Cyberpunk-themed RP

[Teo]

Richard fiddled with various objects at the table '
"I don't know, you want him, you take him, I'm happy to have him if you don't"

He stretched his arms out and stood up, and then promptly sat back down after stretching his legs

[Blue Fox]

"He's already fast asleep. I may as well take him for the night. That's my number. If you need anything Ran from one place to another, or for any reason at all, there's my number. How can I get a hold of you if something goes wrong?"

[Teo]

Richard rips a page out of his notebook and hands it to him
"Well, here's my number" he smirks "call me" he says in a humouring tone

"And yeah, it'd be better if you took Raz, I live too far away"

[Blue Fox]

Blue threw Richard an unamused grimace. "When I need to," he retorted.
Blue stood and padded over to the elevator, his cybernetically enhanced legs whirring near-silently as he went. He bumped the 'V' button with his elbow and glanced over his shoulder.
"Not that you would know this is totally out-of-character for me to say, but we should totally go blow some $#!% up tomorrow."
With nothing else being said, he stepped into the elevator and rode it all the way down to the street. He stood patiently awaiting for the signalling 'ding,' when he would take off in a glass-smooth run to house 24, where he and Raz would spend what was left of the night.

[Teo]

Richard was a little startled by that last remark, but passed it off as a joke. He stayed sat at the table quietly, just thinking until he was able to pay the bill

[Rayleonarde]

Ray now sat atop his drone, hovering way above the streets. He was absorbing all of the raw data the city could offer. Every street camera, every drone, every device feeding the raccoon's mind. Ray was looking for the drone-killer, as he realized there might have been a bounty involved. As he pulled data, he sent an outgoing message.


-Somewhere in a jungle-
A soldier, a raccoon, wearing the same suit as Ray was tied to a chair, beaten and bleeding. A large, short-furred wolf stood in front of the raccoon, holding a baseball bat. "That sub-derm armor's puttin' in overtime, huh?" The wolf grinned widely. "So, you gonna tell us where your friends are, or no?"
The raccoon shook his head slightly. "N-No. I'm gonna watch you bleed! Ronnie!"
The wolf grunted, and raised the bat high over his head, but was halted in his swing as a horrifying, metallic roar filled the air. Guards were outside shouting, firing, and all-around panicking. After a few minutes, they stopped firing, opting instead for terrified whimpering. The wolf, obviously livid, stepped out of the interrogation room, shouting.
"What's the meaning of this? You guys find whatever scared you and...kill...it..." The realization hit him as he turned to the entrance of the camp, and there stood a metal behemoth. Huge crooked arms held gigantic cannons, broad shoulders carried miniguns, and the back of this machine stored several dozen hunter-killer drones. The machine's tail dragged slowly across the ground, it's bladed edges hissing and sparking against the rocks.
The raccoon, who had once been tied up, had gotten loose and made his way to the now-petrified wolf. He placed a paw gently on the wolf's shoulder, and spoke softly. "Tell your men to drop their guns, before my metal mate here decides to splatter you all across this clearing."
The command never left the wolf's mouth, his soldiers dropped their guns, dropped to their knees, and folded their paws behind their heads. As the wolf was about to do the same, the raccoon stopped him, smiling widely as the wolf had before. "Where are my manners. That's Ronnie," at this the raccoon pointed at the machine, who merely growled in response, "and I am Jayce Blackburn." Jayce patted the wolf's shoulder, and made his way to Ronnie. As the raccoon boarded, he simply said one word. "Fire."

The wolf and his soldiers were gone before they even knew what happened. As Jayce took his seat inside Ronnie, he noticed an email. After a few moments of reading, a huge smile crossed his face. "T-Twenty...five...thousand. Ronnie! To the city!"


((Sorry for the wall-post, I thought this up while at work. If there's an issue, please let me know.))

[Teo]

Richard was sat at the restaurant, oblivious to the plot against him. He at this point had eaten about four burgers. He belches, thinking about the new addition to his little group he had going. He sipped on his cola, looking out of the window blankly

[Blue Fox]

(I personally think it's awesome, Ray  No complaints here!)
Blue, completely oblivious to any drones or bounty hunters in the skies above, ran long strides over the pale streets below. He whooshed through the heavy mists that shrouded the streets this time of night, stirring up the thick clouds beneath the neon signs and street lights. The constant wind rippling through his fur, the way he so effortlessly moved, it was to him as though he was flying - flying low to the ground. To Blue, there was nothing else in the world that could make him feel so grand. Running was all he knew. And he was okay with that.
Before long, Blue stood at the front gate of the towering home that had previously belonged to Richard. He started to wonder how he could afford such a luxury. Actual houses in this city were near impossible to afford. Although, he recalled, he threw around thousands like they were dollar bills. What kind of things did he do to get that kind of cash?? Blue stopped himself. Maybe it was best he didn't know. But then again, he was the one working for Richard now.
Blue jiggled the doorknob to see if it was unlocked. It wasn't, much to his relief. In a swift motion, he took the key from his pocket and pushed through the door.
"Lights," he said to the AI, assuming the house had one.
A small humming sound filled the walls and a female AI repeated back to him, "Lights" as the place slowly lit up.
He was rather impressed by the sprawling interior. It seemed to go on for days. He never usually got to go inside the places he delivered to. But despite the welcoming atmosphere, he knew better than to trust a stranger's home so readily. Though, he didn't smell anything that would signal that someone had been there recently, he wanted to be extra cautious.
He came to the first bedroom and went inside, locking to door. One large bed stood as the centerpiece. Perfect for Raz and himself. He lay baby Raz down in the bed and tucked him in comfortably. Than he did a brief sweep of the whole room and the closet, finding nothing to worry about, much to his satisfaction.
He climbed into bed and whispered, "Lights," and the house became dark once again.
Blue's head hit the pillow, and sleep hit Blue back, hard.

(Now, I'm sorry about the long post  )

[Teo]

(I like the long posts, it's a good read, also really looking forward to Ray coming over)

Richard grabbed his phone remembering something in the house, he texted Blue

'safe behind tree picture. code 2387, 1k inside, should keep you going for a while'

He sighed and went back it admiring the view from the diner

[Razuel]

Raz curled beneath the sheets and snuggled up against Blue, trying to warm up faster

[Rayleonarde]

Ray landed the drone and dismounted. He then began to wander the streets, still drawing data from any device he could.

[Blue Fox]

Blue tossed and turned in his sleep. He'd been having trouble before. Nightmares plagued his thoughts. It was always the same. Twisting, grinding, squealing metal pierced his ears. He heard shouts, but he didn't know where they came from. Left? Right? Everyone was running. Megabytes, gigabytes, terabytes... ones and zeroes flashed by. Neon lights lit up behind him, but they weren't really there. Instead, when he turned around, two bright lights rushed up to meet him. Broken glass. The smell of alcohol filled his nostrils. A body lay on the ground. Blue couldn't feel his legs. He moved closer to the man, but when he did, the corpse launched at him and grabbed his throat.
Blue woke with a start, clutching at the bedsheets that he had become entangled with. He yanked them away from his throat, and he staggered out of bed, coughing enough to make his head pound. He tripped over the sheets and landed against the wall. He waited until he caught his breath again and slowly rose to his feet and made his way to the dresser, his paws planted firmly on either end of it. He looked up at his reflection. Gaps in the curtains let small spots of light hit his face. His icy blue eyes seemed to light themselves up, as usual, and the bags he'd lately been sporting beneath them had yet to fade.
Blue shook his head. He knew he wouldn't be able to go back to sleep again. So he did what he'd been doing every night for the past few months. He reached into his pocket and popped the top to a small container.
He tapped two small pills into the palm of his paw; one was orange - the other was blue.
The orange one basically felt like a power surge to the brain - an hour later, and he had a full night's sleep. It was sort of like caffeine, but better, cleaner, and without the side-effects.
The blue one was to keep his body from rejecting his cybernetic legs. The blue ones were just about gone, but this didn't matter, since he hadn't seen any signs of rejection since the beginning. He popped them both into his mouth and downed them without the ease of water.
"Thanks, Doc," he murmured.
He sighed and rubbed his eyes. He may as well see what Richard was up to. He picked up his phone. There was a massage about a hidden safe. He shrugged. He'd get to it soon. He drew a cable from the phone to one of his ears and pocketed the cell once he punched in Richard's number and it began to ring.

(trying to make Blue's story a bit more in-depth)

[Teo]

Richard was tired, he'd spent all night at the diner, what else could a wanted criminal do without being noticed?

He notices his phone was vibrating and slowly picked it up

"Hellooo?"

[Razuel]

Raz had woken up once felt Blue tossing and turning and on one of the turns from blue, he had accidentally pulled on one of Raz's legs which scared him and from the rubbing of the blanket, one of the scabs on his body opened and it left a small splatter of blood trail behind him as he scuttled off of the bed and out of the room, thus finding a small hole in a lower cabinet as to hide as he had gotten scared from Blue's moving in his sleep.




A small puddle of blood was left where Raz was previously on the bed.

[Blue Fox]

Blue's ears perked at Richard's voice. "You're still up," he said, sounding surprised. "Don't know why that comes as a shock to me." He sighed and rubbed his eyes, still trying to clear his head. "This painting you messaged me about. Where is it?, exactly? There's paintings everywhere, and this house is massive." He to open the door but stopped when he saw what was wrong: It was ajar, and there was a small blood trail. He searched over his shoulder in a panic when he realized he'd almost forgotten Raz. He tore at the bed sheets, hoping desperately that he was still there, but all that remained was a red puddle reeking of blood. His search was to no avail. Raz had disappeared.
He couldn't let Richard know. He wouldn't like it one bit, he was sure. He stayed as silent as a frantically panting fox could as he unpocketed his phone once again. He clicked on the light and carefully stepped over the blood. The door squeaked behind his paw as he pushed it fully open and began to scan the hallway with the small pocket light.
"I'm in the front hallway," he reported, glaring wide-eyed down at the trickle of a trail.