“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
“Fair enough, paperwork is almost worse then a battalion of Rein’s men and I was only a Sargent. Don’t imagine it gets easier the higher you go”
“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
“Fair enough, paperwork is almost worse then a battalion of Rein’s men and I was only a Sargent. Don’t imagine it gets easier the higher you go”
“It really doesn’t, people are always expecting you to do something great, I can’t imagine what they want from me, I didn’t even ask to become president, someone else nominated me” she shakes her head
“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
“Fair enough, paperwork is almost worse then a battalion of Rein’s men and I was only a Sargent. Don’t imagine it gets easier the higher you go”
“It really doesn’t, people are always expecting you to do something great, I can’t imagine what they want from me, I didn’t even ask to become president, someone else nominated me” she shakes her head
“What is a president anyways. Something above a baron right?”
“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
“Fair enough, paperwork is almost worse then a battalion of Rein’s men and I was only a Sargent. Don’t imagine it gets easier the higher you go”
“It really doesn’t, people are always expecting you to do something great, I can’t imagine what they want from me, I didn’t even ask to become president, someone else nominated me” she shakes her head
“What is a president anyways. Something above a baron right?”
“A president is chosen to rule for a limited amount of time, I have 4 years left on my term, then I could either get re-elected, or someone else will be president”
“Fair enough, paperwork is almost worse then a battalion of Rein’s men and I was only a Sargent. Don’t imagine it gets easier the higher you go”
“It really doesn’t, people are always expecting you to do something great, I can’t imagine what they want from me, I didn’t even ask to become president, someone else nominated me” she shakes her head
“What is a president anyways. Something above a baron right?”
“A president is chosen to rule for a limited amount of time, I have 4 years left on my term, then I could either get re-elected, or someone else will be president”
“Ah, one of those odd governing styles from the west. Surprised you made it all the way over here for a meeting with some 2 bit criminals”
“Fair enough, paperwork is almost worse then a battalion of Rein’s men and I was only a Sargent. Don’t imagine it gets easier the higher you go”
“It really doesn’t, people are always expecting you to do something great, I can’t imagine what they want from me, I didn’t even ask to become president, someone else nominated me” she shakes her head
“What is a president anyways. Something above a baron right?”
“A president is chosen to rule for a limited amount of time, I have 4 years left on my term, then I could either get re-elected, or someone else will be president”
“Ah, one of those odd governing styles from the west. Surprised you made it all the way over here for a meeting with some 2 bit criminals”
“A president is chosen to rule for a limited amount of time, I have 4 years left on my term, then I could either get re-elected, or someone else will be president”
“Ah, one of those odd governing styles from the west. Surprised you made it all the way over here for a meeting with some 2 bit criminals”
“We have some business to cover”
“Well, don’t worry word getting out from me. I’ve spend enough time to know when to keep my mouth shut”
“A president is chosen to rule for a limited amount of time, I have 4 years left on my term, then I could either get re-elected, or someone else will be president”
“Ah, one of those odd governing styles from the west. Surprised you made it all the way over here for a meeting with some 2 bit criminals”
“We have some business to cover”
“Well, don’t worry word getting out from me. I’ve spend enough time to know when to keep my mouth shut”
“It’s not really private, i gotta negotiate a way to keep those bloodsuckers out of luclen, like they don’t a major city or anything” sarcasm drips out of her mouth with that last part
“Well, don’t worry word getting out from me. I’ve spend enough time to know when to keep my mouth shut”
“It’s not really private, i gotta negotiate a way to keep those bloodsuckers out of luclen, like they don’t a major city or anything” sarcasm drips out of her mouth with that last part
“Well, things have really gone down hill since…” he gives a wistful glance at a liquor store
“Well, don’t worry word getting out from me. I’ve spend enough time to know when to keep my mouth shut”
“It’s not really private, i gotta negotiate a way to keep those bloodsuckers out of luclen, like they don’t a major city or anything” sarcasm drips out of her mouth with that last part
“Well, things have really gone down hill since…” he gives a wistful glance at a liquor store
(Good night)
“Since you started drinking or you were discharged” [[ G’night my dude ]]
As phoenix wakes up, they find themselves in a bright room. Next to them is a device that seems to resemble an MRI machine, but clearly has much more... arcane aspects to its design. There doesn't seem to be anyone around, but there are a few security cameras. A familiar voice echoes from what looks like a radio sitting on a table.
"No, you haven't died. This isn't purgatory, even if some may think of it that way. You have simply been more adequately equipped for your work in my Security Department. We will skip the training, as you seem more than capable of this field of work."
You notice that you feel rather cold. Not uncomfortably so, but it's just... odd.
"What the [1GP]...." Phoenix grabs the radio and keys it. "What did you do to me?"
As you reach out towards the 'radio', you notice how your hand... Isn't. Your. Hand.
You are instead greeted by the sight of a three-fingered, metallic hand of segmented, smooth steel plates. You can also see what looks like carbon-fiber underneath the steel and at the joints. And it isn't just your hand: Your entire arm seems to be composed of the same metal and carbon-fiber structure. And your other arm. And...
"I hope you are not alarmed by your new form. I have merely prepared you for the tasks to come: You should find yourself much more capable now."
"Welcome to Hyde Co., Unit PH3-0N1X."
"What...have....you....done...."
"It is perfectly understandable if you are alarmed by this transition. You are, after all, one of the first I've converted in this fashion."
"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?"
"Odds are, they're in hiding. Don't wanna show their face after the new management made their creation what it is today."
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Former Spider Queen of the Spider Guild, and friendly neighborhood scheming creature.
"Made by spiders, for spiders, of spiders."
My pronouns are she/her.
Web Weaver of Everlasting Narrative! (title bestowed by Drummer)
As phoenix wakes up, they find themselves in a bright room. Next to them is a device that seems to resemble an MRI machine, but clearly has much more... arcane aspects to its design. There doesn't seem to be anyone around, but there are a few security cameras. A familiar voice echoes from what looks like a radio sitting on a table.
"No, you haven't died. This isn't purgatory, even if some may think of it that way. You have simply been more adequately equipped for your work in my Security Department. We will skip the training, as you seem more than capable of this field of work."
You notice that you feel rather cold. Not uncomfortably so, but it's just... odd.
"What the [1GP]...." Phoenix grabs the radio and keys it. "What did you do to me?"
As you reach out towards the 'radio', you notice how your hand... Isn't. Your. Hand.
You are instead greeted by the sight of a three-fingered, metallic hand of segmented, smooth steel plates. You can also see what looks like carbon-fiber underneath the steel and at the joints. And it isn't just your hand: Your entire arm seems to be composed of the same metal and carbon-fiber structure. And your other arm. And...
"I hope you are not alarmed by your new form. I have merely prepared you for the tasks to come: You should find yourself much more capable now."
"Welcome to Hyde Co., Unit PH3-0N1X."
"What...have....you....done...."
"It is perfectly understandable if you are alarmed by this transition. You are, after all, one of the first I've converted in this fashion."
"TURN ME BACK!"
"It is not that simple. Even if I wanted to, your previous body has already been disposed of, and by this point I would assume it met its fate in the incinerator."
Some other details you notice now are even more unnerving. You can't breathe: Hell, you don't even seem to have lungs. You can't feel your mouth moving when you talk, and that's probably because you don't have one. One slightly less terrifying change is that your now-metal shoulder has a stylized red skull spray-painted onto it: A sort of sick homage to your past life. As you are discovering even more shocking details about yourself, the Doctor chimes in again.
"Do not worry: I will grant you the day's leave of absence, so you may grow adjusted to this new form. You will find more information about this in the aforementioned Terms and Conditions. Have a good day, Phoenix."
The door to whatever room you're in automatically opens, revealing a hallway inside of the Hyde Co. building leading outside.
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Former Spider Queen of the Spider Guild, and friendly neighborhood scheming creature.
"Made by spiders, for spiders, of spiders."
My pronouns are she/her.
Web Weaver of Everlasting Narrative! (title bestowed by Drummer)
As phoenix wakes up, they find themselves in a bright room. Next to them is a device that seems to resemble an MRI machine, but clearly has much more... arcane aspects to its design. There doesn't seem to be anyone around, but there are a few security cameras. A familiar voice echoes from what looks like a radio sitting on a table.
"No, you haven't died. This isn't purgatory, even if some may think of it that way. You have simply been more adequately equipped for your work in my Security Department. We will skip the training, as you seem more than capable of this field of work."
You notice that you feel rather cold. Not uncomfortably so, but it's just... odd.
"What the [1GP]...." Phoenix grabs the radio and keys it. "What did you do to me?"
As you reach out towards the 'radio', you notice how your hand... Isn't. Your. Hand.
You are instead greeted by the sight of a three-fingered, metallic hand of segmented, smooth steel plates. You can also see what looks like carbon-fiber underneath the steel and at the joints. And it isn't just your hand: Your entire arm seems to be composed of the same metal and carbon-fiber structure. And your other arm. And...
"I hope you are not alarmed by your new form. I have merely prepared you for the tasks to come: You should find yourself much more capable now."
"Welcome to Hyde Co., Unit PH3-0N1X."
"What...have....you....done...."
"It is perfectly understandable if you are alarmed by this transition. You are, after all, one of the first I've converted in this fashion."
"TURN ME BACK!"
"It is not that simple. Even if I wanted to, your previous body has already been disposed of, and by this point I would assume it met its fate in the incinerator."
Some other details you notice now are even more unnerving. You can't breathe: Hell, you don't even seem to have lungs. You can't feel your mouth moving when you talk, and that's probably because you don't have one. One slightly less terrifying change is that your now-metal shoulder has a stylized red skull spray-painted onto it: A sort of sick homage to your past life. As you are discovering even more shocking details about yourself, the Doctor chimes in again.
"Do not worry: I will grant you the day's leave of absence, so you may grow adjusted to this new form. You will find more information about this in the aforementioned Terms and Conditions. Have a good day, Phoenix."
The door to whatever room you're in automatically opens, revealing a hallway inside of the Hyde Co. building leading outside.
Phoenix shakily walks out and tries to leave the premises immediately.
None of the guards stop Phoenix as he walks out, but he does overhear some talk between them.
"-I haven't seen that one before. Are they new?"
"-I heard they used the same process as 01..."
"-A new Commander? The Doctor must really like them..."
"-Glad to see you came around, kid."
As he's walking along the street and away from the Hyde Co. building, a few people glance his way. He can probably piece together that people are suspicious of this strange looking Hyde Co. robot.
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Former Spider Queen of the Spider Guild, and friendly neighborhood scheming creature.
"Made by spiders, for spiders, of spiders."
My pronouns are she/her.
Web Weaver of Everlasting Narrative! (title bestowed by Drummer)
None of the guards stop Phoenix as he walks out, but he does overhear some talk between them.
"-I haven't seen that one before. Are they new?"
"-I heard they used the same process as 01..."
"-A new Commander? The Doctor must really like them..."
"-Glad to see you came around, kid."
As he's walking along the street and away from the Hyde Co. building, a few people glance his way. He can probably piece together that people are suspicious of this strange looking Hyde Co. robot.
None of the guards stop Phoenix as he walks out, but he does overhear some talk between them.
"-I haven't seen that one before. Are they new?"
"-I heard they used the same process as 01..."
"-A new Commander? The Doctor must really like them..."
"-Glad to see you came around, kid."
As he's walking along the street and away from the Hyde Co. building, a few people glance his way. He can probably piece together that people are suspicious of this strange looking Hyde Co. robot.
Phoenix heads for O'Lorens.
It's a long walk, as you can imagine a little secret resistance wouldn't want to set up shop too close to the main headquarters of Hyde, but it only takes about a half hour. One odd thing you notice is that you aren't feeling the least bit tired from the walk.
The little neon sign on the window is a welcoming sight. Through the window, you can see O'Lean reading a magazine, leaning back in his chair.
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Former Spider Queen of the Spider Guild, and friendly neighborhood scheming creature.
"Made by spiders, for spiders, of spiders."
My pronouns are she/her.
Web Weaver of Everlasting Narrative! (title bestowed by Drummer)
None of the guards stop Phoenix as he walks out, but he does overhear some talk between them.
"-I haven't seen that one before. Are they new?"
"-I heard they used the same process as 01..."
"-A new Commander? The Doctor must really like them..."
"-Glad to see you came around, kid."
As he's walking along the street and away from the Hyde Co. building, a few people glance his way. He can probably piece together that people are suspicious of this strange looking Hyde Co. robot.
Phoenix heads for O'Lorens.
It's a long walk, as you can imagine a little secret resistance wouldn't want to set up shop too close to the main headquarters of Hyde, but it only takes about a half hour. One odd thing you notice is that you aren't feeling the least bit tired from the walk.
The little neon sign on the window is a welcoming sight. Through the window, you can see O'Lean reading a magazine, leaning back in his chair.
Phoenix walks inside and up to O'Lean. "O'Lean. It's me, Phoenix."
None of the guards stop Phoenix as he walks out, but he does overhear some talk between them.
"-I haven't seen that one before. Are they new?"
"-I heard they used the same process as 01..."
"-A new Commander? The Doctor must really like them..."
"-Glad to see you came around, kid."
As he's walking along the street and away from the Hyde Co. building, a few people glance his way. He can probably piece together that people are suspicious of this strange looking Hyde Co. robot.
Phoenix heads for O'Lorens.
It's a long walk, as you can imagine a little secret resistance wouldn't want to set up shop too close to the main headquarters of Hyde, but it only takes about a half hour. One odd thing you notice is that you aren't feeling the least bit tired from the walk.
The little neon sign on the window is a welcoming sight. Through the window, you can see O'Lean reading a magazine, leaning back in his chair.
Phoenix walks inside and up to O'Lean. "O'Lean. It's me, Phoenix."
O'Lean has a mixed expression of fear and concern. "Phoenix? Oh gods, what have they done to you? Come, quick." He gets up and unlocks the elevator, gesturing towards you to head inside.
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Former Spider Queen of the Spider Guild, and friendly neighborhood scheming creature.
"Made by spiders, for spiders, of spiders."
My pronouns are she/her.
Web Weaver of Everlasting Narrative! (title bestowed by Drummer)
None of the guards stop Phoenix as he walks out, but he does overhear some talk between them.
"-I haven't seen that one before. Are they new?"
"-I heard they used the same process as 01..."
"-A new Commander? The Doctor must really like them..."
"-Glad to see you came around, kid."
As he's walking along the street and away from the Hyde Co. building, a few people glance his way. He can probably piece together that people are suspicious of this strange looking Hyde Co. robot.
Phoenix heads for O'Lorens.
It's a long walk, as you can imagine a little secret resistance wouldn't want to set up shop too close to the main headquarters of Hyde, but it only takes about a half hour. One odd thing you notice is that you aren't feeling the least bit tired from the walk.
The little neon sign on the window is a welcoming sight. Through the window, you can see O'Lean reading a magazine, leaning back in his chair.
Phoenix walks inside and up to O'Lean. "O'Lean. It's me, Phoenix."
O'Lean has a mixed expression of fear and concern. "Phoenix? Oh gods, what have they done to you? Come, quick." He gets up and unlocks the elevator, gesturing towards you to head inside.
“Fair enough, paperwork is almost worse then a battalion of Rein’s men and I was only a Sargent. Don’t imagine it gets easier the higher you go”
Mostly nocturnal
help build a world here
“It really doesn’t, people are always expecting you to do something great, I can’t imagine what they want from me, I didn’t even ask to become president, someone else nominated me” she shakes her head
I have stolen your shredded cheese.
AgateElk8337’s Doppelgänger
“What is a president anyways. Something above a baron right?”
Mostly nocturnal
help build a world here
“A president is chosen to rule for a limited amount of time, I have 4 years left on my term, then I could either get re-elected, or someone else will be president”
I have stolen your shredded cheese.
AgateElk8337’s Doppelgänger
“Ah, one of those odd governing styles from the west. Surprised you made it all the way over here for a meeting with some 2 bit criminals”
Mostly nocturnal
help build a world here
“We have some business to cover”
I have stolen your shredded cheese.
AgateElk8337’s Doppelgänger
“Well, don’t worry word getting out from me. I’ve spend enough time to know when to keep my mouth shut”
Mostly nocturnal
help build a world here
“It’s not really private, i gotta negotiate a way to keep those bloodsuckers out of luclen, like they don’t a major city or anything” sarcasm drips out of her mouth with that last part
I have stolen your shredded cheese.
AgateElk8337’s Doppelgänger
“Well, things have really gone down hill since…” he gives a wistful glance at a liquor store
(Good night)
Mostly nocturnal
help build a world here
“Since you started drinking or you were discharged”
[[ G’night my dude ]]
I have stolen your shredded cheese.
AgateElk8337’s Doppelgänger
"TURN ME BACK!"
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"Be yourself; everyone else is already taken." - Oscar Wilde
"Odds are, they're in hiding. Don't wanna show their face after the new management made their creation what it is today."
Former Spider Queen of the Spider Guild, and friendly neighborhood scheming creature.
"Made by spiders, for spiders, of spiders."
My pronouns are she/her.
Web Weaver of Everlasting Narrative! (title bestowed by Drummer)
"It is not that simple. Even if I wanted to, your previous body has already been disposed of, and by this point I would assume it met its fate in the incinerator."
Some other details you notice now are even more unnerving. You can't breathe: Hell, you don't even seem to have lungs. You can't feel your mouth moving when you talk, and that's probably because you don't have one. One slightly less terrifying change is that your now-metal shoulder has a stylized red skull spray-painted onto it: A sort of sick homage to your past life. As you are discovering even more shocking details about yourself, the Doctor chimes in again.
"Do not worry: I will grant you the day's leave of absence, so you may grow adjusted to this new form. You will find more information about this in the aforementioned Terms and Conditions. Have a good day, Phoenix."
The door to whatever room you're in automatically opens, revealing a hallway inside of the Hyde Co. building leading outside.
Former Spider Queen of the Spider Guild, and friendly neighborhood scheming creature.
"Made by spiders, for spiders, of spiders."
My pronouns are she/her.
Web Weaver of Everlasting Narrative! (title bestowed by Drummer)
Phoenix shakily walks out and tries to leave the premises immediately.
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"Be yourself; everyone else is already taken." - Oscar Wilde
None of the guards stop Phoenix as he walks out, but he does overhear some talk between them.
"-I haven't seen that one before. Are they new?"
"-I heard they used the same process as 01..."
"-A new Commander? The Doctor must really like them..."
"-Glad to see you came around, kid."
As he's walking along the street and away from the Hyde Co. building, a few people glance his way. He can probably piece together that people are suspicious of this strange looking Hyde Co. robot.
Former Spider Queen of the Spider Guild, and friendly neighborhood scheming creature.
"Made by spiders, for spiders, of spiders."
My pronouns are she/her.
Web Weaver of Everlasting Narrative! (title bestowed by Drummer)
Phoenix heads for O'Loreans.
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It's a long walk, as you can imagine a little secret resistance wouldn't want to set up shop too close to the main headquarters of Hyde, but it only takes about a half hour. One odd thing you notice is that you aren't feeling the least bit tired from the walk.
The little neon sign on the window is a welcoming sight. Through the window, you can see O'Lean reading a magazine, leaning back in his chair.
Former Spider Queen of the Spider Guild, and friendly neighborhood scheming creature.
"Made by spiders, for spiders, of spiders."
My pronouns are she/her.
Web Weaver of Everlasting Narrative! (title bestowed by Drummer)
Phoenix walks inside and up to O'Lean. "O'Lean. It's me, Phoenix."
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"Be yourself; everyone else is already taken." - Oscar Wilde
O'Lean has a mixed expression of fear and concern. "Phoenix? Oh gods, what have they done to you? Come, quick." He gets up and unlocks the elevator, gesturing towards you to head inside.
Former Spider Queen of the Spider Guild, and friendly neighborhood scheming creature.
"Made by spiders, for spiders, of spiders."
My pronouns are she/her.
Web Weaver of Everlasting Narrative! (title bestowed by Drummer)
Phoenix walks inside the elevator.
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"Be yourself; everyone else is already taken." - Oscar Wilde