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String - ENCRYPTED #8

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CONTENT:  P.O.I #08 – 万荣 (Wan Rong) “GRIM”

ARCHIVED: November 18th, 1975

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String - Interception 10.7

I took a deep breath and listened to the hum of machinery.

I felt like the walls were closing in around me. The dinner with Lucy’s father was happening this week and Sam had yet to come up with a game plan because she was so busy trying to deal with Seraphim, and figuring out how to capture a Walker. There was too much piling up on her shoulders, on all of our shoulders.

Okay, what now?

I looked across the room to the hovering blob of liquid above the table. My su...

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String - Interception 10.6

My ‘tour guide’ escorted me to the private parking garage where a blacked-out SUV sat.

Francis stood by the front passenger seat, his hands clasped in front of him with his usual stony expression. He didn’t move as we approached, but my escort stepped to the side and gestured towards the car.

“Next time…” the guard’s hand stopped me, while the other hovered over a sheathed knife. “You won’t take the scenic route. Pull shit like that again, and I’ll sho...

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String - Interception 10.5

I was faced with a dilemma.

In order to get what I needed, I had two options. I could explain everything to Cyberspace and be upfront about why I was seeking out Splicer’s tech. A pretty simple yes or no all things considered and if I revealed what happened with Gaea, I’d likely be seeing Splicer within the hour. That did however come with the complication of being questioned about why I didn’t reveal the info earlier.

I would be scolded for omitting the details, but I was c...

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String - Interception 10.4

The rest of the mission went without a hitch.

I returned to my workshop with minimal power left in my suit. There had not been any cause for concern, and I relayed as much to everyone anxiously waiting for me to get back. However, I had kept my encounter with Gaea to myself for the moment. I didn’t know how to even approach that topic, let alone explain it. I could see Sam suspecting me of keeping a secret. Gold would have clued in instantly, but everyone else was none-the-wiser.

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String - Interception 10.3

Thunder boomed as I filled the hole containing one of the last seismic sensors. By now, they would be picking up and transmitting enough data to tell where the Walkers were at all times. The mission was almost complete and I would be able to return to my workshop.

I reflected on the thrill I felt during my encounter with The ECU. It was a little concerning that getting into a potentially lethal fight didn’t fill me with unending dread anymore. I couldn’t pin down when the change occ...

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String - Interception 10.2

Nothing can top Grim.

I repeated that over and over in my head as I retreated into the apartment complex. I kept an eye on the fire exit and slowed my movements the moment my pursuers gave chase. Copycat was first, vaulting over the railing and rolling into the hallway with enough grace to make him look like he was skating on thin air. Prosperity was close behind, already transformed and sniffing the air.

“Okay newbie, just follow my lead,” Copycat said. “Don’t sp...

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String - Interception 10.1

Water droplets obscuring my vision had me mentally revising my helmet design.

A vicious storm had arrived today, unleashing torrential rain upon Bayside. The area of the city that was flooded to disable Grim only two weeks prior had been healing, but now the damaged stormwater drains had overflowed, recreating the destruction in the streets.

The storm made navigation difficult but enabled covert movement, making conditions to execute our plan ideal.

After last night’s disc...

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String - Ignition Interlude: Domination

All of this… it was familiar.

The roaring inferno consuming homes. 

The taste of smoke and ash filling the air. 

The desperate echoing cries of the dying.

Domination was in Hell, and even as a frequent visitor, it never got easier.

The flames had turned the streets into a nightmare, and there was no doubt that this event would cripple the city.

She had long since lost count of how many conflicts she was involved with over her many years as an EC...

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String - Ignition 9.9

Explaining what happened was much easier than I thought. The tricky part was explaining my motives.

“We have the advantage of knowing who Wildfire is without him knowing about us. He spoke with Liberation’s authority at Gaea’s meeting, so that means he’s one of Pandora’s biggest assets. We take him out, we destabilize them,” I explained, doing my best to ignore the smoldering gaze Lucy was sending me. “Let me just clarify that I have no intentions to kill him...

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String - Ignition 9.8

One by one, my drones filtered back into my workshop. 

No one spoke as I guided them back to their charging stations, each one letting out a low hum as the camouflage deactivated. I’d been cutting it close on the battery, and I wasn’t sure if I would be able to get them back on time. New Market was a hotspot, every nearby Walker and Sweeper was on high alert. I managed, but it was by no means an easy task.

“Well, that confirms it, Mirage is still in the city,” I said,...

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String - Ignition 9.7

I almost needed to remind myself to breathe.

Trap or not, Mirage had exposed himself to us, and now I was going to do everything in my power to take advantage. Controlling my drones remotely wasn’t a difficult task. I would pilot the designated leader and have the rest follow closely behind. The only challenge was pathing. With Sweepers and Walkers patrolling Bayside twenty-four-seven, I couldn’t risk running into them.

I was forced to play cat and mouse, flying my drones low ...

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String - Third Cover!

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String - Ignition 9.6

Sam’s unstable mood left the room’s atmosphere feeling heavy. It was clear that Liam and Mia were put off by the false cheeriness she was putting forward, and I knew Lucy would see right through it. 

We caught Lucy up on what we had been through since the formation of Madhouse, and from the looks of it, she was a good fit with the team. Still, I couldn’t ignore the tension in the room. I needed Lucy to feel she was welcome here and could rely on us, so I was annoyed Sam was o...

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String - Ignition 9.5

When I heard the door to my workshop open, I looked up to see Sam scowling as she strode in. I knew she was upset with me about Lucy, but when I saw the state she was in, it apparently wasn’t the only thing troubling her. Her hair was a mess and there was a nasty gash down the left side of her neck that had stained her school uniform with blood.

“Wh–”

A loud rumbling beneath us cut me off before I could ask what happened. Sam immediately reached for the nearest table to st...

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String - Ignition 9.4

My plan was simple: walk to the car with Lucy after school and wait for Liam to meet us.

I had already texted Sam to let her know I was bringing Lucy to the hideout. I didn’t receive an outright ‘no,’ but I felt like I could gauge the tone of her response. She was cautious and wouldn’t be entirely thrilled I was involving someone with direct ties to Pandora.

I watched the clock tick by until the final bell rang.

“Where do you think you’re going, Mr....

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String - Ignition 9.3

Lucy and I barely made it to the next hallway before she pulled me to the side. Her head was on a swivel to ensure we had privacy, but I knew nobody would be around. Homeroom had started and if we weren’t in class in the next five minutes, we would be risking detention. The look on Lucy’s face told me detention was the last thing on her mind.

“I don’t know what you’re trying to pull here, Max, but my father is the last person you want as an enemy right now. Don...

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String - Ignition 9.2

It was still early morning and we were eager to go out guns blazing, but Francis brought us back down to earth. He said we should set up a location for an ambush to give ourselves the best chance of success, and that we should wait until after school to execute the plan. Sam – being the most eager – was quick to contend his point. However, when she found herself with no backup from the rest of us, she relented.

“I feel like I’m in way over my head.”

I understood where Li...

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String - Ignition 9.1

Waking up to sirens blaring throughout the city snapped me into fight-or-flight mode. 

I was out of bed and halfway down the stairs to my workshop before I figured out what was going on. Francis was already up and dressed, staring out of a one-way armored window. It was still early winter morning, so the sun had yet to come up, but the light pouring through the window had me thinking it was much later in the day. It wasn’t until I peered out the window that I saw what was happeni...

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String - ENCRYPTED #7

EVOHUMAN CRISIS UNIT RESTRICTED DATABASE

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CONTENT: EVOHUMAN ORGANIZATIONS – THE PANDORA INITIATIVE

ARCHIVED: August 29th, 1973

UPDATED/EDITED: November 6th, 2005

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String - Initialization Interlude: Samael

Richard calmly sat at the family dining table grazing on some morning toast while his mother and father cracked at the seams. 

The family business was already hemorrhaging funds before Grim’s rampage, but since then, Richard’s parents have been virtually drowning. The building they leased was caught in the abrupt flooding with most of their stock either damaged or stolen in the ensuing chaos. Insurance companies were scrambling to try and cover the damages. It was an economic n...

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String - Initialization 8.8

My fingertips brushed the front of my power armor. 

With my suit in the Disengagement Unit I had designed to house it when not in use, I could work on it. I was able to get better readings on power consumption when it was hooked up, while simultaneously testing how efficient my modules were. So far, I knew my Camouflage Module drained power at a predictable pace. The kinetic dampeners devoured power depending on the level of absorbed impacts.

The Jericho Core MK II powered th...

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String - Initialization 8.7

I was beginning to feel the heat of frustration grasping at my throat. 

The thought of what could be contained within Deadlocked's prototype consumed me, yet it seemed any idea I had to crack it open would yield the same result – nothing. In an effort to develop software that could interface with it, I invested charges over time onto my personal laptop. This project was something I had neglected, and with Grim’s defeat, I was finally afforded the time I so desperately wanted. E...

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String - Initialization 8.6

“Maxis?”

I looked up to see my teacher, hand outstretched with a note. I had made it to the last class of the day wondering when I would be called on. Why had she waited until the end of the day? Did she suspect there was more to it and planned to confront me? I knew the note was a summons from Domination before my teacher even said another word.

“This is for you.”

I nodded slightly as I retrieved the note from my teacher’s hand. As I had suspected, it was a reques...

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String - Initialization 8.5

I saw the ripples in the air before they hit me, blasting from the engines of The Mothership. The spacecraft loomed above The ECU’s Citadel, eclipsing the daylight across Bayside. The sight and sheer scale was unlike anything I had ever seen, leaving me in awe to witness the pinnacle of Mechatechnology.

There wasn’t a moment in my life where I’d felt so miniscule.

It was commonly thought that Ajax was the strongest Super alive, with almost no one even coming close to the amo...

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String - ENCRYPTED #6

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CONTENT:  P.O.I #02 – [REDACTED] “AJAX”

ARCHIVED: December 13th, 1999

UPDATED/EDITED: November 7th, 2007

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String - Initialization 8.4

“Good morning, everyone. I hope you are all doing well this Monday morning.”

Knowing the truth, hearing those words come from my Headmaster’s mouth made me sick. This must have been what Sam felt like, knowing all the skeletons in someone’s closet and having to watch them put on this facade. For years I was none the wiser, going about my daily routine while Pandora agents looked for ways to induct students into their cult. I couldn’t even make the excuse that it was a recent d...

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String - Initialization 8.3

I was at the point where I barely cared about school anymore. I knew that if I was going purely for education, I’d stop showing up within a week. So, I decided to return with a few goals in mind. Not too long ago, Sam drew my attention to the fact that staff and students at my school were working for our rivals. Since I was returning, I came prepared. I brought four drones and stationed them around the school with active camouflage modules enabled.

Less than ten minutes after arriving...

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String - Initialization 8.2

One of my larger 3D printers hummed as it worked, and I patiently watched from a chair, gripping a fresh hot chocolate. It wouldn’t be long before the machine finished, and I could see if my curiosity paid off. Idly, I tapped the side of the mug before taking a sip. Withholding my anticipation proved to be a trying task, but I was excited to see how this project continued after this step. There was only one issue that worried me.

I set my hot chocolate aside as I stood, watching the m...

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