Man Machine:- A 94 story

[Stormtrooper1990]

Following 94's successful elimination of the first Consortium member, and the destruction of his nefarious bio-weapons programme, Darkwatch as dispatched 94 and Fairchild to Bangkok, Thailand. Her assignment is to assassinate father and son Consortium members, Kenneth and Jordan Cross, at Jordan's 27th birthday party at his father's exclusive Thai Royal Grand hotel. They are not related to Dr Cross in any way. Now without any further ado...


As 94, dressed in a white tank top, jeans and sneakers, sat in suite number 150 of the Thai Royal Brand hotel, meditating on the mission ahead, she felt the comforting crackle of her ear piece and the comforting lilt of her handler Calista Fairchild. " Hello, 94 and welcome to the opulence that is the Thai Royal Grand Hotel, owned by your first target Kenneth Cross. He is throwing a special birthday bash for your second target, his son the lead singer of The Class, Jordan. Now they both Consortium members, and Darkwatch believe this is the best opportunity we have, to kill two birds with one stone. The funny thing is I actually like Jordan's music, I have most of The Class's albums on Spotify." 94 chuckled " So, you won't get pissed when I kill your favourite rock star?" Fairchild snorted loudly " No! I went off him as soon as I found out he was a consortium dickhead, you can kill him all you like. Besides, I have... other things to occupy by mind with." That intrigued 94 " Oh really, you will have to show me what exactly occupies you." She flirted " Well 94, only if you buy me dinner first, and you still owe me that Chinese. Anyhow, I look forward to watching you work, as always. Good luck 94, and do try to bring me back something of Jordan's, the value of Rockstars triple. when they die." With that 94 bade her farewell. An idea entered 94's mind, it was time to order her first disguise.

94, picked up the phone and dialled the front desk. " Hello, front desk Royal Thai Grand. How can we help you today?" Came the male voice. " Yeah this is Ms Carter in room 150, my toilet is backing up something fierce. Can you send a female member of staff, to come have a look. I would hate to think have voided my security deposit." 94 lied " Certainly, Madam I will sent her up right away." 94 put the phone down and waited, reflecting that it was a nice change of pace to have a disguise come to you, rather than seeking one out. 5 minutes later, she heard a knock the door followed by a female voice that announced "House Keeping" 94 went to open the door, and found a young Thai woman, standing in front of her. She was dressed in the traditional Thai dress of the hotel staff, a red coloured loose kimono and blue patterned chinos held up by a blue sash about her waist, with black socks and black pumps covering her feet. A matching red pillbox hat, with the insignia of the hotel was her perched on her head. She was young and attractive as many far eastern women were. She had the high cheekbones, narrow slanted brown eyes and brown hair cut short in a traditional Thai style. 94, flashed her a fake smile, as she readied her needle behind her back. " Please, come in. It's just through here." The young girl entered, 94 closing the door behind her, unaware of the danger she was in. As soon as they entered the bathroom, 94 clamped her left hand in front of the girls mouth, and stabbed her in the back of her neck, with her needle. The staffer died instantly, 94 lowered the corpse to the ground, and stripped completely naked. Kneeling beside the dead girl, 94 began to strip her. She first removed her hat and put it on her head, then worked off the sash from the dead girl's waist. 94 then unclipped the girls kimono, pulled her up into a seated position and removed the loose garment from her shoulders. This exposed a white sash, that covered the girl's B-cup breasts, 94 reached around her back, and unclasped the sash, slipping it off the dead girl's breasts and clasping it around her own bare chest. She let the half naked corpse flop back down, onto the bathroom floor, her breasts were small but well rounded and firm b-cups, with slightly pointed small dark brown areolas. 94 then removed the pumps, slipping the girl's socks off her feet and onto her own. She then worked the Chinos from around the dead woman's petite hips, and down her legs, the loose garment come off easy. A matching white traditional Thai loincloth, was all that was protecting the dead woman's modesty, 94 rolled the corpse onto her front, and untied the back knot then manuevred the girl back onto her back, removing the garment from between her thighs. This exposed a small, but cute vagina with a thick strip of black fuzz crowning it. 94 tied the loincloth around her thighs and finished getting dressed in the dead girl's uniform. She studied the dead girl, she was slim and petite with beautiful tanned skin. 94 scooped up the dead naked staffer and put her in the bathtub, then closed the door behind her. She put her needle, in the pocket of her stolen chinos and retrieved a vial of clear liquid from her suitcase, exited the room.

Now dressed in the uniform of the dead staffer, 94 took the lift down to the ground floor. She knew from Fairchild's intel that Kenneth Cross, often frequented the hotel restaurant on the ground floor. When the elevator stopped, 94 exited the lift and proceeded into the backrooms of the restaurant kitchens. Has she entered the kitchen area, 94 overheard two waitresses talking " You know Mr Cross is due to have his curry lunch in 5 minutes?" The second one replied " I have never known, a Westerner like him to eat so many green curries. I'am surprised he doesn't spend more time on the toilets, then in here." The first waitress smiled ". Well I have to get back on shift, before I get fired. The new stock in the back isn't going to do its own inventory." As the two women separated, 94 studied the waitress, she was another young Thai girl, with supple tanned skin and shoulder length black hair, like 94. She wore a loose blue shirt, hinted at B-cup breasts, with dark black slacks ending in a pair of black sandals. A apron with the hotel insignia was tied about her waist. 94 smiled, she was perfect, her uniform would allow 94 to poison Cross's curry and serve it to him. 94 followed the waitress, into a secluded stockroom, she locked the door behind her and readied her needle. She crept up behind the waitress, and with practiced efficiency clamped her left hand over her mouth and stabbed the waitress in the back of her neck. 94 lowered the dead woman, to the ground and stripped off her hotel staffer disguise. Naked, 94 started to strip the dead waitress. She began, by untying the apron from around her waist and removed it, then unbuttoned the dead woman's uniform shirt. 94 pulled the dead waitress, into a seated position and slipped the shirt from around her shoulders, this exposed a white t-shirt bra decorated with a small ribbon between the cups, that covered a pair of B-cup breasts. 94 reached behind the dead waitress and unclasped the bra, slipping it loose from her shoulders and letting the half-naked corpse fall to the ground. 94 clasped the bra around her breasts, noting the small but buoyant breasts of the waitress with medium dark brown areolas. She then unfastened the sandal heels, removing them from the dead woman's feet, 94 then unzipped the black uniform slacks, working them loose from the waitresses hips and down her legs, then off then off the corpse. This left a matching white bikini cut thong with a ribbon above the gusset, protecting her modesty, 94 pulled them off with one quick motion, slipping them between her thighs. The waitress had a well developed vagina crowned with a trimmed fan of dark black fuzz. 94 dressed in the waitresses uniform, and scooped up her naked corpse, placing it inside an empty crate. She put her needle, and vial of poison in her stolen trouser pocket and tossed the discarded staff uniform into the crate. 94 then exited the room and proceeded into the kitchens.

Using her stolen waitress uniform,. 94 entered the kitchens " Order up, curry for Mr Cross." Came the cry of the sous chef. 94 put her hand up. " I will take it." 94 scooped up the curry, and want into the back rooms. She unscrewed the vial, and garnished the curry with a special toxin that Darkwatch developed from Digitalis, it was odourless and tasteless, death would come in 10 minutes. This gave her plenty of time, to eliminate Jordan about the same time his father would die of a fatal heart attack, allowing for a smooth exfil. 94 smashed the vial in a nearby vial, and exited onto the restaurant floor. Playing her part well, 94 served Kenneth Cross is curry, he was a old man with electric blue eyes and thin white hair. " Ah, there is my curry. Thank you sweetheart." 94 flashed him a smile. " You are welcome, Mr Cross. Enjoy the meal." As she walked away, she signalled Fairchild " Target one, eliminated. He will be dead in 10 minutes." 94 returned to the kitchen, scooping up a dish cloth as she passed. Returning to the restaurant, she walked up to the second level and overheard a conservation between two members of The Class, she started to scrub a nearby table as she eavesdropped. " I here that the guitarist, Cindy called in with the flu. Mr Cross had to call in a replacement, last minute." The second band number answered. " Yeah she is in suite 250 now. She is supposed to be some sick guitarist,a real superfan of Jordan's. I have never heard of her. We'll see, what Jordan makes of her." 94 smiled, walked back down into the restaurant, walking past two white uniformed security staff flanking the door. She entered the Kitchens, and over heard the voice of the sous chef once again " Order up suite 250, a cheeseburger and fries." 94 approached the counter, " I'll take it." The sous chef smiled at her "Well someone's, angling for a raise." He winked. 94 flashed a smile and returned the wink as she took the platter in her hands.

94 rode the lift to the second floor, getting out and found suite 250. She held the platter with her left hand, as she knocked on the door announcing "Room service." The door opened to reveal a young woman, with long brown hair and blue almond shaped eyes. She was wearing a back leather jacket, open revealing a short white tank top with the legend "The Class" stenciled in black across her C-cup breasts, it exposed her bare midriff, with skinny blue jeans that ended in grey sneakers. A green and yellow checkered shirt tied around her waist. A blue fedora, perched on top of her head completed her look. " My lunch. At last, far out. You can set it down on the table." 94 did as the guitarist instructed, she turned her back to 94 reaching for her purse. She readied her needle. " So will you take a tip? How much?" The guitarist never found out as 94 clamped her left hand out around the woman's mouth, and stabbed her in the side of her throat, with her needle. She died instantly, 94 lowered her body to the floor. She stripped out of her waitress disguise, naked she knelt by the guitarist and started to undress her. 94 started by removing the fedora, and untying the shirt from around her waist. She then unlaced the dead woman's sneakers, removing them from her feet. Pulling the corpse into a seated position, 94 slipped off the leather jacket from around the dead woman's shoulders, then pulled off the tank top, letting the corpse hit the hotel room floor. It seemed the guitarist, wasn't wearing a bra. She had well formed and rounded C-cup breasts, with small dark pink areolas. 94 slipped on the tank top, then unfastened the dead woman's jeans working them loose of her shapely hips and pulling them off her !ong legs. This left a pair of horizontally striped multicoloured bikini shorts, protecting her woman hood, 94 grimaced as she pulled the garish underwear off the dead woman, and slipped them up between her legs. The guitarist, had a full developed vagina that was clean shaven. 94 finished getting dressed in the dead woman's clothes, tying the shirt around her waist and putting the fedora on her head. She picked up the naked corpse of the guitarist under the shouders, stashing her in the wardrobe, along with the now useless waitress disguise. 94 then helped herself, to the dead woman's guitar looping it over head, putting her needle in her stolen jeans pocket. She looked through the guitarists purse, finding her passport.
"Felicia Hannigan." She read aloud, then exited suite 250.

94, now dressed in the guitarists clothes took the lift down to the events centre, where Jordan Cross was preparing from his own birthday concert. She found Cross on the stage, rehearsing. He was a young version of his father, with the same colour eyes but with thick black hair, gelled up in spikes. Wearing a black leather jacket and pants with converse trainers. When he saw her, he jumped off the stage and held out his hand. " You must be the replacement guitarist, right?" 94 shook his hand, playing the superfan. " That's me. Felicia Hannigan, this really is an honour Mr Cross. I'am such a huge fan, I particularly love "Heartbreaker." " Jordan smiled, pointing at her tank top "Yeah, I can see that. Your top says it all." 94 could feel Jordan's eyes gaze on her breasts, the tank top revealing her cleavage. Suppressing the urge to stab him in the eye. She laughed. " Well I keep what I love very close to my chest." Jordan laughed with her. " Well, they tell me you are one sick guitarist. Play me your favourite song, and maybe we can talk in private about you joining the band." 94 searched her mind, and immediately her favourite song came to mind. She took the thimble, and played the rift to "Paint it Black" by her favourite band the Rolling Stones. 94, could see Jordan was impressed, he tapped his foot to the beat, nodding his head to the chorus. She joined in too, feeling a familiar feeling of euphoria she had experienced only twice in her short life. When she was finished, Jordan shared a fist bump with her. " That was fucking awesome! Whoo! You have good tastes Felicia, the Rolling Stones, Paint it Black. Sublime." 94 laughed " Mick Jagger should be made a God, he is a fucking genius." Cross fistbumped her again. " You are so hot Felicia, why don't we take this to my room. We can discuss your contract there."

94 and Jordan, walked back to the lift, talking at length about Mick Jagger and the Rolling Stones. He pressed for the penthouse suite, and the lift ascended. It took them a couple of minutes, until they reached the Penthouse suite. Laughing, Jordan went to his decanter. " You like Southern Comfort, right Felicia?" 94 smiled and nodded, actually she preferred Tequila but bourbon would do. He poured out two glasses. Handing one to her " Walk with me, Felicia, I want to show you something." She followed him to the exterior balcony. " Sometimes, when everything is starting to bear down on me, I come here look at this view and it all starts to make sense, you know what I mean?" 94 downed her bourbon, walked behind Jordan and shoved him over the side of the balcony. She heard his cry all the way down and then the audible smack as it hit the pavement below. Smiling to herself, she touched her earpiece " All targets neutralised." She could her Fairchild's grin " Well done 94, the ambulance as already arrived for the unfortunate Cross Sr, he expired 5 minutes before Jordan. Time to leave." 94 exited the suite, picking up Jordan's microphone and stashing it under jacket on the way out.


94 walked out of the hotel, dressed in the stolen clothes of the guitarist, leaving behind the ambulances to clean up the mess. She touched her earpiece. " Calista, I got you a little something. It will be worth a fortune in a few years." Fairchild squealed with excitement " I bloody love you, 94. You really are a star."
94 laughed. " I love you too Calista." 94 took her hand off her earpieces as she walked into the warm Thai sun.

[pc305435632]

In the game, "room service" will bring two hotel staff.
I think this is better
If it's a man and a woman, like in the game.
pose their bodies for sex
If both are women,
In that way, you can get a better uniform,
Maybe this staff's figure is just right, but her feet are small.
The other staff's foot is just the right size.
If both uniforms don't fit（Or they died incontinent）
Then call "room service" again until you get a perfect uniform.

[dummy76]

I imagine two sentries or storm troopers with the same fate. It would funny if they were romantically involved, before the infiltration as well.

[pc305435632]

https://www.deviantart.com/panpanchench ... -688373743


New ideas
The goal is not to assassinate important people, but to make news.
A remote manor, very low-key.
We need a "big news" to expose it and let it be noticed by many eyes.
"A large number of women have broken their necks" would be a good title.
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Q1ZdB_EEB-A

[esercito sconfitto]

stormtrooper, this is an open letter to you

stormtrooper1990, you are clearly influenced by what is USB in modern gameplay scenario's, and are bringing a fresh vitality and something new into our board
and I am immensely grateful for this

well, if I can suggest...if I can say something about ... well it's embarrassing


stormtrooper, man, please, accept the suggestion from our proud Chinese member Panpanchenchen, I second his opinion

don't fight, but rather embrace the obsessive compulsive disorder

https://images-wixmp-ed30a86b8c4ca88777 ... oljn2Njjrs

and when you got a body pile of gals stripped of their uniforms, start taking pictures

https://images-wixmp-ed30a86b8c4ca88777 ... QmdB8cjdeY

best regards, mr stormtrooper

[Stormtrooper1990]

Thank you esercito, I could picture 94 doing this, she is a perfectionist that really enjoys her work.

I always wanted her to be more expressive then 47. It comes from the fact, that she does use seduction to snare her targets, look at Sierra and Jordan as examples.

I have to thank Blue-cynthia,her support as been invaluable in bringing 94 to life. Her knowledge of both the available disguises and mission layout, as been very helpful.