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: The 'gripping' diary of Ed Winchester
: BLZbub_666 October 31, 2012, 02:49:15 PM
Yesterday I think we all decided we'd just about had enough of all this. Rubbish collector? I'm Ed Winchester for news sake! The people of this city need my broadcasting talents and without that, they don't have any news worth talking about!!! I mean just who is that guy with that stupid scar on his face? He needs some proper lessons in reporting on the excitement and thrills that this city is unaware of. A scar from a neighbors kitten, That's nothing kid till you've heard some of my tales.

The band got together and moved out today. A day like any other... but not today. Oh no, we were getting out of this place. And I needed to know what my news crew were capable of.

Tom... Big guy. Likes to be a hero. I like him though. At the sight of trouble he thinks before acting. I look forward to seeing him in full action. I'm sure he could hold a few adoring fans of mine back while I'm doing my reports.

Flux... A little crazy, but we all like a sassy one. I think she just wants to blow some things up. A little on the edge but she could be useful for getting into those locked buildings.

Keys... Yes that's his name from now on folks. He seems right at home with that computer in the library. Dancing fingers over the keys and great at 'unlocking' information. A good reporter always needs someone to get the leads for him to report on.

Aaron... A complicated gentleman, I'm sure you all agree! At first I thought him a coward, reluctant to plant a little media seed about a bomb, though perhaps just a little naive to the power of the media and how this little show works. Then he turns into the caped crusader on the way back to the hostel. Running to defend news knows who, from news knows who with robot limbs. I wouldn't have fancied his chances in a one on three with those guys. Would you?

Finally we have another interesting chap. Likes his tricks and I'm sure he could be a useful distraction whenever I need one. Hay presto my friend, hey presto.

I've managed to acquire some past thrilling stories I have reported on, with the help of 'Keys' today. Tomorrow begins a new dawn... A new day.. A new life.. For me! I'm off to the media buildings.

This will be Ed Winchester, reporting on the darker side of cryogenics and life after the deep freeze.

Now back to the studio...


: Re: The 'gripping' diary of Ed Winchester
: BLZbub_666 November 19, 2012, 12:58:02 PM
Day 2...

I've done it. A foot in the door with the media. Its not a huge break, but I have someone who is ready to listen. All I need now is some proof and we're rolling....

Day 3...
I teamed up with 'keys' again today. I gave the 'revive' eyes the run around today which gave him chance to check out the bunks of peoples names on a list... Nothing.

We tried a Bank to transfer into an account number we have... Nothing (I think the cashier woman must have been attracted to women as there was no budging to my amazing charm.)

We went to the Library to find other bank locations, for Keys to look into having rights to a small fortune and for me to chat to that lovely lady that works there... Turns out she donates to 'revive' and there shouldn't be any anonymous donations as it's all done on computers.... But we know otherwise.

Finally, it seems that the others went out and enjoyed themselves at a shooting range. They seem to have given themselves a day off, which is nice!  I must admit I am a little jealous, I bet they don't even know I'm a crack shot with a rifle and spent most of my time at a range.

Oh we also find a place selling human meat... They say it's vat grown, but it's a possible outlet from people that are being taken from Revive. It's either that or for brainwashed cybernetic spies, or cybernetic limb storage. 

We'll get to the bottom of this. I'm sure we will.
: Re: The 'gripping' diary of Ed Winchester
: BLZbub_666 November 21, 2012, 12:49:45 PM
Day 4...

And in the News... Ed Winchester is back on YOUR screens.

Who would have thought that being 'Ed-napped' in the middle of the night from the Revive hostel would have resulted in this?

I woke up to find myself in a darkened warehouse. My team were already looking around and moving towards the door, looking at tables and calling out for their imaginary robot friends - I guess that without as stunning looks as myself, they don't require as much beauty sleep as me in an evening.

Putting my investigative hat on I started to find out where the crates had come from, and hopefully where they arrived - thus finding out where we were. I had almost found the label when Flux started calling for me. I heroically ran over only to find that she had found a grate... a way out.

Springing to action I started to move the grate and called over the muscle of my team to land a hand. We managed to get the grate open in the nick of time, just as our foe were at the door. "Quick everyone" I called, and we all headed out through the grate and along a passage.

Bravely waiting for everyone to enter the unknown, I waited until they were all safely down before I followed - I was sure they would thank me for that later on.

It seems the passage lead to a closed door up to the streets and lucky for us, 'Keys' had a small crowbar hidden in where I could only assume was an 'internal' safe place!

He managed to get the door open just in time, with some encouraging words from myself and the rest of my team, and we all climbed out to the street level.

It was at this point when I emerged from the hole that I realized my team had 3 agents with guns pointed at them. My instant reactions and quick thinking enabled me to dive back into the hole, all to produce a 'shield of steel' for them in the form of a large metal door.

Unfortunately I didn't count on my team not being as brave as me, and they had all surrendered by the time I produced the door for them to hide behind. An agent approached me and instructed me to drop the door. Again, my quick, media mind, sprung into action and I let go of the door and tilted it to my foe. Unfortunately he dodged out of the way of it and it fell on one of my team's back causing a slight scratch. How was I to know he was already on his knees with his hands behind his head? Too quick to give up... too quick...

I turned to what I do best and sweet talked the agent into finding out his motives. It tuned out he was not there to take us hostage again, so I quickly turned his attention to the 'Ed nappers' that had taken us in the night and were hot on our heels.

The next few minutes went at 'Ed-pace'. the agents worked for a representative of a presidential candidate who happened to be in the area. A quick rundown of our past few days got him on our side and he sprung into action. This guy could have been a great news reporter in another life, I bet!

Once I had him on side with our story he realized that we could help him get votes by protecting the 'Revivals' - Something that has come a little close to my heart since our rebirth. We set forth to bust this case wide open.

The media were there and they loved me as could only be expected. Walker seemed to have borrowed some futuristic shades to cover his face so he was looking quite good and the ladies seemed to love that jawline of his. I told the story and I was back in the show.

Once it all went quiet we went to a hotel for breakfast and then ended up being given a small home for us all. It looks like we have new employment and me... I have the best job of them all.... Presenter of the show!
: Re: The 'gripping' diary of Ed Winchester
: BLZbub_666 November 28, 2012, 01:01:20 PM
So WHAT IS IT with this 'Matter Box' thing? Everyone goes mad with it, making guns, computers, glasses with video recorders in them... This is OUR food. We have no income or any idea of our next direct and the items that we may need to get the answers we want... Yet people go making whatever they want!

I must talk to my team about this. It's CRAZY. It's News WORTHY, It's MAD BEYOND BELIEF.

What IS crazy is the network of pipes going from the toilet to the box? Every time I ask the box for my breakfast, I can't help but think that I'm eating my own Shit! In fact, even worse, I'm eating SOMEONE else's shit!

This has been bugging me, and I've not been able to concentration on the jobs in hand. We have had a heads up from Peterson, we can flyer his cause or investigate the 'Revivals' thefts a little more. I've decided that we can do both. Use the flyering as a front and get the scoops once we're inside. We've also setup gathering intel' by watching the areas at night. We didn't find anything on Sunday night, but it has enabled us to work out which buildings are probably not prime suspects.

Eating my own Shit!!!!

The others have decided that they will get Flux (and maybe Vaughn) inside a suspect building. Posing as fresh revivals they are to go in and search for clues. This is a sound plan but one fraught with danger... I like it.

If I ask for a drink is it my piss? Someone else's piss? Sewer water?

Anyway... We will begin today with Flux getting in there. Tom has gone to try and raise some cash with a gun seller and we are prepping to scout out another place. Who knows what today will bring, but it better be a fine meal at the end of it!
: Re: The 'gripping' diary of Ed Winchester
: BLZbub_666 December 06, 2012, 01:41:53 PM

Who would write that on a wall in our kitchen? And why? That's the answer that we all seek... Well, maybe just me, but then I'm a news reporter slash detective slash celebrity.

Today we followed an old lead that I thought of. Me and Tom went to Ripper Jacks and found that he was willing to take bodies off us in exchange for a better deal on cyber enhancements. Apparently they are needed for when the enhancements don't take to the new host. I don't think he's in the link with these body snatchers as it all seemed too easy. However, we now know that anyone can be a ripper doc if they have had people to experiment on, and there would be a need for a gang that like their crude enhancements to have random bodies to have on hand.

Flux and Vaughn are in a dodgy revival warehouse. We will meet them tomorrow and see what they have found out about the place, lets hope they have been as successful as ME  ;D        and Tom.

We met up with the gentleman that runs the army surplus store. Tom seems to like him and he was a good resource for tapping information from about ripper docs. A good contact indeed.

I must get more people to know who I am. It's been a while!
: Re: The 'gripping' diary of Ed Winchester
: BLZbub_666 December 18, 2012, 12:39:39 PM
Well, things are beginning to look up for Team Ed.

We have secured some large, metal drilling devices that we have fed to Goaty. Enough to keep us going for a while and provide us with some more weaponry.

Flux and Vaughan are in the revival place and we are on guard outside. Ed Winchester in prime position, rifle at the ready and it's back to the good old hunting days. If one of them body snatching robot freaks dares to harm anyone in my team, I'm taking him out - The predator is the prey.

I think everyone sees Ed as the nice guy. And lets face it... I AM  ;D  But I'm also a man on a media mission, and anyone in my way will be knocked aside. It's survival of the fittest baby and I'm doin' pushups.

Well, I'm glad it's not raining. A little cold up here on the roof, but needs must.

And why haven't I been on TV for a while, something really does have to change, and FAST!
: Re: The 'gripping' diary of Ed Winchester
: BLZbub_666 December 19, 2012, 01:25:46 PM
Well the excitement is building up once again. I am currently trying to write this while following a captured Vaughn in a 4x4. We have planted him inside the revival center and it looks like they have taken the bait. 2 men with obvious cyber enhancements have taken him and we have him bugged with a tracker.

Earlier on today he was acting rather strange though. It seems that one of the revivals had taken his mobile phone and when we called it, it blew up killing one man and injuring another quite badly. He was acting very calmly about this though - for a guy that goes on and on about a small scratch on his back from a door grate, he seemed rather 'whatever' about this attempt on his life.

Flux is loosing the plot even more too. She seems to be playing a game involving her imaginary friend Diesel, 'obtaining control' which is disturbing in itself. She also seems to be making a load of things from Goaty, and handed Walker an explosive bullet. We also believe that she may be the Phantom Green Pen writer, or at least her potential alter ego Diesel is.

I'm glad that Walker, Keys, and Tom seem to be remaining level headed though, I could be loosing my mind with the other two. For one moment I was wondering if Vaughn was a cybernetic clone or something as he was acting very strange, I think the paranoia of the future is getting to me!

Oh my god, I think they are taking him to Ripper Jacks... I've got to get in there and delay things....
: Re: The 'gripping' diary of Ed Winchester
: BLZbub_666 January 09, 2013, 12:43:05 PM
Cybernetic men dealt with - check
Ripper Jack detained and questioned - check
Media popularity increased - almost check
Friend's sanity in check... not checked.

Flux is loosing it. She is the 'phantom green pen' but we watched the footage and she is in a trance. It's like she is sleep walking but writing. We questioned her about it and she totally flipped. Her personality totally changed and she was confident, assertive and not like herself at all. A moment passed without questioning and she returned to her self. She said she was scared.

Peterson seems to have 'spoken to Diesel' before and seemed to understand her mental state. I wonder if this is a drawback from the revival process or if Diesel has always been there. An imaginary friend to help protect her when she is scared? Just a mental break from revival? Or something much more sinister that have found it's way into her brain during her revival.

She did mention that they were playing a game of 'Dominance'. I'm worried for her, and I'm worried for all of us. There must be something in these writings. They were put there so we would notice them, they were written to be found, there must be a code to break....

"Can You sEE wHat I SeE"

Alphabet to numbers:

C Y  EE H I S  E
3 25 55 8 9 19 5

Jumbled letters:

Moving letters 1 down:
**Can't see anything here

Moving letters 1 up:

Trying to make DIESEL from same / up 1 down 1 method:
1st letter down 1
2nd letter up 1
3rd & 4th letter the same (or 1 ignored)
5th letter up 1 or 6th letter the same
7th letter the same
8th letter the same (or ignored)

Trying with Ciphertext (13 letters along) ROT13
**Can't see anything here

The Vigenere Ciper also doesn't work with the shift being the number of letters that are capital.

"YoU thINk you KNow, BUt yOU rEALy DoN't"

*Applying 'trying to make DIESEL code'


1st letter down 1 = X
2nd letter up 1 = O
3rd & 4th letter the same (or 1 ignored) = K & N
5th letter up 1 or 6th letter the same = C or O
7th letter the same = U
8th letter the same (or ignored) = E

X O K N C(or O) U E
* Rubbish that didn't work!!!

"TrUSt is HArd to EaRn, eASilY loST"


Or maybe they are just the writings of a mad man. Designed to draw our attention to what is really going on with our friend Flux?

Eugh. I have to get some sleep, maybe I'll dream an answer...
: Re: The 'gripping' diary of Ed Winchester
: BLZbub_666 January 18, 2013, 10:24:18 AM
** If Shorty is ok with this, I'm happy for people to return to the flat and see Ed Winchester asleep at the table with his open diary next to him, a load of paper around him with scribbles of green pen descriptions and the following page of his diary open IC**

An eventful day but I think I finally have it.

It doesn't matter about the words in green, its only about what's happening with Flux.

She's trapped. The poor girl is trapped in a mind cloud caused by the Revival process. Her mind needs opening up. A mastermind of chemical genius, locked away and only her friend Diesel can help her open up.

We have to talk to her about Diesel. I'll let everyone know when they get back. Only Diesel can help her directly. Get her talking to us about Diesel and remembering what her amazing mind is capable of. The more we talk to her about Diesel, the more she can 'ask Diesel' about how to make things.

We must save Flux.

My god, I couldn't even begin to imagine the horror if I forgot how to be an amazing news reporter or that I was Ed Winchester....

Where did the others go to anyway?
: Re: The 'gripping' diary of Ed Winchester
: BLZbub_666 January 24, 2013, 01:08:29 PM
A day off. Haven't had one of these in a while.

Went to the seaside. Well, the coast, to have a look at some GIANT robots. It turns out that whatever they were used for, no-one seems to care any more about their history. One thing that they are though is an excellent testing area for Diesel's explosives.

I think Vaughn was concerned about the testing. Throwing a bouncing bomb down the stairs and allowing it to explode May Not seem like a great idea, and to be honest it did have its drawbacks due to deafening us all. A at least we now know what they are capable of.

'Test 01' has taken place, bounce trajectories calculated and damage per square inch has been noted. Now I know how far away I need to be from one of those if it gets used.

After that excitement we headed to a casino. Full of Lesbians again! What is it with this century and it's women?

Diesel went home which gave me a chance to talk to Vaughn about the whole Flux/Diesel thing... He's far too emotional, something to bare in mind for future missions. He sides with Flux, the innocent quiet girl. Even when I tell him about the mind of Diesel - the confidence, the genius... He still wants to keep Flux around. Why doesn't he see that Flux is holding Diesel back? Why can't he see that everything that Diesel/Flux has worked for is being taken away by the virus of a child's mind?

I'll have to get the others to understand.
: Re: The 'gripping' diary of Ed Winchester
: BLZbub_666 January 31, 2013, 01:18:41 PM
How come this pencil scratches so loudly on paper? I mean it's sharp so surely it shouldn't scratch that loud on paper?

'Keys' or Leo as he is apparently called, is in the living room. I can't see him through the semi closed doorway but I can hear him over this scratching. This new hearing is going to be great.... When I get used to it that is.

I can now pick out a conversation from really far away. Enhanced hearing capabilities and level dampening (or something like that it was called.) I can also record it onto a small computer chip for playback later, this will make for a GREAT media tool.

I think this is the first step to many other improvements. I think I'll get super human sight next. I was reading about it in the hospital, they can make an eye do any number of things. I think I'll make a shopping list:

Robot eye
Video recorder
zoomy in feature
night sight

If I get all that, then I should be able to get a visual and audio feed to record on my chips. Amazing evidence collecting and for reviewing at a later date. Wait a minute... I think FLUX Diesel had some kind of voice module thing implanted... With my ability to capture audio, I wonder if she he it she could simulate a voice if I could get her to hear it? Now that would be great for flushing out no-good criminals.

I didn't catch what the others managed to get, but I'm assuming Leo will now be 90% robot (If he had the cash), Tom will have something to make his firearm even better and Walker will have a pair of my glasses stapled to his head... Now that's an idea!

Here's signing off, I've been 'Robo Winchester'.
: Re: The 'gripping' diary of Ed Winchester
: BLZbub_666 February 06, 2013, 12:13:00 PM
It all happened so fast, yet all in slow motion.

Like in one of those movies they had just brought out in his previous life.

The Matrix.

The power at Schmits went out and with enhanced hearing Ed Winchester heard the sound of a hand held metal ball bouncing on the floor through the lowering metal security door at the front of the building.

“Get Dow…..” was all he had time to say before the explosion reverberated around the inside of the building. Smoke began to fill the room as everyone dived for cover for the upcoming battle. Again, like one of the old wartime films, Ed activated his hearing dampening so he could focus in on the sounds coming from the doorway. It sounded like the movies depicted when a grenade had gone off near a soldier and his hearing was all muffled. Distant screams, doors slamming shut and the faint voice of Schmit cursing as he frantically bashed a button under his desk to no avail were all a faint low volume to him.

Another grenade bounced in through the door way, as clear as anything to Ed, a split second to try and locate the exact position and to squeeze the trigger. The semi-auto rattled a 3 burst shot towards the doorway, hoping that if this one was an explosive it would detonate away from him and the rest of his team. Did he hit anything? He didn’t know, but luck had it that more smoke simply filled the room.

Schmit shouted something about called shots, a faint cry to Ed’s dampened hearing but just enough to be acknowledged that his quick reactions were not welcomed without a call beforehand. ‘Had this Schmit ever been in the heat of a war zone or was it all just theory?’ Ed thought as he didn’t regret his actions for one second. When the bullets are flying past and the Taliban are storming in on a camp, no-one has a moment to call a shot. This was one of those moments, this was react or die!

Ed was in cover in the middle of the shop, not an ideal place, and he knew that Tom was over near one of the walls and the rest of the team along with Schmit were behind the counter. No time to think what they were doing, all he knew was he had an edge over them, blinded but putting new his hearing to good use, he had the doorway covered.

SLAM, a door at the back slammed shut as one of the team must have been going for either weapons or to see if there was an escape rout out the back way. At the front door Footsteps, they were coming in.

‘No moment to think, ED’ and another squeeze of the trigger as bullets sprayed under the doorway to hold them back. It sounded like something hit someone. The faint sound of a body hitting the ground and a curse from someone. Not a scream of pain, simply a hindrance – Ed’s gun was not powerful enough to hurt these guys, they were prepared and armoured.

Shots entered the room from the doorway. A spray of bullets from the now crouching attacker flew into the room in a wide arc and hit Vaughn. What was Vaughn doing? As the smoke was clearing a little in the shop now Ed could see Vaughn and Keys pushing in some mannequins to use as decoys. A good plan but unfortunate timing as Vaughn hit the deck in a crumpled heap.

BANG, it could be heard even over everything. Schmit had fired a high powered rifle towards the doorway. The sound was sweet to Ed’s ears, that familiar sound of a powerful weapon. He looked down at the semi-auto in his hand, ‘sad times Ed Winchester, sad times’.

Tom sprung into life. Like Schmits gun was an oversized starting pistol for a race. The marine leapt over the counter and shot under the doorway to protect Vaughn’s now helpless body.

THUD, the crumpling sound of a man hitting the deck from the other side of the shutter door told Ed that Tom had finished someone off. Tom and Schmit now had the front covered and Ed realised it was time to save Vaughn.
Vaughn was bad, very bad. Keys had dragged Vaughn’s body behind the counter and the both of them were lying down when Ed vaulted over the counter to join them. Vaughn looked up at him through a gas mask, startled and confused. His leg was pumping out blood and his eyes were closing.

“SPEED HEAL” Ed shouted as he reached for his applicator and injected his fallen friend with the nannobots. Vaughn’s eyes opened in seconds as the machines rebuilt the skin over the wound and began their work on reconstructing the muscle at an alarming rate.

“Where were the others? Diesel and Walker”. ‘They must be upstairs covering the back’ Ed thought. Keys acknowledged Ed aiding Vaughn and ran through the back door, presumably to join the other two on the top floor. Vaughns second wind had kicked in from the nannobots as he reached for what only Ed could think of was a small hand cannon. Crouching with his back still against the counter, he pointed the cannon at the door that Keys has just run through.

BOOM!!!! That was the back door. It was breached. Nothing sounds the same as several inches of steel coming off hinges and slamming on the ground.

BOOM!!! A Grenade, ‘was that Keys? Is he ok or did he throw it?‘ The only way to tell was to open the door and let Vaughn take a shot. The door swung open and Vaughn took his shot at the enemy and recalled from the hand cannons mighty roar.

It is hard to watch a fallen friend, already in a bad shape, pulling a trigger on a weapon that clearly he didn’t know how to use. There was a moment that Ed thought his hearing was malfunctioning. Everything went silent for a split second as he witnessed Vaughn’s arm jolt backwards and his shoulder smash into the counter behind him. He heard the intense scream of pain from Vaughn before he blacked out. And then the noise of the battle was back.

Tom and Schmit still had the front covered so the only thing left to do was support the back of the building. Ed leaned in through the back doorway and took in the scene. Lying in the doorway was a body which was currently on fire from some kind of explosive that had gone off… ‘Good one keys, good one’, a bullet hole the size of someone fist was visible from the hand cannon’s devastation with blood pouring out from the body, he was down and out for sure.

A man could be seen sitting in a jeep through the now blown hole in the back of the building where the steel door once stood. A moment to think and a squeeze of a trigger once again. “SHIT, hit the door” Ed cursed to himself as the driver turned and returned fire… And then it was all over.

Whatever Diesel and Walker were up to, they managed to take out the Jeep at the back. Ed swung back round the door, facing the inside of the shop once again. Tom was over a body of a man on the floor and another attacker dropping his gun to the ground surrendering.

To the ground…. The ground where Schmit lay motionless…

: Re: The 'gripping' diary of Ed Winchester
: BLZbub_666 February 14, 2013, 04:32:59 PM
Schmit was Dead... The team was questioned and released as innocent in the whole ordeal.

It turns out that the attackers were the remnants of the gang of cyber body snatchers and now they were all gone... But so was Schmit...

"Oh well" Ed thought to himself as he shrugged to himself while lying on his old bed. Oh well.... Oh well... There would have been a time not too long ago that he would have felt really bad about it, but now it was just another body sacrificed to a personal war. Was this what the doctors were talking about with emotional deprivation caused by cyberware? Am I less humane now, or less human all together? "Oh well", there it was again, time to think about getting an eye done. There's always sacrifices when getting the best scoop and this would do it nicely.

Senator Anders had met with them that evening, personally. An honor really so he must be impressed or want something from Team Winchester. Even though we owed him everything really, he still acted like he was obliged to pay us for our troubles... Diesel was right, something may be a miss, but lets go for the ride and see where it takes us.

Ed looked down at his packed bag next to his bed, his rifle propped up against it.

"Time to go hunting for the Anti-Christ" he said as he sat up.
: Re: The 'gripping' diary of Ed Winchester
: BLZbub_666 February 20, 2013, 01:14:37 PM
I now see the world in a very different way. I hear in digital, see in digital and will probably dream in digital.

These 'enhancements' show me the true world. What people are really doing, talking about and all with pin point accuracy. The media is in my minds eye and I feel invincible. Diesel is also looking good, he's got this throat device that allows him to imitate voices, a fantastic device I'm sure for cracking open cases. We can share memory chips too, anything I record with audio and visual, diesel could plug in and imitate.... But what about the others?

Walker doesn't look any different. He had something very subtle done as he came back all jumpy, not much of an enhancement in my eyes, but it's something to do with his reflexes. I hope he's not going crazy and getting nervous twitches.

Tom also didn't seem to have any work done, but I know he did. Something about bone lacing. I must assume it perhaps makes his bones stronger. Maybe his thawing process had problems and he was keeping quiet about.

Keys is going for a similar setup to my hearing work, but says he's saving up for a robotic arm. He keeps going on about something about hacking into the net. I think this may be crucial to breaking into places when we need to get a scoop.

Vaugan.... Vaugan.... Vaugan... Bought a car! I think it's like the 90's equivalent to the skoda in today's time. But it's his first car, it's his, and he's happy. I am worried that he's not got any work done yet though. If we're getting more and more difficult jobs to do, surely the threat is going to be higher and he will need to adapt or could end up dead! Which would be a shame, nice guy, shame to see him go.

We got a scoop with Fredric Christ and got past his goons without too much trouble. I really do have difficulty reading these half aliens, their faces look like ET's arse! I mean, how am I meant to read their expressions when they are full of ironed out skin and huge eyes, Fucking Wierdo's.

I'm in such a bad mood, I've got a headache and I've had to kiss Fredric's arse today, and I'll have to re-watch this footage over and over again tonight to try and judge his sincerity.

: Re: The 'gripping' diary of Ed Winchester
: BLZbub_666 February 27, 2013, 02:28:39 PM
How did he not spot the guy in the hat?

Diesel is a wily one and had noticed the guy lurking in the background when everyone left. Perhaps its years of paranoia that trained him for his time on the outside?

Sitting in the restaurant and analyzing the recorded footage that Ed had captured from Fred Christ on Key's arm computer, Vaughn noticed Fred's expressions were a miss when discussing the church...

How did he not spot that in the Transient?

It must have been because it reminded Vaughn of a drunk guy playing poker. Dealing with drunk people wasn't Ed's style, he was more of a ladies man.......  :-\

Keys did some internet surfing while they all sat in the restaurant. After face planting his dinner he awoke again to tell us that the church was heavily protected from outside cyber infiltration and he would need to get inside. He did however find a face that kept popping up from media interviews with Fred Christ, a chap that always seemed to be  getting beat up by Fred's heavies.... Perhaps he knew something that they didn't? It was time to go back in.

How did he not spot the guy in the hat.... again?

Diesel clocked the guy and Ed moved in to get him in a 'passing' interview. After cutting the cameras and saying that they wanted some dirt on Fred Christ, the guy in the hat agreed to go to a nearby pub and spill the beans. Turns out his sister went missing when becoming a 'daughter of Christ' or some shit like that. Seems like Mr Christ has a thing for transient girls and is potentially using the front of the 'church' to facilitate his desires.

"Either way this is great news to discredit the opposition party if we could get proof of what he is doing with their money, or to discredit his actions and therefore words to get the Transients to vote for ANY party..."

Keys needs some time to get ready to hack the cameras from inside the district.

Ed and Diesel need to get in there again and find a good secluded spot for keys to hack in

Walker and Tom need to attend a funeral with Vaughn, just before he... well...

Just before Vaughn becomes a Transient woman to get close to Fred Christ.  :-*

Brilliant!  ;D
: Re: The 'gripping' diary of Ed Winchester
: BLZbub_666 March 07, 2013, 10:55:30 AM
As the streets of the future flew past Ed Winchester in the windscreen of Vaughn’s car, it all looked like blurry haze of mixed neon colours and shadowy outlines. Diesel sat on his knee in the passenger seat and although they were crushed into a space that seemed humanly impossible for two people to fit into, there was a closeness there that Ed needed at this moment. Perhaps it was the alcohol that rushed through his veins that skewed his thoughts about Diesel, or perhaps it was the companionship of another after such a horrifying day and night that had resulted in the stirrings of a split in the party. Whatever it was, he was glad it was there.

Earlier in the day the plan had been initialised. Diesel and Ed Winchester were to run interference and distract the guards and any onlookers from noticing a small internet hacker friend of theirs from breaking into the electronic security of the Christ building in the Angels 8 district. After Atari’s first venture into the internet they all new that only moments passed in the real world when lengthy research could be done inside the ‘net’.

Diesel planted the flash grenade in the trash can and the screams of the alien freak looking into it were plenty enough to grab the surrounding guards attention. Ed jumped into action and exasperated the situation by forcing a running commentary from the guards, inducing panic from all around…

It was then that he noticed Atari lying on the ground, his body charred and smoking. Was he dead?

“Look inside this bin at this device, quick give me the camera.” Ed ordered the hand held device from Diesel as he saw the expression on Diesels face grow to one that mimicked his own when he looked over at their fallen friend. Diesel was free to run distraction number 2. Ed pulled in another guard that was running over to them, gathering them up like flocking sheep.

BANG! Diesel added to the concert of chaos further away, Ed was the shepherd and flocked the guards to the scene, Diesel was on the way back to Atari’s fallen body…. He was gone!

Once Ed was obviously not wanted any more, the stern looks accompanied by towering figures of alien mutated muscle were enough to make anyone know they had outstayed their welcome, it was time to go and find where Diesel had gotten to. Ed’s phone read ‘Gone to Ken’s pub’ so he began the walk briskly to meet up with Diesel and Atari and find out what information they had found.

“Where’s Keys?” Ed questioned Diesel as he strode through the pub doors.



“Yeah. What you drinking?”

“Beer please. Have you contacted the others about him?”

“Yeah, left a message but they’re not answering. Fred Christ has him, I called Atari’s phone and he said to go an pick him up.”

“Well all we can do is wait and see what the others say. But this may work in our favour. We can send Miss Vaughn in to go and pick him up, posing as his friend. The lady boy could say that Key’s has been  working with a small media firm and the thirst for a story has made him greedy. All of this could get our man on the inside a doorway in?”

“Yeah, great idea. So we just sit here and wait for the others?”

“Sounds good to me. I bet I can hit that dartboard with this dart in my left hand….”

Several hours later Schmit’s funeral was over and the others rung back. They arrived in the pub where Ed and Diesel sat around a table with more empty bottles on and around it than a recycling bottle back from the late 1990’s.

“YOU LEFT A MAN BEHIND” Tom was not happy. In fact the remaining conversation between everyone had nothing nice about it. Tom was furious and not seeing sense in the story. How was he blaming Ed and Diesel for messing up? Their side of the plan was completed with upmost success and involved them being far away from Keys.

“BUT YOU LEFT A MAN BEHIND” There it was again. Perhaps it was a marine thing? Perhaps it was because Ed and Diesel were drunk and having a great time while they waited for the others to arrive. That may have something to do with it.

“Well if you guys answered your phone then you would have been here sooner.” Diesel tried fighting back but Tom was already too far gone. He stormed out with Walker, so Diesel and Ed finished their pints.
Sat in the black van, Tom and Walker sat in the front in silence. A heavily beaten Atari sat in the back, covered in bandages and cuts, violated all within an inch of his life.

“What happened Kid” Ed flung the van doors open and got into the back of the van.

“Yeah what happened” Diesel followed.

“You left me…..” Atari said quietly.

“Yeah man you got fried and when we got to you, you were gone” Diesel explained.

“Did you faceplant before frying or just fry?” Ed asked. Perhaps it wasn’t the best way of asking. Alcohol can really make a difference between what is thought and what comes out. Any sober man would have simply asked if he got any info, but Ed remembered Keys faceplanting that time in the restaurant and then coming out with his findings.

“Tom, pass me your gun.” An odd request from Atari but Tom agreed. “Ed where’s the safety?”

“Here you go kid, but what happened? Did you get the info or fuck up?”

It was at this point that Atari broke. The gun wavered upwards in his weakened arm and his finger pulled the trigger at Ed. “YOU GUYS FUCKED UP AND FUCKING LEFT ME. Tom stop the van I’m getting out.”

“Fuck this. I’m out.”  Diesel got out too.

“I’m with you, Fuck this bollox” Ed dusted off his jacket and followed Diesel to Vaughn’s car that had pulled up behind the van and they both squeezed into the passenger seat.

“Atari get back in, they’ve gone.”  Tom just wanted to get the team all home and safe… Must be a marine thing.

Ed rested his head on Diesel’s shoulder. “I got your back”
Diesel rested back towards Ed “I got your back. BFF?”
Ed smiled and raised a little finger towards Diesel “BFF.”

: Re: The 'gripping' diary of Ed Winchester
: BLZbub_666 March 14, 2013, 12:15:38 PM
To say the events of the last few hours have been revealing would be both an understatement and an overstatement.

We began the day with a team meeting after yesterday’s fiasco. We explained to Tom and Walker that although we had turned to drink over the situation, we were waiting for them as we had no method of storming in as a 2 man squad to get Keys, which would have linked us to him – thus blowing our in-rout as a media interest group, and we had no intention of being part of the team to get him because of this. We decided to move on with the mission and not to split up again!

Working on the truth that Christ’s security had been attacked the day before, and that Tom and Walker had posed as a military unit designated to bringing in ex military revivals that had gone crazy, we devised a plan for Diesel to imitate Christ’s voice and call the opposition party. Hopefully we could flush out his contact and gain some inside information.

Diesel really came into his own. Just enough panic to be swearing, yet enough to remain in control of the situation. A meeting was established at a park that ‘Diesel Christ’ insisted with the unknown man on the end of the phone, and the stage was set.

The agents are good. A few suited individuals crowded around our informant to be. The plain clothed agents are even better. I nearly didn’t notice them and still to this moment don’t really know if I did notice them or simply other people in the park. I know some of them were there, the slight glances out of the corner of their eyes, the patterned rout around a jogging path with occasional stops in the same place to tie a shoelace, or take a drink… Very professional. I wonder if Peterson’s guys are that good, or if I simply haven’t noticed them before I had my cybernetic implants?

From my vantage point I was able to get everything I needed. Sound dampening cut out all surrounding sounds other than the conversation, enhanced visual capabilities got a good close up of our man, Ming! All without a glint of a camera or a planted microphone, the future is indeed a wonderful place for a top crack reporter like Ed Winchester.

After it had all died down we headed back to our new pad. Diesel took a call from Ming and it turns out that after my name had been dropped, it had been researched and come up with links to Peterson and our campaign employers. I am to be taken out of the picture if ‘Diesel Christ’ sees me again. It’s about time!!!

With great fame comes great responsibility, I’M ED WINCHESTER AND YOU BETTER KNOW IT!

We are making our way to Peterson right now. The findings are a gold mine I think. Not concrete evidence of exactly what and who is involved, but enough evidence that something is going on. This chip in my brain is probably worth more than the rest of me right now. God it’s good to be back in this game.
: Re: The 'gripping' diary of Ed Winchester
: BLZbub_666 March 25, 2013, 01:12:27 PM
I… Spy… With my ‘super doper enhanced robot eye (of doom tm) something beginning with “Where they hell are those guys and why haven’t they called in yet?”

Diesel laughed over the phone speaker. They had been on stakeout for several hours now and the most exciting thing that had happened involved Ed suggesting the others went off in transit just and him and Diesel would stay back in case it was a decoy. Ed thought he knew Fred Christ’s type. He must have gotten wind that something was wrong by now. After all, the larger number of security were present at the Angels 8 district and for those to have turned up out of the blue, Christ must have called Chang and asked what was going on… The truth of the matter was, he thought the first van was a decoy and with the others out of the way, him and Diesel could have a bit of fun calling in Petersons crack squad when the real trafficking happened, fire off some shots of his hunting rifle, and diesel could blow some shit up….

As it turns out, the most fun they were having was a very VERY long game of ‘I spy’….

“So where are they Diesel? Surely they have followed it to a stop by now?”


“I hope they’ve not gotten blown up or anything, though if it did happen, at least we weren’t there this time to be blamed”


“You’re bored aren’t you Diesel?”


“Do you think we have been a bit hard on Keys? Atari, or whoever he is? I mean, he’s come from the past where he was a computer wiz-kid, but just keeps failing with modern day computer hacking. Perhaps it’s just moved on so much that he needs better kit or a ‘Net for dummies’ book?”

“Oh, can we buy him that Book, please Ed?”

“Hahaha, seriously though Diesel, I think I feel a bit bad about the poor kid. I may donate a few dollars to his new kit campaign. After all, we will need him one day to be an internet hacking genius. I’d rather him be good at shutting down a sentry robot as it targets me running through an exploding building with a fine girl holding onto my hand – rather than it blowing me to bits.”


“Where are they though…. Man I’m just going to start picking guards off for fun if they don’t hurry up. I mean look at him, do you see him, the one that looks like something out of the x-files… HAHAHAHA, TAKE ME TO YOUR LEADER…”
: Re: The 'gripping' diary of Ed Winchester
: BLZbub_666 March 28, 2013, 12:41:49 PM
*** Sez - Will you help me write my (or our if you want) writeup for the last game that I didn't attend? ***

“Hi, I’m Ed Winchester, and the news today. Bob the Transient has just left his post to be replaced by ‘Random Dave 19’ the transient. He’s new to these parts and it looks like ‘Random Dave 8’ is no longer the largest of the bunch and it’s obvious that tensions are brewing between them. Meanwhile ‘Old Big eyes’ the village nerd seems to have realised that his hands aren’t as big as they should be. Perhaps it’s time to get more work done and re-write that DNA for the 3rd time this year?”

“Hehehehe. Over”

“Diesel, I’m so Bored. Over”

“Me too. Over”

“I’ve been wondering Diesel… Why did Flux see you as a Robot with Lazers for eyes? I mean, it’s a strange one really. Do you want to be a Robot? This future is amazing and you could be if you wanted.... Over”
: Re: The 'gripping' diary of Ed Winchester
: Sez March 28, 2013, 06:48:06 PM
'I have always been a robot. To be honest there are worst things I could have been.. a pony.. a monkey with a fez... a fluffy bunny. If anything I owe that girl that for coming up with something vaguely cool. Now I'm in the driving seat I want to be the best robot I can be... and if it takes years to graft the metal to my bones.'

Diesel looked at the clock display on the phone. It had been nearly two hours since the others had chased after the van.

'I'm gonna ring Tom and find out what's going on.. this is taking too long. Over.'

'Don't be too long.'

Ring Ring Ring

'Hello?' grunted Tom.
'I'm Bored!'

'The other person has hung up.... beep..'


Diesel fumbled with the phone looking for Leo's number.

'Hello?' mumbled Leo, his voice sounding stressed.
'Where are you? There is nothing going on here and fucking Tom just hung up on me!'
'We are at a hotel where they took the girls. I'll text you the details but we need to get Walker to the hospital. He's in a pretty bad way.'
'Will you still be there in thirty minutes? It's going to take us a while to get to you?'
'Erm... I won't be Tom and Vaughan are staying to question people.'
'Ok, well we'll head off then'

'Hi, I'm Ed Winchester. Still rather bored on stakeout.'
'Ed - get to the shop on the corner.. we're hiring a taxi. Over.'
'Right, on my way..'

: Re: The 'gripping' diary of Ed Winchester
: BLZbub_666 April 02, 2013, 12:54:05 PM
Ed walked around the corner to a very sad Diesel pacing in circles, a taxi pulls up. The driver leans over ''Taxi'?

So Walker's got himself shot up again? I was hoping the call would be something like they have tailed them to the location and it's not a diversion and to get there and we'll go in as a team.... Looks like they split up and didn't wait for backup, something we got a grilling about last time, aye?

Yeah.. And they hung up on me. Just like last time when they were at that funeral.

OK. Lets just get Walker to safety and we can bring this up another time.

Yeah.... Driver, take us to ****

Right you are missus.


Oh ok sorry Miss... ter?

Just drive please sir, we have a dying friend and we're the rescue party.

The taxi pulled into the traffic and onto the highway nearby. Those familiar lights began flashing by as Diesel and Ed Winchester traveled to the scene.
: Re: The 'gripping' diary of Ed Winchester
: BLZbub_666 April 04, 2013, 01:42:12 PM
Ed and Diesel arrived back at the flat. Walker wasn't in good shape and the others looked tired and deflated. The girls had all gotten away, their investigations at the crime scene had resulted in the findings of 1 x pube and that was about it. But this was the future, this was 'find a pube and find a man' territory. The team rested up, tomorrow was going to be a long one...

Bzzz Bzzzz. Vaughn had learnt how to send texts it seems and asked Ed to go across the hall to look at his findings. After a quick 10 minute groom of the hair, Ed entered Vaughns flat and was overwhelmed with the number of newspaper cuttings that surrounded one tired looking Vaughn in the middle of the sea of ink.

They began discussing possible candidates that could be into Transient ladies. Past stories, political agendas, where they had been the other day. Everyone had an alibi apart from 1.

Atari entered the room asking for a pube. The team had begun to get used to his odd requests. His lack of social understandings and interaction skills were a warm relief to the seriousness of day to day life since they all woke up. He left for Toms room, scanner in hand and other palm open in pube accepting position.

After a little more investigation in both rooms, Vaughn and Ed went to Toms room.

"Glad you're here" Tom said, I think we have our man.

"Let me guess" Vaughn began

"Anders" Ed finished

"Looks like it" Atari finished.

The rest of the day involved lots of talking. Diesel almost nodded off from time to time and Ed, Tom and Walker pushed hard in the battle for leadership in their next mission objective... Operation Spill the beans!

Ed remembered the card that Anders had passed him and it was decided that he would call and as subtly as possible, hint that they needed a meeting with him and JUST him, before the campaign elections began tomorrow. The call was made, the hint was dropped, and the meeting was arranged.

They decided to stay the night at Schmits old place. Just in case they were eliminated for having sensitive information.

The next morning came, the trip to the huge building was a pensive one. Everyone had a restless nights sleep bedding down on army mats and bed rolls, everyone other than Walker and Tom it seemed.

Bzz Bzzz Toms phone alerted him to a text from an unknown number. A text requested them to ask at reception for a package, which was dutifully passed over to Tom and opened.

'I don't know what you have done but do not go into that meeting room. There are secret service in there. Get out. Hide. Do NOT go in there. P.'

"What the fuck is this?" Tom stated, and passed the note around for all to see.

"I don't know, I don't care. I've had enough of double crossing, paranoia, and bullshit from other people right now. All we have is Anders money, his campaign, his reputation. Without this we're picking up shit into bags and I'd rather be shot to death by secret service than that." Ed proudly stated.

The chorus of "yeah" rang around them all.

"I'm going in. You guys can come too, or if you hear shooting, just get out safely. I've talked my way out of more than this before, and we have everything we have also located off-site."

Shortly after, the team entered the meeting room, Ed sat down on the opposite side of a small table int he middle of the room and began talking to Anders on the other side. He explained the Meeting with Ming and (Diesel) Christ, what had been said and that it involved where he may have been the other night.

"yeah they know, yeah, it looks like they know everything" One of the secret security men whispered into an ear piece and concealed microphone.

The security team began to draw weapons!
: Re: The 'gripping' diary of Ed Winchester
: BLZbub_666 April 12, 2013, 11:33:51 AM
Rain… The sort of rain that tells a story. A story of bedrail, murder and the mighty fist of political powers.

Only a few hours ago I was sitting in a board room, 4 guns pointing at me and holding a fake gun under the table pointed at their spokesman. I say their spokesman because he most definitely wasn’t candidate Anders. The one man we thought didn’t seek to gain anything from political espionage, had sent a body double and had just issued our execution.

They say ‘knowledge is power’, but at this point it looked like ‘just to be safe’ had all of the power in this room.

Height of table: 700mm, width of table: 900mm, estimated time to vault it and break the spokesman’s neck: 3 seconds, number of shots fired at a moving target:  4, estimated hits from experts: 3 to chest, average penetrating armour hits: 1.5, anticipated damage: light….

Peterson boldly strides into the room, 2 guards in tow just as I was about to unleash my acrobatic attack on their clone. He says he’s in charge, his men pat us down and we all look around at each other. Who is in the know? Is Peterson here to pull the trigger, or here to take us away from all this? Lets role with it, if Peterson needs taking down, this may be our last chance to get close to him. The game is afoot.

Peterson leaves his lackies to do the dirty work and makes his escape. That dirty rotten politician, he’s in on it isn’t he, and we have just been playing a part in their game to increase votes. But we’ve been too good, we’ve gotten too much, too close… and what doesn’t add up is why they aren’t bothered that one of our team isn’t here?

On the rooftop. This is when the rain began. I should have brought an umbrella for my execution, though perhaps I didn’t have one because today would not be that day. Tom pulled a small pistol from his sleeve and shot the first of Anders men. The guards gun skidded across the wet floor and was within my reach. I rolled, grabbed the gun and took a shot. It missed but served its purpose as a distraction in our direction. Diesel had a few precious moments and unleashed an ear deafening scream from his modified voice cyberwear. 2 guards hit the ground and one remained, I took another shot and this time it was true to the guards head. The only execution today was that of the other two guards who were clutching their ears, Peterson’s men placed their weapons to the back of their heads and issued their judgement.

Peterson was obviously not our man. Anders wants us dead, but why? As the rain picked up its momentum and beat down on the bloodied scene. Peterson’s air transport cut through the sky and landed next to us, this was what Walker did, he was our escape, he was our flight out of this twisting story of growing confusion.

‘Keys’ was sitting at Schmitts watching the news. A report came in that the media were on the scene of Angels 8. Accused of Terrorist activity, the transients were being wiped out!


“What have you done you bastard?”

“Not me, perhaps you’ve been double crossed?”

“I don’t know, I just know I’m getting bombed to shit! All this because of 2 dead prostitu…….”

That was all we needed. The final piece of the puzzle. Illegal trafficking for sex was one thing, but murder afterwards? That was career destroying.

We met with Peterson that night, in the shell of a great machine of war. How fitting that these titans defended us at one time and now were lost, just as we had defended the Anders campaign and now found ourselves on the run from that which we protected.

We have 2 days. 2 Days to clean this up. 2 Days to get Anders out of the running with no proof. But he doesn’t know that, he doesn’t know we have nothing and we know he’s willing to over react at the slightest hint of spreading the news.

Spreading the news… That’s what I do….  That’s what I do because I’m Batman Ed Winchester
: Re: The 'gripping' diary of Ed Winchester
: BLZbub_666 April 17, 2013, 11:29:43 AM
Ed’s notes are scribbled on the back of a piece of paper found at Schmits place. Something about a stock take is discarded on the reverse.

1)   It’s Anders the Democrat. The real Anders likes to get kinky and abusive with Transients. He’s gone a bit far and now is scared about evidence coming out. He discredits the Transients publicly using the media so that everyone thinks badly of them, softening any potential blow that he’s been involved in two of their demise. He orders our silence just to be safe and then has all bases covered.

2)   It’s the Republicans. They have been playing us all along. Fred Christ finds out where Anders DNA is located as he has had a double made. Working with the Republicans, they get one (or more) made themselves and use it to frame the real Anders with footage of what looks like him and Transients. Ming new that Christ hadn’t setup the meeting with him in the park and sowed the seeds to us to validate our distrust in Anders.

This Falls down at two points. Firstly if the Republicans wanted the footage from Fred and he was holding it from them, they would not have needed to be so public with the media. They could have sent heavies in and trashed everything to get what they want. Secondly, when we had that visit from Anders at our flat, he was enigmatic, eloquent and everything expected from a politician… Definitely NOT a meat suit double. He handed me the phone number, He answered in a meeting and agreed to meet us at the event where we were attempted to be silenced.

3)   Anders is Missing. The Republicans could have kidnapped Anders. They could have taken his phone and replaced him with either a well informed meat suit or a body double. This would answer the phone number I was given by ‘him’, but seems unlikely they would have gone this deep into framing someone.

The data we got from the guards who stated they work for Anders, from Angels 8 showed footage of Anders in an ‘act’ with Transients. This would be the largest, most well planned republican strike at the democrats to get their own people to turn against Anders, ever known to man. Could they do it? Probably. Would they do it? Lots of risks and requires perfect turns at every corner…

What keeps bugging me : Are we doing the republicans work for them? Have they had a hand in using us to bring down the democrat front runner. Even if he is a bad man, have we done all of their work for free?

Do we bring Anders down?      Yes / No    yes    NO !!!   YES !
: Re: The 'gripping' diary of Ed Winchester
: BLZbub_666 April 24, 2013, 01:16:38 PM
Walker had been an interesting character. Sometimes heroic when faced with cyber enhanced punks, racing towards fellow revivals in need, pushing to rescue the people of Angels 8, then sometimes he had been quiet, thoughtful and rational.

‘But now he’s not with us.’

They had spoken about not splitting the team, that safety was when they were in numbers, but now they were 1 number down… 1 man down in their team.

Walker had been so close to death before, out of the fight. Like the time he didn’t wear armour to a gun fight, the time when  he wore armour and got a wall shot into his face. But now he wasn’t walking with them as they travelled deeper into the secret areas of Fred Christ’s Church.

Diesel had blown the doors of hideout off the hinges, Walker would have said something about that, but not today, all were silent as the smoke cleared and the rest of the team moved onwards. Always onwards…

The hunt for Fred Christ continued. He’s the one with the answers, he’s the one that is the key to the cloning and who he was playing.
: Re: The 'gripping' diary of Ed Winchester
: BLZbub_666 May 08, 2013, 11:50:54 AM
It all happened so fast…

Tom and Walker entered Christ’s stronghold and Diesel and Ed took up sniper positions. Diesel got spotted by the republican muscle man’s goons as they made their leave from the building. 2 goons closed in on their location. Diesel took the shot with his crossbow… Miss. Ed followed up with his rifle, the goons head exploded. The body stood for a second as it span around with the force of the shot, flinched, and fell to the ground.

Moments passed and no sign of the other goon.

“He’s got one of those pills on him.” Diesel excitedly bellowed at Ed.

“OK, but if you want to go down there just be careful. Load that crossbow and I’ve got your back if he comes round the other side.”

Diesel ran down to the corner of the building and glanced to see where the other goon was.


Diesel’s small, childlike, delicate frame almost flew from the ground. His cybernetic eye piece shattered into the air exposing a mixture of wires, attached to flesh and bone. Blood flew from the other side of his face as the bullet exited with a devastation 10 times larger than its entry. Diesel lay motionless.

Ed vaulted over the debris, out of the window and ran over to his friend. His rifle slung over his shoulder, he drew his automatic SMG as he dashed to the scene. Ed’s Eyes welled up with tears as he got closer to Diesel’s lifeless body. Ed plunged his only use of ‘speed heal’ into Diesels neck… Nothing.

The goon was coming round the opposite corner of the building. Ed remained crouched and stretched his arm straight towards the corner. Through tear washed eyes he saw his foe turn the corner and bring his gun down to Ed’s level… The weapon roared with anger, hatred, as Ed emptied the entire clip at the goons face. He watched as the jawbone disappeared and the recoil moved the line of devastation up the goons head… His nose collapsed, his eyes exploded and finally his skull caved in from the massive trauma of the array of bullets.

Ed turned back to Diesel, he reached for his ‘synth skin’ and took a detailed look at Diesel’s neck… It wasn’t moving. Ed reached outwards… There was no pulse.

Would the ‘Trauma team’ cards still work? What is there to loose? Ed snapped his card and threw it on his friend.

“I got your back buddy.” Ed whispered.

Ed stood up just as his phone rang out. T O M lit up on the screen.

“Ed, we’ve found Christ and Ming, get over here, we’re leaving.”

“Diesel is down. Critical. The Trauma team will be here any moment.”

Ed lowered the phone as he began making his way to Tom and Walker, just in time to hear Tom curse and shout to Ed.

“Ed, bring Diesel’s grenades, we might need them to get out of here.”

Ed turned back, took Diesels bag of explosives, wiped his face dry and looked up to see the clouds parting as a fully armoured gun ship broke through the clouds.

“See you in a bit BFF”
: Re: The 'gripping' diary of Ed Winchester
: BLZbub_666 May 16, 2013, 12:20:32 PM
Diesel can’t be gone. He’s survived death before. “Are you sure?” It had kept coming out of his mouth when he was told the news by the doctor. Round and round the conversation went until Ed got over the shock. There must be a way to bring Diesel back, he just had to think of it….

Vaughn didn’t take the news too well either. A fury filled lunge at Ed was enough to send both of them into a rage over their friends death. Why did Vaughn care anyway? He’d lost his friend Flux a long time ago, Ed was merely hours into the news about Diesels demise.

On with the Plan. Fred had the key, the witness to Anders activity and Ed no longer cared if Fred lived or died, it was just about getting that witness and finishing what they had all started. It was time to talk Fred round that he needed them and they needed him. Tom was loosing it with Fred Christ FAST, but Fred was about to play his ace card. This was it, everything they needed and all in exchange for letting the Transients simply be played in all of this. Not a bad deal really, after all, they had all gotten themselves wrapped up in the same game.

The journey to Fred’s ace in the hole was a long, drawn out endeavour, and someone was following them. It was not surprising that it had come to this, a last minute dash to a witness to get the evidence before whoever was following them either took them out, or whoever they were going to meet. Vaughn drove his car with  Atari as they tried to create a decoy, Walker drove like an expert, winding in and out of streets – Ed leaned out of the window as Walker flung round a corner.

“You lost them Walker” He reported.

 After multiple street corners, backtracking and general paranoid directions from Fred Christ, they pulled the Van up and Fred said it was time to get out. Walker was convinced it was a trap and so Ed said he was willing to go in alone. This is all they had, there one opportunity, and he wasn’t going to pull out now. Was Ed brave or Stupid? Honestly… Probably a little of both!

Tom stepped up and accompanied Fred and Ed into the apartment block. Whatever game Fred was playing he knew how to push tom’s buttons. Tom’s anger shone again and Fred dug his heals in once again.

“Ed, Get your fucking pit-bull off me”

Ed realised the danger in this but had to continue. They had gotten this far. “Tom stick back my friend, if you hear any shooting, then come in gun’s a blazing.”

Fred Christ and Ed Winchester entered the apartment and the door was closed behind them. Had Fred engineered Ed Winchester to be here alone for some diabolical reason? Or was he simply the only person who had related to him?

Ed smiled to himself – He had engineered this. He was the only one that would gain the evidence from the witness. He was the only one with all of the parts to the puzzle. He was the only news reporter that had the story. With the recordings he gained, his mind was the golden ticket in all of this and it was time to leave.

Ed left the apartment and was greeted by Walker and Tom. Walker instantly enquired about Fred Christ, to which Ed replied “He’s staying here, we should keep our side of the bargain. I’ve got everything I need.”

As the door closed behind them, a window smashed inside the room. Tom and Walker sprung to attention, their eyes fixed back on the doorway to the room they had just left.

Ed simply smiled to himselfand carried on walking away, quietly saying “Come on lads, that’s Fred’s problem now.”
: Re: The 'gripping' diary of Ed Winchester
: BLZbub_666 May 29, 2013, 11:46:48 AM
Peterson upheld his side of the bargain in the end.

Ed had ensured that whatever happened, Peterson was the one that got the footage from the interview with Fed Christ’s witness. Ed had let Peterson’s men follow them to the witness and because of that, they were on the scene to give supporting fire against the private security force of Anders. As they fled the scene sat in the ‘sundan’ driven by Atari, the only thing going through Ed Winchesters head was ‘This is for Diesel… Then the fame.’

It was strange how Ed’s perceptions on life and what he thought as important has changed so drastically since being revived. Was it something in the process, being born again, or simply the loss of someone who understood him? This was not to be questioned however, ‘it is how it is’ Ed thought.

The group met with Peterson at the drop-off point in the foot of the large robot once again. Ed handed over the footage and that was that. All the data, all of their work, this is what Diesel had died for, he only hoped that Peterson was a man of his word.

An hour passed and the footage was leaked out to the media. Everything fell into place and Anders was ruined. The Democrats were seen as foolish for supporting such a twisted man, but the campaign was still there. It could be rebuilt with the teams help.

After a nights stay in a hotel on the outskirts of the central city limits, Peterson arranged to meet the team over a meal. The question was asked to each of the team, “What would you like as way of a thank you?” All Ed needed to say was “You know what I would like.”

Flux walked in the room. The innocence of a youngsters face, she had obviously never met the team before. Peterson had done it. He had found what was Flux from the Revival plant before it had been lost. There was Flux, the same girl they all met when they were born again.
Flux smiled “Hi Guys”

Ed smiled “Hi Flux, you may want to take some notes” Handing Flux a notepad and a Green Pen, Ed’s cybernetic eye focussed deep into Flux’s eye. Was Diesel behind there? Behind that retina, sitting on an imaginary chair watching Flux TV?

Ed saw nothing, but what did he expect in the early days?

Remaining on the parties books, Ed Winchester grew and grew in media popularity. His retro style of reporting, his voice, his mannerisms became acceptable and liked by many watchers of daytime TV. Whenever there was danger… Ed was there, and Flux was also requested to be present!
“Flux likes shinny things and is a dab hand with explosives”
“Flux is a girl and I need a girl to relate to this criminal”
“Flux could disarm this bomb that this mad man has placed in the city”

One day he would be saying ‘Diesel’, one day something that Flux saw would be traumatising enough to bring Diesel to her rescue. Until that day Flux was under his protection, Flux would see him as a friend….

Happy Birthday…

Merry Christmas…

Happy revival Birth day….