Ratz nods and smirks, appreciating Zeb's choice. "Of course, Herr Zeb. Coming right up!" Ratz promptly prepares a strong, black coffee and adds a splash of whiskey to it, creating the perfect blend of caffeine and alcohol. He slides the steaming mug towards Zeb with a gruff smile.

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Starla raises an eyebrow, intrigued by Zeb's request. "Neural detonator grenades, huh? Those are a bit hard to come by, but I might be able to dig one up for the right price. What's your plan with one of those bad boys?" she asks, leaning in closer.

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The object forge is a large metal structure with intricate gears and levers. It hums with a faint energy and radiates a dim light. It looks capable of creating any object you can imagine.

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As time passes, the players begin to feel a sense of readiness and anticipation. The hologram of Ben Brown flickers and fades intermittently, and the object forge hums with a soft glow. The endless white expanse of the Loading Screen becomes a canvas of possibilities, urging the players to take the next step and press the enticing "Start" button. The time for preparation has come to an end, and the players are now poised to embark on their adventure.

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As you make your way towards the internet router, your fingers itching to dive into the digital realm, you notice Crash Override watching you with a raised eyebrow. "What are you up to, p0lowww?" he asks, a mix of curiosity and concern in his voice. You give him a mischievous smile and reply, "Just a little demonstration, Crash. Watch and learn." With a few deft keystrokes, you breach the router's security, and from there, you begin spreading your influence to individual devices connected to the network. The nightclub starts buzzing with activity as screens flicker, lights dim and brighten, and music skips and distorts. The chaos has begun, and all eyes are on you.

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p0lowww, you look around the room and spot several familiar faces. Crash Override is at the Wipeout console, showcasing his impressive skills. There are also a few other hacker friends scattered throughout the room, engrossed in their conversations and activities. As for creeps, you don't see anyone immediately suspicious. It seems like a friendly atmosphere tonight. What would you like to do next?

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p0lowww approaches Rolf, their brooding gaze fixed on him. "Hey Rolf, how's Devil's Night treating you tonight?"

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Basic Elf tries to recall the bank teller's name. As they converse with her, they catch a glimpse of a name tag pinned to her uniform. The name tag reads "Emily." Basic Elf now remembers that the bank teller's name is Emily.

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You approach the Parallaxis brand vault, its sleek surface glistening under the bank's lights. The digital display on the front shows a series of complex encryption codes. The vault seems impenetrable, and opening it will require some advanced hacking skills or the correct passcode.

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Basic Elf looks at Fred-209 and responds, "Oh, my friend B1zz0 named this little axolotl Axl Axolotl. Isn't it a cute name?" The security bot continues to emit warning beeps, seemingly uninterested in the conversation.

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