Adam Jensen (![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
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exsilium2012-08-20 10:25 pm
neveraskedforthis) wrote in exsilium2012-08-20 10:25 pm
Entry tags:
- collette (animorphs),
- rin asano (blade of the immortal),
- roslyn small (original),
- vanadi (original),
- ✝ adam jensen [deus ex],
- ✝ danny williams [hawaii five-0],
- ✝ miles "tails" prower [sonic],
- ✝ miles edgeworth [ace attorney],
- ✝ raven darkholme [marvel 10005],
- ✝ roxy lalonde (homestuck),
- ✝ serah farron [ffxiii-2],
- ✝ takegami teijirou (mr. brain)
△ 02
My name is Adam Jensen, and I've been with the Detroit Police Department and its SWAT division for almost ten years. The last two, I worked as a Private Security Specialist. Earth, 2027, no major deviations.
With that out of the way, I've [ hacked through everything ] read up on past events since the transports started and noticed that the security measures around the compound, the city in general and especially the transport apartments are insufficient; and I think it's in everyone's best interest that we maintain a safe and secure environment for ourselves because I don't think the Initiative gives much of a shit. I'll try and do something about it provided they let me mess around with their precious security systems and joke of a network.
Until I sorted that out, I can at least provide you with an impromptu code I whipped up a little while ago that should make your online communications a tiny bit more secure. Feel free to use it—you just need to download and unpack it, then apply it to any transmission.
>> DOWNLOAD (icarusencrypt.exe)
[ so, using this encryption will make all your private conversations about 25% more unhackable and it will also PING YOU when someone tries to hack through it. On the downside, using it will enable Adam to stalk all the private conversations you apply it to UNNOTICED because hell, he wrote this shit and is still too nosy for his own good. ]
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[ the following is edited in about twenty minutes later ]
addendum;
Is there someone among you who would consider themselves knowledgeable with prosthetics. Or cybernetics. Preferably both.
[ There's a video attached of a rather dark, gloomy place; but after two seconds this thing comes into view, SANS BLADE, of course. Just looking at it, it seems to be made of sleek black metal and moves absolutely naturally... if it weren't for two fingers being locked into rather unnatural positions, like they're dislocated. This'll teach Adam not to do too much weird shit with his hands when he can't be sure if any specialists are around, sigh. There's a low rasp, just two words lacking any emotion, ]
It's stuck.
With that out of the way, I've [ hacked through everything ] read up on past events since the transports started and noticed that the security measures around the compound, the city in general and especially the transport apartments are insufficient; and I think it's in everyone's best interest that we maintain a safe and secure environment for ourselves because I don't think the Initiative gives much of a shit. I'll try and do something about it provided they let me mess around with their precious security systems and joke of a network.
Until I sorted that out, I can at least provide you with an impromptu code I whipped up a little while ago that should make your online communications a tiny bit more secure. Feel free to use it—you just need to download and unpack it, then apply it to any transmission.
>> DOWNLOAD (icarusencrypt.exe)
[ so, using this encryption will make all your private conversations about 25% more unhackable and it will also PING YOU when someone tries to hack through it. On the downside, using it will enable Adam to stalk all the private conversations you apply it to UNNOTICED because hell, he wrote this shit and is still too nosy for his own good. ]
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[ the following is edited in about twenty minutes later ]
addendum;
Is there someone among you who would consider themselves knowledgeable with prosthetics. Or cybernetics. Preferably both.
[ There's a video attached of a rather dark, gloomy place; but after two seconds this thing comes into view, SANS BLADE, of course. Just looking at it, it seems to be made of sleek black metal and moves absolutely naturally... if it weren't for two fingers being locked into rather unnatural positions, like they're dislocated. This'll teach Adam not to do too much weird shit with his hands when he can't be sure if any specialists are around, sigh. There's a low rasp, just two words lacking any emotion, ]
It's stuck.
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[ ...Which isn't to say he won't, just that he wants to bitch about it. Vanadi sighs, glancing away, and runs a hand through his hair again. Being angry doesn't achieve anything of value. ]
What supplies have you?
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so hold on a second as he picks the right pheromones for your personality type and prepares his smooth-talker act. whatever he says now is going to sound absolutely reasonable and honest in your ears.]
Look--I can understand you're angry, but I didn't punch you or broke your mask intentionally. The thing is--you had me backed into a corner, and lied to me about something important in order to gain access to my private space and receive the attention you so desperately crave. One step at a time. If you don't adhere to that principle, people will become defensive and reflexively lash out at you. I'm sure you're smart enough to understand that and not hold a grudge over it.
[ yes perfect. As for the supplies..... how about cereal. and milk. and booze--but no, he has some stuff there, though only the basics. why don't you make some really amazing pancakes or something? ]
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...Ah, yes. You're right. I'm sorry for the lie. [ He glances up again, looking a little pitiful. ] These— additions, they're very experimental in my world. I've never met someone else with anything like them, you see. I was only worried you'd refuse to let me nearer, if I was upfront.
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You could have told me your real reason, told me that you're curious because you have something similar yourself. But for some reason you didn't. What is it? Are you worried about people backing off, even judging you if they knew what you were?
[ which he can understand to some degree; however it makes no sense if it's a person like Adam who's like that himself.
Anyway, he's examining the mask now-- hmm, he can probably just use his own brute strength to get it back into the right form... ]
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Of course I am. [ Like it's simple, like he's not sure why Adam would even ask. ] It— and I, by extension— [ Is hideous? A travesty, painful to look at? ] —Well, we're not pretty.
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You are what you are. Anyone who has a problem with it can go fuck themselves, to be frank. Would it make you feel better if I told you a lot of people in my world have a fetish for those with mechanical parts?
[ It's true--he thinks back to one brothel in particular that mostly offered augmented prostitutes, and those were really popular.
Hmm, a dent is probably going to remain but Adam's moving the mask into the right position to have the right grasp on it--and despite knowing better he dislocates his fingers again and it looks quite grotesque, but he's guaranteed to exert the right amount of pressure at the right points like this.
So yeah. Forcing it back into the right form, and he's not even breaking it. Vanadi will probably still have to find an expert to work on the the obvious dent (just say you ran into a wall or something) but at least he can wear it again. ]
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[ He watches with interest despite himself, moving a little closer to rest a forearm against Adam's shoulder and lean against it. He can't help some level of touchiness, it's just what he does. ]
Quite the trick. [ his don't do anything but pop out blades. :( ]
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Hn.
[ He's not super happy with it yet so he fumbles a bit more with the mask until it's as close to its original shape as he can make it
like it's clay. He talks while doing so, ]They're military grade. My prostheses, I mean. Their strength is augmented among other things. [ Fortunately, his other fingers don't remain dislocated once he's done. ]
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His hand— the right one, still flesh— lifts to give Adam's shoulder a quick squeeze of thanks. ] Among other things, indeed. I'm quite sure no military ever intended their work to see use in straightening a mask! But thank you.
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Probably not.
[ he hands the mask over his shoulder back to Vanadi, looking at him curiously... or as much as he can look curiously with lenses covering his eyes.
Now where are his pancakes. ]
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Though he takes the mask back, he sets it on a counter as he passes it to introduce himself to the kitchen. There's no real need for that here anymore. ]
Now, what are you hungry for?
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Adam just shrugs, walking back to the couch and situating himself there with his drink again.
Wow someone's gonna cook for him. No one's cooked for him in months and he's been living off kids cereal for the most part. That didn't really change when he came here. ]
I'm not picky. If you can make anything at all with the stuff I've got there, it's bound to be good already.
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[ not that he's arrogant or anything. He immediately begins going through pantries and cupboards and the fridge, pulling out anything that looks like it has potential and shoving some things away in obvious distaste. ]
You could really stand some more variety! Or even just a few spices.
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No one's stopping you from going out and buying groceries.
[ so apathetic, yep. ]
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[ Also he has no idea how to shop. What do you mean food doesn't just appear overnight as brought in by the servants? Doesn't that happen for everyone?? ]
Ah, I suppose I can make do. If you can amuse yourself for thirty minutes, it ought to be done then.
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Well, no one said they had to be mine. Buy some for yourself and just cook dinner here, take the rest home.
[ he shrugs to himself and oh no worries, he will entertain himself until
YOU MAKE ME A SAMMICH]Or I can trade it for booze.
[ there are plenty of unopened bottles around the apartment after all :T ]
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Alcohol doesn't seem to work for me anymore. But thank you for the offer, at least.
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Why, did they mess with your digestive system.
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[ need a distraction SPINNING AROUND WITH A JAR OF MAYO ] When did you by this? It doesn't smell very good.
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[ also glancing over what is that you have there hmmm ]
I don't remember buying that. I think it was already here when I moved in.
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I may actually have to go out for supplies, at this rate.
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Did you even check if that was still edible? Let's not waste supplies here, either.
[ He's kidding.
Maybe. ]
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[ He sighs, scoops up his mask, and starts for the door. ]
I'll be back shortly, then.
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whatever man. he waves over his shoulder, you have fun shopping. ]