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❝ yeah.. in in the stomach. it’s survivable. ❞ she seems very annoyed. ❝ stop fuckin’ yelling too, oh my god. ❞

((resetprogrampfl - alpha)) "...Holy shit, Caboose?"

“Church!!”

((resetprogrampfl - Theta)) "Are you okay? Sorry about Dakota... We didn't expect to find another AI here."

Alpha looked at Theta, thoroughly confused. Theta was a baby an angel his favorite child an AI that presented itself as an adolescent. And this was. A human. A (young) adult human man in Freelancer brand armor. What.

This was strange, but he would trust Theta to the ends of the earth, so he wasn't too worried about it. “I’m, um, okay? I just, uh. Where am I?”

#[[i dont know how alpha knows hes theta he just does. hed recognize the favorite child anywhere]]#verse: unknown #character: trust fall #resetprogrampfl

((resetprogrampfl - Alpha)) You fucking died!

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❝ uh.. apparently not, because i’m standing right here. right in front of you. ❞ she’s confused and ready to fight now. thanks, alpha.

#resetprogrampfl #[ alpha pls ]#⇝ ┇✗ i am dissonance waiting to be swiftly pulled into tune ( unknown v. )#⇝ ┇✗ what happened to that billion dollar smile? ( asks. )

((resetprogrampfl - Alpha - *throws this and runs*)) "What, didn't you miss me?"

“Well, yeah dude, duh. You don’t have to make it weird though.”

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As soon as he had caught wind of Project Freelancer having started up again, he had investigated. David had spent many nights sitting in a bar, away from the crowd, as he tried to crack the code into the system.

When he found it was proving to be more difficult than he had expected, he wanted to plan a head-on attack on the facility.

Though, he knew that it was too risky. He was only one person, and he couldn’t exactly access the ship itself, so for now, he was stuck trying to access agent files and AI profiles, all of which he knew were there - psychoanalyses, current statuses, everything. Just like the original Project Freelancer.

It was yet another night where he was attempting to crack open the files, hidden away from the bustling city in the corner of a bar with his helmet off. He was tired (one could tell by the bags under his eyes) but determined to at least try and get into the AI profiles. If there was one thing he needed to know, it was how many.

Tonight was his lucky night.

“Finally...” Sitting forward, he then proceeded to read the information he had access to, an eyebrow quirking the slightest at the names given to each of the AI that were present in the new Project Freelancer. “York? North? Hell, even my codename is there, Washington...”

Something didn’t quite feel right. Wash went on higher alert, glancing around before reading further, trying to learn more about each AI; he was also trying to decipher why their names were the codenames of people he had known.

Maybe it was just an inverse.

#resetprogrampfl #☰ ◟ ic ◝ ᴀɢᴇɴᴛ ᴡᴀsʜɪɴɢᴛᴏɴ; ʀᴇᴘᴏʀᴛɪɴɢ ғᴏʀ ᴅᴜᴛʏ #☰ ◟ 001. ◝ ᴛʜᴇ ʟᴏɴᴇ ᴡᴏʟғ #☰ ◟ queue ◝ ϙᴜᴇᴜᴇ ᴛᴡᴏ ᴀʀᴇ ᴀssʜᴏʟᴇs #(( okay but a/gent a/lpha finding him there okay ))#(( and w/ash meets ai w/ash ))#(( lbr it'd be great okay ))

((resetprogrampfl - Gamma)) "Well well well, that's interesting." Atop of the prize Wyoming had been hired to go after, is already sitting a man in gray armour. "What, were you looking for this?"

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Wyoming said nothing at first, training his aim on the man as he took a step forward, perplexed that someone had apparently already knew what he was coming for. Surely, he’d get answers soon enough, depending on how much the other liked to talk, “Must be getting old, mate. Most of the time chaps don’t expect someone like me to come along, unless they plan to steal it or eliminate competition. ” However, the other armored man was sitting on something worth a considerable amount of money, apparently not interested in the reward but those who would seek it, “Now, I’d rather not make things messy, so how about you get off the thing and I’m sure we can have a simple chat.” At least, that’s what he assumed why the other man had so casually talked to him, he certainly didn’t seem like one who was looking for a fight, but then again, this could very well be a trap.

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