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Edited by daveyboy_d:
8/5/2015 5:34:01 AM
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[i]It's raining. The kind of rain that causes the drains to back up. It carries the garbage out into the streets. It leaches the color out of everything; the world becomes this lifeless, gray fixture for the downtrodden to wander aimlessly through, each the victim of an uncaring system. It's the kind of rain that soaks everyone down past the bone, drowning the soul, threatening to wash it away.
It can wash away worse things, though. Things like blood.[/i]
The man stands outside in the rain. It washes over him, drenching his once-fine clothes. Water runs in a small stream down his arms to drip onto his dress shoes. It spatters and dribbles across the scuffed black leather.
Faded, flickering neon plays across his face from a sign. There's the harsh buzz of failing chemicals and electricity working their way toward death. Only one word remains lit up on the sign: "[b]Gunz.[/b]"
Reaching forward, Gregori Markov pushes the door inward and steps inside. Water spreads in a small pool on the floor around him as his eyes slowly travel across the spread of merchandise before he steps up to the counter. His fingers reach out to ring the bell for service. Its flat chime echoes through the room before fading to stillness.
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[quote]it carries the garbage out onto the streets and then gets al over ur -blam!-in shoes and ruins them and now you have to call your mother and deal with it but the connection is shot because of the -blam!-ing clouds ruining everything.[/quote]
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((I really like your style, bud. And also, Chaos made a little mistake, because the T-29 Quantum is supposed to come from the Black Market. He's new to the Gunz narration thing, but I'll let it slide for now; a badass Punk needs his badass gun.))
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(( Whatever works is fine by me. I really appreciate the compliment, too! ))
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((You got it from here?))
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((?))
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((The transaction, you wanna take over, cause now I don't know how I'm gonna solve this xD))
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((Hickory's afk, I got this)) You hear a jolt at the back of the store, as if someone just sprung up from a nap. As you continue listening you hear running footsteps and things getting knocked over. "Argh! Son of a" A few more moments and a cashier comes out, he looked to be in his late teens. He had glasses and hair so blond and messy it looked like hay. "Hey bud" he says with a welcoming smile as he leans on the counter. "Welcome to Gunz, you won't find better quality anywhere else"
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Markov watches the blonde man approach the counter. His eyes take in the product behind the counter. He motions toward long-barreled revolver. "Show me the Quantum," he instructs, nodding toward it.
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He smiles at your choice. "The T-29" he says as he reaches for it. In swift fluid motions he takes the gun and opens the cylinder to check inside. He spins the gun in his finger, flips it in the air and catches it by the barrel as he hands it to you. "Fan-firing action and .357 slugs, a cowboys wet dream" He says cracking an even bigger smile.
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Alloy takes a hold of iron. Markov looks through the exposed cylinder, flicking it with a finger to watch it spin smoothly. He snaps it shut with a flick of his wrist and tests the hammer. It snaps home with a lively [i]click![/i] "How much?" the man asks, running his fingers down the barrel.
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"800 credits for the gun, each bullet is 50 credits"
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Edited by daveyboy_d: 8/5/2015 5:17:57 PM[i]I didn't like the price, but legitimacy has its costs. Chalk one up for Big Business.[/i] "Two rounds and the revolver," Markov concedes, before turning his wrist over and sliding back his coat to reveal the data pad and presenting it to the man at the counter. "Does the revolver come with a Stetson?" he asks, in a tone that might just be dry enough to suggest humor. Maybe.
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"Alright. And what's whaddya mean a Stetson?" the cashier says as he reaches below the counter to give you the two .357 Slugs and the revolver.
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"It's a cowboy's hat - or was," Markov explains. He pockets the bullets and the pistol in separate pockets inside of his coat, hoping to keep them dry. [i]The pistol felt good. Solid. It wasn't powered by enough lead to turn somebody into a pencil, but there was more than enough to make somebody regret messing with me.[/i] "Thanks for the piece," he says, starting to turn toward the door before stopping. "You wouldn't happen to know about any work around these parts, would you?" [i]Now that I'd made myself a pauper, I'd need a job. This was a rough town, and a gig here promised to be just as tormenting. What choice did I have, though?[/i]
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"You mean a way to get money?" the cashier corrects you before leaning towards you over the counter. He speaks in a low voice: "You could steal, do some deeds for some random people, or work for Jack Rabbit. Working with him doesn't get you Credits, but it does get you some damned nice gear."
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"Give me Rabbit's number," Markov says, watching the conspiratorial checker. "Do those random people have any names?" [i]Working for people I didn't know for uncertain gain. It sounded like the perfect way to come down with a nasty case of the deads.[/i]
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"Yeah," he says, and uploads a notification and comm code to your Tac-Pad. "And the randoms have names, just don't know 'em."
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The man looks at his Tac-Pad and nods. "Who would know the names?" he inquires.
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"No one except themselves and their friends. Go look for them and have a little chat." ((Talk to the other Cyberpunks.))
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"Thanks," Gregori says simply. He steps out into the cold and the wet, leaving only a small puddle behind him. His steps slosh as he walks away, and his thoughts become as dreary as the rain that's choking the city. (( End. Thanks for a great first go! ))
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Edited by HickoryHamMike: 8/5/2015 11:44:08 PM((No, it was all you, man. Love your noire-esque narrations!))
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((I'll be taking over now. The T-29 costs 800, and each .357 Slug costs 100. You have 1,000 at the moment. So you may wanna edit your last reply :P))
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(( Edited. ))
