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"No, his combat efficiency can't be replicated sir, not even close...it's his past which have granted him this." Replied Clone #550 in a sad tone.


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"Its...hard to describe...it's like a horror movie........" Clone #550 stood there motionless, the past had scarred him to a point where his past was almost becoming his own.


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ok, i have the gist of what happened, but this clone thing is getting out of hand, you may continue right now, i will explain what will happen in the OOC thread


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Delta got back to the base and contacted Command. "Now what?" asked Delta, confused on what to do now that they had destroyed the clone facility.


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this was the second time that simon looked at clone 550 who was lying in the medical bed in his old base's hospital, "oh what have i done to create such a mistreated monster? i'm sorry" simon then walked outside, "Z? where are you?"

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"What?"I replied Z roughly. He was actually contemplating about 50 different ways thay he could kill this wretch right here but decided against it. The pay was (supposedly) good and the conditions weren't tough. Hell, Simon went through the trouble to cybernetically enhance him just so that he may possibly join him. He had to admire the human's determination amd willpower.


 

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I tend to take the high road, get stoned, and fly low . . .

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"as you probably can tell, the base is destroyed and the cloning machine's are too, we are low on fund's and it has seemed that we hit rock bottom." simon said in a still hopeful tone, "i need you to take one of the heli's and go... persuade a few friends' of mine to fund us, here are your target's, you must not kill them." simon said in a strict tone "are you prepared for this mission?"

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Sire walks into the base and leans on the wall in the corner and watchs slowly.

 

You need to apply in the OOC thread.

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"Sure, Simon," replied Z in an exaggeratedly happy tone. He retrieved his newly acquired PP-7 pistol and attached a silencer. He put on his fedora and glasses. Nothing else was needed thanks to him being a zebra. Unlike people, it was socially acceptable for zebras and ponies to walk around without clothes. He then hustled back over to Simon. "Who are these "friends" of yours exactly?"


 

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I tend to take the high road, get stoned, and fly low . . .

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simon took out a map of the surrounding land, "your target's will be located at the red rocks club, second floor, back room. now i know you are excited to use that new gun of yours but it is essential that no one be harmed, that is why i am giving you this special trank dart ammo, it has a bad range so you will have to get close and personal, try not to kill any one though. anyway the targets will be heavily protected do what you must to get in. if you complete this misson you will get $1000, you ready?" simon said picking up on the sarcasm

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"Sure boss." he said exageratedly. Z packed up his things, looked at his phone and approached the chopper. A thought crossed his mind about ratting Simon out for cash but he quickly un-thought it. With a last glance, he boarded the chopper and took a nap until he arrived at the destination.


 

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>that Z, as much as i don't trust him, i do trust him... i swear that will make sense one day.< simon thought to himself silently, he was currently looking at a map of his operations and future plan's, he was also in his emergency bunker, it had only two entrance's through the main door which required a code, or through the ventilation system which simon questioned due too it's very obvious safety hazard if a spy were to get in. (hint hint uri)

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At first, it was only a flash. Then the quiet room suddenly became brighter when light beams shot out from a focused point in the air. Uncontroable exectricity zapped chaotically at the surrounding. With sparks burning off a few strands of hair, a galloping figure flashed out of the source of light, looking over her shoulder with horror in her wide eyes. Continuing to ran like a whole army was after her, the dark cream-coloured pony panted and broke a smile. This place didn't look familiar to her, but she didn't care much about her destination when she use teleport. "Yes, I lost it! And I actually-" A thud followed after her words as she heavily crashed into the wall and slide down to the floor.

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simon turned around, hearing a crash right behind him! he pulled out his M-1919 holding it in one hand his M-9 in the other, simon saw the new pony and pointed his guns at her, "who are you? and why should i not kill you right now?!" simon said in a humble but serious tone

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