'Thank you for honouring the deal.' He pulls, out of his bag, the still-conscious brain of the police chief. 'Currently, he is undergoing a torture simulation, with every pain receptor in his brain under stimulation. I think he's dreaming that he's flaying himself alive, at the barrel of my gun. But I can pull the plug right now if you want. Up to you, I know you wanted him dead. But I couldn't resist a bit of fun.'
'I was thinking that, for all the trouble he had caused you, he simply deserved a bit of prolonged suffering. I am deeply sorry if I have offended you. You may punish me however you like, as long as it does not involve me losing my life or my freedom.'
He swipes at the figure on the screen, slicing it open
'That sounds like a lot of them. I will stay here and fight them off. It is the least I can do.' He pulls out his gun, which shoots needles at the officers
*what gang would that indicate he is part of?*
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*the gang for that area of slums and city, the Hunters*
'You're working with the Hunters, aren't you? Last month I made a deal with the Hunters, I am here to finalise this deal.'
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He crooks his head, "And what would that be?"
'I kill that police chief who was harassing you. You give me 2 prisoners of a wealthy background. I have honoured my part of the deal.'
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"Ah, Rodrigo said you would be coming." he motions for you to come inside one of the slum houses
The young man steps into the house. You can see that the figure on the screen who he is torturing looks a bit like himself, though it is not clear
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inside is another gang member, this one with a baseball bat, and two-person sized boxes
'Thank you for honouring the deal.' He pulls, out of his bag, the still-conscious brain of the police chief. 'Currently, he is undergoing a torture simulation, with every pain receptor in his brain under stimulation. I think he's dreaming that he's flaying himself alive, at the barrel of my gun. But I can pull the plug right now if you want. Up to you, I know you wanted him dead. But I couldn't resist a bit of fun.'
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His eyes become exclamation marks, "That wasn't the deal!" he pulls out the plug immediately. "What were you thinking!"
'I was thinking that, for all the trouble he had caused you, he simply deserved a bit of prolonged suffering. I am deeply sorry if I have offended you. You may punish me however you like, as long as it does not involve me losing my life or my freedom.'
He swipes at the figure on the screen, slicing it open
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"No, you fool, he has a tracking implant! All officers do!" outside there is a sound of sirens approaching.
'That sounds like a lot of them. I will stay here and fight them off. It is the least I can do.' He pulls out his gun, which shoots needles at the officers
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"No, they're bound to just send androids, we should try to sneak off."
'Androids. Boring. No pain receptors, no minds to break' The young man tries to sneak into the shadows. 'What is the best way out?'
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"Well, seeing as it's your fault they're here, I'll leave you to figure that out." he gives you a mock salute and runs out the door
*Working on my character right now. I get the feeling I'm gonna need stats, so that's what I'll do.*
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
May each word that I speak be backed by each of my teeth.
The young man runs away through a back alleyway
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*One thing I will say is that I'm going to have to change their class to a fun bio/cyber-punk one in a while, but I need to find a good class first.*
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
May each word that I speak be backed by each of my teeth.
as he runs off, he hears the police androids raiding the building