Character Thread - The Devil - (Mr.Mao)

[theDevil]

...it is time. mao thought to himself, logging on.

//list: type- *.fts /friends@net.hid /unsecure: off /serverjmp: on cmd: spesial

//threadpst:new *.fts /*@net.hid /"friends need to apply"

the dark room flickered with lights from the screen, and the buzz from the computer cooling system made mao relax, he instantly opened a red bull as he threw on rob zombies house of the 10000 corpses soundtrack... ...somehow it made him feel better...

time to make some friends, some bad friends, this world is none to intresting anyways. He needed action, something to happen...
...4 hours later and nothing had happened, he stood up and started wandering through his "palace".



he wondered up and down the main-window, an enormes wall of smart-glass, which instantly could darken the room, a blindfold for the room. He faded the window, making day into evening, conventiently coded from his iphone. and satt himself at the the middle of the room.



He satt infront of the japanese Zen garden, contemplating his financial future, he had to get into the weapons marked somehow, he knew this. If only he had a great idea, or had a contact with a crazy idea...

well one thing was for certain, he needed people, smart people, on the fringe crazy wackjobs could also be usefull... ...he only hoped they would answer his internett add, sooner then later... a boiled kettle never boils.

he stood up and went towards his command-center, he needed information about his latest job, information is what has kept him alive, he loved it, drew to it as a moth to the flame... ...he needed more, alot more, he allocated 30% to project "a needle in the haystack"(mr x).

"would you need me any more tonight? Mao san?"
he looked at his servant still codeing something (it was the new game he coded, a electronic 3d version of star treks 3d chess) "no kim, you may go, take tomorrow of, happy birthday, in advance or delayed whatever sooths you", a dry "thank you mao san" was heard... "i meant with payment of course", a more gratefull thank you where heard as the door closed...

mao grew bored as the coding was only seconds to be finished, he deleted it and went to the screening room in the basement...



chilling with pork´n´beans, and an episode of the third session of lost in space... at least for now it was quiet, and mao soon went into slumber mode knowing he had computers finding Mr.X...