06-28-2024, 12:48 AM
Jaxen lounged on his couch, scrolling through his wallet absentmindedly. His fingers froze as a notification popped up, updating Nox's contact information. He blinked, barely believing his eyes. Nox had finally bought a house.
A slow grin spread across his face. “Well, well, Nox. You’ve finally settled down,” he murmured to himself. His mind whirred with possibilities, and an idea began to form, wicked and delightful. What better way to welcome Nox to his new home than by throwing a clandestine, invite-only party?
Jaxen hopped to his basement work station. In moments, Voxel Adams was online, contacting his network. Fingers flew over the keyboard, typing out the message:
Satisfied, Jaxen hit send. He chuckled, imagining Nox's face when he discovered his home teeming with masked hackers.
He wore an off-the-rack black suit, like something James Bond would choose when he wanted to blend in. His mask, however, was a devilishly retro selection, complete with a sinister smile, twirled mustache, and red horns. To add a final touch of irony, Jaxen pinned a small, bright pink Hello Kitty badge to his lapel. A sticker on his chest boldly declared, "Voxel Adams.”
He arrived at Nox's house just as the thick of night was approaching. The place was already buzzing with music, the lighting low and dramatic, and crates of alcohol were waiting. The MY NAME IS stickers were laid out at the door, sharpie marker ready.
Jaxen slipped inside, making himself at home.
((Anyone can come. Assume the invites get shared around)).
A slow grin spread across his face. “Well, well, Nox. You’ve finally settled down,” he murmured to himself. His mind whirred with possibilities, and an idea began to form, wicked and delightful. What better way to welcome Nox to his new home than by throwing a clandestine, invite-only party?
Jaxen hopped to his basement work station. In moments, Voxel Adams was online, contacting his network. Fingers flew over the keyboard, typing out the message:
Quote:**Subject: Exclusive Housewarming Party**
Greetings, phantoms,
Join me for an exclusive, masked housewarming party.
Date: This Saturday
Time: 11 PM
Address: [Nox's address]
Rules:
1. Arrive in full face mask.
2. Wear your MY NAME IS sticker.
3. Maintain anonymity—masks stay on at all times—even if everything else comes off.
See you in the shadows.
Voxel Adams
Satisfied, Jaxen hit send. He chuckled, imagining Nox's face when he discovered his home teeming with masked hackers.
He wore an off-the-rack black suit, like something James Bond would choose when he wanted to blend in. His mask, however, was a devilishly retro selection, complete with a sinister smile, twirled mustache, and red horns. To add a final touch of irony, Jaxen pinned a small, bright pink Hello Kitty badge to his lapel. A sticker on his chest boldly declared, "Voxel Adams.”
He arrived at Nox's house just as the thick of night was approaching. The place was already buzzing with music, the lighting low and dramatic, and crates of alcohol were waiting. The MY NAME IS stickers were laid out at the door, sharpie marker ready.
Jaxen slipped inside, making himself at home.
((Anyone can come. Assume the invites get shared around)).