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Nov. 22nd, 2009 07:26 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
Annabelle is not in a good mood when the Game finally ends. The User was defeated, but Annabelle ended up looking really dorky and the Game's rules made her less effective than she should have been.
Thankfully, there's a potential cure for her foul mood waiting elsewhere in Mainframe. Enzo and Bob have gone home for the night, and Annabelle is traipsing through a not-so-good part of town. According to several scalawags at the hotel bar, it's also the haunt of large numbers of Neovirals...
Annabelle's guns were transformed into energy weapons with a stun setting when she was transformed, and she intends to put them to a very...thorough test tonight.
Thankfully, there's a potential cure for her foul mood waiting elsewhere in Mainframe. Enzo and Bob have gone home for the night, and Annabelle is traipsing through a not-so-good part of town. According to several scalawags at the hotel bar, it's also the haunt of large numbers of Neovirals...
Annabelle's guns were transformed into energy weapons with a stun setting when she was transformed, and she intends to put them to a very...thorough test tonight.
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Date: 2009-11-24 12:11 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2009-12-06 04:54 am (UTC)Four binomes, 3 ones and a zero look up from a table not far from the back exit, looking over various city maps. The light is too dim to make out what's on the maps back there. There's another table closer to the front, with 3 zero binomes and 2 ones working over some small-time thug weapons. The good old coshbag, nightsticks and a sword of some kind. This little group might be the biggest problem right off the bat.
The previously mentioned One binome in it's seat that was formerly the backseat of some car, chugs down another can of something while she takes it all in. And Zero Cox is tearing Leery a new one verbally for not giving this one initiation or even checking who this person was!
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Date: 2009-12-06 09:34 pm (UTC)Annabelle nods once she's finished casing the area, and she drops the innocent and clueless act with a sharp and predatory grin.
"Now that we're all here," she calls out, "I'm placing all of you lot under arrest for assault, vandalism, and several other things that I'm sure the local law enforcement will be happy to explain at considerable length."
Annabelle takes one Hell pistol out of its holster and the gun makes an ominous hum as the stun setting warms up. "You can all come along quietly, or we can do this the hard way..." Annabelle adds with an expression that's a textbook example of 'Make my day, punk.'
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Date: 2009-12-07 04:57 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2009-12-07 03:06 pm (UTC)Otherwise, well, she'll have to do things the old-fashioned way....
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Date: 2010-01-03 03:17 am (UTC)...
Nevermind they are that stupid as thug-nomes from the weaponry table advance on Annabelle. Two of the Zeros are weilding the coshbags, one Zero has himself a shiny sword, leaving the two Ones with nightsticks charging at her all at once.
Two of the Ones from the wayback table with the maps are making for the rear exit, if she's sharp, she can get one of the exposed support beams to close that off in a nano. The One and the Zero seem to have hidden behind their upturned table.
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Date: 2010-01-03 03:29 am (UTC)Annabelle actually laughs as the binomes approach her with melee weapons. She's fast, very fast. *Zorch* *Zizzle* *Zing* *Zow* *Zorch*
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bravestdumbest of the binomes are down for the count, it's Leery, Belcher and Zero Cox's turn...no subject
Date: 2010-01-03 03:40 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2010-01-03 03:46 am (UTC)The binomes behind the table can hide behind the table for now, she'll get them in a minute.
Once the fleeing binomes are no longer fleeing, the left exit is going to be made impassable. By melting the edges of the door shut, if no other means present themselves.
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Date: 2010-01-03 04:07 am (UTC)With all that commotion earlier, something seems off about the room. For having four binomes who're supposed to be cowering behind a table, it's...silent.
And the room has just gotten the recent addition of a horrible stench. One worse than Belcher on the floor.
Behind that upturned table is an upturned rug...with an open man-hole underneath.
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Date: 2010-01-03 04:14 am (UTC)Then she shrugs and heads for the tunnel to hunt down the ones who managed to get away. She's humming as she slides through the man-hole and into the sewer.
Her idea of fun is a little strange, what can we say.
The local police force is going to get a very special delivery in the wee hours of the morning....