The Writer's Café

I think I'll stop writing for tonight;
I'll finish it in the morning then proof read when I get home from school.
Hopefully at around 4PMish BST/GMT I'll have the new chapter up.
 
I feel like writing again.
Don't get too excited now!
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"Son of a *****!"
"Watch where you're going, asswipe!"
A crowd of jittery homeless, all wearing rags and patchwork hats, rippled and bulged, trying to make way for a black figure.

"G'AH, MY ARM!"
One of the poorfolk collapsed to the ground, paralyzed by the venom. By the time someone bothered to look for the assailant, the figure had long gone.

Skittering up the wall, making a quick leap to a pipe, and scaling it in a smooth motion, Eric easily made his way up the side of the nearby apartment building. Standing atop it, stolen chip in hand, he checked off his to-do list.

"Why of all times does a homeless money protest happen now!?"

The whir of helicopter blades, combined with the telltale buzz of revving minimums was Eric's next cue. Rolling up the sleeve of his pitch-black jacket, he punched a couple keys on the display mounted to his wrist. The police chopper above him didn't have a chance to kill him, instead keeling over and falling straight into the crowd.

Radio chatter, and a few more taps, and Eric was in the clear. Boy, was it fun being a Hack.
 
hey cheese, that had some potential! you've created a strong, unlikable villain that it will be fun to see eventually caught. any plans for a hero or a group that will have to outsmart him to win? nice start!
 
shhhhhhh!!! i'm a secwet agent. of course i'm an alt. my clan is like a bit warriorish and i want to play and not get them into trouble. its ok though, this is a dif device than my main. (grin)
 
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