(Last Updated – 05/21/2012)
(Originally Written: January 2012)
April 30th 2059 – 1:40 PM
*They Drive along the stretch of highway, the buildings passing by them on either side of the vehicle. Silence pervades an air of urgency that hangs about as Rachel touches a button on her ear piece in the front seat*
Rachel: Sergai... get everyone in the conference room, I got something to say when we get back... see if you can do some networking to get everyone on.
*a pause as Sergai responds*
Rachel: Bah, F*ck Grayson... he doesn't need to be there. We can leave the attack-dogs out of the loop... Just get everyone ready for a meeting alright?
*A few moments later and she clicks the button on the earpiece again. She turns in her seat to semi face Thomas And Dria*
Rachel: You guys better talk if you want me to not convert you back... I know you two don't want that.
Thomas: Im gunna say it again... we wanted to know what was going on, so we helped her out.
Rachel: Lenore say anything to you that was important?
Thomas: She said she needed help getting out of the city and that she had some sensitive data on her.
Rachel: What Kind of Data?
Thomas: Didn't say-
Dria*: -If you're going to lie to her at least try-
Rachel: Dammit! *She faces around to look out the front of the humvee. Only the motor can be heard for the next five minutes as they zip down the highway back into the Vegas area. The driver turns and goes off into the main streets at the next exit. Another few minutes at they begin seeing zombies up ahead of them that are attacking a small group of players. Rachel stands up and pops her body from the waist up out the gunner hole of the Humvee. She positions her arms together, pointing them outward, then bringing them apart. The zombies of the horde in front of them seem to be pushed aside as if flung by force of an invisible gale. The humvee speeds up to get through the fresh gap as it begins to close... Dria begins clapping. Slow and sarcastic*
Rachel(without turning around or looking down to her: Quit it.
*Another few minutes pass and the player density increases. People give odd glances as they see the humvee and get out the way as it continues to go down the street at 40 miles per hour. Another minute at they're at the gates. Rachel again uses her hands in the same fashion to quickly fling open the giant reinforced doors, faster than they should be able to move. A crowd of players on the other side of it jumps as the doors are flung open. The driver of the humvee begins honking the horn and players start to sort themselves out as the humvee slows to a crawl at the edge of the crowd. They get past the crowd as people begin to chant. Its muffled at first but by the time they're passed the crowd its a roar:
"Player Zed, Kill em Dead."
The mantra continues as they make their way slowly down the street. Rachel is still standing out of the gunner hole as people begin to follow the Humvee down the strip. They arrive at the moderators skyscraper and a few moderators rush out the front doors to create a perimeter and hold people back as they try to push and shove to get to the doors of the humvee, feebly tugging of the left back door handle. The moderators finish setting up a perimeter and Rachel climbs out of the turret hole, swinging herself over the edge of the vehicle and touching down. Before opening the door on Thomas's Side she takes the Shortened Fifty cal rifle off her back. She then opens the door and Thomas gets out slowly to the wild yell and chant the crowd behind the perimeter. Dria gets out behind Thomas a few seconds later*
April 30th 2059 – 2:20 PM
Dria(Yelling slightly to get over the roar of the crowd: It this festive when Player zombies are brought in?
Rachel(also raising her voice a bit: It's been a while since they've seen blood. There wont be any... yet.
*They begin walking towards the moderator building and a pistol shot rings out from the crowd and strikes Dria in the back. Rachel immediately produces something from thin air and cocks an arm back as if to throw the object. Thomas gets a quick look at it to see it's an old WWII German hand grenade, the wood of it replaced by metal and spray painted in large red letters along the handle is the words: "BAN HAMMER"
Everyone in the crowd goes silent upon it seeing the Ban Hammer cocked for a throw.*
Rachel(an amplified voice... as if by mods: The person who shot at her will step forward... otherwise this is getting thrown into the crowd!
*A man who's still holding a revolver nervously steps forward from the crowd. The moderators let him by and he comes up to Rachel... he's sweating slightly as Rachel still has the ban hammer cocked to throw it. His head is down and he's looking at the floor in front of him*
Rachel: Look me in the eyes...
*The man with the revolver slowly looks up and makes eye contact with Rachel. She brings the Ban Hammer down on his head after looking into his eyes, and He ceases to exist. The crowd sees this and begins to silently walk away as she again cocks to hammer back as if to throw it at them.*
Rachel(her voice amplified again: If you're gunna get an execution... It'll be by me, and announced over the Speaker system. Just like last time...
*Rachel turns as she holsters the grenade and beckons for Thomas and Dria to follow her inside and they do so wordlessly. As they enter the doorway-*
Dria: So if you're hit by the... Ban Hammer... you're Banned from the game?
Rachel: Yeah, but That was just a temporary ban... I Switch the nob around at the bottom and I can get all sorts of nasty things to happen... I pull the pin and its a contact area effect of however large I want it...
*The get in an elevator and it begins to rise to the top floor*
Thomas: Why are you taking us up here again?
Rachel: I have something planned for you two...
*the elevator door opens to the nerve center and everyone looks up for a moment to see Rachel. They all seem to be more at attention*
Rachel: Conference Room... NOW
*People at their various stations get up and head down a hall to the left of the elevator that leads to an area that seems more like a huge classroom than a conference room... everyone begins to take seats and after about two minutes of doing so they are all seated with Rachel in the front of the room and Thomas and Dria off to her left.*
Rachel: You might remember these two from a week ago... Thomas Daeton and Dria Salcome...the Infamous "Daeton and Salcome" that we thought were TKers 'til we found 'em... As you all know, Lenore Hawkins was a mole and it was my fault she got away with something...
*Not a person says a thing as Rachel stops talking... as if waiting for a response. Someone in the back cautiously raises a hand*
Rachel: Yes Lawson...
Person in the back (a girl... middle aged: Why do you have these two here Miss Laughlin?
Rachel: Good... *She looks to her side to see Thomas and Dria looking back at her* I need them here because I need witnesses
Thomas*: Witnesses... sh*t...
Rachel: Anyone have the data report as to what Lenore took?
*Another hand, middle of the room, is raised Rachel points to him and he stands before speaking*
The man: Um... she got a copy of... everything...
*Rachel's eyes go wide as she takes a Derringer double Barreled magnum from her side holster and points it at him*
*The man wrenches his eyes closed as he nods his head fast, expecting a bullet to come his way*
Rachel: F*CK *She Shoots him in the head with the double barreled Magnum and his head explodes violently as blood is spattered around the room, some of the people in the room duck upon hearing the gunshot while others don't. The mans body sags to the floor, still gushing blood from the jagged stump. Dria Blinks some of the blood that got on her face out of here eyes as Thomas was lucky enough to duck out of the way of one of the sprays... Dria licks her lips of some of the blood that got on her face*
Rachel: F*****************CK *The word trails out for a full 5 seconds before she breaths in and out rapidly looking around at a still stunned audience. Rachel slows her breathing as she hold out her other hand to the still bleeding body on the ground. The head reforms instantly and the guy gets up*
Rachel(suddenly sounding really guilty: Sorry... Bad habit...
The guy that just had his head blasted open: It's... It's alright...
Rachel: You sure it was "everything"...
The guy who was killed: Yeah...
Rachel: Alright... we have a contingency plan for this sh*t right Sergai?
*A man in the front row with a Stalin-esk mustache speaks*
Sergai(a well pronounced Russian accent, yet his English annunciation is rather crisp: Da. We have two options... Relocate again, or we can hold our ground with a tactical disadvantage...
*Rachel Holds her chin in though for but a few moments*
Rachel(as she shakes her head: Oh no... I'm not relocating again. It was enough trouble getting from Lake Tahoe to Here... We're gunna let loose with the big guns.
*A person in the middle raises their hand a bit. Rachel points to her*
The girl who raised her hand: Does that mean we're breaking Shine's Weaponry agreement again?
Rachel: Not exactly... start distributing the Quiver systems..
Dria: Quiver system?
Rachel: You'll get one too... but first I have a proposition to make... you two wanna be my double agents? This is a yes or no question...
Rachel: -That word better be a yes or a no... Think it out with your little telepathy bulsh*t
Thomas*: so watcha thinkin'?
Dria*: I'm not doing this unless we can get immunity for Jerrome... if we have to stop by there again, which we will, they'll know.
Thomas*: Sounds fair enough... I just wanna know what these Quiver systems are.
Dria*: Me too... So we agreeing to this?
Rachel: Knew you'd come to our si-
Dria: -But! *a beat* Two conditions!
Dria: One... Immunity for the modder Known as Jerrome Yates...
Rachel: Mister Yates? *She begins laughing for a moment and stops rather suddenly* He's nothing... He just supplies people with clothing and the occasional boob job... he's harmless to the gun market so what do we care!
Dria(sounding annoyed: Give Him immunity Dammit...
*Rachel Continues laughing for a moment then stops, looking puzzled*
Rachel: You're serious?
*Dria nods once*
Rachel: Fine, He's Immune... But what else is he supplying now...
Dria: Chems... Combat armor up to combat skins... Various forms of modded make-up and those nice contact lenses you saw earlier when you brought us in the first time.
Rachel(cocking an eyebrow, obviously impressed: Combat skins? I don't know how he kept those a secret... *She closes her eyes for a moment and mumbles something, then reopens them* I've Given him Immunity... what's the Second Condition Salcome...
Dria: We don't get turned... I wanna stay like this.
Rachel: That makes some things more difficult... but I can work with that.
Thomas: Good. Now what does this double agent thing enta- *He becomes silent mid sentence as he looses control of his body and begins to speak unlike himself... his voice more low... Thomas looks over to Rachel and smiles, looking her over head to toe*
Thomas(his voice has different intonations in it now, and sounding as if He's pleased to see her: Rachel dearest...
*Rachel takes a step back from Thomas as she draws her magnum again, pointing at Thomas*
Rachel(sounding nervous and outraged at the same time: The f*ck you say?
Thomas(with a smile on his face: It's good to see you again Rachel... How many months has it been?
*Rachel Blinks a few times in confusion*
Rachel: Wes...*She trails off and shakes her head a few times before continuing* Shine?
Thomas(speaking as Shine's Proxy: Quite a nice base of operations you have here *He glances down at Rachel again head to toe again, his eyes stopping at her average sized breasts housed beneath her combat armor and frowning* Those are new...
*Rachel Comes Forward Pressing the Derringer to Thomas's Forehead*
Rachel: WE HAVE AN AGREEMENT. OUT! *She cocks the hammer back on the magnum*
Thomas(Still talking as A proxy for Shine: Very well...
*Shine Trails off with a few seconds of well practiced and obviously self indulgent maniacal laughter ... Thomas regains controls of himself a few seconds later, and he shakes his head slightly. Rachel Lowers the Magnum.*
Thomas: That was F*ckin' weird...
Rachel(suddenly looking paranoid, and mumbling under her breath as she shakes her head: Sh*t sh*t sh*t sh*t sh*t, sh*t... *She looks up to Thomas and Dria, her voice returning to normal* You two still wanna be my Double agents?
Thomas: Yeah... we're still good for that... same conditions apply.
Rachel(Sounding Relieved: Good...
*Rachel looks out to the 50 or so moderators in the room*
Rachel: This meeting is adjourned... *She walks out of the room and motions for Thomas and Dria to follow. They do so until they again get into one of those private rooms on the side. They're lead in and the door shuts behind them... locking of its own accord. Rachel sits down across from them in the interrogation style room.*
Thomas: So what's our first assignment?
Rachel: Tell me when you start seeing player zombies coming... hell, tell me if you hear them... I just wanna know whenever you two start seeing slash hearing activity... you guys can go places my moderators- well, it's not impossible but it's really hard.
Dria: Okay... but what about the Quiver systems?
Rachel: Those? *She chuckles for a moment* those are something that we developed to get around Shine's weaponry agreement...
Thomas: Wait a second... Shine set these standards... like the ones in the pamphlet?
Rachel: Yeah... part of... a 'contract' I Have with him...
Dria: Still not telling us what Quivers are.,..
*Rachel is silent for a moment as a small little metal pin appears in her open hand. It depicts a small little quiver of arrows on it.*
Rachel: This pin is a Quiver system Refill mod. You wave a magazine by it... it refills instantly. You place a spent casing near it it refills. Only works on bullet weapons though... Lemmie demonstrate
*She stands from her chair and goes round to the back of Thomas and Dria, Undoing their cuffs with a wave of her left hand. They both rub their semi Raw wrists*
Rachel: Thomas... Your Soviet Rifle please...
*Thomas Begrudgingly hands over the Rifle to Rachel Who proceeds to mash the trigger, firing burst after burst into the wall where the bullets hit, then deform and stick to the wall, denting it. Once the mag has been spent she takes it off the rifle, holds it near the pin, then puts it back on the rifle and chambers a round before continuing to fire. She stops half way through the second clip, handing the Rifle back to Thomas*
Rachel: Get it now?
Thomas(as he takes his Rifle from Rachel, sounding clearly impressed: Oh now that is some most excellent modding...
Rachel: You'll both get one... but there's one more thing I have to do so you two can come back and report to me if necessary...
*Two Gauntlets with wrist mounted mod scanners on them plop into existence on the table and two Moderator earpieces appear as well.*
Dria: Wait... this for real?
Rachel: You're not officially moderators... but this is mainly so that people stop bugging you on the street out there. Your average Vegas gamer is more afraid of a lurking moderator then a player zed...
Thomas: Thank you? *He takes the gauntlet and slips it on his left arm after hiking up his left sleeve*
Rachel: these do work... and to be honest, you find mods please take 'em... your not on pay-role but I have you on call if I need you two... also head over to Jerrome and get made up to look normal... *She looks at Dria* what the hell are we gunna do about your eyes though?
Dria: I don't know... it wont stop no matter what I try to do... *She takes the Gauntlet off the table and slips it on, cinching the gauntlet up to fit*
Thomas: We get the blood scanners?
Dria: Player Directory access?
Rachel: No!... Just, quiet... I already regret doing this but maybe we can pull through whatever Shine's gunna throw at us if you two help. Okay?
*Thomas and Dria put their earpieces in place on their Right ears*
Thomas: Sounds like a plan...