Hackers For Hire (ViboraXDino)

[Vibora]

Some people say that cites are like big machines, busy, intricate and one moving thing. Well, our city is like a computer. Everything is programed here, the houses, the streets, the cars. Cars would be wired to go by themselves, street lights coded to turn off at certain times at night but still use motion censors. Children keep holographic pets that are used to identify them or track them. If you tell your house you want to have a certain food it would check the fridge and tell you what you needed to buy, or even order it for you. Even your shirt is wired to sense the temperatures around and warm or cool you depending on it.


But the thing about this technology that everyone relies on is that it's delicate. It's easy to mess up one thing and shut down the entire city and the lives that rely on it whether on accident... or on purpose. The black market has plenty of hackers for hire. You can add or destroy things in the city by using a technology called 'CyberRealm"


With Cyberrealm, you use goggles and wires connected to your spine to go into a cyber world where it's easier to program, hack and so forth. But if you are killed or die in the cyberrealm, you die in the real world too. What the hackers do is a federal crime taken very seriously, and an entire branch of police is dedicated to arresting hackers. But is what the hackers are doing truly wrong?


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[Dino]

Full Name: Brendan DeRosa


Age: 31


Height: 5 feet 8 inches


Weight: 171 pounds


Gender: Male


Hair: Brown spiked up hair slightly leaning to the left of his head, Is Stuck up using Gel.


Occupation: Hacker?


Race: Caucasian


Hobbies: Tinkering with older dated technology, Reading and Exercise (Suck at hobbies )


Likes: Reading about the past, Violence, Talking, money and old Technology


Dislikes: Silence, Law and Order and bacon


Strengths: Has advanced hacking skills and can use older technology to help him and has good hand eye coordination giving him better aim.


Weaknesses: Isn't that strong in hand to hand combat and is of average speed so can be caught by someone slightly faster than him easily.


Character Background: Born and raised by his single mother after his father disappeared once he found out his mother was pregnant. He never really paid attention is school that much apart from in English and IT. He was good in sport but he didn't really care for it and never signed up for any clubs. He was never a popular kid at his school but he made a good couple of friends and wasn't ever bullied.


He finished school and got a job working for the government improving the tech of the city's storage capability so they can file more information into citizens micro-chips. The pay was decent but it wasn't fantastic and he didn't really like having a Micro-chip storing all of his personal information inside of it. After he got himself enough money he bought his own apartment and moved into it. After 5 more months at his job he quit.


He wanted a job that was more exciting, He went to sign up for the police and went through all the tests, the only test he didn't do that well was the endurance but he was still excepted into the force. The pay was good but the what he didn't agree with was arresting protesters that were peacefully protesting about having more privacy in their lives rather than having all of this technology watching them. The protesters only turned violent after all of the arrests. Again he quit his job. Brendan now normally stayed at home messing around with old technology and tampering with its programming. He started working on more technologically advanced machinery and sometimes even tried hacking into the micro-chip inside of his wrist.


After a few weeks of hacking he met <Whoever your characters name is> and found out they also liked to hack and tamper with the governments technology. In the interest of money Brendan proposed an idea that they could be "Hacker's for hire" And if paid to do so would hack anything from Companies computers and emails to security systems. But a proposition came one day for them to hack into the governments date base completely. Which neither had been able to do. The proposition came with a schematic for a machine that would allow them into the governments data banks. But the machine required you to be hooked up to it and it would project your image into the virtual world and if you virtual person died, you would also die. This wasn't the only problem, it was obviously against the law and the police force had a much more developed version of the schematic that even if they died in the virtual world they would e perfectly fine in real life. The police also had some kind of injection that ejected you from the virtual world and paralyzed you in real life so you couldn't move till the police arrived and had restrained you. So far they hadn't be caught by the police but they'd had their fair share of run ins inside of the data banks with the police.


Will Do the police officer whenever they pop up in the roleplay.

 

[Vibora]

Full Name: Brendan DeRosa
Will Do the police officer whenever they pop up in the roleplay.

Sorry for the late reply! I haven't really had any free time in these last few days, and I'd figured I'd watched the thread. I'll post mine in a second once I read over it for any issues. 
Full Name: August Katsaros


Age:29


Height: 5” 2’ (157 cm)


Weight: 117 lbs (53 kg)


Gender: Female


Hair: Dark brown, nearly black. Her hair is very thick and coarse, making it very wavy as well. It is occasionally frizzy. She usually tucks it into a loose ponytail. She has a bit of fringe due to her natural side-part, and she lets a few locks of hair hang out from her ponytail on either side, framing her face. Appearance: She has shiny olive skin due to her greek background. She is petite and slim, but does have broad shoulders. Her face is long and her cheek bones high. She has sunken in cheeks, and sharp, upturned eyes like a cat. Her nose is short and pointed as well as upturned. She is generally very exotic, sophisticated and angular looking. August usually wears striped peasant blouses with her favorite pair of black jeans. August also has blowtorch goggles which she will usually simply wear on her head when not in use. She also has a wristwatch that has the date, time, temperature, current location, direction and a built in calendar.


Occupation: Hacker. Former police officer.


Race: Greek and Libyan.


Hobbies: She loves gardening, but her garden is consistent of mostly various succulents. August is also a huge fan of programming, which is the reason for her welder goggles she constantly uses. She also loves lizards, and breeds them.


Likes: Science, plants, animals- especially spiders-, technology, gadgets, surreal art, philosophy. Law and general justice, feta cheese.


Dislikes: People who care little for complex thoughts. Anyone acts like they know what they’re doing but really is relying on others. For people to spend money on her.


Strengths: August is caring, although more towards animals that people. She’s not one to take shortcuts or let anyone or thing get in the way of doing her job. She’s very smart and philosophical, generally being logical. August is a hard worker and very loyal to her friends.


Weaknesses: She can be a big snob when it comes to her intelligence. She’s quick to make harsh assumptions, but luckily it’s easy to change her decision. She’s rather indecisive, and thanks to her logical thinking, has a hard time going on gut-feelings or even feelings in general. August is mostly awkward among people, only really conversing with people who are intelligent. She’s quite the pessimist, really.


Character Background: Imagine a girl, the no nonsense, tough as nails, type who will beat motorcycle gang members in arm wrestling at bars. She was raised in a harsh military house with only brothers. That girl would be Tess Kastaros, August’s mother, and who she wanted August to be. August was raised rather strangely. While Tess was constantly focusing on trying to toughen up August, August’s father, Claus, was doing his best to teach her of intelligent things, such as culture and philosophy. This was obviously confusing to a young August. She often went through phases of trying to please either her mother or her father, but had a descent amount of love from and for each, preferring her father. She enjoyed playing mainly with the older, more mature kids in the neighborhood, but didn’t really become close to any thanks to the age gap. August found herself growing a lack of value in emotional thinking from both sides, growing to be very logical person. August became increasingly detached from her peers, as they only thought emotionally. Due to this, she became a bit off in her social skills not really having many friends. August grew closer to plants and animals, preferring the more tough and misunderstood types, as she felt like she had a lot in common with them. Luckily, her mom was fine with animals and her father was fascinated by the stranger specimens, particularly fish and reptiles. For her sixth birthday, August was given a baby Red Ackie Monitor which she named Jax and still has. Once August entered high school, she began to loosen up from her parent’s pressure and made more friends, all of which were intelligent and usually nerds. By the help of her best friend, Ethan, August became less worried about trying to constantly please her parents, although this made her blame them somewhat for a lack of friends, and he made her develop a strong interest in technology. She would often commit small pranks or petty crimes and such to impress him, and he would try to do more impressive ones in turn, leading to something of a bad track record with the local cops. With highschool, August was given enough responsibility to begin getting more lizards and giving her friends some of the hatchlings from her breeding became something of a bonding point. For the first two years of high school, August was too distracted with her newfound social life to do well in school, and she often got yelled at by her parents, going through something of a rebellious stage. By Junior year, August smartened up and worked very hard to make up for lost time, and to restore her relationships with her parents. By graduation, August only had a 3.3 on the 4.0 scale, leading her to have something of a limited career choice. Although she had wanted to get a degree in programming, August decided to become something else to make her parents proud of her again. The police officers noticed that August had turned over a new leaf, and offered her a job as a cyberpolice, which she took. For 10 years, August slowly rose in ranks, being one of the most prized officers. However, at the top, August could see just how corrupt the entire system was. She chose to ignore it at first, not wanting to loose the opportunity she’d been given. One day, August was given the task to track down and arrest Ethan, who had become a hacker. August quickly figured out that it was a final test of loyalty before going up another rank, but found she couldn’t do it. She agreed with what Ethan was doing and promptly quit after using police equipment to find his location. She tracked him down, and told him the police was looking for him. It was then that Ethan introduced her to the blackmarket of hired hacking. He set up ties for her in thanks and quickly fled.

 

[Dino]

Its okay everyone has a personal life.


So do you want to post first? Im not very good at starting the posting.

 

[Vibora]

Its okay everyone has a personal life.
So do you want to post first? Im not very good at starting the posting.

Sure. So the first post will be them meeting, I assume? Where at?

 

[Dino]

No idea...A cafe but that seems kind of Cliche xD

 

[Vibora]

No idea...A cafe but that seems kind of Cliche xD

Perhaps a cafe that's simply a guise for the cyber dealings? And perhaps a display of the new hacking device, the goggles, is on show?

 

[Dino]

Sounds good to me.

 

[Vibora]

The people here were all strange, to say the least. In fact, August felt that she sometimes went to the café just to see the strange people and enter the strange atmosphere. And a strange atmosphere it was! The café’s name, ‘The Rabbit Hole’ seemed perfect, what with the café being coated in pastels and surreal art that, combined with the negotiating hackers, screamed mystery and curiosity. The other hackers were all about her age.


There were few middle aged hackers, and August couldn’t help wonder why. Had the more experienced hackers found a more elite and closed area? Did they simply not exist? Had all the older hackers been arrested? Or were they too smart to be open about it. August guessed the latter.


She kept her head low, as did most of the more intelligent hackers. August knew firsthand how police caught hackers. She had a bandage tightly wrapped around her left wrist, covering up the last three lines of the barcode, and had even used stage make up to make it appear as if she had a nasty burn peeking out. Before August had left the police, she’d discovered that it only took that many lines missing from the end to really screw up the identity section. It wouldn’t stop a police from scanning if they felt the need to, but it lessoned the chance that they would really feel a need. She also had her glasses that would offput eye detections and bits of plastic over her finger tips. Of course August was being paranoid, but it was better to spend the time preparing if nothing happened over having nothing if an issue came up. Besides, all this gear made her feel like an outlaw or something, which was a pretty cool feeling, like she was rebelling against the corrupt police… which she supposed she was.


A thin girl with copper hair in a tight bun and a freckled face stepped out with August’s order of Oolong tea on a plate. The girl kept her own face down, and August had assumed she wanted her identity secret until the girl spoke in a soft, shy voice. “Um, h-here’s your order ma’am.”


August breathed in the steam letting out a soft sigh of joy. She took a sip, glancing at her plate and seeing a lone teacake. August hadn’t ordered one, but she wasn’t going to complain. It was a 25 cent cake, after all. She’d given the waitress a bigger tip than that anyways. August glanced at her receipt mumbling what she’d paid. She hadn’t been charged for the teacake. August quickly ate it so that the waitress couldn’t come back and apologetically retrieve it. (((OOC: That little thief pfft.)))


Out of the corner of her eye, August saw a small message on the bottom of the receipt. ‘Enter the employee room at 2:35. August glanced at her lovely watch. It was 2:17 so she had plenty of time to finish her tea. Sipping her tea, August couldn’t help but wonder why on earth she would be going into the employee room. Of course, she had been sent a message via her holomail, holomail being a holographic message system that is placed into a watch. Most people had them rather than cell phones, because the message was only viewable from an angle easily accessible to the owner by simply turning the watch towards them. While you could link videos or images, most people used either the text feature or the face feature, where a holographic image of the person you talked to was displayed, and with a wireless device you clipped to your ear , you could hear them. August had gotten a message from the café’s ID number, telling her to go to the café that evening. August figured some sort of event would be happening, but what, she didn’t know. The café did look a bit busy today, probably from others sent the same message.


At 2:20, a tall woman stood up and briskly walked over to the hallway. She could either be going to the bathroom, or to the employee room. Her quickness could indicate either one. August sat up in her chair, doing her best to discreetly watch all of the people surrounding her in case one got up. She failed at the discreet part, but did manage to see a kid go into the hall at 2:25. What a weird coincidence. They both entered the hall exactly five minutes apart, with times divisible by five, no less. And the woman hadn’t returned either! August kept watch, her suspicions confirmed when yet another person went into the hall at 2:30 and the previous people hadn’t returned.. The event must have been pretty big for the café owners to go into such effort to not raise suspicion by not having large groups enter the employee room and even specifically choose people to go to it.


After five minutes were up, August herself went into the employee room, brimming in curiosity. It was pretty crowded in the room, even though here were only about 10 people in it. August found herself sandwiched between two tall men, and wasn’t able to see if the people she’d observed going into the hallway were in the room, or much of anything, really.


"Uh. Hey." August mumbled poking one of the men uneasily. "When is.... whatever happening... erm going to happen?"


"3:05." Said the man briefly.


So, by the evidence she'd thus far learned, if everyone invited showed up, that meant that six more people were coming before whatever display was going to happen did. She also only had a 30 minute wait. That wasn't bad at all, in the span of things.

 

[Dino]

The Rabbit Hole, Brendan had no idea why he always came here but he did anyway maybe it was because of the artistic nature of the walls, maybe by the fact everyone here kept to themselves to keep themselves low from police suspicion even though almost every new hacker comes here.


Alot of the said hackers were around his age. He didn't know why they didn't try keep low rather than coming to this place, but then again Brendan always came here too. But its not like the police could arrest you for being here and all the other places in town normally have the police eating at. This was also one of the few cafes that allowed you to smoke so Brendan lit himself a cigarette. He looked down at the ash tray, it was over filled with cigarette butts. What kind of waitress lets the ash tray fill up. Brendan let out a sigh and put out his cigarette as a waitress came over with his black coffee. He let out a sigh of relief he'd been waiting since 2:40 for it. He drank all of it in a few gulps and picked up the receipt to see how much he needed to pay. He saw some text on the back so he flipped it over. It read.


Enter the Employ room at 3:00





This was probably the whole reason he had got a message from the Cafe early in the morning. This clearly wasn't just involving him then, other people had been entering the staff room before him. He looked at his watch, 3:00, time to get moving. He lifted himself out of his seat and headed towards the employ room.


He opened the door and walked into the room. He stood next to the man nearest to the door and asked him "When does whatever this is start?"


"5 minutes." The man replied.


So five minutes and he would know why he was called to this Cafe.

 

[Vibora]

Long post is long.... and a total pain to write.))


August felt herself jostled about as more and more people shoved in around her. Most headed to the front, something August had felt no reason to do. As long as she could hear, August was fine. The wait felt longer than she’d previously imagined, and for most of it, August fiddled around with her watch and was shoved around. Each time someone shoved her, she’d check her watch. At last, it was 3:00 and the last person would be coming in. She waited a bit, looking around curiously. Was the last person not coming? True, it had been a bit strange that everyone had come so far.


The door opened, for the last time, August assumed, and a spiky haired man stepped in. He wasn’t too tall, but not short either. Regardless he towered over her. August involuntarily wrinkled up her nose a bit at his scent. Really? People still smoked those things? August had a better tolerance than most others though. Her father was something of a chain smoker when she was younger. She liked the feint lingering smell that was in a smoker’s house and washed clothes, but this man clearly just smoked. She sighed softly, her nose quickly growing desensitized to the strong smell. August waited silently for the next few minutes. The room was uneasily quiet. August assumed it was for the same reasons that she was also silent. Anticipation had a tendency to tie tongues, after all. Finally, after what seemed to August like an inaudible eternity, three men who were stocky and mostly covered up with ornate costumes. They had scarfs covering their entire head, and August saw the outline of a microphone used to change how the voice sounded under each scarf around where the mouth would be.


As they walked in, intentionally taking loud, rythematic steps, people separated open just a bit. August wrinkled her nose. What stuck up kids! They’d have to be pretty impressive to warrant that much flair. She didn’t move out of the way, but simply allowed herself to be pushed out of the way. Rude too, are they? The two tall men on either side of August simply glanced at one another. August was one for taking first impressions quite poorly. At least it was easy to chance her mind. The three men made their way to the front of the room where there was a stand.


The shortest but most pompously dressed and acting lowered a black skb case the size of a laptop case to the ground. He pressed a button on the top of the handle and three, long, metallic legs expanded out from the bottom of the case, lifting it up a few feet into the air, like a telescope or movie camera. August watched curiously through the shoulders of the people around her. The case opened up with two computer screens, a keyboard, goggles with earpieces and the ever familiar sight of brainwave reading headware. The man dressed in mostly purple began his speech of sorts with his deep, robotic voice, while the other two quickly began to set up the apparatus.


“Everyone in this room is a hacker, some might hack to rebel, others as simply a hobby. Whatever the reason, there have always been certain limitations. Things may be difficult to test out without being dangerous, firewalls may be hard to pass, and learning how to hack may take too long to accomplish what you need to in time. Luckily, we have this creation. The ‘Cybermaker 1.5’.”


He paused, gesturing to the shortest man again, who was typing in what appeared to be gibberish.


“What he’s entering into the program is the ID number of our demonstration room, which is this room. Once it’s entered, you put on the goggles,” The last man placed on the headset and goggles, loosening the scarf that was covering his head a bit to slip both the goggles with and headpiece in.


“Now, you’ll be able to see and here what my friend here does. Now, he can also feel this world thanks to the headpiece sending back information to his brain. Any movements he would use in real life are sent to his virtual self by use of the same brainwaves you would use in real life.”


The other screen flashed on, with a first person perspective of the room that everyone was in, but everything but the technology that had been coded was a light blue 3d grid. A group of soldiers slowly walked towards the screen. They wore simple armor with helmets that completely covered their faces.


“Those are security bots. They can be a bit difficult to bypass, but few areas have them installed. The bots will scan your barcodes and if it matches one of the allowed people, you can enter. Most of the time, you only have to worry about a firewall. They look like this.”


Once the bots scanned his arm and abruptly moved away, the screen neared in on a bright red barrier covering the entrance of the room. A hand showed up on screen, which was the hand of the man who was currently in the cyberworld. He held up a green card with a cartoony looking explosion drawn on it.


“That’s a program card. They hold simple codes which can join, modify or overwrite codes based on what they are programmed to do. This program comes with a few simple commands, and you can program your own cards into the system. This card obviously is destructive. It deletes the code that it touches.”


The card was placed onto the firewall, sticking to it easily. Two buttons appeared on it, one with a checkmark and another with an ‘X’. The button with the checkmark was pressed, and the firewall was faded away, allowing the hacker to enter the room. Once inside, it was clear that the room was the employee area. A few things were colored, the programed parts. The hacker made his way towards a microwave in the corner holding up yet another card.


“This card is a timer card. It turns the item off for the selected time but otherwise doesn’t modify the code at all.”


The hacker placed the card onto the microwave, selecting the ‘off’ time from 1 am to 5 am, then selecting the checkmark. The green card sunk into the microwave, and a small bell like noise was heard, indicating that it had worked. The hacker pulled out one final card with a cube on it and tossed it onto the floor at the room’s entrance, selecting the checkmark again. Another firewall popped up where the first was. A second figure showed up in the program, and August quickly panned her eyes across the stage, seeing the purple dressed man now hooked up. Her eyes widened a bit.


“As you can see, multiple people can enter the cyberworld at a time. Anyways, at any time, you may leave the cyberworld by pressing the button on the back of your hand. They’ll be leaving now though. I’d like to have more of a demonstration, but the longer we’re all gathered here, the more danger we’re in. Now, we want to make our machine available to all, so we’re charging this at a price that we’ll only be able to break even with. So, if you have 30 sparks on you, you’ll get to buy one of these.”


August quickly reached for her pockets, only coming up with 15 sparks and several receipts. Seriously? Of all the days, she had to pick this one to go buy her annual supply of lizard food? August wasn’t one to be in debt. If she didn’t have every cent, she wouldn’t get it. But this was too good to pass. She doubted that she’d ever have a chance like this. They wouldn’t give out their information, anyways. True, the low price was iffy, but hey, it was worth a shot. She scanned the room. People had either left or were in line. She doubted there were many who’d be willing to split the cash with her. Begrudgingly, August turned to the spiky hair boy.


“I’ll borrow 15 sparks, and I’ll pay you back double. Or… we could half it, maybe?”