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| Enigmatic Soul | Nov 24 2016, 04:50 PM Post #1 |
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||||||||||Somewhat damaged|||||||||| Nineveh Corliss |Hacker| |Peach Tree Resident| |MC-1 - PoD| [ Peach Trees Block - Lower Levels - Nineveh's Gaff ] -Inside or lurking outside Nineveh's apartment.- says to ALL: The apartment was barren, even the cursed earth had more to show in a way of personality than this bleak mess of emptiness. It was effectively a studio flat, an open space enough for one or perhaps even two, to live in, a single room. There was only two doors within the whole apartment, one leading outside (or inside, depending on one's point of view) and one inside that lead to a bathroom. Even the poor needed some privacy! It should also be mentioned that there was a rather large window, that allowed one to peer out and across the dark and depressing Mega-City, filled with pathetic little lives trying to survive day to day. Ah, but Nineveh will soon bring colour to this gaff though, give it time (and some credits) and it'll be beautiful! A place fit for a Queen, for sure. Talking of Queens, the welcoming committee had a serious need for new members. Each one of those hookers faces were not imprinted upon her mind, shame she hadn't taken names. The only one that had freely given their name was Victor, he hadn't caused enough concern to stick and want her to seek some sorta repayment. Plus, that 'top-dog' of a woman had showed up before any dishing out could have happened, and now she found herself owing to them, in a strange sort of way. Nineveh had been a little presumptuous on coming to the block from the streets, thinking it might have been an easier ride. No such luck. There were going to be two ways to survive, going under the radar or flying high above it. Of course, there was always an option three, but that one can be left wide open, for now. Sat crossed legged, bam, smack in the middle of the apartment, with Eden sniffing every corner, she stared out of the window and up at the full moon. " Guess if we show our worth with this whats-her-face woman, she might get us some work, wha'cha think, Eden? " Yes, though she 'owed' this woman for 'dissing' the 'their people', it could lead to better things or worse things. " But in the mean time, we gotta make our bread and butter. " Indeed, that meant that she couldn't sit around HERE all night, fearful of venturing outside 'just in case' and seek out work. Unfortunately, her main tool, that she was in dire need of, was not within her possession. A computer, of any kind! ||||||||||Somewhat damaged|||||||||| Nineveh Corliss |Hacker| |Peach Tree Resident| |MC-1 - PoD| [ Peach Trees Block - Lower Levels - Nineveh's Gaff ] -Inside or lurking outside Nineveh's apartment.- says to ALL: All of her wordly possessions, which didn't account for too much, were crammed into two bags. One that which raised some suspicion with that Victor fella, but was his judgment justified? After getting her lazy arse up, she'd started to unpack said belongings. In the duffel bag, there was clothes found, just as she had stated. But buried within were some items that might raise questions, not with those among the block, on the out reaches where law was better respected. A baseball bat, three grenades and a knife. Not to mention an 'inhaler', which let's just say, was not for medical uses! Or, in Nineveh's case, it might be considered medication. Of course, the inhaler was for emergencies only, for when a great need to smash someone's face in arose, she would need to slow herself down. Reeeelaaax. Strolling towards the front door, the leant the bat against the frame, because everyone knows that a bat near the door is perfect positioning for when the need for defense arises! " Hey, maybe we can be friends with her? " she continued to talk aloud, as though Eden might speak back to her. Friends with who exactly? Oh, you know, that woman who's name went unmentioned. Well SOMEBODY was in a good mood. Far from plotting hateful comebacks, she was actually thinking on the positive side of things. At the very bottom of the bag, was a scrap book, or a note book would be a better description. Inside were scribbled notes and sketches of faces. As she hummed fairly happily to herself, she moved with a sway to her hips towards the window, a pencil in hand. This was seriously OLDSKOOL!! But it was the fall back for when she couldn't get her hands on some sorta device that aloud her to tap on. And as those thoughts breezed through her currently jolly mind, which was somewhat muddled to say the least... need a pick-me-up, Nineveh!... there was a loud knock at the door! Now, who da fuk? " Our first visitor!! " her big mouth boomed over Eden's barking, and she rushed to the door, swinging it open, only to be greeted by an unkempt man. " I want you to increase my credits! " he demanded, sticking his foot between the door. A fine brow shot up: " You what, mate? " was all she could say in response. " Yeah, you're a hacker, you can do that. Increase my credits on the system, and I'll pay you. " Wait, what, he wants her to take ALL that risk to increase HIS credits, so that he in turn can pay her? Sliding the tip of her boot towards his, she started to force it back. " Yeeah, sorry, no idea wha'cha talking about. " Yes, word had already got out, guess that little welcoming group had helped her out A LITTLE, but she wasn't expecting WEIRDOS like THIS at her door. ||||||||||Somewhat damaged|||||||||| Nineveh Corliss |Hacker| |Peach Tree Resident| |MC-1 - PoD| [ Peach Trees Block - Lower Levels - Nineveh's Gaff ] -Inside or lurking outside Nineveh's apartment.- says to ALL: He wasn't going to give up that easily, another desperate soul seeking a quick and easy life, his fingers had already curled tightly around the edge of the door. " Everybody heard you, bitch! " What was it with everyone calling her a bitch?! " I - will - politely - ask - you - to - leave " she responded through a shakey voice, that was threatening to tip towards anger, her patience being tested. Reaching for his fingers, she started to peel them off, but his grasp was mighty! " LEAVE! " she shouted, Eden had by now come rushing towards the door and started to chew on his boot, the dog was also holding itself back from reacting without a command to do so, the man had gained sight of the beast and drew back his foot. " PLEASE! I got FIVE KIDS TO FEED! " Awwwww.. that's sad, and he almost pulled at her heart strings, until he reached in with his other hand and snatched a handful of those free flowing beautiful blonde locks, causing her head to tilt sideways! Naturally, she yelped, and the woman's weak attempts to stop him went up a notch. The knife that had been removed from the bag had been conveniently tucked on her person, for easy access. With drawing it, without thought, she sliced aross his fingers that taken ahold of the door. Blood instantly bubbled to the surface and leaked down the side of her new door. He let out an almighty scream, backing off immediately. It gave her time to slam the door shut and lock it, his angry fist pounded from the other side, with threats of: " YOUR TIME HERE IS SHORT! " Damnit, so much for making friends, she was quickly accumulating enemies! Let's hope he is in no way connected to whatsherface! |
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| Enigmatic Soul | Nov 24 2016, 04:52 PM Post #2 |
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(11/22/16 05:31) ||||||||||Somewhat damaged|||||||||| Nineveh Corliss |Hacker| |Peach Tree Resident| |MC-1 - PoD| [ Peach Trees Block - Lower Levels - Nineveh's Gaff ] -Inside or lurking outside Nineveh's apartment.- says to ALL: Nineveh had had one too many encounters with the people on this block, preferring to remain out of sight and out of mind. And that'd worked for her perfectly, no one had come knocking since she shooed that last tough guy away from her front door. Problem was, remaining stuffed in this small apartment was beginning to have an adverse effect on her mental state, psychologically speaking, she was deteriorating. The very walls that surrounded her breathed, elevating a real sense of pending doom. And every time she attempted to focus on her 'private work', a gazillion irritating ant legs marched across her scalp, with the force of many, ripping back her skull and proding her brain with tiny spikes. Of course, these was no where near in the realms of reality. Reality had shifted for her, it had become a blurred line, and she'd clung on so tightly to a tiny thread of hope for so long. What was the cause? Other than being cooped up in this depressing little flat. Did there have to be an explanation for her instability? No, not really. At least, not at this time! TEEHEE! Stood in front of a shoddy mirror that was bolted to the wall, she caked on an unholy amount of foundation, it took her a good hour before she appeared satisfied with the results. The finishing touch was a slapping on some 'hooker red' lippy. " Perfect " she declared, bobbing her pig-tailed head from side to side with glee. " Let's hit the town! " Eden, the Pitbull was sat in the corner of the apartment, peering across at the woman. Apparently the pooch wanted to stay indoors, shooting the hairy friend two piercing blue peepers, she flashed a brief smile. " It's okay, you can stay. You'd only slow me down " picking up that duffel bag of hers, she slung it over her shoulder and strutted her way out into the unknown, slamming the apartment door behind her and leaving poor Eden in complete silence. (11/22/16 05:49) ||||||||||Somewhat damaged|||||||||| Nineveh Corliss |Hacker| |Peach Tree Resident| |MC-1 - PoD| [ Peach Trees Block ] -Is somewhere within the Peach Trees. Home to some of the more dangerous elements in MC-1 including numerous gangs inhabiting the various levels of the block and fighting for control.- says to ALL: A happy-go-lucky tune vibrated from her throat, as she hummed merrily walking along the corridors, heading for the entrance of the block.... or exit, in her case. But something caught the corner of her eye, plastered over the walls, side railings and even doors, was a picture of a woman that she hadn't seen before. Either that, or she hadn't taken the time to take note or perhaps simply didn't care. Stopping abruptly in her cocksure stride, she slammed her heels together in a military fashion and than shifted her weight to the left, in a swift semi-circle. Better known as an 'about turn'. The purpose of which, was so she could face the poster face first. " Oooh, good day to you, Madam... " leaning inwards, she squinted her eyes to read the advertisement. Uuuh, someone serious needs to visit the opticians! Or she's just being over dramatic, best bet is to go with the latter! " .....Stella Haden. Running for Mayor are we? How quite, positively, W-O-N-D-A-F-O-O-L! " her vocals hitting a high pitch of delight. Taking a single step forward, she tilted her head to one side. " But tell me, are you down with the kids? What are your policies on keeping a bitch down? Do you intend on spreading the wealth? Any plans on legalizing slo-mo? Hmmm, hmmm, can't hear you, speak up. You're going to have to speak up if you want MY vote to be Mayor, this will NOT do! " a deep frown tugged those pretty brows, straightening her posture, she began to shake her head from side to side. " Your silence does not please me, it is a sign of weakness. Maybe I should give you another chance, but you snotty noses never change, do you? Be honest...oh wait, you're a politician, you CAN'T be honest. HA! " in a single movement, her hand darted out and her fingers caught the corner of the poster, ripping it in a diagonal direction. The poster tore in such a way, that it removed the woman's eyes, on the picture...that is. " Shit! " she exclaimed, before trying to press the other half of the poster back where it was, but it flopped down. Ruined. " Oh... sorry.. got a bit passionate there. You still look good though. Talk later, love you, bye! " without another word, she took off at high speeds, away from the vandalized poster. ....to be continued (when RT brain settles down! -shifty eyes, though posting while brain is this fast, could be fun. Contemplates.-) |
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