NationStates Jolt Archive

"Gordon, Melissa, stay in the capital until further notice."

Meanwhile, the Great Leader flew the G20 over the miles and miles of suburbs to MP Hong Kong.

They landed at Hong Kong International Airport.

"Have fun kids... Take the Maglev subway into town if you want...."

Vicky said, "Hmmm....this is different."

Fred then said, cynically: "Humph.....so this is Pwnage HK? They can keep it. Let's see what I can do here."

They began walking to the subway, and caught a Maglev to Kowloon.

Kowloon district was the worst place to start. Most tourists started in New London until their minds could reorient themselves to the bizzare Pwnage environmemnt.

Pwnage Hong Kong didn't have just a horizontal aspect, it also had vertical aspect to it, as roads sometimes increased in height and threaded through huge skyscrapers, some of them a mile high.

Sometimes entire neighborhoods were located in one single huge building or, on floors 10-50 (etc.) of a strip of buildings.

At the bottom of this network, no sunlight got through, it was a creepy, eternal night lit only by street lamps. If Vicky and Fred would travel upwards, the environment would change from black to red and finally, to the blue of daylight.

Kowloon district was the worst place to start. Most tourists started in New London until their minds could reorient themselves to the bizzare Pwnage environmemnt.

Pwnage Hong Kong didn't have just a horizontal aspect, it also had vertical aspect to it, as roads sometimes increased in height and threaded through huge skyscrapers, some of them a mile high.

Sometimes entire neighborhoods were located in one single huge building or, on floors 10-50 (etc.) of a strip of buildings.

At the bottom of this network, no sunlight got through, it was a creepy, eternal night lit only by street lamps. If Vicky and Fred would travel upwards, the environment would change from black to red and finally, to the blue of daylight.

But, they didn't quite care; their parents had raised them to explore other cultures.....within reason. Then again, they did have MAC-10's.

They began walking on the streets, the dark looks of Pwnage Kowloon something out of a film noir movie. They half expected to see Max Payne or Humphrey Bogart, such was the darkness and windiness of the landscape.

They found a video arcade, it was something familar......they walked inside, armed and ready.

HKPD Commissioner Max Payne was working through another high score of the virtual reality arcade version of well...Max Payne.

Commissioner Payne came from Kahtan New York. He fled Kahta after going on a painkiller fueled killing spree that left 840 people dead and the Aesir "Pharmaceutical" Corporation in ruins.

He removed the VR neural electrode and retreated into the darkness for a smoke break.

*bump!*

bump!

HKPD Commissioner Max Payne was working through another high score of the virtual reality arcade version of well...Max Payne.

Commissioner Payne came from Kahtan New York. He fled Kahta after going on a painkiller fueled killing spree that left 840 people dead and the Aesir "Pharmaceutical" Corporation in ruins.

He removed the VR neural electrode and retreated into the darkness for a smoke break.

Vicky swore she had just seen Max Payne....but she shrugged. Might have been a look alike.

She walked up to one of the machines...it was a pinball machine. She sent Fred off to make some change, while she warmed up.

Fred muttered, "Jawhol, bitch...." and went off to get the quarters.

He came back with an enitre bucket, and handed them to Vicky. Vicky then put them in, and began playing the most furious pinball game of her life.

ooc: sorry about forgetting this

Max smiled.

"Ah, youth...." he lit a cigarette "I suppose your Victoria and Fred Lew, the Hidden Eye told me you would come here."

Bum!p

ooc: sorry about forgetting this

Max smiled.

"Ah, youth...." he lit a cigarette "I suppose your Victoria and Fred Lew, the Hidden Eye told me you would come here."

Vicky turned around and said, "No. Frickin'. Way. It's Max Payne......."

"Yup..." Payne took a drag on his cigarette.

"What brings you all here?"

"Yup..." Payne took a drag on his cigarette.

"What brings you all here?"

Fred said, "Well, Dad took us on a state visit, I was gonna buy some drugs, but he had to go and rally the troops. We're just hanging out."

He pointed to Vicky, and said: "She's a pinball wizard. Who freak, that one.....near Mod."

"Oh.... the British... They're a bit more problematic than pinball freaks here..."

Payne tossed his cigarette into an ashtray and lit another one.

"Just be careful... this isn't the best town on Earth for staying safe."

"Oh.... the British... They're a bit more problematic than pinball freaks here..."

Payne tossed his cigarette into an ashtray and lit another one.

"Just be careful... this isn't the best town on Earth for staying safe."

Vicky pointed to the MAC-10 in her coat. "Well, why do you think they told us to bring these?"

"Because you need to at least give the semblance of being armed... follow me."

Max got up and walked out to his car, a black VBL.

"Because you need to at least give the semblance of being armed... follow me."

Max got up and walked out to his car, a black VBL.

Vicky ended her game and cashed in her tickets, some 623,000, for both a Nintendo DS and a PSP, then followed Mr. Payne to the car with Fred.

Fred, along the way, muttered "Lucky bitch....."

Max pulled out 2 sawed off 10 Gauge shotguns firing 3.5 in' SABOT slugs from the back.

"Keep these on you to stop hostile lizards."

He handed the guns and 50 rounds of ammo each to Fred and Vicky.

Max pulled out 2 sawed off 10 Gauge shotguns firing 3.5 in' SABOT slugs from the back.

"Keep these on you to stop hostile lizards."

He handed the guns and 50 rounds of ammo each to Fred and Vicky.

The two kids said, "Nice....."

"Anyway, I'm off, have fun."

Max walked back into the arcade.

*BumP!*

"Anyway, I'm off, have fun."

Max walked back into the arcade.

Vicky then whistled, and asked Fred, "So...what do you wanna do?"

Fred said, jonesing for a smoke: "I feel like a challenge....wanna challenge somebody inside that arcade?"

Vicky said, "Um, no. You do it if you want to, but leave me out of that s**t."

Fred then took out a watch, genuine Rolex, and ran into the arcade.

He then screamed, "Anybody who can beat my sister at Pinball wins this Rolex!"

A male hybrid (about the same mix as Maia (50% lizard) with a large hammer and sickle on his t-shirt, walked up.

"Challenge accepted."

A male hybrid (about the same mix as Maia (50% lizard) with a large hammer and sickle on his t-shirt, walked up.

"Challenge accepted."

Vicky sighed, said, "Jesus H.....Fine. You're on."

She walked to the Pinball machine and took her place along with her opponent.

She then screamed to Fred, "If I lose this, I get your Box set of James Brown's Greatest Hits!"

Fred said, sheepish in his hypocrisy, "What James Brown box set?"

The hybrid grinned, showing off his serrated fangs.

His pinball skills were excellent, especially when he used his tail to tilt the table when nobody was looking....

ooc: UX, could you come online?

The hybrid grinned, showing off his serrated fangs.

His pinball skills were excellent, especially when he used his tail to tilt the table when nobody was looking....

Vicky looked this guy over, and winced just a little. She had faced odd people when it came to pinball....but not a lizardman.

She took a deep breath, and began queing up the song "Super Bad" by James Brown in her head to get her in the mood.....

"I only hope this dude doesn't tilt," she thought to herself.

Meanwhile, Fred went to look for a fighting game with really good looking girls.....

The fighting game Fred found didn't have really good looking girls in it.

However. 2 really good looking girls were playing it. One was a blond Dumpsterdamian, the other one was a dark haired Sevarisian. Both of them looked like they belonged in an issue of playboy.

The fighting game Fred found didn't have really good looking girls in it.

However. 2 really good looking girls were playing it. One was a blond Dumpsterdamian, the other one was a dark haired Sevarisian. Both of them looked like they belonged in an issue of playboy.

Fred then thought to himself, "Come to butthead......"

He then waited off to the side, out of sight, for one of them to lose, before challenging them. He liked the Sevarisian; his Fabusist Sympathies did not prevent him from taking an opportunity for some "fooling around." Especially with a Sevarisian girl. He heard things about them.....

Besides, he knew Spanish and Portuguese......he could put his learning to good use.

ooc: i can't speak spanish or portuguese, i hope you can....

The Dumpsterdamian won handily with one of the bloodiest fatality moves ever to appear in a videogame.

The Sevarisian girl swore profusely and sat down.

ooc: i can't speak spanish or portuguese, i hope you can....

The Dumpsterdamian won handily with one of the bloodiest fatality moves ever to appear in a videogame.

The Sevarisian girl swore profusely and sat down.

This was his cue.

Fred sauntered in naturally, actually taking the time to make his entry look natural. He had done this before, he was the resident "player" at his school.....he was well prepared.

He sat down next to the Sevarisian girl, and said to her, in Spanish: "¿Mala día?"

OOC: Translated: "Bad day?"

*Spanish* "Bad day? There's the an understatement if there ever was one. My boyfriend broke up with me, I'm unpopular, I'm failing English at school (ooc: which is why she's not speaking english with Fred), my parents can't find jobs in this stupid country, I get shit from the PFPs (note: Pwnage for Pwnage, a racist/isolation group, sort of like the Know Nothings) around these parts, and to top it off, I'm broke, if it wasn't for Katrina over there, I wouldn't have been able to afford the 50 cents for that game right there. Oh, and who the hell are you, another pervert that wants to use me as a fucktoy?" *Spanish*

ooc: UX, online please, i want to talk to you about your battleship among other things.

*Spanish* "Bad day? There's the an understatement if there ever was one. My boyfriend broke up with me, I'm unpopular, I'm failing English at school (ooc: which is why she's not speaking english with Fred), my parents can't find jobs in this stupid country, I get shit from the PFPs (note: Pwnage for Pwnage, a racist/isolation group, sort of like the Know Nothings) around these parts, and to top it off, I'm broke, if it wasn't for Katrina over there, I wouldn't have been able to afford the 50 cents for that game right there. Oh, and who the hell are you, another pervert that wants to use me as a fucktoy?" *Spanish*

*Spanish*"Nope. You can be assured of that. I am Frederick Tse-tung Lew, son of Gordon. Yes, I'm the bad boy they talk about, no, I'm going to do anything remotely insane with your person."

"Sounds pretty bad, your situation."*Spanish*

Fred then said:

*Spanish*"Who's giving you a hard time in school, and why?"*Spanish*

*Spanish* "Oh, you're harmless, you're nothing but a perverted little pothead. Anyway, my name is Marquita Cabral. There are many people that give me trouble at school. Let's start with the PFPs..." *Spanish*

Marquita broke off as Katrina walked up

*Dutch* "Who's this idiot?" *Dutch*

Marquita effortlessly switched to Dutch

*Dutch* "It's Fred Lew, that idiot tried to buy that huge load of drugs off your Uncle Pieter without proper legal clearance." *Dutch*

Katrina almost died laughing.

*Spanish* "Oh, you're harmless, you're nothing but a perverted little pothead. Anyway, my name is Marquita Cabral. There are many people that give me trouble at school. Let's start with the PFPs..." *Spanish*

Marquita broke off as Katrina walked up

*Dutch* "Who's this idiot?" *Dutch*

Marquita effortlessly switched to Dutch

*Dutch* "It's Fred Lew, that idiot tried to buy that huge load of drugs off your Uncle Pieter without proper legal clearance." *Dutch*

Katrina almost died laughing.

Fred understood Katrina-well, barely. He knew Afrikaans, which was close, he was a Fabusist after all.

He then said, in Afrikaans, slowly, "Now, now, I did. I had the right license......a medical license, see?"

He showed them his medical license, which was real.

Katrina cocked an eyebrow *Dutch* "Mmhmm... However, since you're the President's son, I guess the CIA issued it for you because they were afraid daddy would fire them if they didnt." *Dutch*

Katrina cocked an eyebrow *Dutch* "Mmhmm... However, since you're the President's son, I guess the CIA issued it for you because they were afraid daddy would fire them if they didnt." *Dutch*

Fred said, in Afrikaans, slowly: "Nah, Dad didn't even know about it....seperation of powers is big in our neck of the woods, but only on paper. The only thing the CIA fears is the National Police-our FBI, but more, shall we say, empowered."

*Dutch* "If you really want to know about the power of the police here, talk to Commissioner Payne over there. Generally speaking, our law enforcement authorities are... scary, even the Metro Authority is freaky, not to mention the Inquisitors or Imperial Guard Law Enforcement." *Dutch*

*bahlump*

*Dutch* "If you really want to know about the power of the police here, talk to Commissioner Payne over there. Generally speaking, our law enforcement authorities are... scary, even the Metro Authority is freaky, not to mention the Inquisitors or Imperial Guard Law Enforcement." *Dutch*

Fred then said: *Afrikaans*"Do they have powers of summary execution and an active Hit List, officially known as the List of Supervised Persons, with a three-strikes rule?"*Afrikaans*

*Dutch* "Yes. That and people are sent to re-education camps for all sorts of odd reasons." *Dutch*

Comissioner Payne watched Fred from the shadows and smiled.

Meanwhile, the hybrid was 4 million points up and hadn't lost a ball...

Comissioner Payne watched Fred from the shadows and smiled.

Meanwhile, the hybrid was 4 million points up and hadn't lost a ball...

Vicky said, "S**t....dude's tilting. Cheater. Let's turn it loose!"

She began furiously playing harder, she had a score of 3,500,000 points but she had lost a ball already. She decided she would not lose to this guy, not for Fred's little prank.

Meanwhile, while playing one handed, she secretly pulled out some speakers and a CD player, and cued up a Slayer CD. Hopefully, the annoying death metal of Slayer would throw him off......

The music soon blared loud and clear. She remained in the zone, as she put the other hand back on the pinball machine to continue trying to beat this guy.......

*Dutch* "Yes. That and people are sent to re-education camps for all sorts of odd reasons." *Dutch*

*Afrikaans*"Our National Police, working with the CIA (that's when they liked each other) eliminated Apple Computers for just being there......if that's not odd, I'm not sure what is. Oh, and we execute furries."*Afrikaans*

It didn't work, metal was the national music of MassPwnage.

Unfortunately, the hybrid had gotten caught cheating... so he couldn't tilt anymore...

Damn.

Things went down the tubes pretty quickly after that...

The Hybrid lost all 3 of his balls within half an hour. He was still several million points above Vicky however.

Katrina cocked an eyebrow.

*Dutch* "What's a furrie? Not those guys that dress up in animal costumes? That's wrong!" *Dutch*

It didn't work, metal was the national music of MassPwnage.

Unfortunately, the hybrid had gotten caught cheating... so he couldn't tilt anymore...

Damn.

Things went down the tubes pretty quickly after that...

The Hybrid lost all 3 of his balls within half an hour. He was still several million points above Vicky however.

Vicky upped the ante. She switched the music to James Brown's "Get Up (I Feel Like a) Sex Machine," and just kept on playing. She moved quickly to close the gap, hitting a multiball special and getting all kinds of special bonuses. Now, she was juggling six balls at once, effortlessly, like they were one. She was in the zone now, she closed her eyes and was focused solely on the game (though watchful of any surprises), even seeming to sniff the board, literally playing by "sense of smell," to quote The Who. The game now seemed to be an extension of her body.

She had done this in many a pinball parlor, many an arcade....now, she would not lose. She didn't, she wouldn't-hell, she couldn't. Otherwise, she would be reduced to a joke.

Katrina cocked an eyebrow.

*Dutch* "What's a furrie? Not those guys that dress up in animal costumes? That's wrong!" *Dutch*

*Afrikaans*"The one and the same. Courtesy of the Something Awful Commission and subsequent Something Awful Act of 1991, any persons who embrace furry culture, possess furry images, or dress in fursuits and commit illicit yiff acts are non-citizens, and subject to summary execution."*Afrikaans*

*Dutch* "No, I'm talking about executing furries, what's so bad about being a furrie?" *Dutch*

Marquita, switching back to Spanish, offered a little bit of context for Fred:

*Spanish* "Pwnage society is sexually liberal in the extreme. If you doubt what I say, visit SexMart in the Red Zone or in Portside." *Spanish.*

*Dutch* "No, I'm talking about executing furries, what's so bad about being a furrie?" *Dutch*

Marquita, switching back to Spanish, offered a little bit of context for Fred:

*Spanish* "Pwnage society is sexually liberal in the extreme. If you doubt what I say, visit SexMart in the Red Zone or in Portside." *Spanish.*

*Afrikaans*"Well, Xenizen society is generally tolerant, we allow gays and lesbians to do their thing, they get civil unions and a right to privacy, and we allow S&M couples to do thier thing in private, and we have sanctioned prostitution, male and female...but there are some things we do not tolerate, like furries. Our society generally finds them to be disgusting and deviant people who are traitors to their own species who seem to want to be animals, when they should be happy to be people. That's our view, as best as I can put it."

"What are the gun laws here, anyway? By the looks of things, it seems not only legal to carry heavy firepower, but encouraged. Not that that is a bad thing, UX has liberal gun laws too."*Afrikaans*

Marquita and Katrina looked at each other.

Deviant? Deviant was a concept alien to them. Deviant was what they saw on the news as another puritannical regime burnt homosexuals at the stake or something of that nature.

The 2 girls began to feel slightly uncomfortable around Fred...

Vicky won, the Hybrid lost his last ball. He left cursing.

Katrina answered Fred's question:

*Dutch* "The gun laws here are quite simple, you can carry whatever you want, the police aren't insecure around here." *Dutch*

Marquita and Katrina looked at each other.

Deviant? Deviant was a concept alien to them. Deviant was what they saw on the news as another puritannical regime burnt homosexuals at the stake or something of that nature.

The 2 girls began to feel slightly uncomfortable around Fred...

Vicky won, the Hybrid lost his last ball. He left cursing.

Fred sensed their nervousness, he had a tendency towards faux-pas, and sensed when he went wrong.....so he tired to fix things.

*Afrikaans*"Perhaps deviant was the wrong word....I'll take that back. We're not Puritans or Calvinists, y'know, if that's what you think. Still, our society has a low threshold when it comes to furries."*Afrikaans*

He then said, *Afrikaans*"So.....got a favorite band?"*Afrikaans*

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Meanwhile, Vicky felt unusual....she always had a high while playing pinball, but this was different. It was as if that experience with the pinball machine somehow, in the words of Emerson, "made her part and parcel of God," part of the great Over-Soul. A great Over-Soul of pinball.

She stared at her reflection. Her eyes seemed to glow blue. Normally, her spiritual experiences were normal, but yet somehow, she seemed....different.

That, and she seemed to be able to teleport, and sense others' thoughts. She teleported over to Fred and said, "I thought you were off chatting up the ladyfolk."

She then looked at Katrina and said to her in Dutch: "You're getting nervous, eh?"


*Afrikaans

The 2 girls stared at each other. Vicky was high on pinball, just like Comissioner Payne was high on violence. Unfortunately, the high could only be reinforced by playing pinball.

Katrina looked at her watch then turned to Marquita, switching languages again, this time to Basque (because no one understands it) :

*Basque* "How long would you give her?" *Basque*

Marquita responded: *Basque* "5 seconds before she crashes." *Basque*

5...
4...
3...
2...
1...

The 2 girls stared at each other. Vicky was high on pinball, just like Comissioner Payne was high on violence. Unfortunately, the high could only be reinforced by playing pinball.

Katrina looked at her watch then turned to Marquita, switching languages again, this time to Basque (because no one understands it) :

*Basque* "How long would you give her?" *Basque*

Marquita responded: *Basque* "5 seconds before she crashes." *Basque*

5...
4...
3...
2...
1...

Vicky soon thought in their direction, and her thought went, "Nice try girls, but I'm psychic. It's okay, I'd be findin' it hard to believe if I was you. Check this out!"

She then lifted Fred's wallet out of his pants, and threw it at Commissioner Payne.

She then smiled and thought at them, "How do you like me now?"

Then, her eyes turned normal, and she said, "Anybody got Gatorade? I'm thirsty."

ooc: could you get online please?

The wallet slowed down in midair about 10 feet from Max like Vicky had just thrown it through wet concrete.

Max opened the wallet and memorized all the information inside, as well as stealing the cash and Fred's small weed reserve, before tossing it back.

Marquita grinned and spoke to Vicky, this time switching to Mandarin.

*Mandarin* "There's something better than Gatorade around here. Follow me." *Mandarin*

The wallet slowed down in midair about 10 feet from Max like Vicky had just thrown it through wet concrete.

Max opened the wallet and memorized all the information inside, as well as stealing the cash and Fred's small weed reserve, before tossing it back.

Marquita grinned and spoke to Vicky, this time switching to Mandarin.

*Mandarin* "There's something better than Gatorade around here. Follow me." *Mandarin*

Vicky said, in Mandarin, "I speak Cantonese, actually. But I can do Mandarin."

She decided to follow Marquita.....

Katrina decided to stay in the arcade for a bit longer...

Marquita entered another building and took an elevator upwards to the Red Zone, which didn't begin until 1000 ft. up.

The Red Zone was definitely more active then the ET (Eternal Night) Zone.

A quick check of the altitude markers showed that they were 3000 ft. up.

Marquita led everyone into a small shop called "The Fount of Hydration."

She paid for, then tossed Vicky a bottle of Hydro-kure Ultimate Hydration drink.

Katrina decided to stay in the arcade for a bit longer...

Marquita entered another building and took an elevator upwards to the Red Zone, which didn't begin until 1000 ft. up.

The Red Zone was definitely more active then the ET (Eternal Night) Zone.

A quick check of the altitude markers showed that they were 3000 ft. up.

Marquita led everyone into a small shop called "The Fount of Hydration."

She paid for, then tossed Vicky a bottle of Hydro-kure Ultimate Hydration drink.

Vicky cracked it open, and drank the drink. She tasted blood, and resisted the urge to spit, lest she offend her host.

She drank it all, and said finally, "Nice."

She then started getting a nice lift....

"Where to next? I suggest Portside."

"Where to next? I suggest Portside."

Vicky said, "I'm cool with that. Hopefully, Fred won't f**k up things..."

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Meanwhile, Fred was still talking to Katrina, having picked up his wallet.

*Afrikaans*"So.....wanna play a game? I've got some change left, Vicky never got my changepurse."*Afrikaans*

*Dutch* "Which one?" *Dutch*

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"Alrighty. Let's take the Maglev subway to Portside."

*Dutch* "Which one?" *Dutch*

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"Alrighty. Let's take the Maglev subway to Portside."

Vicky said, "I'm with you there."

She followed Marquita to the subway...

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Fred pointed to the "Bow Bow Footy Kick Machine." *Afrikaans*"How about this one?"*Afrikaans*

"Ooh... how about this one." Katrina led Fred over to Art Of War, the most brutal videogame ever released.

After inserting the requisite 50 cents, Katrina attached the neural interface electrode to Fred's skull.

~*~*~*~

Marquita used an EZ pass swipe to get onto the Maglev....

On the train itself, they sat down...

However, it wasn't going to be a peaceful ride.

A few rather large young men of Asian descent, wearing black t-shirts with red hammer and sickles on them walked up. One of them, their rather hardassed looking leader addressed both Vicky and Marquita in Mandarin.

(Ooc: All IC btw, the below in no way reflects my RL views)

"So, what's the spic doing with the Gai?" The leader picked up Marquita by the hair and punched her in the stomach with quite a bit of force.

The leader's thugs stood just out of kicking distance, but close enough to prevent Vicky from drawing her weapon.

"Ooh... how about this one." Katrina led Fred over to Art Of War, the most brutal videogame ever released.

After inserting the requisite 50 cents, Katrina attached the neural interface electrode to Fred's skull.

~*~*~*~

Marquita used an EZ pass swipe to get onto the Maglev....

On the train itself, they sat down...

However, it wasn't going to be a peaceful ride.

A few rather large young men of Asian descent, wearing black t-shirts with red hammer and sickles on them walked up. One of them, their rather hardassed looking leader addressed both Vicky and Marquita in Mandarin.

(Ooc: All IC btw, the below in no way reflects my RL views)

"So, what's the spic doing with the Gai?" The leader picked up Marquita by the hair and punched her in the stomach with quite a bit of force.

The leader's thugs stood just out of kicking distance, but close enough to prevent Vicky from drawing her weapon.

Vicky said, "Up yours, woksucker," and extended her arms, punching two in the face. Then, using her feet, she kicked two more in the nuts.

She then jumped, and dropkicked the last one.

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Fred said, "yes....this is gonna be sweet."

The last one caught Vicki's foot between his hands... He then slammed her against the window, before disarming her. Then he shattered the LEXAN (He's an extremely good martial artist) window with his fist and held Vicky's head down, trying to stick her head into the electrified tracks.

Meanwhile, the leader had Marquita pinned down, and was randomly hitting her and verbally abusing her with various racist pejoratives, well that was before he started to lick her face after pinning her.


~*~*~*~

"This is the part where you choose your character Fred..."

Katrina chose a large african man in a doo-rag and undershirt.

The last one caught Vicki's foot between his hands... He then slammed her against the window, before disarming her. Then he shattered the LEXAN (He's an extremely good martial artist) window with his fist and held Vicky's head down, trying to stick her head into the electrified tracks.

Meanwhile, the leader had Marquita pinned down, and was randomly hitting her and verbally abusing her with various racist pejoratives, well that was before he started to lick her face after pinning her.


~*~*~*~

"This is the part where you choose your character Fred..."

Katrina chose a large african man in a doo-rag and undershirt.

Vicky shoved her assailant back with great force, glaring at him and saying, "Let's tango, woksucker."

She then grabbed him by the scruff of his neck, slapped him around a bit, and then did the "Kali-ma" manuever from Indiana Jones before throwing him out of the window.

Meanwhile, Vicky ran to the pervert licking Marquita's face, and grabbed the man's tongue, wiping the floor with it before letting go and kicking him in the face and nuts, and getting him in a headlock, then powerbombing him-twice!

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Fred picked a German-knight looking character, normally, he would have gone for the sexiest girl there, but he was in female company.

The martial artist was suspended above the tracks and rose slowly right back into the window....

Meanwhile the leader kicked Marquita once more then got up.

He grabbed Vicky by the neck and slammed her down onto the ground. Then he straddled her back, and locking her legs with his knee and grabbing both her arms in each hand, he grabbed her hair and slammed her face first into the floor repeatedly. The martial artist resumed kicking Marquita was beginning to strip off her clothes.

~*~*~*~

Art of War was getting brutal too. Katrina disarmed Fred's character surprsingly quickly and now was beating him with a table...

The martial artist was suspended above the tracks and rose slowly right back into the window....

Meanwhile the leader kicked Marquita once more then got up.

He grabbed Vicky by the neck and slammed her down onto the ground. Then he straddled her back, and locking her legs with his knee and grabbing both her arms in each hand, he grabbed her hair and slammed her face first into the floor repeatedly. The martial artist resumed kicking Marquita was beginning to strip off her clothes.

~*~*~*~

Art of War was getting brutal too. Katrina disarmed Fred's character surprsingly quickly and now was beating him with a table...

Marquita said, "F**k this," and bit the man in the nose.

Vicky was in pain, but she had amazing toughness and held out. She mustered enough strength to twist the man's legs in a very uncomfortable position and shove him off.

Then, Vicky ran and socked Marquita's assailant in the jaw.
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Fred's character then moved to the side, grabbed Katrina's man, and powerbombed him before stomping his nuts at least six times, then giving him the "Scut Farkus Special," leaning over and punching him over and over while keeping him down.

Marquita struggled for a bit and tried to push off the Martial Artist before he raped her and dumped her body in the sewers.

The Leader stumbled back and then grabbed Vicky's legs, pulling her to the floor again. Meanwhile, the Martial Artist turned back to Vicky and starting kicking her.

~*~*~*~*~

Katrina's character grabbed the knight, threw it down on the floor and repeatedly stomped on his throat.

Marquita struggled for a bit and tried to push off the Martial Artist before he raped her and dumped her body in the sewers.

The Leader stumbled back and then grabbed Vicky's legs, pulling her to the floor again. Meanwhile, the Martial Artist turned back to Vicky and starting kicking her.

~*~*~*~*~

Katrina's character grabbed the knight, threw it down on the floor and repeatedly stomped on his throat.

Vicky pulled a breakdance move, spinning around on the floor and spacing her legs out to create a ground based roundhouse that hit the two repeatedly before she jumped back up, grabbed the Artsit by his legs and threw him towards the Leader.

Marquita, meanwhile, fueled by intense rage, socked the Artist repeatedly in the jaw until she heard the man's jaw snap, mixing a few nut kicks in the mix too, and ending with a headlock.
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Fred's character , low on health, rolled out of the way, and did a low sweeping kick to knock Katrina's man down. He then ran back and found a very heavy spear, which he then used to attack him with.

Katrina's character grabbed Fred's spear and rammed the buttspike backward into the Knight's chest, ending the fight....


~*~*~*~*~

The 5 guys fled. Marquita leaned back into a seat muttering something in Spanish...

Katrina's character grabbed Fred's spear and rammed the buttspike backward into the Knight's chest, ending the fight....


~*~*~*~*~

The 5 guys fled. Marquita leaned back into a seat muttering something in Spanish...

Fred simply mumbled to himself: "F**k."

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Vicky said, "A**holes."

She then turned to Marquita and said, "Bastards.....what the hell did they do to you?"

Vicky then saw the torn shirt, and the obvious signs of rape. She then swore to herself and said, "Punk b**ches....if I'd've been there sooner, I could've done something."

Katrina inserted 2 more quarters into Fred's slot.

"Let's keep going. You're a whole lot better than Marquita is."

~*~*~*~*

Marquita looked up at Vicky:

"No, no, it's not your fault. It's me... this was the wrong part of town anyway...."

*Bump*

Katrina inserted 2 more quarters into Fred's slot.

"Let's keep going. You're a whole lot better than Marquita is."

~*~*~*~*

Marquita looked up at Vicky:

"No, no, it's not your fault. It's me... this was the wrong part of town anyway...."

Fred said, "You're on. I like your style."

He picked the knight again, this time, he actually knew what to do...

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Vicky said, "Nevermind that, those c**ksuckers will pay. We'll make em pay. Damn PFP's, Boxers, all the same."

Katrina this time, changed characters. She chose Maia. (fun fact: Maia's wife designed the game)

"A butch lesbian can kick anyone's ass."

~*~*~*~

"The PFP's are relatively difficult to stop..." Marquita pulled her tank top back on. "For one, they generally don't draw suspicion to themselves, so the government sees no reason to investigate. That and some influential members of the government are PFPs."

Katrina this time, changed characters. She chose Maia. (fun fact: Maia's wife designed the game)

"A butch lesbian can kick anyone's ass."

~*~*~*~

"The PFP's are relatively difficult to stop..." Marquita pulled her tank top back on. "For one, they generally don't draw suspicion to themselves, so the government sees no reason to investigate. That and some influential members of the government are PFPs."

Fred said, "You're on."

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Vicky said, "Still, that doesn't quite make it right. It's a shame, because in UX, we have Boxer gangs that act the same way. Good thing they don't have as much of a corrosive influence."

Vicky then said, "Bastards.....next time I see that dude, s**t goes down. No cops, no 911. Just pure revenge."

bump

"You'll have your chance... alright... we're here..."

Portside's buildings were just as tall as Kowloon's, although much less densely spaced, allow for much more sunlight to get through to the streets below.

The day, as always, was beautiful.... Marquita took a breath and sat down at a nearby fountain.

"You'll have your chance... alright... we're here..."

Portside's buildings were just as tall as Kowloon's, although much less densely spaced, allow for much more sunlight to get through to the streets below.

The day, as always, was beautiful.... Marquita took a breath and sat down at a nearby fountain.

Vicky said, asking a most girlish question: "So....where can I get some retail therapy and blackjack?"

ooc: retail therapy? eh?

ooc: retail therapy? eh?

OOC: Shopping. My buzzword for it.

"Retail Therapy... err.. what are you... Oh, I get what you're trying to say. Again, follow me."

Marquita led Vicky to the Portside Mega Mall, which was a massive, massive steel and glass shopping center, almost as big as UX Hong Kong.

"Begin your retail therapy and gambling in there. I shall do no shopping, because when those PFP's fled, they stole my wallet."

"Retail Therapy... err.. what are you... Oh, I get what you're trying to say. Again, follow me."

Marquita led Vicky to the Portside Mega Mall, which was a massive, massive steel and glass shopping center, almost as big as UX Hong Kong.

"Begin your retail therapy and gambling in there. I shall do no shopping, because when those PFP's fled, they stole my wallet."

Vicky then pulled out some money, and offered it to Marquita with sincere generosity.

"You need cash? I can cover you."

"What, I can't take your money... you saved my life back there..."

~*~*~*

The fight in Art of War began not too smoothly, Maia's tailspike sliced Fred's sword in half....

"What, I can't take your money... you saved my life back there..."

~*~*~*

The fight in Art of War began not too smoothly, Maia's tailspike sliced Fred's sword in half....

Vicky said, "Relax...just trying help a sister out. You did lose your money, after all. Besides, if it's any comfort, see it as a gift."

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Fred then grabbed Maia's tail, and spun her around before slamming her to the floor and kicking her in the head, repeatedly, while still holding the tail.

Katrina had Maia catch Fred's foot with her mouth.

Maia's fangs tore through Fred's armored foot and injected a lethal neurotoxin that began to strip his health down, FAST.

~*~*~*~

"Ok."

Marquita shrugged and took the money.

Katrina had Maia catch Fred's foot with her mouth.

Maia's fangs tore through Fred's armored foot and injected a lethal neurotoxin that began to strip his health down, FAST.

~*~*~*~

"Ok."

Marquita shrugged and took the money.

Vicky and Marquita soon entered the complex.....it was indeed huge. Only the arcologies on New Kowloon Tong were as big. Even then, they seemed tiny.

She went to the first shop she found: a record store. She hoped to find the new Seminal Fluids album.

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Fred's character jumped back, and then grabbed Maia by the tail again and threw her to the side of the ring....

There weren't any shelves of CDs per se, there were a few computer terminals however.

Options:

1.) CD
2.) Device Download.

There weren't any shelves of CDs per se, there were a few computer terminals however.

Options:

1.) CD
2.) Device Download.

Vicky opted to use the download, she had a Sony Walkman MP3 player.

She plugged in, and found what she was looking for. She began download...

Machine: That'll be $14.99

Meanwhile Vicky saw someone plugging something into the back of their head...

Machine: That'll be $14.99

Meanwhile Vicky saw someone plugging something into the back of their head...

Vicky then loaded her Bank of Upper Xen debit card onto the machine, and waited for it to take payment...

She asked Marquita, "What is that dude doing with the tube in his head?"

Marquita responded: "Oh, he's a cyborg, there's plenty of them around here."

Marquita responded: "Oh, he's a cyborg, there's plenty of them around here."

Vicky said, "Interesting......"

She then took her debit card out, as the transfer had been completed.

She then said, "Nice...."

bump

A woman in a black beret, black tank top, black miniskirt and emo-style black rimmed glasses was sitting at a table in a little cafe across from the record store. A black digital sketch tablet with a photorealistic drawing of Vicky and Marquita sat on her lap. The only 2 things that weren't black were her hair (Brunette) and her body (She's Caucasian).

She put the sketch tablet into a laptop case (also black), just as Maia walked up.

The woman turned around.

Maia spoke first.

"Hey Marie, what's up?"

"Not much love, just following our visitors around." The woman, now known as Marie spoke with an accent that denoted her as a high class HK Briton. (The lower classes have a much cruder dialect, think Aussie mixed with lower class British)

Maia smiled and pulled up a chair.

"Let's see what you have."

Marie pulled her sketch tablet from the laptop case.

Maia looked over the picture.

"How long did that take you?"

"Not long, 5 minutes."

"Damn, I still don't get why you're so talented."

"Love, I don't expect you to..."

Maia smiled then kissed Marie. The kiss took WAY too long and too much tounge was involved... But this being MassPwnage, no one even batted an eyelash.

Vicky then browsed around, and found a clothing store. Mostly, it was rocker stuff, but then again, she was a rocker at heart.

She found a black leather "Fonzie" jacket, and tried it on, going, "Ey!" She then took it off and asked the cashier, "How much for this?"

The cashier, who looked suspiciously like Billy Idol, grinned.

"That may be a little too rich for you little girl. That jacket is made from Sarzonia GGIL (MSN for the acronym) leather and is authentic Ricardo (random famous fashion designer). If you insist on buying it, it's $3,900."

The cashier, who looked suspiciously like Billy Idol, grinned.

"That may be a little too rich for you little girl. That jacket is made from Sarzonia GGIL (MSN for the acronym) leather and is authentic Ricardo (random famous fashion designer). If you insist on buying it, it's $3,900."

Vicky then said, "Well, I happen to be the heir to a massive fortune, so I think I could handle $3,900."

She smiled, and said, "I'll put it on my debit card."

Marquita quietly muttered something in Spanish, something along the lines of "Good God..."

Vicky just spent $3900 on an article of clothing. Fairly pointlessly too, as the labor and shipping costs couldn't have cost more than 25 cents. Meanwhile, Marquita's family was barely 1 rent payment away from losing their dilapidated, roach infested apartment in Colonia.

Billy Idol spoke again: "The rest of the outfit, which includes a black tank top, matching miniskirt, and combat boots costs an extra $12,000, but I think you can afford it."

Marquita quietly muttered something in Spanish, something along the lines of "Good God..."

Vicky just spent $3900 on an article of clothing. Fairly pointlessly too, as the labor and shipping costs couldn't have cost more than 25 cents. Meanwhile, Marquita's family was barely 1 rent payment away from losing their dilapidated, roach infested apartment in Colonia.

Billy Idol spoke again: "The rest of the outfit, which includes a black tank top, matching miniskirt, and combat boots costs an extra $12,000, but I think you can afford it."

Vicky said, "Just the jacket. I'm not greedy."

Billy rang up the jacket and handed it to Vicky.

~*~*~*~

Meanwhile... the virtual Maia began to get up...

Bump!

Billy rang up the jacket and handed it to Vicky.

~*~*~*~

Meanwhile... the virtual Maia began to get up...

Fred then ran to Maia, and socked her in the jaw, repeatedly, until his fists and her face looked like a particle cloud model found in an atomic studies lab.

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Vicky then said, "Thanks."

Fred's strategem worked...
Until his hand was bitten off.

~*~*~*~*~

"So, where to next?" asked Marquita

Fred's strategem worked...
Until his hand was bitten off.

~*~*~*~*~

"So, where to next?" asked Marquita

Fred then simply said, "Tis but a flesh wound."

He then ran back, grabbed a javelin, and threw it at Maia's chest using all of his strength.

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Vicky then said, "Where are the blackjack tables?"

"There are a whole bunch of casinos here, the best ones are in Little LasVegas in Haikou though. The best Casino here is the GA Casino. It's supposed to be run by Gambler's Anonymous."

"There are a whole bunch of casinos here, the best ones are in Little LasVegas in Haikou though. The best Casino here is the GA Casino. It's supposed to be run by Gambler's Anonymous."

Vicky giggled at the irony. An organization meant to cure addicts running a place that hurt them.....anyway, more power to them if they put the money to a good cause.

She then said, "Well, since I'm the foreigner in a strange land, take me to it."

The GA Casino wasn't a fancy place, there were no flashing lights, no neon displays, just bare lightbulbs hanging from the ceiling, some chairs, concrete floors and some desperate, haunted looking people gambling away their money.

"If you're good, you'll become rich. If you're not good... you'll gamble away all your money... And they expect you seek help voluntarily."

The GA Casino wasn't a fancy place, there were no flashing lights, no neon displays, just bare lightbulbs hanging from the ceiling, some chairs, concrete floors and some desperate, haunted looking people gambling away their money.

"If you're good, you'll become rich. If you're not good... you'll gamble away all your money... And they expect you seek help voluntarily."

Vicky wandered to the first blackjack table she found-she always loved blackjack and found it to be her best card game. She sat down, and bet 25 dollars.

The dealer dealt.

Vicky had a 9, the dealer had 20....

~*~*~*

Maia ducked the Javelin, caught it as it was passing her, and then jammed it into Fred's crotch.

The dealer dealt.

Vicky had a 9, the dealer had 20....

~*~*~*

Maia ducked the Javelin, caught it as it was passing her, and then jammed it into Fred's crotch.

Vicky then said, "Hit me."

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Fred staggered, then he grabbed the javelin and rammed it point first into Maia's head using his good arm.

"King."

The dealer took Vicky's $25

~*~*~*~*~
The javelin stuck through Maia's head.

Fred just won.

ooc: UX, online please.

"King."

The dealer took Vicky's $25

~*~*~*~*~
The javelin stuck through Maia's head.

Fred just won.

ooc: UX, online please.

"King."

The dealer took Vicky's $25

~*~*~*~*~
The javelin stuck through Maia's head.

Fred just won.

ooc: UX, online please.

Fred then yelled "F**K yeah! F**K yeah!"

He then quieted down and said to Katrina: "Good game."

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Vicky was surprised. This was one of her first losses in a while.

She decided to play again. Another $25. Another hand. Maybe some better luck.

ooc: http://forums2.jolt.co.uk/showthread.php?t=414883&page=2

This RP acutally has something to do with that one. You'll see why later. MSN me for questions.

Katrina took off her helmet.

"Alright, let's find your sister and Marquita."

~*~*~*~*

Vicky got a 14 from the dealer.