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Post by Shinobi on Sept 12, 2003 16:48:41 GMT -5
The true form of maximillion frey is seen sitting at the tableinside of what appears to be a worn out potato chip factory he made 3 appointments here each at different times the door opened and a man with long blonde hairentered. he was dressed casually and build like a steroid user. "mr frey told me too meet you here" he said shutting the door "yes yes. Hello Jason, mr frey sent you too me for an assortment of reasons. Recently the last coccain shipment was stoped by shinobi yes? But now you have assurence of his death by the fact of a recent 'theift' of several weapons the R and D department of frey unlimited. Weapoms created to deal woth metahuman threats. Metahumans on the level of Superman "how do you kno-" "Ie my ways. However I can insure his defeat more so....and you will need aid. Shinobi has recently joined the Titans." "And how can you help?" "Think of me as a 'Power Broker' Do you accept the offer?" "Sure why not." Jason said leaning forward.
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Post by Shinobi on Sept 12, 2003 19:39:28 GMT -5
"Exellent." He says and starts speaking in an ancient lost language. "W-what the hell are you doi-" A blue flash of lligh occurs and when it clears both Frey and Jason look the same. "What was that?" He asked. "Here bend this." He sai dhanding jason a thick metal pipe. "Your crazy but..." He gave it a light tug and it bent easily. "WHAT THE HELL!?" "I have imbued you with new power. Made you my 'Avatar'." "Y-your what?" "My avatar. A servant. Also called 'the ultimate manifestation of god within man'. your are more powerful in every way then what you were before. and while you retain free thought you are compelled to obey me." "H-how wha-" "Dont ask questions. You have a gang to run. And i have other appointments to keep. I'll contact you when i need to. Now leave." Jason nodded mutely and left. "ah an old but effective stratagy." Frey mused to himself.
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Post by Shinobi on Sept 13, 2003 16:25:09 GMT -5
Frey is sitting in his chair still as a new man enters the room. "The the man that sent for me?" He asks walking in dressed in a buisness suit his longish hair tied into a tail. "Yes i am Mister Tong Po.(two points to who knowswhere i got the name from) I have need of your services. They call you the worlds most dangerous mercenary, an expert marksman, Hacker, Master of Kenpo Karate, Muey Thai kickboxing, Baji-kwan, Bojutsu (staff fighting) and knife fighting." "You've done your homework." The tall lanky man called Tong po replies. "I make it my buissness to know these things. And i am willing to offer you a rather large sum of money to do a job for me." Frey says sliding a peice of paper to the man. "You realize that if you cannot pay the full amount i will kill you right?" "Yes and as is your policy half now and half when you complete the assinment." Frey says handing a larde suitcase to Po. "Very well. I assume you will contact me when i am needed." Tong po says looking inside teh briefcase then stands up and leaves.
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Post by Shinobi on Sept 13, 2003 16:39:37 GMT -5
A person familer to some people levitates into the room. "Rather cliche dont you agree?" He muttered his goggles over his eyes still wearing a pair of plue jeans and sneakers but instead of the 's' on his shirt now it was the bat. "Your late Mindwarp." Frey growled "Considering i have no idea how you found me and dont even know your name you should feel lucky i came at all." "YEs well i was contacting you with a proposition. I am putting together a team to defeat the titans...i feel your skills may prove invaluable in that endevor." "Can you afford those skills?" "Three million dollers should afford you yes?" "Sure it will." "Good i already have a job for you as well."
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