NationStates Jolt Archive

"Welcome to the club. Have a great time."

(OOC: This is a place for conversation, not all out wars, once and a while a bar fight will break out... But thats once and a while... Also you may have seceret ICs and trades here.)

A strange man walks in and says to the bar tender, "I need to see Codeyk."
The bar tender points to the back and says, "Rite that way sir. Just take a left and ask for Codeyk and the door will open." The man replies, "Thanks."
The man walks to the back and follows the directions.

Seceret IC: In the back the man doesn't say the word but the door opens anyways. He steps in. The man by the desk says, "Welcome back sir. Would like a drink?" "No thanks," said the man, "Just send in the ones who wish to speak to me." The butler replies, "Yes sir." The man takes off his coat revealing a non-human body. But soon the body looks like a high rank mafia member wearing the abvious mafia-like suit. "Send them in now," said the man in the tux.

(OOC: The man is a shape-shifter.)

Suddenly, a door bursts open, and a hooded man walks in. He is wearing a low-quality jacket, long pants, and a pair of black boots. He walked to the bartender. "Anyone here to see me yet?" "No" the bartender responded. The hooded figure sat down, listening every time a vehicle passed by. Time ticked on...

The owner, Leo Core Blue(Also ASC's leader) watched the hooded figure closely on the monitor. A man walked in and said, "Exuse me sir, but I am Wayne Dwight of the aneros research facility and we..." "Want money," Leo bursted rudely. The man replied, "No sir we would like some more fuel and supplies for our research base on the arctic wasteland." Leo replied, "Oh. I thought you wanted money. Thats what the others ask for all the time. Well the supplies are yours. They are on thier way." "Thank you sir," Replied Watne.

Still with his eyes on the monitor Leo sat waiting to see what would happen.

At the stroke of the hour, the hooded man stood up, looking out the window. A second Concordiat military jeep pulled up, and the hooded figure seemed relieved. The new man coming in the door wore a cowboy-ish hat, and a high collar.

At the table, they mumbled to eachother for a moment, then the figure with the hat put a bag on the table. The two stared across the table for a moment, then the original person pulled out a communication device and spoke few words...

Immediatly when the bag was pulled Leo stepped out of the room and approached the table and said, "Good day boys. Havin' a conversation are we? I'll not kick you out if you tell me a bit about your bags contents. I know we accept trades, but I am very uncomfortable with military jeeps dropping off men with overly secretive clothes on them entering my store at night."

(OOC: ONI you know you can add this to your subscriptions it would be esier to find. I'll be back im switching computers. Im goin' laptop bebei! Heh... ya i know im wierd.)

"not at all, sir. It contains military data on" <whispers> "The Bolo Mark XXXIV. The plans and model mock-ups are in this bag. Don't take it out!"

"not at all, sir. It contains military data on" <whispers> "The Bolo Mark XXXIV. The plans and model mock-ups are in this bag. Don't take it out!"

"Oh. Well I guess this conversation will be held very seceret, my men will make sure that no one will bug you sir." Replied leo.

"Good."

The hooded man took the bag up and rummaged in it. There were a few clacking nosies, then the man pulled out a wad of Concordiat credits. "Just to make sure you stay quiet..." The man slapped the bills into Leo's hand, then took the bag and walked out. The man with the hat stood for a while, then sat back down, waiting for something else.

Outisde the club, a black sport bike pulled up, its exhaust burbbling. The bike, a Triumph Daytona 995i, carried a single rider. The biker swung its leg over the seat, and pulled the key out of the ignition. The biker walked into the club, and sat at the bar, pulling off a helmet. This revealed a young looking Asian woman. She wore a piar of tight fitting blue jeans that hugger her slim frame, and a riding jacket. She unzipped it, letting it hang open. Underneath was a tight fitting baby blue halter top. She sat her jacket on the seat next to her, and brushed her dark brown, but not black, hair out of her face. "I'll take a beer."

The man with the hat continued to sit in the corner, eyes fixted on the door. Every now and then, they wandered to the girl, but he normally stared blankly ahead. He looked again at his watch, then tapped it. A slow rumbling began, getting louder.

The bar tender replied to the asian woman, "Genuine draft or Brand name?"

Leo put the credits in his pocket and sat down at the table of the hooded figure, "So? Who are you?" Leo asked the man, "And why did you two meet at my bar? You should know that people here like trying to steal things, especially seceret things."

When Leo sat down, the loud rumble instantly stopped. "We came to your bar because we are your friends. And we have protection." There was a muffled voice from outside. "Combat Unit 0349 ALX Bolo Alex is reporting to <CLASSIFIED>. Awaiting orders."

Leo stood up after the Bolo appeared and pulled out a button from his pocket and pressed it. Soon a group of 5 Viper-Zs flew by too close for comfort to the waiting military unit outside. Leo said, "D***! I thought that would work. What is your military doing with a unit here?! Our nations are friends but our dome city security doors aren't supposed to open for armed military units."

"well...one of our Bolos...er...well...Had a few too many errors, see...and we were hunting it down...and...erm...we blew it up with old Alex here... we needed to get the hulk out...and now we are looking for people who want to buy it. We are also exchanging...information." With that, he tapped his watch three times, and the Bolo reversed and drove off. "hell, Leo, we need your help. Somethin's drivin our early Bolos crazy....our later marks are fine though. Could you tell us if ya spot one o' them renegades? Oh, and I'll have a scotch."

"well...one of our Bolos...er...well...Had a few too many errors, see...and we were hunting it down...and...erm...we blew it up with old Alex here... we needed to get the hulk out...and now we are looking for people who want to buy it. We are also exchanging...information." With that, he tapped his watch three times, and the Bolo reversed and drove off. "hell, Leo, we need your help. Somethin's drivin our early Bolos crazy....our later marks are fine though. Could you tell us if ya spot one o' them renegades? Oh, and I'll have a scotch."

"I will," Replied Leo, "I will stop the renegades and shut them down and return them to you."
"Bartender," Leo yelled, "Get this man a scotch!" "Yes sir!" yelled back the bartender.

A few seconds later the bar tender brought the scotch out, "Heres your scotch sir," said the bartender.

The bartender returned to the asian women and said "Excuse me miss I asked if you would like a genuine draft or a brand name beer. Are you even awake?"

"I will," Replied Leo, "I will stop the renegades and shut them down and return them to you."
"Bartender," Leo yelled, "Get this man a scotch!" "Yes sir!" yelled back the bartender.


"thankee, sir, for both." The man sat next to the asian girl, and quietly sipped his scotch.

The girl looked around for a second. Brand names, well, they probably didn't have what she wanted here, so she went wiht the next choice. "Draft. Big glass, too."

"Hmmm... The bolos having a error..." Leo murmerd, "Wait!" Leo yelled starteling the people in the bar. "Excuse me again sir but our systems have been going wrong also. Maybe our systems have a virus or someone is hacking them... What do you think?" Leo said to the man.

The girl looked around for a second. Brand names, well, they probably didn't have what she wanted here, so she went wiht the next choice. "Draft. Big glass, too."

"Yes miss," replied the bartender. A while after he set a big beer in front of her. "You said you wanted a big glass, this is the bigest glass we got miss," The bartender said. The glass was a 2liter glass.

the girl looked at the glass. She all but rolled her eyes in frustration. The glass held more liquid than what her motor deplaced, and she was a lightwieght when it came to drinking. She would most likely be far beyond drunk by the time the glass was even half empty. She picked it up, and took a sip. She slid a wad of cash across the bar to teh bartender. "So, where am I?"

It began to rain outside. The TVs hanging above the bar showed the stock exchange ticker and the weather, but it also spoke about the Bolo that drove through the city as if to look for something. Leo looked at the TV and said, "Umm... That Bolo has a different mark than the one that was just here... Is that another one of your Bolos or is it a defective?" He pointed to the screen.

the girl looked at the glass. She all but rolled her eyes in frustration. The glass held more liquid than what her motor deplaced, and she was a lightwieght when it came to drinking. She would most likely be far beyond drunk by the time the glass was even half empty. She picked it up, and took a sip. She slid a wad of cash across the bar to teh bartender. "So, where am I?"

"You are in AeroSpaceCity's local midnight club, It is located in the middle of the city, well close to the middle," Replied Leo.

"We already thought about the virus part. No gain. Seems though we gots a true-blue regneade Bolo on our hands, out fighting a non-existant war with windmills and the likes. Freaks me out, kinda, you know? That bolo outside, it is one of ours. Helping the hunt, if ya will" The man looked over at the girl next to him. "How be ya, ma'm?"

Soon a police cruiser drove up to the bar and the officer stepped out and whispered in Leo's ear, "Sir that Bolo is unmarked, Sould we destroy it?"
"Not in the city," Leo replied.
"But sir we have tried to get it to move from the entrance of the main tower, but it won't budge," Replied the cop.
Leo turned to the hooded man and asked, "So? How will we take care of it? Your on the team that owns this unmarked bolo."

The girl nodded. "That works. Name's Amy Long. From Imitora. I'm on a cross world riding tour, week three. So, any good riders groups around here?"

The girl nodded. "That works. Name's Amy Long. From Imitora. I'm on a cross world riding tour, week three. So, any good riders groups around here?"

"Nope. Not a single rider group. Most of our people serve as military or scientists so they have no time for rideing. But I must ask, How did you find our dome?" Leo replied.

(OOC: Scrach the last ooc. I forgot our city is a dome that has the capability to move so it can be on the same planet as other nations.)

"Ah, that Bolo...lemme see...yep. Its ole' Resartus...erm Unit RES. We'll move him." The man tapped his watch three times, and the Bolo began to roll..."thank god" he muttered.

"so, Amy, what business do you have in the great AeroSpaceCity?"

"Ah, that Bolo...lemme see...yep. Its ole' Resartus...erm Unit RES. We'll move him." The man tapped his watch three times, and the Bolo began to roll..."thank god" he muttered.

"Well, Why is he not marked," Asked Leo.
The police man left glad to know the vehicle was not a virused unit.
"Well," Leo said, "Lets hope the bolo doesn't get buged inside our city or your in deep."
Leo walked to the locked breaker box and opened it with a key and some codes. He pressed a button and the TVs changed to security cams. The visitors were now gone, the only left were some military men and the rider.
Leo pointed at the far left screen and said, "You think that is a peacful entry?"
The camera showed a blown out security door and a group of security men with heavy rocket launchers.
"If your bolos try that stunt again we will wipe them all out!" Leo now yelled with an angry voice, "I am getting tired of repairing your bolo's messes it makes when moving and entering our city! That same bolo was here a week ago and did the same thing. Bashed through the door like it was nothin'! We are replacing the doors with heavy metal alloys and they will be gaurded by our GCs. So make sure your bolo is given permission before it enters again."
Then Leo stepped back to the breaker and switched the TVs back.

"Well, Why is he not marked," Asked Leo.
The police man left glad to know the vehicle was not a virused unit.
"Well," Leo said, "Lets hope the bolo doesn't get buged inside our city or your in deep."
Leo walked to the locked breaker box and opened it with a key and some codes. He pressed a button and the TVs changed to security cams. The visitors were now gone, the only left were some military men and the rider.
Leo pointed at the far left screen and said, "You think that is a peacful entry?"
The camera showed a blown out security door and a group of security men with heavy rocket launchers.
"If your bolos try that stunt again we will wipe them all out!" Leo now yelled with an angry voice, "I am getting tired of repairing your bolo's messes it makes when moving and entering our city! That same bolo was here a week ago and did the same thing. Bashed through the door like it was nothin'! We are replacing the doors with heavy metal alloys and they will be gaurded by our GCs. So make sure your bolo is given permission before it enters again."
Then Leo stepped back to the breaker and switched the TVs back.


"We are sincerely sorry! We will shut down all the units we have control over. Feel free to wipe out the others! We will repay any damages an operational unit has caused." The man spoke again into a communications device, and the Bolo moved off. "So, Amy, seriously...why are you here?" The man began to get suspicious...

Leo glad that the man made the bolo move out of te city told the gaurds to defend the open sore from anything when the bolo left. On the news the bolo was shown leaving the city and the men moved in behind it and took post for defence.

OOC: alright i gotta go...bored and stuffs like that

OOC: alright i gotta go...bored and stuffs like that

Very well then c'ya
I also gotta go.

The bartender walks to the door and turns the sign to say 'WE ARE OPEN' Then walks back to his spot. As usual the unusual cat-like human steps in and enters the back room, and watchs for unusual characters.