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Manhunt; A game of hide-and-seek in Noctopolis
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A reward of 500,000 credits will be paid for the recovery of a black briefcase in the possession of one Aleksandr Sukhov, pictured below. The briefcase contains extremely valuable paper data, vital to the operations of Iris Industries, and the person who returns it to the Iris Industries RnD department will likely be rewarded handily along with their government reward. Sukhov is not known to be armed, and is hiding somewhere in the southeast quarter of Noctopolis, a slum in the the capital of Nova Hyperia.


The message went out all over the low-level GF pipeline, the area of the Net they used to send out bounties. Within minutes, dozens of bounty hunters, mercenaries, and other unionized lowlifes had perked up their ears at it. Only a few would actually pursue it, but it would be enough.

Scissors Johnston stared at the computer screen in chagrin, indignation, and terror. He was huddled in a tiny, bare penthouse next to the public transportation terminal in Noctopolis, and there was a heavy black briefcase tucked carefully away under the creaky wooden chair he sat on. On its bumpy obsidian surface was embossed a stylized picture of a flower with a human eye in the center. Scissors could stare it was watching him. Watching him sweat.

Sukhov had promised, sworn to him on his mother's grave that the goods weren't going to be traced. That he'd dropped decoy cases, that he'd encrypted the data, whatever. And it was all bullshit. The briefcase was a hot potato, and Scissors had to fence it on someone else before they caught up with him. They'd find Sukhov, he'd squeal, and then they'd be after Scissors.

And of course, now he couldn't fence the goddamn case. It was too hot to touch now. Nobody was going to take it in Noctopolis, not with that message circulating. Hell, if he tried they'd probably pull a gun on him and go for the reward themselves. And if he tried giving it to Iris for the reward, they'd ask for Sukhov as proof he'd really gotten it back for them. And he'd say he'd fenced it on Scissors and get both of them tossed in jail.

Basically, Scissors couldn't do anything with the case. He was completely fucked.

No he wasn't, he told himself, gasping down air. Scissors Johnston was never completely fucked. He always had a contingency plan, right? He could always find a fence. He'd just have to ship out and get offworld.

Somehow. He didn't have remotely enough money for a passenger spaceship ticket. He couldn't hijack shit, not on this world. Noctopolis was the only part of Nova Hyperia that wasn't whitewashed and crime-free, and it didn't have a spaceport. He'd have to leave cover for that. He couldn't steal anything, since people down here in Noctopolis kept their ships well-guarded. Nobody would give him a ride offworld with the briefcase on him.

He thought about dropping it for a crazy second. But then he'd be totally broke. And he was not going to play guitar on the street again. Ever.

He might just have to lie low and wait this out.

No, not even might. That was the only thing to do. Keep a low profile, spend all his time in Noctopolis, keep moving, and wait for the storm to die down. He'd just have to pray they couldn't find him.

He had another day in the penthouse before they turned off the heat. He stepped off the chair and walked over to the skinny, creaky cot that lay in a corner of the room. Sitting on it, he saw the flower-eye logo of Iris Industries staring at him from under the chair.

He could swear it blinked.

He stood up fast and flipped the briefcase over, forcing it to stare into the moldering floorboards, and lay down on the bed. His sweat was running cold, but the nightmare hadn't even started yet.

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So basically, Scissors is a wanted man. By the time the RP starts, Sukhov has been caught and squealed, and it's common knowledge that Scissors has the case, which makes him big game for all the bounty hunters in the quadrant.

This comes before Stranded and Infinity Grand Prix on the timeline.
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I'll be using Aana Ryys Kan here, as I have stated.
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I'll be using a character here, to be made later. I need characters other then the lead figures in Norcaroian society.
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Seems interesting enough... I might pop in, if so inclined...
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Three volunteers have been counted, but I see a maybe. Are we sure we want the green light here?
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I'm not really sure at all. I was kind of hoping for a bigger turnout, so maybe I'll shelve this for a while. Oh well.
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-Walter Kovacs
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This sounds like a good RP to introduce Djehuti in...

Will this count as 1 person showing interest, or will it boost it up to 4?

I realise that this thread is over a month old and all, but I'm finally an RPer and this sounds interesting.
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If we get enough people interested, I'm still in.
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He's dead, Jim.
"Existence is random. Has no pattern save what we imagine after staring at it for too long. No meaning save what we choose to impose. This rudderless world is not shaped by vague metaphysical forces. It is not God who kills the children. Not fate that butchers them or destiny that feeds them to the dogs. It's us. Only us."

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