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Time flies by for the rest of the night. You’re in a weird headspace after having to deal with Mr. Red. After all, he did admit that if you weren’t working for Sutherlund Industries he would have had you killed for having a romantic relationship with his daughter Aleksandra. But you still manage to enjoy the rest of the night with Aleksandra. Being in the tallest megabuilding in New Light and being able to see it stretch into forever is quite the experience. You spend the night pointing out places of the city where you grew up and sharing old stories of street life with Aleksandra. You spend the night and the next few days enjoying each other's company.

You wake up in your apartment after saying your goodbyes to Aleksandra. You take your time wandering around taking care of your needs. Just enjoying your time alone. You like Aleksandra a lot, enough to start a relationship with her, but she’s fairly clingy. You laugh to yourself about it when you get a call from Don.

“Hey Melanie! How’s the morning treating you?” Don asks as you answer.

“It’s going well Don. I’ve just been lazing about with Aleksandra the last few days and finally have some time to myself.” You answer, eating your synth-oats. The implant taking care of your speech while you stuff yourself.

“Aleksandra… Aleksandra. You’ll have to bring that girl around the bar to meet me sometime! She’ll have to pass my drinking test!” Don laughs out.

You laugh along with him. You’ve had some flings try to pass Don’s absurd drinking test and it’s always been quite fun to watch.

“I don’t know if she can handle that, Don.” You chuckle at him.
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>>4982127

“You’ll have to start training her then! But anyway, that’s not why I’ve called. You asked me to find a Tech-head. I reached out to some old contacts and I’ll be honest Melanie. Most of them refused to work with you because of your contract with Sutherlunds Industries and your relationship with Aleksandra Red. They used some pretty unkind words about you. But I did find an old friend of mine who has some favours to call in with some young Tech-head. R.R. they call them. Apparently R.R. is pretty decent at what they do, just they’re fairly new on the scene. They also cost a hefty amount but I wouldn’t trust any Tech-head who didn’t. They deal in the newer techs and intel. Not in person hacking but I’m sure they could help you out in a pinch. For the right cost. But here, I’ll send over their contact info and let you reach out if you want to.” Don says.

“Alright Don. Thank you for looking for me. The deeper I get into this mess the more help I need.” You say.

“I’m glad you recognize that. Most people will be neck deep in shit before they realize they need help. Anyway, I gotta open up the bar. Have a good day Melanie and make sure to bring that girl of yours around!” Don laughs one final time and hangs up.

In a few seconds your holo lights up with a new contact. R.R. You’ll have to reach out at some point. But for now, you need to decide what to do with your day.

>Call R.R.
>Go to Ms. Fathoms (talk about the blackmail)
>Time skip to the next job
>Contact Mistletoe
>Write in
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Sorry this wasn't up yesterday anons! Had an appointment in the morning, lunch with a friend, and then worked the night shift so I passed out when I got home!

Thread 1: http://suptg.thisisnotatrueending.com/qstarchive/4324657/
Thread 2: http://suptg.thisisnotatrueending.com/qstarchive/4381733/
Thread 3: http://suptg.thisisnotatrueending.com/qstarchive/4924330/
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>>4982128
>>Call R.R.

>>4982130
No need to apologise QM, I’ve waited far longer for quests far worse than this one.
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>>4982127
>>Call R.R.
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>>4982128
>Call R.R.
Dealing with Blackmail is important.

And maybe
>Call Mistletoe
Haven't hit up our racing buddy in a long while. At the very least, we need to tell him to get his bike ruggedized so that it can handle some machine gun fire. We need him at his A-game next time so we can have a proper race.
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Hey all! Just letting you all know I'm still here. Time has gotten away from me lately. I should have an update tomorrow (friday) or saturday!
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>>4982671
>>4985401

You decide that calling R.R. is important. The sooner the better. Setting yourself down onto your couch you start the holocall. After a few seconds a modulated voice picks up.

“Hello Radiant.” R.R. says.

Deciding that Don must have told them that you were going to call you start talking.

“Hello R.R.” You say back.

“To what do I owe the pleasure?” They say.

“I’m in need of a Tech-head, someone to help me with all the tech I’m having placed into my body and any tech help I might need on a job.” You tell them.

“Sounds like a regular job to me. But that’s not all, is it? There’s whispers about you out here in the wilds. Nasty ones.” Their modulated voice lowers to a low drone.

“No, that’s not all.” You respond.

“I’ll help you. Just let me know when you need help or what you want me doing.” They say.

“That’s it? That’s all the convincing you need?” You ask.

“If half these rumors are true, Radiant. Then I want to be hitched to your bike.” R.R. says and waits for your response.

>Have R.R. work on gathering info about you, and more importantly where it’s coming from
>Have R.R. research your tech implants and see if there’s a way to boost their power
>Have R.R. decide what they want to do
>Write in

>Go to Ms. Fathoms (talk about the blackmail)
>Time skip to the next job
>Contact Mistletoe
>Write in
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>>4992967
>>Have R.R. work on gathering info about you, and more importantly where it’s coming from
>Time skip to the next job
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>>4993115

+1
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>>4992967
>Have R.R. work on gathering info about you, and more importantly where it’s coming from
"Want a front row seat for the SPEED?"
>Time skip to the next job
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>>4992967
>>4993115
+1 this!
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You're coming back from the store, right QM?
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>>5000000
You madman.
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>>5000000
Came into this thread to check those digits
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>>5000000
Kek, you shithead
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>>5000000
omg...
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>>5000000
Simeone should make a banner with this...
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>>5000000

I was and then I saw your get.

Got to get you a pack of smokes too little buddy.
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>>5002142
Ooops! That's me! Forgot the trip.

Hey y'all! It's been a few days since our last update. Wanted to update you all on my status. So here's a list of things that have been eating my time.

>Other Hobbies
>My Job
>Family and friends
>Finally, I stopped being forever alone and got a new girlfriend

I've been extremely busy and when I have time to write I feel creatively drained. I'm going to have an update tomorrow, Monday. I don't want things to update this slow. This is still something I want to do. So I'm going to reevaluate how I'm spending my time on things. This hopefully means we have more updates! It might mean I set aside one or two days a week for updates. As soon as I have things figured out, I'll let you all know!

Thanks for reading Anons! I know you want more and I want to continue to write out Dread's story!
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“I need you to work on finding all those rumors about me R.R.” You say.

“Easy enough.” R.R. says, sounding fairly disappointed.

“And where they’re coming from.” You finish.

“Now that,” R.R. says “That could take some work. I’ll be in touch.” R.R. hangs up.

Finishing your food you get dressed and are about to head out to Sutherlund Industries when you get another holo call. This one from an unknown source. You hesitate just a second before answering, after all no one who doesn’t know you should have this number.

“Radiant. Melanie Dread.” The voice that comes over the connection sends a shiver down your spine. Sultry and smooth, familiar. You hear the bullets and feel the tug on your head as they slam into your helmet all over again. The woman that almost killed you on your Dark Suns run. Thorn.

“How-” You begin.

“Told you I’d find you. It was actually far easier than I expected though. Now listen carefully. I have something of yours that you probably want back. Even if… she’s been damaged a little bit.” Thorn lets loose a loud laugh and you hear a sharp shrill scream in the back.

Aki.

“Now, I know your relationship isn’t as good as it once was. So I’m going to throw in a little bonus. I think his name is Dom?” Rose sighs. “A pretty good looking man, even for his age.”

A holo video pops up from an angle on Dom’s Bar. You go cold. The video sweeps from side to side showing four other bikers two on each side. All armed to the fucking teeth. You immediately start placing emergency calls to Dom. Rose is laughing.

“Okay okay little girl. I’ll let you talk to him in his final moments.” She says then hangs up. The video remains.

You watch in horror as the bikers get off and check their gear. All the while Dom isn’t picking up. It’s only when they’re all lined up outside the front do you finally get Dom to answer.

“Hey Mel-” Dom begins.

“Get out of there! They’re com-” You scream out as Dom’s end sounds like a fucking warzone.

The video shows all five bikers unloading on the front of the building. Shells fall like rain drops as they completely demolish the entrance and try to litter every inch of the building with bullet holes. The video ends as they begin to move in towards the bar. You’re left in your apartment screaming. Tears and snot stream down your face as you cry like you’ve never cried before. It feels as if someone has wrenched out every rib so that they can attach live electrical wires to your heart. Every beat of your heart sends uncontrollable shudders down your limbs. The only other sound other than your anguished screams is the sound of your holo. You’re getting a call. From Thorn.

>Answer
>Don’t Answer
>Get to Dom
>Write in
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>>5003068
>>Answer
>Get to Dom
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>>5003068
>>Answer
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>>Answer
>Get to Dom