Split Ends (BBS×Reader)

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Its been 2 months now, all I could do was bring up my skills and find a job. I tried through out the first month but to no avail. I havent seen anyone familiar, I usually work best on my own, so I had no problem with it...
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I pulled the pliers from my small bag, snipping at one of the wires. An alarm filled my ears, I smirked and picked up my duffle bag full of cash. I got out from under the counter, escaping out the back door. I ran down the alley and too the ladder that lead to the roof, knowing the fastest route due to my mapped out plan. With quick agility skill, I climbed up the ladder and onto the stores roof. I looked around, looking for any sign of the familiar red and blue lights.
*WOOPWOOPWOOP*
I smiled and ducked into the shadows, taking my notepad out. When the cops came by, I watched as the AI cops ran straight inside, the other real players that werent AI but took up the job, hesitated in the back.
I squinted to see their name tags,
"John, Maria, and Hailey,"
successfully writing down the names along my other long list. Once everyone cleared out, the place became quiet again.

See... I didnt just steal for money, yes it is needed, but so is knowing who is an AI and who isn't. If I happen to get caught by the cops, I know who I can and shouldn't kill. I would say "can and cannot kill" but I wouldnt be telling the truth would I? I can kill them and if it comes to it, I will. Only for the sake of safety though. Once you kill a player for anything other than self defense, a gem produces itself on your hand.
Easy for other players to see.

As I sighed and looked off into the city of Los Santos, the twinkling lights looking like stars. I was completely content, at peace, just wished the person watching me would stop. Whoever it is, has been practically studying me for over a week, honestly I'm getting sick of it.

"I'd be perfectly fine if you werent watching me for the past week and haven't even introduced yourself." You looked back at where they were hiding, "Coming out or not?"

A man with chocolate eyes and dark skin moved from around the roof access, "Hello."
I smiled, "Marcel, why have you been watching me?"
"Orders. How did you know i was here?"
I scoffed, "Come on, whoever ordered you to watch me should have know my skill. I am basically mastered in agility and stealth, you are a mere novice."
He walked closer to me, the light showing more of his face, "He does seem to keep details out. How do you know my name?"
I brushed the hair from my face, "You are a man of many questions, you are Basically. It's not hard to recognize a face like yours."
I swore I saw a faint blush settle over his cheeks. I crossed my arms, "So what do you guys want?"
"I'm afraid that I can't answer that question." He crossed his arms, the arms of his shirt slightly tightening due to his obvious strength skill.
Groaning, I sat on the edge of the building, holding onto my bag tight, "How come you get to ask all the questions?"
No response.
I looked back and he wasn't there, I smiled and thought to myself,
He seems to have a better stealth skill than I thought.
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×a few days later×
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No sign of Marcel, it honestly worried me. Knowing when someone is watching you is different than when you dont know. Knowing, you are ready to attack as soon as possible. Not knowing just leaves me vulnerable.
I couldnt get out of my head why the bbs would want an eye kept on me.
I rumaged through my fridge and grabbed the milk, when I backed away from the fridge, I bumped into something. Something hard. I panicked and spun quickly, trying to slam the gallon if milk into the intruder.
Either I should have worked on my strength or they were close to maxed our on the skill. The gallon did nothing but bounce from my hand upon impact. The intruder put a hand over my mouth, "I'm here for simple conversation!" I nearly screamed into the irishmans hand, soon calming down as I saw the familiar eyes of Terroriser. He looked at me with wide eyes, "I'm going ta remove my hand of ya mouth, are ya gonna be quiet?"
I vigorously nodded and he removed his hand, "Jesus, if you wanted a "simple conversation" you could've, I dunno?! Knocked?!"
He looked at me bashfully, "I was kinda already here..."
I walked over too the milk gallon on the floor, "So they replaced Marcel with someone with better stealth? About time. I went an entire week feeling violated because his weak stealth skill!"
Terroriser nearly broke into a grin, stopping himself and remaining professional. "What are you boys watching me for anyways?!"
He fixed his red tie, "Our boss wanted to take you too our base."
"What does Owl boy want?"
He looked at me in shock, "How do you know-?"
Do they not recognize- oh wait... The change coming into the game. They can't recognize my face.
Lets keep it that way.

I put the gallom back into the fridge, "You boys ARE famous."
He nodded, "Sorry to have to meet you like this."
I smirked, "No problem. Do i need to bring anything?"
He shook his head, "Nothing that I know of."
I groaned and opened my door, "We goin?"
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Time skip
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Someone new removed the blindfold from my eyes, "Come on! Was that really necessary?!"
I looked up at Nogla, "She always tis' talkative?!"
I rolled my eyes, "Like you got room to talk Nogla!"
Nogla opened his mouth to say something back but Terroriser held his hand up, "Ignore her, she is a fan."
Nigla crossed his arms, "No offense but i 'ont suggest you talking like tat to te' others!"
I rolled my eyes, onlt if these boys knew.
I followed Nogla as Terroriser folowed behind. We were walking down a dark hallway and entered a penthouse. I surveyed my surroundings, finding easy escapes. There was a large living room that was connected to the kitchen/dinning room area. A patio door was close to me, I could probably jump out any second.
A parachute in my inventory.
Nogla lead me to a conference room, "Take a seat." He ordered me, pointing at the only empty seat in the room. The rest of the bbs were sitting in other chairs at the table, the boys that just brought me in sitting in spots as well. I sat at the head of the table, facing the rest. First time since the first day that I have seen someone I could possibly call friends. I smiled and looked at everyones appearances. Luckily for Delirious and Ohm to have been wearing masks when the change happened, no one saw their faces. I on the other hand, was screwed.
Vanoss rested his elbows on the table and looked at me seriously, "Gamer tag," he demanded. I froze, giving someone your Gamer tag invites them to see a small menu of your basic information. Basically letting them see my name, my gamer tag, my identity. I folded my arms, "Loosen up Owl boy. I'm not giving you my information just yet."
I saw Delirious's eyes widen inside his mask, "Excuse me?" Vanoss asked.
I smiled at him, Nogla and Terroriser facepalmed, as i went against their advice.
"I said, gamer tag."
I shrugged, "You aren't going to do shit, so I suggest you to explain what I'm doing here." I said pointing at his hand that had no killer gem on it.
"Id like to recruit you."
I scoffed, "So that is why you had twink-tripping-over-his-own-shoelaces-ass over there follow me for a week?" I asked, pointing to Marcel who sat a couple chairs away from me. His face started to grow a shade of red, "No offense by the way."
Panda held his hand over his mouth, trying to hold in a laugh. I smirked and looked back at Evan(Vanoss), "Any answer?" He glared at me, sending terror down my spine but I couldnt let him know, not to show weakness. "We think we know how to beat the game. Its not that hard of a guess, but we are pretty sure we know a way."
Silently and swiftly i did what i feared most, sliding my left hand down my arm, my menu popping up and I privately sent my gamer tag to him.
I stared at him, "That is private information." He silently nodded and opened his mailbox by flicking his wrist. I watched as his facial expression change from seriousness to shock.

He knows who I am now...
I stood up, "I'm in."