirmed.

Mickey abandoned his studies and fell in with a street gang in Hama, becoming proficient in hand-to-hand combat and small arms over the course of his early twenties. After many members were killed in a shootout with a rival gang, Mickey left Syria by way of boat to Cyprus then to Sardinia, where he met a group of Tunisian refugees sailing to for Spain. In a storm they were blown off course and landed at Marseille, where they were detained and processed and, mostly lacking any form of proper identification, shipped off to the Lower City.

Earning his keep doing menial labor, Mickey stayed in a mission until he could afford to lease a bodega and conjoined apartment, which he named Arod’s - after his mother - and operates to this day.
Joe? It's your post on Hard Times.

24-Jan-2018 09:01:18

Westenev

Westenev

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London

London pushed and pulled at the door to no avail. Maybe it was locked… or, just maybe, they weren’t trying hard enough! But what if it really was locked? Would they be intruding? That would be a bad thing to do, right?

So, clearly, the only polite way to solve this situation was to knock.

London knocked on the door three times, to which the door replied by falling over in turn. It was then that London realised the door didn’t open sideways; it opened downwards! Slapping their head, London wondered how they could ever have been so stupid to modern building conventions.

Stepping gingerly onto the door, London gazed about the hallway. There was evidentially nothing interesting here besides a small restroom symbol, which was awfully lucky because London’s bladder wasn’t going to hold much longer. Hurrying like no self-conscious lady should, London made it to the toilet in time.

As London sat on the john, they would notice two things. One, that the toilet was almost out of toilet paper, and two, a set of wheels outside and some catchy jingles. Having done their “business”, London exited the stall, moving towards the washbasin. Doing otherwise was just unhygienic, right?
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24-Jan-2018 21:01:36

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