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Re: 'Flux'
« Reply #15 on: February 08, 2013, 01:03:08 PM »
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Re: 'Flux'
« Reply #16 on: February 14, 2013, 09:15:51 AM »
Anders was impressed with them and Diesel didn’t understand why.  The group had been ‘promoted’ to some sort of trouble-shooting team and were being taken away from doing the work with the Revivals. They were going to be paid more, have access to better equipment and a better apartment. Diesel didn’t want to argue but the whole thing seemed a little odd. But the better pay meant that he could finally get the upgrades he wanted.

Their new target was a man called Frederick Christ.  A preacher of sorts - he may be on the books for the opposition. The guy loves the cameras so hopefully Ed can grab an interview with him. More planning was needed though. Much more planning. Too many flaws –could go wrong.

He started to pack his things into a spare duffle bag – it was surprising how much stuff he had accumulated over just a few weeks. His crossbow and rucksack were still with the police but hopefully they would be returned soon. They better be. He reached under the bed and felt the weak binding of a book. Flux’s scrapbook. He flicked through the pages. The writing was messy and read like the diary of a school girl. He chuckled – it was hard to believe that he put up with all that for so many years. He went into the kitchen to Gottee.

‘Goodbye Flux,’ he whispered as he fed the scrapbook into machine.

Gone forever.
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Re: 'Flux'
« Reply #17 on: February 25, 2013, 08:56:21 AM »
Diesel tried to pay attention as Fred Christ continued his speech. The guy loved the sound of his own voice – which meant Diesel could get a decent recording of it. He shuddered at the though of being able to impersonate this man later. They had managed to get an interview with him and Ed was doing a really good job at being ‘interested’.

‘Oops,’ whispered Diesel as he quickly raised the fake microphone.

Diesel was struggling to stay awake - but was doing much better than Walker, who was starting to fidget like a bored child at the museum. Diesel couldn’t wait to get back to their new digs. They had moved into a much better building and teach member of the group had been given their own mini apartment. Diesel preferred it as it meant that he didn’t have to listen to Vaughan lecture him or Leo flirt with the food dispenser. Diesel also managed to get some new cyberware.. an upgraded voice recorder and the memory storage.

After what felt like hours, Ed uttered the magic words..

‘Do we have what we need guys?’
‘YES’ replied Diesel and Walker.

They couldn't leave quick enough.
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Re: 'Flux'
« Reply #18 on: February 27, 2013, 08:58:23 AM »
As he pressed the ‘End Call’ button on the phone he felt a tingle at the back of his head. Was it guilt? Or was it the protest from his silent viewer? He knew what he had done must be torturing Flux – but it needed to be done.

After going through the footage they had gathered from the compound, Diesel had noticed a man that had been following and observing them. Leo had managed to identify him as a non-supporter of Fred Christ – possibly the only Transient not to be a supporter. After much persuading, the group had managed to find this man and get an ‘off the record’ (thanks to Ed’s new camera eye) interview. It turns out that Transient girls (and possible heavily modified ones) were going missing to satisfy Fred Christ’s pleasure. If this was true - and the Republicans were involved – this could taint the opposition’s campaign. We needed a mole. Someone who hadn’t been under the knife for cyberware..it would be too obvious to send anyone else in. Vaughan was the only option. And Diesel needed him to be at his best.

Diesel went back into Tom’s apartment. They had been feeding whiskey to Vaughan at an alarming rate and hadn’t even gone through the main points of the plan yet. Diesel sat down in front of Vaughan and used whatever was left of his feminine wilds.

‘Vaughan. We all love you. But we need to send you undercover tomorrow night to find out what’s going on with the girls that are going missing. To do this, we need to change you into a Transient. It won’t be permanent… but .. you will also need to be girl,’ advised Diesel.

‘But I have a date tomorrow night,’ slurred Vaughan, ignoring the bombshell that had been dropped.

‘Yeah about that… you don’t,’ added Diesel.

‘No, I have a date tomorrow,’ repeated Vaughan.

‘Well we need you to get ready for going undercover…’ replied Diesel.

‘No, I have a date. What do you mean I don’t have a date?’ asked Vaughan.

This was going to be a long night.
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Re: 'Flux'
« Reply #19 on: March 07, 2013, 09:02:22 AM »
Saturday

9.00am

With the Tom, Walker and Vaughan going to Schmidt’s funeral, the rest of us got dropped off at Angels 8. Our mission, to get Leo to a position where he could hack the security cameras.. There are far too many guards here for my liking – what we need is a distraction.


9.30am

BOOM

Flash bomb 1 – garbage can 0

Kinda wish that kid hadn’t just looked in the bin as it went off… but hey we have a news story ‘distraction’. Ed is rounding up the crowd in a media frenzy – this could work – this could….

Something’s wrong. Leo is on his back.. why is he sizzling?

Shit shit shit – more guards are coming.. need to do something…

9.45am

I’ve slipped away from the crowd. Hopefully another controlled explosion will distract them – I just hope Ed is as good a reporter as I think he is…

BOOM    Another garbage can bites the dust. Now…. RUNAWAY!

10.00am

I think I’ve lost the guys that were following me but I can’t find Leo. Shit…. Maybe he got away… where’s my phone.

‘Helloooooooooooooooo,’ answered Fred Christ.
‘Helloooooooooooooooooo?’ I replied (in Fred Christ’s voice – thank god for the voice pattern).
‘Very funny, who is this?’ demanded Fred Christ.

Bullocks.

11.00am

Finally caught back up with Ed in a nearby bar. I explained that Christ had captured Leo. I had tried to reach Walker but he hung up on me. We weren’t prepared for an assault on Christ’s compound and we had no vehicle to get us anyway.

‘Guess we’re going to have to just keep trying to get hold of them..’ I said.
‘Yeah… drink?’ asked Ed.

12.30pm

‘You’re my BFF,’ mumbled Ed
‘No you’re my BFF,’ I slurred.
‘I think I can hit that board with this dart…’ boasted Ed.
‘That’s not a board… that’s a beer mat… hey this has a beer on it..’ I mumbled. ‘is that my phone ringing?..’


2.00pm

Shhhhhhhhhhhhhhh… Why is everyone shouting at us? When did this guys arrive? Hehehe Tom is angry. Like the Hulk. Hehehe. Not my fault he got caught. Not Ed’s fault. We did our job like good boys.

Hey where did they go?

3.30pm

Vaughan is a lady!! Hehehe an ugly one, but it might work.

‘Walker and Tom have got Leo. They’re taking him to the hospital,’ advised Vaughan. ‘Come on, we’ll go meet them.’

Woo! Road trip!

5.00pm

WTF!! LEO SHOT ED!!! WE JUST ASKED HIM A QUESTION AND HE SHOT HIM!!! WTF!!



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Re: 'Flux'
« Reply #20 on: March 14, 2013, 08:58:20 AM »
Since getting out, he had loved hearing the sound of his own voice (well, his new robot voice anyway). Being able to share an opinion or contribute an idea – that would be taken seriously – gave him a sense of belonging. But today, he wished he was mute. Today, he had been put at risk doing that which he hated…. Mimicking Fred Christ. Tom had strongly encouraged the idea in an attempt to ‘rescue’ what was left of the mission. What started off as a simple impersonation over the phone quickly escalated into a face-to-face meeting with the Republicans. Diesel wasn’t an actor but in the spirit of co-operation he had gone along with the idea. Watching back the interviews with Fred Christ, doubts had formed in his mind. He suspected that Tom was inflicting this as some kind of punishment for the activities of the previous day. Apparently Ed had already had his punishment in the form of being shot in the chest.

Nevertheless, the meeting was successful and they had the proof they needed to investigate further. The Republicans and Fred Christ were working together – but now they had reason to believe that someone within the Democratic party was a mole.

Diesel stared at the drink in front of him as the others talked. He only had room his in memory base for four voices and he so much wanted to delete one. When he chose the New Throat cyberware out the catalogue he thought it would be fun…
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Re: 'Flux'
« Reply #21 on: March 24, 2013, 11:55:02 AM »
'I spy with my little eye, something beginning with .... T,' crackled Ed's voice over the phone line.
'Transient,' quickly replied Diesel.
'Ok ok, how about A?' said Ed.
'Done that one already.. Angels Eight,' replied Diesel.

He tried not to sound bored but they had been playing this game for a nearly an hour now and were running out of new things to spot. Stakeouts were not the 'big thrill' that Ed had promised it would be.

A couple of days earlier, the group reported their findings to Peterson. After much arguing the group had decided to show him 'edited' footage of their fake meeting between Fred Christ and the Ming. Reluctantly, Ed and Leo had agreed not to mention anything about a possible mole - instead Leo had tagged the footage so that he could track it (or something) and it would supposedly tell him if it got leaked back to Christ. That was the theory. The reality of it was that it alerted the viewer on screen that it was being tracked. The footage may as well have had a fanfare blaring out with a big message saying ' WE THINK YOU'RE A SPY' - Diesel had half expected that to be the case considering Leo's past 'failures' with hacking. Ed managed to bluff his way past it though and Peterson seemed to buy it. Luckily for them Peterson seemed too excited about the news and was concerned that the plot involving the girls could be used to frame any of the Democratic campaigns. They needed hard evidence to continue. So, they had returned to the outskirts of Angel's Eight and picked stakeout points - Tom and Diesel on roof 1, Ed and Leo on what we called roof A (can't have people getting upset about being on number 2), Walker in the van and Vaughan in the car. Their mission - to spot and follow any vehicles that could be used to transport the girls. For a day and half there had been nothing - not even a garbage truck.... - until an hour ago when a truck was seen leaving the south entrance. With it being the first truck seen in days Tom, Leo, Walker and Vaughan went after it . Diesel and Ed volunteered to stay behind in case it was a decoy.

'Come on Diesel, it's your turn,' pestered Ed.
'You know, if we had gone with my idea we wouldn't be stuck up here playing eye bloody spy,' grunted Diesel.
'Now, although your idea had merit, it could have damaged the campaign,' said Ed sternly.
'Can't believe you didn't support me though. What happened to you? You use to be cool man,' whinged Diesel.
'I got shot in the chest by an angry little man, that's what! They have only just 'forgiven' us for what happened a few days ago and so we need to behave. Kidnapping damaged revival girls and planting them in a dangerous situation is not the answer,' replied Ed in a harsh tone. This quickly changed as he brightly added, 'But I'm still good old Ed Winchester.'

Diesel smiled. He could imagine Ed winking as he said the last part.

'Well I still think it would have been a good idea...'
'I know. You're turn,' repeated Ed.
'Eye spy...'

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Re: 'Flux'
« Reply #22 on: March 28, 2013, 06:55:46 PM »
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« Reply #23 on: April 03, 2013, 06:41:38 PM »
He pulled the sleeping bag around him as he tucked himself further and further into the pile of army surplus clothes. The heating was off in the abandoned shop which once belonged to Schmidt. It was the day before the convention and Ed had managed to get a meeting with Anders - the man of the moment... the man who could be waist deep in his own excrement if they didn't do something.

Yesterday, evidence had been found which could damage Anders' campaign - links to sexy time liaisons with not necessarily legal transient girls. Diesel didn't really care if Anders liked getting his kicks this way - but he paid the bills and it was in Diesel's best interests to help Anders out. Far too much time had been spent scanning pubic hair for Diesel's liking... but the DNA linked Anders to the act and he needed to be told. Ed had asked for the meeting to be private (i.e. without the lap-dog that was Peterson) and to their surprise he agreed.  As a precaution, they had decided to spend the evening before away from the apartment-incase secret service men came knocking. Schmidt's shop was secure, familiar and abandoned.

Diesel looked round at his 'friends', a word he was slowly learning the meaning of. Everyone was tired and cracks were starting to show. Walker, who was slowly earning reward points with every hospital visit, had been a whingey bitch all day. Maybe it was the drugs but he seemed to have lost any nerve. Even Ed had been argumentative. Diesel hoped everyone got their shit together tomorrow... his gut was telling him it was going to be a busy day...
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« Reply #24 on: April 11, 2013, 08:40:38 PM »
The meeting with 'Anders' did not go well. He didn't have much experience of political meetings but Diesel was pretty sure they didn't normally end with people being taken to the roof to be executed by firing squad. If Peterson hadn't burst in and planted his own men in the security escort then they would have been stains on the concrete. Diesel had managed to stun the armed guard (by overloading his new throat to cause feedback) to allow Tom and Ed time to overpower them. Peterson arranged for a AV-9 (helicopter thingy) for the group to borrow and get to a safer location.

Diesel thought Walker would be insufferable on the flight out -'I told you so', 'You should have listened to me' and other white noise - but luckily for everyone he was too busy trying to 'contain his excitement' at being allowed to pilot the thing. They managed to get to an abandoned industrial estate when Leo rang.

'Thought you should know that the news channels are going crazy. Angels 8 is being bombed by armed police claiming the residents are involved in terrorist activity.
'We need to go in and get Christ out. He has the answers!' ordered Walker.
'We are not a SWAT team,' argued Diesel.

And argued they did. For hours. Eventually Walker caved (with much protest) and a meeting was arranged with Peterson.

'The Robot by the North Pier at sunset' advised Diesel.
'I'll be there' replied Peterson.

As they waited in a nearby bar, the news reports continued the coverage of the events at Angels 8. Diesel wished he could turn off the 'Walker Hero of the People' commentary but that wasn't what was annoying him the most.... It was a minor but irritating after-effect of the overloading of his voice box. Diesel had longed for a robot voice since getting out but now ...... he couldn't turn the thing off.
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« Reply #25 on: April 17, 2013, 07:41:32 PM »
As the aeroplane flew gracefully through the air he could easily see why Walker liked being a pilot. You could go anywhere and get away from your troubles. You could run and keep going. No boundaries to contain you. But they had stayed... for what? They were staying and no-one knew why (especially Diesel). Was it through a sense of loyalty? Guilt? Money? Diesel highly doubted they would be paid for 'finishing the job'. But even that wasn't clear anymore.

They had stolen the footage of Anders doing the nasty with transient girls. Secret service men working for the democrats had retrieved the footage from Angels 8, which Ed, Tom, Walker and Diesel quickly liberated along with Christ's miscellaneous paperwork. The fact that the democrats raided Angels 8 is plausible. Anders having a 'double' is plausible. The republicans paying Christ to get the footage to use during the presidential campaign also plausible. That all made sense....but the paperwork raised more questions. Christ had access to the paperwork used to pay for a meat clone 'double' under the name 'Turner' - the same name used in the hotel bookings when they matched Anders to the scene. Could it be that Christ was playing both parties? Keeping his fingers in all the pies until he decided on the one which was tastiest? The republicans had promised Christ money and power... who is to say that the democrats didn't do the same.

As the little paper plane floated to the ground, missing the bucket for the fourth time, Diesel let out a loud sigh. They were ready to pass the data to Peterson but what difference would it make. Yes, it could take down Anders.. but another dodgy politician would take his place. He retrieved his paper plane and took aim, still unsure what should be done.

'Better the devil you know than the devil you don't?' Diesel asked the silence.

He took a deep breath and released the plane.
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« Reply #26 on: April 25, 2013, 07:12:24 PM »
Everything happens for a reason-well that's what her mother use to say. Diesel never liked the idea of destiny and couldn't understand why Flux showed belief in it. Her mother used to preach how God had a plan for all of us. Well she didn't see Diesel's hijack coming that was for sure. He was positive that no powerful deity aided in that plan.

Everything happens for a reason... there is an element of truth in that somewhere. Every action has a reaction, cause and effect etc. So why has this happened? How have they got here? Here in the underbelly of Fred Christ's compound, seeking the transient with all the answers. Walker would have gloated about how he was right about going to get Christ.. but he didn't.. couldn't..

And what if Christ didn't have the all answers.. would they be more confused and alone like Flux trying to understand the Bible? Diesel was beginning to feel like they were clutching at straws. Everything appeared to depend on finding this man, if he was still alive. The compound was a wreck. It was a wreck before but many buildings were now on fire. Distraught transients searched the bodies now lining the streets, desperately looking for their loved ones. Most news channels were reporting that Christ's body hadn't been recovered yet. A small part of him hoped this was true.

BOOM, the door came of it's hinges. Diesel turned to argue with Walker, who no doubt had a comment or two about not being stealthy.... but nothing...he had forgotten. Because Walker wasn't there... couldn't...

Ed patted him on the shoulder and said, 'Good job'.

Diesel looked back the way they came. Walker irritated the hell out of him, but he missed the arguing. He closed his eyes and could hear her mother's voice.

'Everything happens for a reason. God has a plan for all of us and he punishes the sinners..'

If heaven and hell existed, Diesel knew where he was headed. The same could not be said for Walker.




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« Reply #27 on: May 04, 2013, 07:49:51 PM »
'Go go go,' signalled Tom.

Like sprinters in the 100m, Walker and Tom made their move to the second abandoned building, dodging the gaze of the secret service men.

Their adventure into the underbelly of Angels 8 had led them here, the former club of Fred Christ. The club was located on the now abandoned waterfront, guarded by a secret service boat. If Christ was hiding here he was meeting with an important person..but who.. Democrat or Republican?

They had dodged the gap between the buildings, leaving Ed and Diesel alone to provide cover.... and the sirens weren't getting any quieter. Vaughan and Leo had headed back to the car and try to lure the police away.

'What the hell are they doing? They are suppose to be drawing the police away..' snarled Diesel.
'Give them a chance mate..' calmly replied Ed.
'They better not f*** this up...' hissed Diesel. 'This wouldn't have happened if he had kept his f***ing finger off his arm deck!'

A few moments ago, Leo had attempted to hack the security - a move which Diesel didn't agree with - and like many of the times before it didn't go so well.

'Erm... the police are coming... I set something off...' mumbled Leo apologetically. 'They are tracking this..'
'Right, well I'm heading to that abandoned building. Dump that thing and lets go!' announced Diesel who  started to move towards the building.

The others quickly followed... including Leo, cradling his arm deck like a new born baby.

'I said ditch the arm deck. They are tracking that thing,' ordered Diesel.
'No I can't, I need it,' argued Leo.
'If you bring the arm deck with you I will shoot you,' warned Diesel. 'I mean it, you will get shot and it will actually be my fault this time.'
'Whoa!' exclaimed Ed.
'No, I won't do it!'
'Leo please, you can buy a new one...a better one later,' pleaded Walker.

They had just split the credit chip from Peterson and were each $8000 richer. Reluctantly, Leo ditched the arm deck and followed the others.

Diesel's heart was still pounding - he felt like the anger would consume him. He rummaged through his bag and removed a couple of flash and smoke grenades. He lined them up along the floor in front of him and felt his eyes staring into space. The grenades morphed under this gaze into Leo's face. Taunting him.

'Are you ok? You seem a bit off...?' asked Ed tentatively. He knew, like the weapon he loved, Diesel could blow up in a rage of anger at any moment.
After a few moments, Diesel quietly replied,'I'm fine... I think I'm going to enjoy blowing these babies up.'

And then, they waited.


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Re: 'Flux'
« Reply #28 on: May 08, 2013, 06:05:23 PM »
The next few moments seemed to happen in slow motion.

BANG

He watched as the bullet flew through the air towards him. He knew what was about to happen but he was still unprepared for it. Every fibre of his being screamed out at once as the bullet impacted his visor, ripping the face as it continued it's journey onwards. The impact knocked Diesel off his feet and as the ground rushed up towards him his heart filled with fear. He didn't want to die. He didn't want to leave. Then fear turned into regret. He should have walked away when he had the chance. There was so much he wanted to do... he had worked so hard for his freedom and it wasn't fair.

As his head hit the ground, his eye lids grew heavy. Through the blur he could make out Ed's form running towards him. Ed... A man who started off as a foe but quickly became his most trusted friend in a cruel world. Together they were an unstoppable duo, always having each other's back. Ed.. his BFF.. would go on without him..tears filled Diesel's eyes as he lost the strength to keep hold of the present.

A message flashed before his eyes.

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