A one eyed archer continues his walk down the unspecified street.
(At this point I’m assuming he’s starting to reach the outskirts of the city)
A white haired woman in a suit is leaning against a wall smoking. Her irises are red, as well as her tie, she wears black lipstick and the cat eye is sharp enough to kill a man. Her fingernails are also black, like a butch emo just dumped a girl on their wedding day. She has a few non-human features, for starters, she has horns, and goat legs, with the cuffs of the pants folded up to what might be the 3rd quarter of her calves. She looks like she doesn’t belong here, to say the least.
A one eyed archer continues his walk down the unspecified street.
(At this point I’m assuming he’s starting to reach the outskirts of the city)
A white haired woman in a suit is leaning against a wall smoking. Her irises are red, as well as her tie, she wears black lipstick and the cat eye is sharp enough to kill a man. Her fingernails are also black, like a butch emo just dumped a girl on their wedding day. She has a few non-human features, for starters, she has horns, and goat legs, with the cuffs of the pants folded up to what might be the 3rd quarter of her calves. She looks like she doesn’t belong here, to say the least.
Jay shrugs and meanders over
“Ello, mind telling me where I am? I’ve been trying to find westmor street but no one I’ve met heard of it”
A one eyed archer continues his walk down the unspecified street.
(At this point I’m assuming he’s starting to reach the outskirts of the city)
A white haired woman in a suit is leaning against a wall smoking. Her irises are red, as well as her tie, she wears black lipstick and the cat eye is sharp enough to kill a man. Her fingernails are also black, like a butch emo just dumped a girl on their wedding day. She has a few non-human features, for starters, she has horns, and goat legs, with the cuffs of the pants folded up to what might be the 3rd quarter of her calves. She looks like she doesn’t belong here, to say the least.
Jay shrugs and meanders over
“Ello, mind telling me where I am? I’ve been trying to find westmor street but no one I’ve met heard of it”
“Can’t say I know it myself, just got here” she puffs the cigarette, surprisingly it smells like strawberries
A one eyed archer continues his walk down the unspecified street.
(At this point I’m assuming he’s starting to reach the outskirts of the city)
A white haired woman in a suit is leaning against a wall smoking. Her irises are red, as well as her tie, she wears black lipstick and the cat eye is sharp enough to kill a man. Her fingernails are also black, like a butch emo just dumped a girl on their wedding day. She has a few non-human features, for starters, she has horns, and goat legs, with the cuffs of the pants folded up to what might be the 3rd quarter of her calves. She looks like she doesn’t belong here, to say the least.
Jay shrugs and meanders over
“Ello, mind telling me where I am? I’ve been trying to find westmor street but no one I’ve met heard of it”
“Can’t say I know it myself, just got here” she puffs the cigarette, surprisingly it smells like strawberries
A one eyed archer continues his walk down the unspecified street.
(At this point I’m assuming he’s starting to reach the outskirts of the city)
A white haired woman in a suit is leaning against a wall smoking. Her irises are red, as well as her tie, she wears black lipstick and the cat eye is sharp enough to kill a man. Her fingernails are also black, like a butch emo just dumped a girl on their wedding day. She has a few non-human features, for starters, she has horns, and goat legs, with the cuffs of the pants folded up to what might be the 3rd quarter of her calves. She looks like she doesn’t belong here, to say the least.
Jay shrugs and meanders over
“Ello, mind telling me where I am? I’ve been trying to find westmor street but no one I’ve met heard of it”
“Can’t say I know it myself, just got here” she puffs the cigarette, surprisingly it smells like strawberries
A one eyed archer continues his walk down the unspecified street.
(At this point I’m assuming he’s starting to reach the outskirts of the city)
A white haired woman in a suit is leaning against a wall smoking. Her irises are red, as well as her tie, she wears black lipstick and the cat eye is sharp enough to kill a man. Her fingernails are also black, like a butch emo just dumped a girl on their wedding day. She has a few non-human features, for starters, she has horns, and goat legs, with the cuffs of the pants folded up to what might be the 3rd quarter of her calves. She looks like she doesn’t belong here, to say the least.
Jay shrugs and meanders over
“Ello, mind telling me where I am? I’ve been trying to find westmor street but no one I’ve met heard of it”
“Can’t say I know it myself, just got here” she puffs the cigarette, surprisingly it smells like strawberries
“Ah, what brings you here?”
“Politics”
“Lots of politics going around nowadays. Anyways names Jay, formerly of the 139th”
"Heh, what aren't they doing? They're kicking people out of entire neighborhoods to build their factories and power plants, and they've got a monopoly on pretty much everything tech-based. The president of Hyde's got politicians in their pocket too, so they can 'legally' do all of this, and anyone who doesn't comply gets swamped in crippling debt and years in jail. Basically, Hyde rules the world."
Jax sighs, looking down at their watch with a mixed expression of anger, sadness, and... guilt?
"Ever since Kraft stepped down, Hyde Co's gotten a hell of a lot meaner."
"Sounds like I'm gonna hate their guts, then." He thinks for a moment. "So Kraft was the person in charge of Hyde? Do you think you might know where they are now?"
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...and started me on my way into my next chapter in life...
A one eyed archer continues his walk down the unspecified street.
(At this point I’m assuming he’s starting to reach the outskirts of the city)
A white haired woman in a suit is leaning against a wall smoking. Her irises are red, as well as her tie, she wears black lipstick and the cat eye is sharp enough to kill a man. Her fingernails are also black, like a butch emo just dumped a girl on their wedding day. She has a few non-human features, for starters, she has horns, and goat legs, with the cuffs of the pants folded up to what might be the 3rd quarter of her calves. She looks like she doesn’t belong here, to say the least.
Jay shrugs and meanders over
“Ello, mind telling me where I am? I’ve been trying to find westmor street but no one I’ve met heard of it”
“Can’t say I know it myself, just got here” she puffs the cigarette, surprisingly it smells like strawberries
“Ah, what brings you here?”
“Politics”
“Lots of politics going around nowadays. Anyways names Jay, formerly of the 139th”
A one eyed archer continues his walk down the unspecified street.
(At this point I’m assuming he’s starting to reach the outskirts of the city)
A white haired woman in a suit is leaning against a wall smoking. Her irises are red, as well as her tie, she wears black lipstick and the cat eye is sharp enough to kill a man. Her fingernails are also black, like a butch emo just dumped a girl on their wedding day. She has a few non-human features, for starters, she has horns, and goat legs, with the cuffs of the pants folded up to what might be the 3rd quarter of her calves. She looks like she doesn’t belong here, to say the least.
Jay shrugs and meanders over
“Ello, mind telling me where I am? I’ve been trying to find westmor street but no one I’ve met heard of it”
“Can’t say I know it myself, just got here” she puffs the cigarette, surprisingly it smells like strawberries
“Ah, what brings you here?”
“Politics”
“Lots of politics going around nowadays. Anyways names Jay, formerly of the 139th”
“Sypheria, president of Luclen”
“Never heard of it. Anyways what lead to you being alone on the outskirts?”
A one eyed archer continues his walk down the unspecified street.
(At this point I’m assuming he’s starting to reach the outskirts of the city)
A white haired woman in a suit is leaning against a wall smoking. Her irises are red, as well as her tie, she wears black lipstick and the cat eye is sharp enough to kill a man. Her fingernails are also black, like a butch emo just dumped a girl on their wedding day. She has a few non-human features, for starters, she has horns, and goat legs, with the cuffs of the pants folded up to what might be the 3rd quarter of her calves. She looks like she doesn’t belong here, to say the least.
Jay shrugs and meanders over
“Ello, mind telling me where I am? I’ve been trying to find westmor street but no one I’ve met heard of it”
“Can’t say I know it myself, just got here” she puffs the cigarette, surprisingly it smells like strawberries
“Ah, what brings you here?”
“Politics”
“Lots of politics going around nowadays. Anyways names Jay, formerly of the 139th”
“Sypheria, president of Luclen”
“Never heard of it. Anyways what lead to you being alone on the outskirts?”
“I was either given the wrong coordinates or someone is trying to kill me”
“I gotta get to city 62, I have a meeting with the leader of the blood cartel”
“That’s not the part I can help with. I am very good at spotting and killing stuff though”
“Aight, I can pay you to be my bodyguard and maybe we can get directions out of someone”
“Nice to be working under a nob again”
He quickly scans the surrounding area
“Yeah, just trynna to make sure I don’t die, if it means paying someone, so be it” she makes her way to the center of the city
“Isn’t paying people most of your job?”
He follows along keeping an eye out for weapons
“Not always, while I have to pay people to do certain things, there’s an overwhelming amount of paperwork, and having to be charismatic, and “setting a good example for the people” as the ex president says” Sypheria has a sway to her walk fitting of a model, and is somehow quite convincing despite being so cold
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I have stolen your shredded cheese.
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A one eyed archer continues his walk down the unspecified street.
(At this point I’m assuming he’s starting to reach the outskirts of the city)
Mostly nocturnal
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A white haired woman in a suit is leaning against a wall smoking. Her irises are red, as well as her tie, she wears black lipstick and the cat eye is sharp enough to kill a man. Her fingernails are also black, like a butch emo just dumped a girl on their wedding day. She has a few non-human features, for starters, she has horns, and goat legs, with the cuffs of the pants folded up to what might be the 3rd quarter of her calves. She looks like she doesn’t belong here, to say the least.
I have stolen your shredded cheese.
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Jay shrugs and meanders over
“Ello, mind telling me where I am? I’ve been trying to find westmor street but no one I’ve met heard of it”
Mostly nocturnal
help build a world here
“Can’t say I know it myself, just got here” she puffs the cigarette, surprisingly it smells like strawberries
I have stolen your shredded cheese.
AgateElk8337’s Doppelgänger
“Ah, what brings you here?”
Mostly nocturnal
help build a world here
“Politics”
I have stolen your shredded cheese.
AgateElk8337’s Doppelgänger
“Lots of politics going around nowadays. Anyways names Jay, formerly of the 139th”
Mostly nocturnal
help build a world here
"Sounds like I'm gonna hate their guts, then." He thinks for a moment. "So Kraft was the person in charge of Hyde? Do you think you might know where they are now?"
⌜╔═════════════ The Board ══════════════╗⌝
...and started me on my way into my next chapter in life...
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“Sypheria, president of Luclen”
I have stolen your shredded cheese.
AgateElk8337’s Doppelgänger
“Never heard of it. Anyways what lead to you being alone on the outskirts?”
Mostly nocturnal
help build a world here
“I was either given the wrong coordinates or someone is trying to kill me”
I have stolen your shredded cheese.
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“I might be able to help with one of those”
Mostly nocturnal
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“I gotta get to city 62, I have a meeting with the leader of the blood cartel”
I have stolen your shredded cheese.
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“That’s not the part I can help with. I am very good at spotting and killing stuff though”
Mostly nocturnal
help build a world here
“Aight, I can pay you to be my bodyguard and maybe we can get directions out of someone”
I have stolen your shredded cheese.
AgateElk8337’s Doppelgänger
“Nice to be working under a nob again”
He quickly scans the surrounding area
Mostly nocturnal
help build a world here
“Yeah, just trynna to make sure I don’t die, if it means paying someone, so be it” she makes her way to the center of the city
I have stolen your shredded cheese.
AgateElk8337’s Doppelgänger
“Isn’t paying people most of your job?”
He follows along keeping an eye out for weapons
Mostly nocturnal
help build a world here
“Not always, while I have to pay people to do certain things, there’s an overwhelming amount of paperwork, and having to be charismatic, and “setting a good example for the people” as the ex president says” Sypheria has a sway to her walk fitting of a model, and is somehow quite convincing despite being so cold
I have stolen your shredded cheese.
AgateElk8337’s Doppelgänger