halonachos wrote:But one of them has a gun and the other is bigger than usual and flashing red(+5 points if you get the joke).
...............................SADFACE =(
halonachos wrote:You will have to wait for Fitzz for combat though in all seriousness. I think he does work this time of day so it may not happen soon.
Fitzz works? I thought he was the personification of the roleplay internets feasting on our imaginations.............
halonachos wrote:But one of them has a gun and the other is bigger than usual and flashing red(+5 points if you get the joke).
...............................SADFACE =(
halonachos wrote:You will have to wait for Fitzz for combat though in all seriousness. I think he does work this time of day so it may not happen soon.
Fitzz works? I thought he was the personification of the roleplay internets feasting on our imaginations.............
Sadly no, Fitzz is the personification of all that is good, sadistic, vengeful, and motorcyle enthusiastic in roleplays. He's also the chaos god of angry.
halonachos wrote:But one of them has a gun and the other is bigger than usual and flashing red(+5 points if you get the joke).
...............................SADFACE =(
halonachos wrote:You will have to wait for Fitzz for combat though in all seriousness. I think he does work this time of day so it may not happen soon.
Fitzz works? I thought he was the personification of the roleplay internets feasting on our imaginations.............
Sadly no, Fitzz is the personification of all that is good, sadistic, vengeful, and motorcyle enthusiastic in roleplays. He's also the chaos god of angry.
Shhht don't alert him that we know his powers..............Now where did i leave my "Malleus Maleficarum"?
So from what it looks like, Ryan/Holly vs Vegas with Andy and Colt discovering the aftermath.
Will Andy and Colt find a dead Vegas, an infected Vegas, or a Victorious Vegas? Will Ryan ever find peace on this Earth? Will Holly turn into a squirrel by accident? Will the vampires ever have an active NPC die? Does Pontius care that the roof is on fire, or will he neglect to bring water and let the mother burn? Why is Andy singing "I'm a Barbie Girl" while they drive to the alley where the first three questions will be answered?
Ahh, but I made no indication of going for her, did I?
See, Holly tried to get Ryan away from Vegas, indicating she doesn't want to fight, so it'd be either Vegas, or Musatei who makes the first move, and if Musatei did, chances are she'd find two werewolves and a hunter ganging up on her.
Still, if Vegas does jump the gun, I'm picturing entrail confetti, bowel balloons, and Pancreas Piñatas.
From the rooftops above downtown Musatei peered curiously at the situation below...the unknown wolf had drawn quite a bit of attention to itself...she glared at the Hunters,recalling them from the incident earlier....
Musatei debated with herself....this new wolf was indeed powerful....larger than any she'd seen before,and was acompanied by yet another...though the female had matained it's guise as a human for now...Musatei could sense the beast with in the young girl..They would make fine allies....but...should she risk making herself known...
As she considered her options...her small cell phone rang...she answerd it quickly so as to not draw attention to her posisition..." We had a problem...Vampires." Came Atlas voice at the end of the line..
Musatei paused..." How many..?"
" Two that I'm aware off...they were driven off..." Replied Atlas...
" Were you injured..?" Musatei inquired quickly...
" No...But.." Atlas began...
" Leave the cave...they know of your lair now and it's unsafe for you to stay....I've a small house outside the city...near you...on Bray Road..423...go there...you'll be safe." Musatei said
" But.." Atlas began again...
" Atlas...I'm preocupied at the moment..." Musatei said..." Go to the safe house...no one knows it's there...you'll be safe." she hung up and stared down at the new wolf and his female...who'd begun to howl...Musatei fought to resist the urge to join in the night call...
ghosty wrote:Ahh, but I made no indication of going for her, did I?
See, Holly tried to get Ryan away from Vegas, indicating she doesn't want to fight, so it'd be either Vegas, or Musatei who makes the first move, and if Musatei did, chances are she'd find two werewolves and a hunter ganging up on her.
Still, if Vegas does jump the gun, I'm picturing entrail confetti, bowel balloons, and Pancreas Piñatas.
Silly, do it, go go go! Just remember, what happens to Vegas stays in the alley.
ghosty wrote:Ahh, but I made no indication of going for her, did I?
See, Holly tried to get Ryan away from Vegas, indicating she doesn't want to fight, so it'd be either Vegas, or Musatei who makes the first move, and if Musatei did, chances are she'd find two werewolves and a hunter ganging up on her.
Still, if Vegas does jump the gun, I'm picturing entrail confetti, bowel balloons, and Pancreas Piñatas.
Silly, do it, go go go! Just remember, what happens to Vegas stays in the alley.
sillyboy wrote:I'm game if Ghosty Nachos want.........But ghosty's chars already lost some wounds.....;Don't know about mustatei.
Musatei may or may not get involved...she's well hidden across the street on a roof....she went to observe Ryan...not get into a fight....so...I'll decide if she decides to reviel herself...she may just sit and watch...
But...yes Musatei is a wound down...
Ryan is pretty healed up from the previous night...he's at -1 one wound,but...due to his "berzerker" rage...his toughnes and streagth will be increased as will his inititive..that's if I take this to dice rolls...
Shas'ui T'au Kais wrote:Hmmmm, what would be in her "safe house"?
Scissors,broken glass...pointy sticks and radios dangling over filled tubs....
It's a "safe House"...a place she set up for folk to hide...nothing fancy...some food...maybe a gun..possibly an old lady tied to a chair...wait...that would fall into the "food" category.
Shas'ui T'au Kais wrote:Hmmm, a gun would be good, especially as I am trying to be a little more human
All well and good...I wouldn't that your character will hear very much from Musaeti for a while....she has a lot on her plate...the Ryan situation...Forming a new pack...Hunting Pontius...a personal challenge from the Opriknikki...yeah...she's a busy girl.
sillyboy wrote:Opriknikki Too tired too scroll through thread........Will someone help poor ol' Silly.
Long answer;
In the Dark Ages, the Opriknikki were the 'secret police' of Ivan the Terrible, wearing huge, black coats, and riding through villages hacking down dissenters. Now, Ivan became a vampire, and it seemed only logical that his shock troops should join him in undeath. Opriknikki are huge, on average eight-feet tall, and built like tanks. Each has pure white eyes, and a mouth full of shark teeth. The Opriknikki are unique in the fact that rather than draining the blood of their prey, they instead devour them. They are terrifying melee combatants, and enjoy tearing their foes apart with their bear hands (they're Russian, so pun intended).
sillyboy wrote:Opriknikki Too tired too scroll through thread........Will someone help poor ol' Silly.
Long answer;
In the Dark Ages, the Opriknikki were the 'secret police' of Ivan the Terrible, wearing huge, black coats, and riding through villages hacking down dissenters. Now, Ivan became a vampire, and it seemed only logical that his shock troops should join him in undeath. Opriknikki are huge, on average eight-feet tall, and built like tanks. Each has pure white eyes, and a mouth full of shark teeth. The Opriknikki are unique in the fact that rather than draining the blood of their prey, they instead devour them. They are terrifying melee combatants, and enjoy tearing their foes apart with their bear hands (they're Russian, so pun intended).
halonachos wrote:His characters killed Kara so Andy killed Sean. Although because this is America, Andy doesn't believe in ties only victory.
reminds of a line in 'A fish called Wanda@ where they are wind up the american character, ironically 'Born in the USA' has also just came on the radio... all those vietcong
His characters killed Kara so Andy killed Sean. Although because this is America, Andy doesn't believe in ties only victory.
Cometo think of it I think ghosty and I are the only two players to kill another active player's NPC. Go us!
I think it's because we're down right aggressive with our characters. Pub brawl? We're there holding the chair legs. Wedding punch up? We're there engaging in fisticuffs with the brides father. School food fight? We're busy eating the grub, because wasting food is bad.
Musatei leaned over the edge of the roof top and looked down at both the small group of Hunters and the two wolves at the end of the alley way...she allowed a long howl to escape her partialy transforming as she did...
Bellow the two unknown wolves and the Hunters glanced towards her..." Son of a B**** there's another one.." A Hunter with his arm in a cast said..." We need to go...before we get ripped apart here" Leading the two younger Hunters away...the older Hunter kept his eyes moving between Musatei and the wolves in the alley...
As the Hunters disapeared from sight...Musatei called down to the blue haired woman..." No need to fear...we are of the same blood...if you seek safety...seek me out.." with this she turned and vanished from sight bounding to an adjecent roof and into the night...
Figured I'd get that part out of the way...more to come...
"Old man Danny had a farm, e-i-e-i-o. And on this farm he had an incinerator, e-i-e-i-o. With a"
*muffled scream "here, and a" *muffled scream "there, here a" *muffled scream "there a" *muffled scream "everywhere a" *muffled scream, "Old man Danny had a farm, e-i-e-i-o."
An hour later.
"Danny, why is there an acoustic guitar and harmonica in the incinerator?"
"Old man Danny had a farm, e-i-e-i-o. And on this farm he had an incinerator, e-i-e-i-o. With a"
*muffled scream "here, and a" *muffled scream "there, here a" *muffled scream "there a" *muffled scream "everywhere a" *muffled scream, "Old man Danny had a farm, e-i-e-i-o."
An hour later.
"Danny, why is there an acoustic guitar and harmonica in the incinerator?"
"Dunno."
...Nachos...have I told you lately that you fething rock?...
Pinkerton watched the screen for a moment longer before the scenes being shown of the rampageing wolf were replaced with a simple screen reading "technical difficulties"...
Longinus amilled down at him..." You see for yourself Detective...this will be your city under the claws of the Beast...is this what you wish..?...surely it is far better to join with us...rid your city of these abominations and return to an...orderly existance..."
" With you and your kind murdering innocent people every night..?" Pinkerton said,his eyes burning with hate..
" Detective..." Longinus sighed..." Only a fool would call the dregs we feed upon innocent...and I don't belive you a fool...surely your numerous years on the police force have more than aquainted you with the types we take as our prey...and you belive them to be no more innocent than I do..."
Pinkerton glared up at the Vampire..." Let me tell you something...I may find some of the people I have to deal with ...distasteful...but none of them...ever!! have disgusted me as much as you...your kind...OR those damned wolves...I want to see both your kinds wiped out...so feth you and feth your proposal ...!!"
Pinkerton quickly shoved the lone human out of his way as a pistol roared in the confines of his room...as rapidly as he could...the Detective rushed for the door...
As Pinkerton was making his frantic attempt at escape...
On a secluded farm Danny was making frantic phone calls...that bastard Andy had gone on a cleanse mission and Danny knew that even now Pontius properties were going up in flame..
He'd tried repeatedly to reach his contact to Pontius...but thus far had recieved no answer and no response to any of his text..he felt his blood run cold...surely Pontius wouldn't hold him responsible..surely..
Danny shuddered...he knew no such thing...in his fury Pontius was capable of anything...and Danny knew it..
"Bastard.." Danny yelled kicking a chair over and trying the number again...still no answer...
" This is all that bastard Andy's doing.." Danny growled...In the recesses of his brain..Danny began to formulate a plan...Andy had to be dealt with...but..he'd have to see him off cleverly...though Pontius was indeed a threat...if Danny was clumsy..and it was revieled that he was the one to kill Andy...the Network would Hunt him to the ends of the earth..
Danny sat down and twisted the cap of a bottle of whiskey and swallowed a huge belt...."He's got to die...somehow...he's got to.."
High in his office in the glass towers of the NBC building,Bernard Katz viewed the clip Matthew Crossman had sent him...the man shook his head..." Poor Matt..you never had a chance.." with that Katz deleted the file.
He'd recieved word through the usaul channels that Crossman had died...he'd not been Surprised to hear it in the least...Crossman had always been a fool...to busy chasing money and women to see the big picture..Katz shook his head.." Well...at least it saves me the trouble of having to buy him off.."
Katz crossed the floor of his office and picked up his phone,dailing quickly...he waited...finally the answer came...
" This is Katz....I've deleted the video...and I've also stopped broadcasting the...incident that took place in downtown Empire City...I said I'd refuse to air it as it was most likely a gag and I didn't want some sort of...Orsen Wells situation on the networks head.."....Kats listed for a moment...
" Yes.." He said..." Empire City is breaking down...what's that line from that poem..The Center does not hold...?...Keats isn't it?...yes..."
Katz paused again as the voice spoke...
" I belive I can keep a lid on this situation...but...I'd advise you send a suppresion squad to Empire..." Katz said..." I'm sure the Hunters there would be thankful for the help..."
The voice on the other end spoke again...
" Really ?" Katz replied..." What makes you think he's turned?"
Another long pause...
" Shame.." Katz said..." Danny always impressed me as a stand up guy....guess he might not be...."
The voice spoke again...
" Very well" Katz said..." I'll do that...I'll be in touch soon when It's set up..."
He hung up the phone and returned to his desk...a moment later his fingers were dancing across his keyboard..
Nero watched with an air of meloncholy as Pontious Home was engulfed by flame...his memories drifting back as he gazed into the inferno....he sighed ,making a small fiddling gesture the ancient Vampire rose and drifted on the winds current.
" Pontius shall be quite displeased when he discovers this.." The ancient thought...Most displeased indeed...perhaps...it is time to ...assist him."
The vampire drifted along with the current of air...gazing up at the stars and reflecting as he did.
"I don't know which of your ideas is more idiotic," Andy shook his head as he drove the truck to 'The Werks', "I think its a tie between stopping me from torching a vamp's land and letting her going off on her own into an alley where there was at least one werewolf. I mean, c'mon Colt if I didn't know any better you were working for them."
"I'm not working for them you punk." Colt defended himself.
"Oh yeah," Andy's voice was louder, "you were protecting a vampire's house and practically tried to feed Vegas to some wolves."
"And you're better with that Sean fella?" Colt retorted,
"I did that to get back at the wolf who killed Kara," Andy responded on the verge of anger, "the guy was a wolf sympathizer and got what he deserved."
Edit:Adding more
"You fed him to a vampire!" Colt shouted out, "How do we know you're not working for them?"
"Because I was busy setting his gak on fire while you were busy stopping me and endangering Vegas's life." Andy tried to calm the situation back down.
"You were getting us noticed Andy," Colt shook his head, "we don't like attention almost as much as them."
"Well maybe we should let them know," Andy gripped the wheel tightly, "maybe we should tell the world that we exist and so do vampires and werewolves."
"That would send the whole world in uproar." Colt said calmly, "You know how many people would die in the panic alone?"
"Probably less than the amount of people killed by those things since the early 21st century." Andy kept driving to the auto shop, "This is ridiculous, I'm beginning to think that I'm the only one actually trying to carry out the mission. You know, getting rid of both wolves and vamps."
He pulled into the garage for "The Werks", the place was a 'foreign car specialist' garage which is why they decided to be cute and call it 'The Werks' instead of "The Works'. Unfortunately for them the owner's family had been attacked by some vamps, his wife was killed and the hunters were more than happy to kill the thing that did it. As compensation the hunters could use the body shop whenever they wanted to for free, the hunters promised to keep the shop protected as well. It was the closest thing to a mafia front in the city, well compared to Pontius's fronts.
"We need to cut his income." Andy told Colt and Vegas, "If he can afford body guards we'll have to go through them, if he can afford vehicles he can escape, and most importantly if the other vamps in the city see him as the power figure because of his hold on the businesses we can make them turn against him."
"The vamps are too loyal to him to betray Pontius." Colt said, "I've been here for years and have yet to see a single one of them rise against him."
"That's what we thought in Morrison City too." Andy said, "But in the end the vamp in charge was killed by one of his followers, we just moved in to get rid of the new guy before he could consolidate his power. He's just like a dictator you know, if you show his followers his weakness they'll take care of him for us."
"But what about hose he's 'embraced', they should be loyal to him no matter what." Vegas asked.
"Apparantly not," Andy replied, "they're greedy pricks just like the rest of us. They think that they have 'culture' , they think that we're unwashed heathens, fit only for food. The greatest satisfaction is knocking them off of their high horse. They live for hundreds or thousands of years and they believe that they can outwit us when they're no smarter than us."
"Is that why you were setting things on fire?" Colt asked.
"Yeah," Andy replied, "we need to make him seem weak and seeing as though I was able to drive around alone and burn two of his properties in one night I would say his grip isn't as tight as we think."
Scarlett paused as she walked into the alley off 7th and Redford. There was a cold calm to the night, something she would normally ignore, but with thoughts of 'her' rolling about her head she felt more vulnerable than she would like.
A cat hissed and shrieked as it catipulted off a dustbin lid, sending the metal top scattering across the tarmac with a riotous noise.
Her eyes narrowed as she glared toward it, then glanced around herself nervously, it was like something thick pooled in the dark.
So much chaos had struck Empire City, now other forces descended towards her, something was rotten at the heart of this city but she wasn't sure what.
'Get a grip lizabeth' she whispered, the name her mother had called her through her youth. She paused and looked at a window, seeing the ghostly face that now stared back at her.
It had been too long since she had thought of that name, her youth seemed such a long time ago. Closing her eyes she felt a anger gnaw at her stomach for allowing such a weakness of self strike her and stalked forward. She spotted the source of the cat's misgivens ahead, a street walker, some bum rustling around in a bin up ahead and with a slight change of pace walked up to him silently.
The stentch was apalling, she could almost taste his smell at the back of the throat, but her lack of blood was reminding her beggers can't be chosers. She almost smirked at the thought, as she ran her fingers across his neck.
'Whu, what, I ain't doin nothin' he blurted in surprise lifting himself out of the bin, then as he saw Scarlett a confused look crossed his face. 'You got a problem lady?'
Scarlett smiled at him, and caressed his cheek with her fingers, he was startled for the fact such a woman touched him at all, and then something else was.. her eyes, all he could see where her eyes.
Scarlett walked away from the hobo, he was murmering something about honeycakes as he lay across the alley chuckling to himself, she ignored him. Licking the wound shut had been disgusting, but better that than leaving a body for others to find, the main thing was she had taken enough to survive, well until she could find a more suitable donor. At least the Aphasia was only a couple of blocks away.
Crossing the street quickly she filed in behind a young couple talking about visiting the Aphasia as they walked, she smiled at the thought of new patrons. She couldn't help but notice that something about the two of them, their youth perhaps made her feel hungry once again.
"Rose, Musatei said we should make our way to one of her safe houses in town. I am thinking otherwise," Atlas said, hesitation in his voice. "Amanda and Musatei were going to check out a Werewolf that was on a rampage downtown. Now I don't know what kind of werewolf that is, but it had to be angry, and if Musatei is going to draw it into the pack, she will eventually find out about her betrayal and we will be severely outnumbered. We have to go there, check it out, and find out what were dealing with here. Also, if we can befriend the Hunters somehow, we will increase our survival chances greatly. We will have to go now, otherwise we will miss something."
"Fine. I see your reasoning, then come, let us be quick," Rose replied to him. "Come on."
They ran off into the night, and to the sparkling city in the moonlight.
**************
1 minute before hunter retreat
Atlas and Rose walked to the end of the alleyway, and peered out onto the street. There he was a huge werewolf, who howled in rage.
“Somebody’s angry,” whispered Rose.
“Shhh…”
Atlas continued to look at the scene, while trying not to make himself seen. He spotted a few hunters facing the werewolf, and there was also a woman with the werewolf. He continued to look around, and spotted Musatei up high on the rooftop. She was invisible to the naked eye. He wondered that if he saved the Hunters from the werewolf, would they help him. Before he could find out, Musatei let out a loud houl, and started to transform. Because of this, the hunters fled, so that they would not be killed by the werewolves who were obviously in the greater position. She then turned to the woman on the ground, and told her that they should seek her out, and that they are of the same blood. What a joke.
“Okay, we need to get to the Hinters, if we offer them the chance to kill Amanda and Musatei, they will definitely think about it. We have to choose our words carefully though. Or, we could bring them something to show we’re on their side.”
“What? Are you crazy? They’ll shoot us!”
“You don’t know that. Anyway, if they did at least we would finally be free from this nightmare!”
This stopped Rose in her tracks.
“Okay.”
“Wait, I know what we can do. Musatei is still around this area. I know what we have to do. Kill her, and take her head to the Hunters! Lets go!"
Rose nodded in agreement, surprise in her eyes, and followed Atlas up the dirty ladder that led to the rooftops. Then Atlas spotted Musatei, making her way back to whatever building they were using to house themselves.
“There she is. Hurry, we have got to end this!”
************ (If there are any problems with that just tell me. Otherwise, I am thinking an event will have to take place with the fight against Musatei )
...Luckily I am off today and can do one right now...
@ Nachos...
I now have 2livecrew playing in my head...with altered "werewolf" lyrics..." Got and appetite for flesh...kuz me so howly...grr me so howly..grr me so howly.."...
Musatei leaped high ,bounding from roof top to roof top,she had seen what the large male wolf was capable off and hoped he and his female would seek her out..with them joining her pack..Pontius was sure to fall..
From behind she heard the crunch of gravel as something landed on the roof behind her...she spun quickly as the form of Atlas crashed into her knocking her backwards...
Musatie dodged under his slashing claws and rolled to her feet ..crouching low she growled as Rose advanced and joined Atlas..." Tratorius Curs!!!" Musatei spat as she transformed..." You turn on the one who would protect you...!!?"
Atlas roared..advancing quickly on Musatie...who threw back her head and howled before leaping towards the big male wolf..
....And the fight is on...who will win..who will get ripped apart...stay tuned.
Ok Kais...99% of the combat rolls have been made...and it's been vicious...I have to ask you this right now before I complette the final stage...RUN or Keep Fighting???
....Well...even if you killed Musatie...Amanda would have smelt your scent on her body and hunted you down anyway...so being "hunted" shouldn't affect your decision...
To be fair to you...I'll let you know that right now...Atlas has not been wounded...but is now facing four wolves.
He doesn't know who Musatei is so if you show up with some random chick's head on a stick he'll probably shoot you anyway, unless a certain someone has gotten information about Musatei, someone who's named after a feline, and sent it to him via text.
Wait, before that, Andy really doesn't like Ryan. If you offer some help I'm sure that Andy may be willing to reach across the table while wearing kevlar gloves.
...With an ear splitting roar...Atlas clashed with Musatei.. each lashing out in fury...claws slicing air as the two combatants dodge and move in for the kill again...quickly Rose transformed,leaping high into the air to aid Atlas in killing teir foe...Musatei lunges in low going for Atlas guts as Rose lands on her back saving Atlas from certian everseration...
With hate shining in her eyes .Musatei spins with an adders speed and flings Rose across the rooftop...realizing she is outnumbered...Musatei relectantly runs for the edge of the roof..howling into the night..
As she attempts to leap to the next roof,Atlas charges again...his desire to finish Musatei burning with in him..the giant wolf slashes out viciously opening a deep wound in Musateis side...seeing the oppertunity to finish Musatei once and for all...Rose bounds across the rooftop ...her claws tearing away a huge section of wall as Musatei rolls out of the way...
In a fury now ...Atlas charges Musatie once again...he will not be denied...this creature...who's animalistic desires will cover the city in blood...must die....
Rose turns rapidly...almost as if hearing Atlas thoughts...she once again bears her fangs and moves in for the kill...as she closes the distance...she is tackled by two wolves...young and inexperaniced...yet slashing into her with abandone to protect their pack leader...Rose yelps in pain as one wolf tears the flesh of her neck away...as the other rips into her stomach...in an effort to shake the two wolves off..Rose slashes wildly...her claws bitting deep into one of the pups midsection eliciting a howl of pain....
The wolf that is Amanda stands pritectively over the injured Musatei...her fangs bared in challenge at the advancing Atlas...who turns as he hears Rose once again howl in agony as the two young wolves flay her alive...ripping her imsides from her body in a spray of blood and gore...frenzied in the act of killing the young wolves are unprepared as Atlas charges to save Rose...with a vicious swipe of his clawed hand ...Atlas rips the head from the body of one of the young wolves...killing it before it has a chance to react...
Amanda roars leaping onto Atlas as the other pup joins her...rending the large male wolfs flesh...Amanda tears a gapping hole into Atlas throat...as Musatie ..sensing weak prey rejoins the fray...her claws ripping into Atlas chest seeking his heart...with the last ounce of his life blood pouring from his wounds...Atlas unleashes a long low growl and latches onto Musatie...his fangs burring deep into her throat...with fear and surprise Musatie let out an almost human scream attempting to fight of the dying wolf...but it is to no avail...with the last ounce of power he can muster...Atlas rips the head of Musatei loose in a spray of blood...
Amanda roars her fury imesurable..and along with the young wolf deccends upon the bleeding panting form of the male wolf...tearing his body apart in a blinding flash of claws and fangs...
...As Atlas feels the last of his blood run from his body to pool on the filthy roof top..he fimds peace in the knowledge that he has ended Musateis rein ...and as he dies...that is at least some comfort...for if redemption is possiable...if forgiveness for his previous barbarous acts can be atained...surely...he has earned it.
Well...that's that...
Sorry about that Kais...at least you killed Musatei before you got your ticket punched....
With four Ancient vampires in Empire City, this should be a cake walk... Well I suppose this also means FITTZ is going to perform a balancing act.
Yes...I will be... ...Wolves are slipping right of the power scale and as of now Ryan and Amanda (and jp..where ever he is) represent the only "Powerful" wolves in the city...
I'm thinking a lot of attention is going to be focused on " Vampire Huntin'" real soon...
IC: Jimmy had watched the whole thing unfold. He was in a gaseuos state at the moment having heard some shouting from the rooftop and gone to take a look. He was shocked. Although in his three thousand years as a vampire he had come across blood and gore and people tearing each other apart in mad fury before, never amongst members of the same kind, let alone the same group. Sure he had seen quarrels and fights but nothing on the scale of this. The remaining two wolves had left, taking their fallen with them, so it was just him and Atlas' and Rose's bodies. He floated over to where Rose was layin and sighed,
"So pretty." He morphed back to humanoid form and inspected the grisly remains. It was gruesome. He looked her up and down and judged for her to be too late for saving. He closed her eyes and kissed her cheek, in a place where there were no rips or blood or body parts. He looked her up and down and said to himself,
"No use letting a good meal go to waste," he sank his teeth into her neck and drank some of her blood (which tasted sugary) for a few seconds before drawing away in shame.
"What am I doing? One minute I'm respecting the dead and the next I'm picking up roadkill for my tea. This isn't right." he thought. He walked over to where Atlas lay. He closed his eyes and licked a few of his wounds clean. He wasn't as banged up as Rose but he was still in bad shape. Then he had an idea. There might possibly be a chance to try to convert him, make him a vampire, it could work. Jimmy doubted that it would work but he had nothing to lose by trying. He sank his fangs into what remained of Atlas neck and began trying to convert.
"Please, please work!" he thought trying to move the energy to Atlas' body.
OOC: @FITZZ: I know this probably wont work but I'm more trying to show the humanity of Jimmy rather than bring Kais back to life. If there is a chance that it would work then great as his character dying would probably make him very sad (I know him personally) but this is more of a showing that Jimmy is willing to help someone in dire need, even a werwolf.
Sorry man,but at the start of this RP I stated there would be no " Werepires or Vampwolves"...no Hybrids....once a Wolf is a Wolf...he can't be made a Vampire...and vise versa...
...I'm sorry for Kais character falling...(I did give him the opertunity to run..)...and he's free to write up a new character and rejoin the RP if he'd like to...but Atlas is dead..
Anyway guys, it's been great, and even though I enjoyed this thread greatly (It was my favourite RP!!!! Sorry Dark), I suppose I'll have to see all you guys later...
Sorry man,but at the start of this RP I stated there would be no " Werepires or Vampwolves"...no Hybrids....once a Wolf is a Wolf...he can't be made a Vampire...and vise versa...
...I'm sorry for Kais character falling...(I did give him the opertunity to run..)...and he's free to write up a new character and rejoin the RP if he'd like to...but Atlas is dead..
I know, but as I said this is more a character development than "hey lets save atlas!" kind of thing. Oh well, it was worth a shot .
Yes...for now..."Limited time only"...I'll allow you to rejoin....as the narative continues and we get closer to "The end"...I won't be so forgiving with creating "new characters"....but...seeing as there is still a great deal of story ahead...I'll permit it for now...
I will ask ...no...I will insist that your character NOT be a Vampire however...the Vampires are way to powerful ATM and don't need reinforcements...
Sorry man,but at the start of this RP I stated there would be no " Werepires or Vampwolves"...no Hybrids....once a Wolf is a Wolf...he can't be made a Vampire...and vise versa...
...I'm sorry for Kais character falling...(I did give him the opertunity to run..)...and he's free to write up a new character and rejoin the RP if he'd like to...but Atlas is dead..
I know, but as I said this is more a character development than "hey lets save atlas!" kind of thing. Oh well, it was worth a shot .
Oh and by powerstruggle with ancient vampires, is this sort of a slo-mo power struggle over centuries?
Anyway I dont want to kill pinky just possibly kneecap him if he still resists and if that fails there is always plan C (Embrace)
Hlaine Larkin mk2 wrote:thats one less wolve in the picture.
Oh and by powerstruggle with ancient vampires, is this sort of a slo-mo power struggle over centuries?
Anyway I dont want to kill pinky just possibly kneecap him if he still resists and if that fails there is always plan C (Embrace)
The power struggle between the wolves and Vampires has been going on for milenia..however the situation in Empire is reletively new...wolves have really just begun to move into the area...
...As for internal power struggles...that's more of a vampire thing...at least long term...as wolves tend to settle who's "Top Dog" very quickly...
I'm under the assumption that Longinus is at least allied with Pontius on some leval...not so sure about Scarlet or Jimmy...and Victoria is surely a "wild Card"...
...As for poor Pinky...he's making a break for it...I suppose I can settle it with a small "event"...roll to see if he actually escapes....but ...as far as what Longinus does if Pinky fails to slip away...well...I supose that would be up to you.
ghosty wrote:Incidently, I'm so gunning for top dog.
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...Hell...I don't see that you have much in the way to oppose you....Amanda and her "pup" will be mourning Musatei...of course they may go on a frenzied killing spree as well...and JP has vanished into the warp...(I may have to take over his character soon if I don't get a PM from him)
Name: Dez Blue Age: 19 Race/Affiliation: Hunter Physical Description: Tall, handsome, spiky blonde hair, serious. Equipment: Many, but possesses a small M9 pistol and a SCAR-H Assault Rifle. All with silver bullets. Has a Vampire talisman. A silver cross pendant left from his father. Backstory: His parents were killed when he was 10 years old by "unknown forces" when he was out with a friend. He mourned for ages. And he was left to live with his uncle. His uncle taught him about the Werewolves and Vampires that roam this world when he came of age, and was ready to learn about the harsh truths, and that it was his duty to defend the city against them. He accepted this duty with great pride. One day, he found a young homeless woman on the street, and fell for her. He brought her into his home, and she followed him to be a Hunter. Location: A large house near the centre of the city with his uncle. Vehicle: A Black and yellow motorbike Other info: He idols his uncle. Always wears a flame beanie. Loves Rachel. Knew Pinkerton in his childhood.
Major NPC
Name: Rachel Blackwell Age: 19 Race/Affiliation: Hunter Physical Description: Beautiful, tall, long dark hair. Equipment: Once again, many weapons, but REALLY likes a special semi-automatic rifle. Backstory: Her parnets were druggies, and her sister was as well. One day, her sister disappeared after going to a club one night. Later, her parents adiiction killed them, allong with grief. She was left alone, and slept on the streets. One day Dez found her, and fell for her. He took her in to his home, and she lived with him and his Uncle. She followed Dez in becoming a Hunter. Location: Dez's house. Vehicle: Either goes allong with Dez in his motorbike, or with Richard in the sports car. Other info: Loves Dez.
Minor NPC
Name: Richard Blue Age: 32 Race/Affiliation: Hunter Physical Description: Blonde hair, tall, fairly strong, scar allong right eye. Equipment: Like Dez, many weapons, but prefers a SPAS-12. Backstory: Took in Dez after his parents were killed, and taught him about the hunt. Still misses his brother greatly. Location: In the house with Dez. Vehicle: A black sports car. Other info: Loves Dez greatly, as he is the only family he has left. Also knew Pinkerton.
IC: The smell of blood was in the air. A fresh kill, and what was more, it had been close. Ryan had already began to move in its direction even before the fight had ended. Holly had been following close behind, fearful of Ryan, and what he may do if he obtained the chance. Vaulting up the side of a building as if it were a simplistic climbing frame, Ryan reached to rooftops before Holly had even got halfway up the rusted fire escape. Cursing to herself, she carefully removed her clothing, and transformed. The smell of blood assailed her senses, and she, for a moment, felt the urge to run wild. But she resisted, and raced off after Ryan.
She found his huge bulk, squatting almost introspectively upon the scene of a grizzly fight. This was the work of wolves, obviously. Vampires wouldn't leave such carnage, such dismemberment. Nor would a human have enough strength to remove someones head with their bare hands. The dead themselves though, smelt different to the humans bustling throughout the city. They weren't all that they seemed. Getting closer, it became abundantly clear that they were kin. They were Werewolves, torn asunder in brutal carnage. Judging from the smells, and the blood smears, more than these two had died here tonight. And there was something else. The corpses, they smelt.... desecrated. Someone had been drinking from the corpses.
Ryan turned and looked across at her, his great shaggy mane of hair rustling slightly in the breeze. Sheer circumstance had brought them together, and now, and now she felt inseparable from him. She convinced herself it was simply because if she left him, he would run amok killing, but it was something... more. It was as if ever since he had attacked her, their fates had become intertwined, and that only death would release them. From sheer empathy, Holly moved across next to him, and, together, in silence, two Wolves sat side by side, in each others company, building up the courage to do what they both felt needed to be done. Finally, it was Ryan to move first. He prowled over to the corpse of a man, mutilated beyond recognition, and, after a moments pause, sunk his teeth into the still warm ( @ Halon ) flesh, and began to feed. Holly walked similarly over to the other body, a young female, and she too, began to feed, unable to do otherwise...
OOC: Ryan is an animal, so he can't control himself, and Holly...well Holly doesn't have the same willpower that Ryan did.
Hlaine Larkin mk2 wrote:thats one less wolve in the picture.
Oh and by powerstruggle with ancient vampires, is this sort of a slo-mo power struggle over centuries?
Anyway I dont want to kill pinky just possibly kneecap him if he still resists and if that fails there is always plan C (Embrace)
The power struggle between the wolves and Vampires has been going on for milenia..however the situation in Empire is reletively new...wolves have really just begun to move into the area...
...As for internal power struggles...that's more of a vampire thing...at least long term...as wolves tend to settle who's "Top Dog" very quickly...
I'm under the assumption that Longinus is at least allied with Pontius on some leval...not so sure about Scarlet or Jimmy...and Victoria is surely a "wild Card"...
...As for poor Pinky...he's making a break for it...I suppose I can settle it with a small "event"...roll to see if he actually escapes....but ...as far as what Longinus does if Pinky fails to slip away...well...I supose that would be up to you.
remeber Isaac is standing by the door with two handguns (SHoot to incapacitate not kill)
Hlaine Larkin mk2 wrote:thats one less wolve in the picture.
Oh and by powerstruggle with ancient vampires, is this sort of a slo-mo power struggle over centuries?
Anyway I dont want to kill pinky just possibly kneecap him if he still resists and if that fails there is always plan C (Embrace)
The power struggle between the wolves and Vampires has been going on for milenia..however the situation in Empire is reletively new...wolves have really just begun to move into the area...
...As for internal power struggles...that's more of a vampire thing...at least long term...as wolves tend to settle who's "Top Dog" very quickly...
I'm under the assumption that Longinus is at least allied with Pontius on some leval...not so sure about Scarlet or Jimmy...and Victoria is surely a "wild Card"...
...As for poor Pinky...he's making a break for it...I suppose I can settle it with a small "event"...roll to see if he actually escapes....but ...as far as what Longinus does if Pinky fails to slip away...well...I supose that would be up to you.
remeber Isaac is standing by the door with two handguns (SHoot to incapacitate not kill)
True...but if you recal in the write up I did...Pinkerton knocked Issac down and rushed past him...leaving Longinus and Suzy to pursue him.
He's getting embrace. Since he refused to listen to reason he will have his eyes pryed open for him. After embrace through the medium of Oliver Pinky will be handed over the pseudo prince of this city Pontius
Hlaine Larkin mk2 wrote:He's getting embrace. Since he refused to listen to reason he will have his eyes pryed open for him. After embrace through the medium of Oliver Pinky will be handed over the pseudo prince of this city Pontius
Poor Pinky...he tried so hard ... ...On the upside...just becuase he becomes a Vamp doesn't mean he'll be siding with Pontius..
Hlaine Larkin mk2 wrote:He's getting embrace. Since he refused to listen to reason he will have his eyes pryed open for him. After embrace through the medium of Oliver Pinky will be handed over the pseudo prince of this city Pontius
Poor Pinky...he tried so hard ... ...On the upside...just becuase he becomes a Vamp doesn't mean he'll be siding with Pontius..
Well Pontius can be very persuasuve and if you could you the vinculum which is always handy at making people tow the party line and i doubt that the hunters will greet him with open arms now.....
I do love it when a totally evil genius plan comes together
Hlaine Larkin mk2 wrote:He's getting embrace. Since he refused to listen to reason he will have his eyes pryed open for him. After embrace through the medium of Oliver Pinky will be handed over the pseudo prince of this city Pontius
Poor Pinky...he tried so hard ... ...On the upside...just becuase he becomes a Vamp doesn't mean he'll be siding with Pontius..
Well Pontius can be very persuasuve and if you could you the vinculum which is always handy at making people tow the party line and i doubt that the hunters will greet him with open arms now.....
I do love it when a totally evil genius plan comes together
Only time will tell, I could always crucify him if need be.
Andy, Colt, and Vegas waited for the truck to be repaired, a loud howl filled the air and several of the hunters in the compound looked out of the windows for the source. Andy fiddled around with the various pocket litter in his coat and found the ring he had taken from the incinerator earlier. He pulled it out and began to examine it, black soot still tarnished the ring and he began to clean it off with a rag in the shop.
The ring was gold and had some lettering on it, it was hard to distinguish but it looked like a raised H and a smaller letter under it. Andy raised it closer to look at it and saw what looked like an 'N'.
"H,N." Andy thought to himself, "H,N..."
"Hey Colt, do you remember if Hawthorne was Hawthorne's first or last name?" Andy asked the old man.
"Last name, why do you ask?" Colt looked at the ring in Andy's fingers.
"What was his first name?" Andy ignored Colt's question.
"Nigel I think." Colt said.
"Why would this be in the incinerator if Danny took Hawthorne to the airport?" Andy handed the ring to Colt who examined it as well.
"Don't know," Colt shrugged, "unless Danny killed him."
Andy's phone went off, "Speak of the devil..."
"Hello, Andy?" Danny said over the phone.
"Yep, what's up Danny?" Andy asked.
"Got a lead for you on some more targets." Danny replied, the sound of ruffling papers echoed through the phone.
"Vamps or wolves?" Andy asked while looking for a pen of his own.
"Vamps," it sounded like Danny had just taken a drink of something, "I thought about it and you were right, we need to hit the vamps hard before they get too powerful."
"Alright, but I have a question for you first." Andy bit his lower lip, "Why did I find Hawthorne's ring in the incinerator?"
"That's easy, I killed him." Danny replied quickly, "You know we can't let them live. Did you think I was some kind of vamp lover?"
"Why did you say that you took him to the airport then?" Andy questioned.
"I know that you like to keep your promises." Danny sounded saddened, "I didn't want you to know that we broke it for you."
"Hmm..." Andy rubbed the back of his head, "So where's this new place?"
"Its in the city, are you there now?" Danny asked.
"Yeah, just burnt down Spider's." Andy leaned against a door frame.
"Alright, I'll send you the address by text." Danny said seriously, "I'm sorry we reneged on our deal with Hawthorne Andy. I looked at your file and I know the circumstances you come from, I'm honestly sorry."
"It's alright Danny, just... just tell me next time alright?" Andy said as he prepared to hang up.
"I promise Andy, just don't try to make any deals with them anymore. We don't run that way here, I know your chapter would sometimes broker pacts and deals but we don't." Danny replied.
"Alright, I won't make any deals and you'll tell me if we break any." Andy smiled as he ended the call.
His phone buzzed with a text as he went to sit back down with Colt and Vegas.
"What 'circumstances' are Danny talking about?" Vegas asked.
"Nothing, just a bad deal more than a year ago." Andy waved it off.
"You need to tell us those things you know." Vegas sounded a little like Kara, it was unnerving.
"Nah, its nothing important." Andy said as he sat back against the wall, "The truck almost done?"
"Not that we know." Vegas replied.
"Let me know when." Andy lowered his ball cap over his face and crossed his arms in an attempt to nap while the truck was being worked on.
Jimmy had heard the wolves coming up the side of the building and had turned gaseous at the last minute. He had watched them eat their comrades body, these particular werewolves were nothing but petty scavengers, eating leftovers from someone else's plate.
"Bastards," he thought to himself, considering whether or not he should kill them, but decided against it, they hadn't done anything to hurt him but what they were doing was disgusting. He called Ramona and Josh,
"Hey guys, come downtown and wait on top of the CanCo. office blocks."
"What have you done now?" came Ramona's familliar reply.
"Just do it will you, there's no time to explain," he hung up. He looked back to the werewolves and spoke to them, still in a gaseous state,
"You shouldn't eat roadkill you know, it might have all kinds of diseases." The black mist swirled into a column and changed into human form just out of their sight. He hoped that they wouldn't realize that he was a vampire which normally worked as his gothlike fashion sense was in a way the perfect disguise for a vampire. So many hunters had had their blood drained due to this fact. He walked out from behind a pillar and faced the wolves.
"And I wouldn't suggest trying to attack me," he said confidently,
"I have snipers surrounding this area all ready to shoot. If you want to survive then I would suggest leaving these bodies alone."
OOC: That won't fly Catos, Werewolves have an incredible sense of smell, and as previously indicated, you guys stink to a werewolf.
And secondly, Ryan is an animal, who WILL attack on sight, especially on vampires. And Holly hates vampires too, so...
And you're potential bluff (Your mates wouldn't surely be able to move as fast as they have) wouldn't concern Ryan. He'd go in for the kill regardless. Be posting up official reactions in a moment, but, I feel more blood will be spilt on this roof. And soon.
I totally agree on what you have put Ghosty, but the thing is, on the post where Jimmy was trying to save Atlas, HE NEVER LEFT THE AREA, and you put that noone was around in your earlier post
I knew Catos would go hide, to deliberately create some opening for character development, and because Catos hadn't really had a chance to interact with anyone, I made a situation for him.
I knew Catos would go hide, to deliberately create some opening for character development, and because Catos hadn't really had a chance to interact with anyone, I made a situation for him.
That was a great way to control my character without my permission. The thing is though, the last time I posted I was in the middle of a conversion process (which we all knew would fail) and I never posted the consequence. You had no right to control my character and if you wanted to then you could at least pm me first. Also, Jimmy would not just run and hide, he would make himself known to the enemy before running away/talking to them whilst made of gas.
To avoid arguements i suggest erasing our last post each and letting me post a reaction to your appearance before you carry on with whatever you wanted to do.
Hey FITZZ, should I just get on with my intro RP, or should I wait to arrive at the city, as I am planning on doing an RP of Dez learning about going to Empire City where he grew up with his parents before they died.
Shas'ui T'au Kais wrote:Hey FITZZ, should I just get on with my intro RP, or should I wait to arrive at the city, as I am planning on doing an RP of Dez learning about going to Empire City where he grew up with his parents before they died.
You can start your intro outside of Empire City if you like..just include somethng in your RP about your characters recieveing orders to go there from the Hunter Network...
Shas'ui T'au Kais wrote:Then he should've smelled Jimmy as he was still at the scene, or at least seen him
I've gone back and re-read both post...and it would seem there are a few "glitches" in both reguarding exactly if/how/when Ryan see's/smells Jimmy...however in ghosty's post there is clear indication that Ryan does smell Vampire presence on the dead wolves.
Dez woke with a start. He had had another gruesome and terrifying nightmare, where horrific Werewolves and Vampires shredded his parents flesh, thier screams filling his dreams. He always hated those nightmares.
He got out of bed slowly, and walked to the bathroom. Once there, he took a shower, before shaving.
Then he left the bathroom, and made his way to his bedroom once again, to dress. He put on a pair of jeans, a blue T-shirt with the words "Freedom Warrior" on it, and took his beanie as well. He loved that beanie.
On his way out to wake everybody up, Dez heard Rachel groaning as she got out of bed. He went up to the door of her and bedroom, and saw her just walking towards him in her underwear, and then gave him a quick kiss on the cheek.
"Sleep well?" he asked softly.
"Yeah, I suppose. Thanks for asking. You?" she replied.
"Kind of... well, no actually." he said hesitantly.
"Having those Goddamn nightmares again?"
"Yeh. The same ones. Now, I think you should be getting up. I'll go wake Rich."
"Sure thing," she said with a smile, before heading off to the bathroom.
Dez walked over to Rich, his Uncle's, bedroom. He hated getting up, as he would always moan and groan about it.
"Wakey, wakey! Rise and shine Uncle!" he shouted positively for once, before singing. "It's a new dawn, it's a new day, it's a new liiiife... for meeeeee, and I'm feeling good!"
He woke with a moan, and then a groan, before saying quietly.
halonachos wrote:Maybe Ryan smelt Jimmy, but because Jimmy was gaseous he just assumed that either he or Holly had passed gas?
He who smelt the Vamp..dealt the vamp???
For the record...I'm saying Ryan smelled Vampire presence (as indicated in ghostys post)...but due to the huge amount of blood and wolf scent in the air,and the fact that he's gone feral,attended to the corpses first....
Now,if Jimmy then makes his presence known...issues a challenge...Ryan will react accordingly...
Shas'ui T'au Kais wrote:Yeah, but I repeat, Catos never said Jimmy left the area.
"Jimmy had heard the wolves coming up the side of the building and had turned gaseous at the last minute"...Per Catos...
So,Though he didn't leave the area...he had transformed to mist...
So Ryan (nor Holly) see him...added to the fact that they're are scents every where atop the roof ( The scent of freshly spilled blood,the scents of pheromones released during a massive wolf fight,the scents of torn flesh and the scent of a vamp)...Ryan in his feral state went for what he could see...a quick meal...
To put it in natures context...a wolf ( an actual wolf) will still feed (especialy if starving)..even if it can smell the scent of man nearby....it will be catious...and flee or fight if approached....but will still feed.
@ Catos: I only had you're interests at heart. Everyone else is grouping up, and having a ball, whereas you posted...what two, maybe three posts so far, and none of them have really been interactions with other players? At least, not successful interactions. But, suit yourself, if you don't want me to take liberties to further your experiances, it's fine by me.
IC:Ryan and Holly completely ignored the vampire dressed like he was trying to be something he's not, ate some more dead person, passed wind, and wandered off.
FITZZ wrote:
Now,if Jimmy then makes his presence known...issues a challenge...Ryan will react accordingly...
...by putting on a top hat and drawing a flint-lock pistol. Whereupon Jimmy will put his monocle in place and also draw a flint-lock pistol. The two will fire at each other, but seeing as though they are both using lead balls for ammo damage will be done to neither one although Jimmy's clothes will have a hole in it and Ryan is already naked(save for the top hat), so he's all good.
The duel will continue until the song "Dancing in the Moonlight" by King Harvest begins to play in the background, at that point the two will begin to do the Charleston followed by the Dougie. After the song ends both sides will have their dancing skills judged by Andy, Colt, and Vegas with Vegas being the only one to judge Ryan's dancing because Andy and Colt refused to watch a naked man in a top hat boogie. Ryan will be infuriated with the results and sue for discrimination which will end up in the cancelling of the hit cable television show "Monster Mash".
FITZZ wrote:
Now,if Jimmy then makes his presence known...issues a challenge...Ryan will react accordingly...
...by putting on a top hat and drawing a flint-lock pistol. Whereupon Jimmy will put his monocle in place and also draw a flint-lock pistol. The two will fire at each other, but seeing as though they are both using lead balls for ammo damage will be done to neither one although Jimmy's clothes will have a hole in it and Ryan is already naked(save for the top hat), so he's all good.
The duel will continue until the song "Dancing in the Moonlight" by King Harvest begins to play in the background, at that point the two will begin to do the Charleston followed by the Dougie. After the song ends both sides will have their dancing skills judged by Andy, Colt, and Vegas with Vegas being the only one to judge Ryan's dancing because Andy and Colt refused to watch a naked man in a top hat boogie. Ryan will be infuriated with the results and sue for discrimination which will end up in the cancelling of the hit cable television show "Monster Mash".
....And that...Ladies and Gentleman is why Nachos should be head of Broadcasting for a major Television Network...
FITZZ wrote:
Now,if Jimmy then makes his presence known...issues a challenge...Ryan will react accordingly...
...by putting on a top hat and drawing a flint-lock pistol. Whereupon Jimmy will put his monocle in place and also draw a flint-lock pistol. The two will fire at each other, but seeing as though they are both using lead balls for ammo damage will be done to neither one although Jimmy's clothes will have a hole in it and Ryan is already naked(save for the top hat), so he's all good.
The duel will continue until the song "Dancing in the Moonlight" by King Harvest begins to play in the background, at that point the two will begin to do the Charleston followed by the Dougie. After the song ends both sides will have their dancing skills judged by Andy, Colt, and Vegas with Vegas being the only one to judge Ryan's dancing because Andy and Colt refused to watch a naked man in a top hat boogie. Ryan will be infuriated with the results and sue for discrimination which will end up in the cancelling of the hit cable television show "Monster Mash".
OOC: I would so badly buy that music video
IC: Jimmys spirits sunk as his favourite werewolf confrontation line was ruined, so he walked off to go and smoke some shitake mushrooms (good for a growing vampire !)
Scarlett walked through the main entrance to the Aphasia, it was hidden in alley, away from the prying eyes of passers by and the constant traffic that passed through the city Centre. It had been a Shipping depot and three flats when she had aquired the building in 1990 and had spent months designing the place as she wanted. She had used the space to create three layers to the Aphasia, the first layer was the nightclub part of the establishment.
Through a small single doorway from the alley, guests would enter the entrance hall and coatroom counter, as with most of the club the colours where crimson, black and silver through out. Deep red curtains led through into a short dark passageway painted black to intensify the shadows leading to double oak doors, through which lay the nightclub itself. A large room, with a open metal starcase to the immediate right as you entered, and the bar clinging to the wall that ran away from the stairwell curving out and around a corner. The lower floor of the club was a large L-shape, with seats and tables around the edge on both ends. Three steps dropped down onto the dancefloor which was shaped like a giant heart and could happily hold forty to fifty dancers, with the top pointing away from the bar itself. On the upper level several tables looked down upon the dancefloor from a balcony, and curtained off cuddle holes ran across the rear wall.
She noted the DJ position beneath the balcony to the far left near the tip of heart shaped dancefloor and saw that 'Fast Mike' was in the seat tonight. She didn't mind his style, but found his use of 80's synth artists a little much for her tastes, even if many of her patrons loved it. She also noted they where busy, but not as busy as she'd expect, the place had become popular with the internet generation in recent years, and young adults often came to hang out with friends in the shadows of the club. The lighting above casting the entire room in an eerie red glow was very popular. Heading around the bar with a court nod to Sandra working behind it, she walked up to the staff only marked door and went inside.
It was cooler and quieter immediately as she passed into the small passage, the warm painted walls of the club vanished to be replace by cold grey brick and she went up the back stars into her office. The mirrored glass window that sat behind part of the balcony gave her a good view of her domain, while giving the patrons no clue she could see them. She glanced at the moniters that watched the club, outside in the alley, the roof, and the other two areas. The Shadowfloor, which was beneath the club, and allowed for more 'themed' entertainment and the Starbox, which was a sofa strewn room through a door off the balcony, in which a glass ceiling looked directly up into the night sky.
The Shadowfloor was empty as usual for a week night, but by the weekend she would expect several regulars to be down there, it was also where some of the 'Blood Dolls' would hang out, Mortals so twisted by the night, they actually sort out Vampire contact, addicted to the kiss, the embrace of a Vampire taking their blood. It had been the same in Vegas, and allowed Vampires to exist in a City with little to no evidence of their passing.
As the Starbox flicked between its three camera's she spotted Molly was there, and briefly smiled, at least she would be able to get soem blood without any issues shortly, first however she needed to make a call. She picked up her mobile from the desk and keyed in a security lock, then punched in the number he had given her. It was untracable, or pretty much, it would take a highly skilled operative more time than the average call to even lock onto the signal to the correct city, never mind the actual location of the phone.
She heard the other end ring three times before a voice answered, the thick accent greeted her like a knife, it was definately him. With a frown she paced around her desk to the mirror looking down at the dancing guests speaking into the phone quietly.
"I need to meet with you, I don't trust this line for what I need to tell you. What I will say is, it is of great importance that we discuss the arrival of someone on their way to Empire City. Someone who could cause us both considerable trouble."
She could tell he wasn't convinced it was something he needed to be involved in right now, she guessed other things where on his mind, she wasn't surprised at the midly amused request of a name came back down the line.
"Victoria." she said the name coldly, like mentioning an old enemy.
The momentary silence was enough to tell her, he knew who she was, or at least her reputation and suddenly took the call a little more seriously. Staring at the moniter at Molly twiddling with her dark coloured hair she felt a hunger grow in her stomach as she listened to Pontius' instructions carefully.
[OOC - let me know if you have any issues there Mord.
Also will try and get some basic sketches of the Aphasia up at some point for you FITZZ, to put my description above into slightly better detail.]
I like the layers your introducing into vampire society...and think it's a great direction your taking in contacting Pontius to alert him to Victoria heading towards the city..
Isaac and Suzie dragged the now completly incapacitated Pinkerton down the stairs and chucked him into the back of the van. Suzie climbed in as well and ISaac climbed in the fornt where Longinus sat behind the wheel. As Longinus began to tear down the street he pulled out a cell phone, scrolling throught contacts unitl the name Oliver was highlighted, hitting the dial button.
The phone rang twice before oliver answered;
I have a gift for your master, Detective Pinkerton, he ahs refused to listen to reason and now will ahev his eyes pried opwn, Just tell me where to drop him off.
Mean while in the back Suzie took a knife out and sliced dow her forearm, holding open Pinkerton's mouth forcing him to swallow the blood that seeped forth from the flesh wound.
Pontius spoke calmly into the phone, speaking slowly as to prevent his accent from garbling his instructions. "Victoria... I have not seen her since the affair with the Sassanids... If I recall correctly, she has certain 'unique' talents unkind to our race. Her presence makes things interesting. Either she will join me or be destroyed, I cannot afford competition at a time like this. My spies tell me that Musatei, the Bitch of the North, is dead, slain by a rogue whelp, which leaves us with some time to smash the remnants of her pack while they mourn. Tell Victoria... tell her that House Brutii welcomes her, for now." Closing the phone, only to open it again as another call came in. The voice of Oliver Lane flowed through the earpiece, his voice full of dry humor. "The worm who fancies himself a serpent has had his eyes opened. I have him now, where shall we put him?" "The sewers, Longinus will look after him until he can survive on his own. Watch him closely, I do not trust him." Cursing, Pontius closed the phone. The fool! He had created an adder, and now held it by the tail, heedless to the danger. This was to be a test of the Gladiator's prowess, time would tell if he passed.
Bounding across the rooftops, now filled, Ryan and Holly experienced together the first true night of freedom as a Werewolf. Ryan, because he had never allowed himself any enjoyment, for fear of the ramifications, was now blissfully unaware of anything he had done wrong. Instead, he focused on trying to find a place to bed down for the night. The sewers, whilst having an ample food supply in both rats and humans, didn't tickle his fancy, as his now deep subconscious human knew the terrible standards of living down below, and thus, so did Ryan. Additionally, the place stank terribly even for humans. For a wolf, it would be near on intoxicatingly pungent. Holly kept pace with him, being carried along in the sheer sense of ecstasy of the moment. The fresh meat in her stomach caused no issue, and, she realised she cared less and less about what she had done the more she was a wolf. Holly pondered whether or not she could get used to this life, afterall, before the fateful day at the diner, the young women had hardly been going places in life. Her family falling apart at the seams, being sent to a foster home, no school qualifications, searching for her sister, ending up in a dead end job... But now, now she was free. Yes, she really could get used to this, and see it as a blessing rather than a curse.
An ideal nesting spot was found shortly after they exited the rooftops in favour of the back streets. It was a warehouse; Half derelict, but still in use, judging by the large metal storage crates across the warehouse floor, creating a labyrinth of winding passageways and potential dens. Together, she and Ryan moved deeper and deeper into the maze, until, satisfied that they were far enough in that even the most experienced worker wouldn't find them, they settled down. Their new-found home was nestled in a gap between two crates, creating a small tunnel leading into an open space,unable to be seen from the gantry that circumvented the edge of the Warehouse. It was big enough for them to hunker down and sleep, and yet small enough to avoid prying eyes. In short, perfect.
Overcome with a sudden lethargy, Ryan and Holly hunkered down, their thick fur adequately warming them, and curled up. Soon Ryans breathing slowed, and he closed his eyes, falling into a deep sleep. Holly kept awake only for a few more minutes, fidgeting, and trying to find how to lie comfortably. And then she was asleep too, slumbering soundly.
It was cold, her breath made small swirling clouds. Holly clenched her arms around herself, trying to maintain some warmth, pondering as to why she was standing alone in complete darkness. She didn’t know where she was, and so, leaving the safety of her spot, she crawled in the shadows. The cold grew, and it felt as if the very jaws of Ryan were closing around he fingers, biting them. She persisted, knowing that she had to do something, find... find someone she held close to her heart. After an eternity of fumbling through the dark, her body was brittle like ice. Tears appeared around her eyes, Holly was losing hope. Just on the brink of succumbing to the darkness she felt something. Her hands grabbed the thing. but it was not Jeans that she had somehow been expecting. It was a furred paw. She looked up at the dark figure who grew from a part of the foot, a great mass of muscle, scar tissue and fur. The stark face of her father looked down on her. She could almost feel the look of disappointment.. “Daddy?” she whispered through here frozen lips. The man produced a faint smiled and let his righthand going around her face.his lips formed the words ‘I love you’ but the sound didn’t reached her eyes. A great muzzled face appeared from behind, appeared behind her father. it licked his lips, and its great fanged jaws opened wide. “No!” she cried trying to push him away. She couldn’t move, it felt like all her dark thoughts pressed her down. Her father was gone instead of him stood the man she had eaten earlier. blood bubbled up freely from his lips, like a never ending waterfall. The man looked faintly puzzled, and shifted slightly, the entire globe weighing down upon his back. Holly cried out suddenly, as the gigantic earth wobbled precariously between the Mans shoulder blades, and threatened to fall, fall into darkness. In the shadowed darkness at the top of the planet, just in sight, stood the vampire who had fed upon her several days ago. His cheap suit, his horn rimmed glasses, even the oily smell of liquor was present. With a cold laugh, the vampire wobbled the earth some more, and Atlas slipped to one knee, buckling under the titanic weight. The sound of cracking bones broke the perpetual silence. Atlas cried silently, his tears of blood running freely down his cheeks, the words 'absolved' tenuously hovering in the still, dry air before him. And then the earth crashed down upon him, and Atlas was gone. Hate boiled up inside of Holly, she used it to get out of her passive stance. She ignored the pains of her body as she followed a trail of blood. Her lungs sputtered as oxygen started to disappear. With her last bout of strength she pushed herself forwards. The trail was gone. Heavily breathing she glanced around. Nothing. Only darkness and cold. Holly crawled into a little ball, much like she had when she fell asleep. Her body began to numb. The cold spread through her body, and she smiled and excepted the cold in her heart. The cold streamed in her heart taking all the warmth out of it. Her body was one pool of stone cold nothing. She laughed in the darkness. The fear was gone. And then her sister appeared out of the shades, her bright green eyes glowing like emeralds in the darkness. But she wasn't pleased to see her, after all this time.
"What have you become?"
Holly awoke with a start, changed back to her human form. She was naked and cold, and it was still dark. Beside her, the great slumbering form of Ryan stirred slightly, but remained asleep. The events of the past day flashed before her eyes, merging with the memories of the dream, fusing together as one. The man she had feasted upon, he had been alive once, something she hadn't comprehended before. He had had a life. He... he was lying in parts in her stomach. Holly gagged, and vomited forwards, great chunks of bloody flesh and bone dropping forwards amongst the putrescent blood laced slick. Holly kept throwing up until she was empty, and then she sat there, staring anywhere except at what she had done, terrified of the disturbingly recognisable lumps... fingers, toes, teeth...
And it was then Holly came to terms with what she had become, and she cried, tears of self loathing and horror.
ghosty wrote:OOC: I always find it helpful listening to something viscous and heavy when writing some bit of fiction, simply because it helps me formulate ideas.
...And formulate them you do my friend....Holly's nightmare was fantastic...as is the seeming internal strugle she is gong through...
Player:-Log
Character- Edgar Poe
Race/affiliation:- Vampire
Physical Description- Equipment:- Cane, Flip-open bone saw
Backstory- Edgar himself works for empire city's Prince, and is infamous as King Pest, the Rat King.
Location/resources: Ghouls galore, a few other vampires and their ghouls, Edgar Slumbers in a maze under an abandoned warehouse
Other info: Edgar is from the clan Nosferatu, and is hideously deformed. He hides himself from others behind dress clothes and a mask.
Before the Embrace, Edgar was a gravekeeper. Edgar's Sire is unheard of, and Edgar does not care for his maker.
Deep within the confines of the City Morgue ...Sean's eyes opened...the man he had been was gone...for now at least..no reason..no knowledge of his former self existed...all that existed was the gnawing thirst..
The creature glanced about...seeing perfectly in the darkness...it realized it was confined...." coffin..?"...the word passed through Sean's brain...though it's meaning was only vaugely recognized..." No..not a coffin.." the creatures mind struggled to make sense of it's thoughts..
At the end of the structure that held it...the creature saw a small door...kicking out hard..the area filled with light..
Voices...male and female...approaching...Sean was suddenly drawn into a bright light...
" Jesus Christ...he's still alive!!" a voice like the clanging of a huge bell echoed in Sean's ears..
He threw up his hands against the light..
" That's Imposiable..." The female voice screamed..." I did the autopsy Myself...I..."
The Creature that had been Sean leapt from the small metal slab...his hands seizing the woman...
" God NO!!" ...screams...like horns...tearing at his mind...shutupshutupSHUTUPSHUTUP!!!!!
Sean sank his teeth into the woman's throat...tearing it out complettely....the blood..."Yes..Yes..YES!!"...her blood filling his mouth...washing him in an ecstacy unimaginable..
" OH MY GOD!!!"...the man...
Sean moved...faster than the eye could follow...his hands grasping the mans throat...crushing it as though it were paper...againg the blood flowed...and the creature drank deeply...knowing peace..
Moments later...Sean leapt from the window...landing unobserved...his hunger sated for a moment...the creature tried to think..." Home...Home!!.." the words made no sense...but still Sean rushed into the shadows...drawn forward by a force he couldn't comprehend..." Ryan...Ryan.." the name meant nothing...but somehow meant everything...diving across a secluded road and into an alleyway...Sean continued to travel through the night...
High above...Nero watched the creature move through the shadows..." Mad that one is..." He shook his head..." Pontius...what have you done...?"
lord of the ghosts wrote:Player:-Log
Character- Edgar Poe
Race/affiliation:- Vampire
Physical Description- Equipment:- Cane, Flip-open bone saw
Backstory- Edgar himself works for empire city's Prince, and is infamous as King Pest, the Rat King.
Location/resources: Ghouls galore, a few other vampires and their ghouls, Edgar Slumbers in a maze under an abandoned warehouse
Other info: Edgar is from the clan Nosferatu, and is hideously deformed. He hides himself from others behind dress clothes and a mask.
Before the Embrace, Edgar was a gravekeeper. Edgar's Sire is unheard of, and Edgar does not care for his maker.
Is this OK?
I like the backstory here...
... ..we already have so damn many Vamps...that's my only real problem...
Ah so Poetic, two brothers who are at the same time, two different species, who are both mindless.
Yeah...the way I see it...Sean wasn't voluntarily "embraced"...he was created by accident when the Opriknikki fed on him...so his mind sort of snapped.
Hey may start to remember things..but he won't be "joining up" in the Vampires ranks...
Shame that if he ever meets up with his brother they'll both rip each others throats out. But I suppose that is the way of things, hell, whenever I see my brother in the holidays I occasionally feel the urge to go for the jugular.
lord of the ghosts wrote:Player:-Log
Character- Edgar Poe
Race/affiliation:- Vampire
Physical Description- Equipment:- Cane, Flip-open bone saw
Backstory- Edgar himself works for empire city's Prince, and is infamous as King Pest, the Rat King.
Location/resources: Ghouls galore, a few other vampires and their ghouls, Edgar Slumbers in a maze under an abandoned warehouse
Other info: Edgar is from the clan Nosferatu, and is hideously deformed. He hides himself from others behind dress clothes and a mask.
Before the Embrace, Edgar was a gravekeeper. Edgar's Sire is unheard of, and Edgar does not care for his maker.
Is this OK?
I like the backstory here...
... ..we already have so damn many Vamps...that's my only real problem...
As well the fact that the nos and all camarilla, sabbat and unaligned clans technically don't exist as this rp is only based on masqurade,
as a foot note i prefer the Requiem depiction than the Masquearde of Nospheratu as they on't have to be hideously ugly but there is something worng, ie they can have an aura/presence which makes people want to run/vomit/cower in fear.
As the music things go depending on what i'm thinking i want is decided by the music, for more soul searching sort of events i use melancholic songs like 'the torm' 'chance' of Big Country and FAde to Black can help with a possible dash of SO What and Am I Evil?
For more violent incidents the Heavy Metallica/Sum 41/Foo Fighters with a dash of ACDC/Queen helps and if i want a journey of sorts the Call of Kthulu is always the best for that
ghosty wrote:Incidently, how can hunters tell a werewolf is a werewolf if they're in human form?
That's just it...at a distance they can't...even up close it takes a trained hunter to even begin to suspect that he's looking at a wolf in human form...though some Hunters are quite good at spotting them...much the same way a cop can spot a criminal ...even when that criminal isn't doing anything wrong...they just get a feeling...
Plus wolves often have a feral unkempt look about them...a sort of beastial air that tips Hunters that something might be wrong with the person they're looking at...
ghosty wrote:But it would be pretty hard for a new guy?
Yeah...in theory ,a new Hunter wouldn't have the experiance to "sniff out a wolf"...of course...new Hunters are always paired up with a vet...but alone...a new Hunter would be fairly easy pickings for a wolf in Human form..
In the cramped confines of the van...Pinkerton squirmed,attempting to avoid swallowing the blood pouring into his mouth...it was useless...he could feel it...burning down his throat...drowning his very will to resist..
" I will hold on to my humanity...I will hold on to my humanity!!" Pinkerton repeated this thought over and over...like a mantra...trying desperatly to cling to his own will.
As the van stopped..and Pinkerton was carried from the vehicle...his mind swirling...his will crumbling...he reached carefuly into his pocket...his fingers fumbling ...his thoughts failing him..he turned on his phones GPS.
At least now...if the Hunters decide to look for Pinky...they'll have some idea where he is...
Amanda sat staring blankly at the body of Musatei..a low whine in her throat,she'd ordered Candi to dispose of Vikki's body..but would not allow her to lay hands upon Musatei...her leader..her love.
Candi had followed Amanda's orders,burying Vikki's remains...and had returned...she now sat quietly...staring at Amanda...afraid to ask what to do next.
Suddenly with a roar,Amamda drove a clawed hand into the chest of Musatei's corpse...yanking her heart free...with a low mournful howl...the woman began to feast on the dripping organ...sensually rubbing the blood over her body...
" I will carry on in you name..." Amanda whispered..." With your streagth inside me..." she tore of another chunk of the heart and chewed it...
Candi sat horrified..but silent...she knew what she had become...she even delighted in the power...but..Amanda was insane..clearly...who knew what she might do if Candi spoke..
Amanda finished consuming the heart and Turned to Candi..." Dispose of her shell.." she sighed..a tear streaming down her face..." Then join me here...we shall wash...and then..." Amanda's eyes begin to burn with a fierce light..."And then we have much work to do."
Candi did as she'd been told...burying Musatei deeply near where she'd buried Vikki...she returned to the home a half hour later..covered in dirt and and mud.
Amanda laughed..." You look a sight..come with me.." Candi obeyed entering the shower with Amanda ...who gently washed her and insured she was clean..
In the rear bed room..Amanda looked through Candi's wardrobe..." Dress seductively..." she said as she slipped into one of Vikki's short dresses and pulled on a pair of boots.." You and I are going to reform Musateis pack..."
Candi stood...walking towards Amanda...as she pulled a mini dress over her body.." I have some friends..." Candi said..." They'd be perfect..."
Amanda frowned.." Perhaps we can attend to them later...for now...I have some people in mind..."
A few moments later...the two women exited the house and walked into the night.
Entering the Pink Pony Amanda and Candi moved quickly through the crowd,a smile parting Amanda's lips as she spied those she was in search of..
Carlos looked up as Amanda and some new girl aproached.." You working tonight?" he said leaning back in his chair..at each side stood his best security guard Davin and a beautiful dancer called Star...
Star rushed over and hugged Amanda..." Please say your working tonight...it's been so dull with out you here.."
Amanda laughed and hugged Star closely..." No sexy...I'm not working ...sorry..but...I thought I'd drop by and introduce you to Candi...she's my new friend."
Star pouted...and eyed Candi.." I hope your new friend doesn't mind sharing.." she said rolling her eyes at Candi.
Amanda laughed..." No...in fact..she likes it that way.."
Carlos waved his hand in frustration..." If you ain't working take your party someplace else...I can't have you...distracting Star..."
Amanda moved quickly,seductively sitting on Carlos' lap and kissing him deeply..." But..I want to party with you too.." she purred..
Carlos smiled..." Well...why didn't ya say so..I suppose we could all go up to my private office..",Carlos " Private office" was a loft above the bar where he "auditioned" new dancers..
" That sounds...yummy.." Amanda said nibbling at Carlos' ear.. she turned and faced Davin..." Your invited too big boy.." she smiled
A few moments later in Carlos' loft...Star danced seductively as Candi removed her dress...Amanda already nude ,prowled over to Carlos' stero system...turning the volume up..
" Kinda Loud.." Carlos said...his eyes roaming over the Amanda's body..
Amanda smiled...a broad friendly smile...gyrating in time to the music as she moved closer to Carlos..." But...loud music makes me a very bad girl..."
Carlos smiled wider..moving closer toward Amanda..." Well...show me how bad you can be baby.." he said.
" Oh...I plan to.." she said...her claws lashing out ripping deep into Carlos chest..the big man screamed and stepped back as his exposed ribs glistened wetly in the light of the room..
Davin charged forth...intent on grabbing Amanda...the huge bouncer never even saw Candi as she leapt across the room sinking her teeth into his throat and bringing him unconscieious to the floor..
Carlos backed away...his eyes darting quickly to Star..." Get help you stupid..!"..Amanda lashed out again...ripping Carlos' stomach open...
" You shouldn't disrespect women Carlos'" she said waving a bloody finger in front of his nose...
the man gasped and tumbled to the floor...
Star stood trembleing..." Don't hurt me...please Amanda...we're friends ...please...don't"
Amanda moved close to Star...pulling her near..stroking her hair and soothing her.." I won't hurt you Star..." she said..." But..I want you to join me..."
" Anything...just don't kill me.." Star wept.." Please don't Kill me..."
" Shhh...I would never do that to you.." Amanda said smilling..her fangs glistening in the light..." A little nip...that's all.."
Star screamed as Amanda bit into her shoulder.
Well...it seems that with the exception of ghosty (who is doing a fantastic job btw)...I'm going to have to play the part of the " Main wolf pack"...as all my other wolf players have gotten themselves killed or disapeared..
So...Amanda...who is far crazier than Musatei ever dreamed of being...is now forming a new pack to plunge Empire City into Chaos and to finish what Musatei started...
Ok...to try to sum everything up ...just to make things easy for those playing along at home...
Sean has awakened at the mourge,killed two people there and run of into the night..
He really has no idea what or who he is,though he keeps having moments of clarity..may be headed for his home....he was spotted by the Vampire Nero.
Amanda ,of course,is rebuilding the pack,intent on seeing Musateis goals achieved...thus far she has aquired Candi,Star,Carlos and Davin...(Both Carlos and Davin are pretty big guys...and will make pretty huge wolves..)...Who knows were she may be going next.
..Pinky...poor Pinky...looks like he's on his way to being a Vampire...but at least he turned on his GPA...Hunters might find that handy at some point.
...and Danny...old Danny has some serious evil up his sleave..stay tuned.
Ah so Poetic, two brothers who are at the same time, two different species, who are both mindless.
You're welcome Ghosty... Andy has his ways of making things happen.
BIC:
Andy looked at his phone's clock as he waited for the text with the address, 11:00pm it displayed in the lower corner.
"It's late," Andy muttered to himself, "11:00, seven or so hours till dawn when they start to hunker down."
"He's muttering to himself." Vegas whispered to Colt.
"I know," Colt replied back, "going on his own, keeping secrets, talking to himself... not a good picture."
Andy heard Colt talking to Vegas but shrugged it off, they were probably talking about something stupid, or were they talking about him?
"Nah, that's just being paranoid." Andy thought to himself, "Colt was a bit stupid and is probably mad that I crushed his car."
Andy walked back over to the two and sat back down, Vegas and Colt both looked at him.
"So Andy," Colt asked, "what was that whole deal with Danny on the phone?"
"Oh that," Andy rubbed his face, he was bored and hungry, "Danny said that he's found out about some vamp den and wants us to take care of it. Then I asked him about Hawthorne's ring."
"Hawthorne's ring?" Vegas asked loudly.
"Yeah," Andy pulled it out to show them, "said he burned him because he doesn't believe with making deals with vamps."
"And do you?" Colt asked, as if he was interrogating him.
"Sometimes," Andy said, "okay, yeah that's the whole thing about where I came from. Wolves and vamps have weaknesses; wolves are stupid as hell and vamps like to be politicians. I've made deals with vamps which allowed us to work on the wolves for awhile, but I would always make deals that were easy to fulfill. Once I did my part of the bargain and the deal was complete I would work on the vamps. Unfortunately once you break a vamp's trust in the area, none of the vamps trust you, not that they trust hunters a lot to begin with."
"To the point Andy." Colt said annoyedly.
"Yes, I did make deals with vamps." Andy said, "But it was always against the wolves and I would always do it to further the overall goal of removing both of them. Its a part of the balance system we used."
"You talk about this balance system all of the damn time." Colt continued to pressure him, "Sounds like you're playing with fire and you're going to get burned."
"Its risky." Andy kept calm, "But the payoff is a city free of the ugly disease of bonechewing and bloodsucking. I've never broken a deal with a vamp because its a lot easier to use them if they think you're doing them a favor. There are rules though, you never broker a deal that harms humans and there is a waiting period for when you move out to attack vamps after fulfilling the deal."
"Don't the vamps catch on eventually?" Vegas asked.
"That's the beauty of it." Andy smiled, "They're so fething conceited that they think the other vamp did something. If I go kill a wolf for Vamp 'a' and after a week or so kill vamp 'a',vamps 'b' and 'c' will think that vamp 'a' forgot to fulfill their part of the bargain. I've never broken a deal so that way they don't instantly think 'Andy is a backstabbing hunter'. Its awesome."
"You're still making deals with the devil so to speak." Colt replied feeling a bit worse about Andy.
"Hey, I've managed to kill over a dozen vamps that way." Andy continued to smile, "And even more wolves."
Andy leaned back to reminisce and Colt and Vegas sat still watching him lean back, his hands between the back of his head and the wall. They were quiet for a few minutes, the sounds of the workshop surrounding them. It was a skeleton crew working on the truck because even though their boss owed the network, they were still people who needed to rest.
"What about the vampire den and Pontius, you make any deals with them?" Colt asked after a few minutes of silence.
"Feth no," Andy replied, "his power's consolidated here. If I made a deal with a vamp chances are Pontius wanted him dead anyway, plus I would have to kill Pontius and he's hiding like a kid in a pillow fort made out of other vampires. Have to take the roof off before dropping the bomb."
"That made no sense." Vegas said raising her eyebrow trying to understand what Andy had just said.
"Drop a bomb and you'll just get rid of the roof," Andy still held his position against the wall, "get rid of the roof and dropping the bomb makes sure it comes down on his bald little head."
"Pontius is bald?" Vegas asked.
"Dunno, I just think he is." Andy smiled, imagining Nospheratu from the old movies.
"We going to get that den any time soon?" Colt asked.
"Not before I eat." Andy replied, "I've had two bites of burger and a shake in almost 24 hours, no reason I should die hungry if they're going to get full."
"You're mind is twisted." Vegas started.
"I just have priorities, and my priorities say 'food'." Andy sat up andput his hand over his stomach, "This thing here is on empty, it's 11:12 and I'm going to go to Arby's across the street, I just need a car to go through the drive thru."
Andy walked off and began to ask some of the hunters in the compound for their car keys, two of them looked at the work being done on the truck and shook their heads. Colt and Vegas watched as one of them reluctantly gave Andy his keys and began to say something while pointinghis finger at him. Andy walked back to Colt and Vegas smiling and dangling the car keys in front of him.
"Come on, we're getting our roast beef on." Andy smiled as he helped pull Colt out of his chair, "We gotta be careful though because he said he'll rip my balls off and put them in my eye sockets if I get anything on the seats."
As they walked to the car, Andy could see why. The car was a black cadillac, Andy's jaw dropped as he realized that he was going to Arby's in a luxury vehicle.
They felt the call, and they were bound to answer it. Across the globe, pale faces looked skywards as a single message flitted through their brains, conveying it's importance in an instant. As one, they unsheathed ancient blades, made of sturdy steel, iron, and silver, reading the incantations hammered into the metal aloud as they donned their armor, great, midnight black carapaces infused with long forgotten magic. The eight converged on one spot, a glowing beacon of light in the darkness of their minds. By train, plane, car, by foot if necessary, they began their journey. From the Great Plains to the Dardenels, they came. Their names taken in mockery of the holy beings that once bore them, Azazel, Sariel, Koshbiel, Shamsiel, Ananel, Sethiel, Raziel, Zaquiel, were these names. They answered the call. The message was simple;
Pontius Calls, Cain Comes
High above Empire City...Nero heard the call go forth from Pontius...felt the answer....The Fallen, the militant branch of the Ordo Dracul had been summoned..." Pontius...has your wrath grown boundless..?" Nero whispered...
The Vampire setlled upon a high rooftop...perched thousands of feet above the city...he sat watching the neon skyline and shuddered...recalling a time when once before he'd seen a great city burn..." It will happen here as well Pontius...the Vampire lowered his head for a moment...then rose into the air...moving towards the source of the call..towards Pontius...
Andy looked down at his buzzing phone, he had been halfway through his roast beef when the infernal device went off. Andy had returned to The Werks with the other hunter's car unscathed and untarnished. Andy's phone kept buzzing and he decided to actually open it up to see where his text message had come from. The message symbol showed that it had been from Danny, the address was included. As Andy hurriedly scarfed down the rest of his sandwich he looked around for a napkin, finding none he patted Colt on the back to get some of the residue off of his hands. Colt looked at Andy questioningly after this but only shook his head at Andy's immaturity.
"Text from Danny with the address." Andy covered his mouth as he spoke with food in his mouth. He swallowed the last bit before opening the actual message.
"2034 Freight Way." Andy said aloud to Colt and Vegas, "Any idea where that is?"
Vegas shook her head as she drank her soda, Colt thought for a second as his old brain kicked into gear.
"Sounds like the industrial district, why, is that the place?" he asked.
"Yeah," Andy sighed, "just like a vamp to hide out in the run down places of a city. Never anywhere fun like an amusement park."
The idea of fighting a vampire in a fun park crossed his mind, the tunnel of mirrors would probably be the worst place to go into. It would be like scooby-doo except fatal and the bad guys aren't wearing any masks. As Andy finished his milkshake he stood up and tossed it into a nearby trash can.
"Alright, let's go." he said as Colt and Vegas each finished their meals.
The truck sported a new fender with nicer high-beams and several vertical metal bars. It was also repainted a nice dark blue. The group of hunters got into the truck and drove off to the industrial district to find the Vampire den.
.....................
As they approached the address Andy began to slow down in front of a large warehouse. It was relatively close to the warehouse that used to be a hunter outpost, in fact the smoke coming from the ruins of the outpost could be smelt from where they were.
"So you guys want to go in?" Andy asked the others.
"It's late, they should be out getting something to eat." Colt replied.
"Fair enough, let's go look around." Andy stopped the car and began to step out, grabbing a flashlight and a flashbang he had left over from the phone booth massacre.
Colt and Vegas got out of their respective seats and mader their way to the windows of the warehouse and peaked in. The whine of nightvision goggles turning on sounded relatively loud to them as Colt looked in with them. Andy wondered where he had gotten the goggles, but remembered that Kara's kit was still in the truck. Colt was wearing a dead girl's night vision goggles.
"Looks clear, let's go." Colt cracked open the door with a lock pick and took point, his pistol scanning the room as he did. Andy and Vegas had to rely on the flashlights attached to their weapons or held against the weapons themselves. The trio entered the warehouse and took a triangular pattern, each covering a corner before feeling safe about their surroundings. Colt tapped Andy on the shoulder and pointed to something in the dark, and turned his flashlight on it and saw the light switch on the wall. He flipped it to on and the lights remained off.
"Sh..." Andy began to say as the realization of what was happening came to mind, "It's an ambush!" he shouted to the other two while quickly returning to their side.
The trio looked around as rustling could be heard. Colt stayed close to Vegas to protect her, Andy tried to remain close to both of them to prevent anybody from sneaking up on them. Lights swayed back and forth as they tried to find the source of the noise.
"gak just got real." Colt said calmly.
"How many are out there you think?" Vegas asked, a hint of fear in her voice.
"Maybe two, this place echoes." Colt responded.
"We got them." Andy tried to reassure Vegas, "Just don't let them bite you, its the only way they can infect you."
"And if you see them open their mouth," Colt added, "put your shotgun in there and feed em some lead."
"Let's go you bloodsucking sons of bitches!" Andy shouted out in challenge.
Nice Nachos...very nice...unfortunately...I'm going to have to leave Andy,Vegas and Colt hanging for the moment as I have to call it a night...but...never fear...I'll be doing the write up early...and...just becuase I'm a hell of a guy...
In the office of Bernard Katz.....
As Katz fingers flashed across the keyboard of his computer...a broad smile cracked his weathered features..." Found it.." he said with barely contained jubilation..." By god ..I've found it..."
....What Katz has found is going to greatly equalize the Hunters when they're dealing with Vampires from now on...
Dez took out two slices of bread put them in the toaster, before sitting down by the kitchen table. Rachel was also down there, already eating her toast with Strawberr jam. Richard was on the phone, as he had got an emergency call. Dez and Rachel knew nothing of what this was about, and so they waited eagerly in the kitchen for what the whole fuss was about.
After what seemed like hours, and Dez had already started to eat his toast, Richard came down the stairs slowly and delivered the news to them.
"Okay. Bad news, good news, whatever you think of it, here it is," he said slowly. "The Network called. They need us in Empire City. It seems there have been numerous sightings and confrontations concerning Wolves and Vamps. Were going there to serve as backup."
"Wait, what?! Empire City? You mean THE Empire City? Where I grew up? Where Rachel lost her sister?"
"Yes it seems so. Your returning home. An added bonus will be that we get to see ol' Pinky again."
Dez's face seemed to lighten up at this thought.
"Pinkerton? Oh yes. That's good. We'll get to see how the guy is getting on without us."
"Aw, shut up Dez. You left Empire City years ago now. I bet hes fine."
Dez chuckled, before noticing that Rachel hadn't spoken once in this entire conversation.
"What do you think Rachel?" he asked.
"What? Oh, I'm fine, just thinking about things," she answered, smiling.
"Okay, just tell me if anything's up."
"Sure."
"Well hate to interrupt things, loverbirds, but we have to leave this morning. Pack your stuff."
******
"Just for note this is the morning before all of this, so they should arrive around the present game time.
I Like that your tying your characters backstory to Pinkerton....however keep in mind...Pinkerton had never heard of Hunters until meeting Vegas and Colt,nor had he any knowledge of the "supernatural" before meeting them...
I'm fine with your characters knowing/being friends with Pinkerton...but keep it in a "normal" capacity...IE Pinkerton Knew your characters Family through some "regular" investigation.
Danny hung up the Phone....it was set...soon Andy would be permently dealt with.....
"Let's go you bloodsucking sons of bitches!" Andy shouted out in challenge.....His voice booming in the confines of the warehouse...a rustle in the upper rafters drawing his attention...his grip tightened on his weapon..." Stay close.." he said to Vegas and Colt..." They're on the move.."
In his mist like form...Jimmy hung near the top of the warehouse...his two fellows,far two young to posses the power..crept through the shadows...closing the distance between themselves and the Hunters..Using his dark gifts...Jimmy reached out with his mind...attempting to disorientate the Hunters..he recoiled quickly...two of them wore amulets protecting them...he refocused..directing his mental powers at the eldest Hunter...
Colt began to tremble...his eyes taking on a glassy look...in the dim light..Vegas noticed something very wrong with her beloved mentor..." Colt!!...what's wrong..?!" she yelled..."Colt!!!"
The old Hunter gasp..his voice barely a whisper..." Got...me...my...mind..."..he gestured towards the warhouse ceiling .." Can't...make...it ...stop...STOP!...STOP!!!!".
In an instant...Colt was turning...his pistol rising against his will...the sights coming to rest on Vegas...the girl he'd been a Father to for so many years...
As Andy turned...caught completely by surprise by Colts actions...two Vampires appeared nearby...emergeing from the shadows...their Fangs bared ...they moved in for the kill...
Well...Danny's trap is sprung...and it certianly appears our Hunters are in a very bad spot...
Now...I used a PM from Catos to set up the situation so far...so Nachos and Silly...send me your actions...Catos...if you need to send me any further actions do so...I'll be doing the Combat resolution when I have the chance...
I've not heard anything from JP....so I may be taking over his Character soon as well...
Might be of interest to you ghosty...as I don't know that Ludous..( That was his name right?...I'll have to check..) will be much of a "joiner" concerning Amanda's "pack"...
Scarlett lent back and stared up at the night sky, her veins filled with the blood of an eager victim. Stroking the back of Molly's neck, she ignored the mortals murmur of satisfaction and pondered the situation she found herself in.
The call had not gone as well as she had hoped, it was obvious Pontius was up to something. She wasn't as old as he, but she sensed something on the air and it troubled her greatly.
Whatever it was, it was something she didn't have time to worry about yet. She needed to find out more about the looming shadow on her horizon. Only one thing stood out in her mind, something Walt had told her in Vegas.
She closed her eyes for a moment and saw herself walking into the Copa Room at the Sands Hotel, it was probably late in 1987 when rumours of Victoria being in the US reached Scarlett.
She saw Walt sitting at the bar, he was often here, he'd be thinking back to days gone by, when mortals such as Bennett, Sinatra, Martin and Sammy Davis Jr graced the stage.
She sat down next to him and he smiled back at her, offering her a drink, even though they both knew neither would touch it.
'Did you find out anything?' she asked softly. The beat of some electric band pulsating across the room.
Walt looked toward her and nodded a mild frown on his forehead, raising a cigar to his lips and took a smoke before exhaling across the bar.
'You got spirit kid, I see them come up and down this strip every night and none are as calm and collected as you are when they know the hounds are loose.'
Scarlett stared at the drink, it was almost tempting to take a sip, but in the past she had learned that led to discomfort.
'She's more of a memory now Walt, but I need to know.'
He nodded, and lent a little closer.
'Well it ain't the best news, she ain't no ordinary Vamp. I had a favour, I asked lucius what he knows. Funnily enough, he knew quite alot for a guy who never leaves his basement.'
Scarlett looked at Walt, Lucius was not blessed with the looks of many other Vampires, twisted and deformed he had spent most of his days under the City. He was old though, his blood went back to Roman times.
'So what did he say?'
'Victoria isn't her name, but no one he knows, knows what her real name is, he reckons she changed it about seventh century, but she is old. Really fething old, Sodom and Gomorrah old. He reckons she came from Egypt at some point, has ties to an old world god called Set, means nothing to me though. He also told me to stay clear of her and leave you to the crows. Punk thinks he knows me, but I don't abandon my friends.'
She smiled at him.
'Thank you Walt.'
'Hey I always told you, you remind me of my neice, she was a good kid. Plus after that Incident at the Stardust in Seventy-seven, I owe you, probably still.' he chuckled.
'Vaelsari.' she added with a grin.
'Long may his rotting corpse stink in the bowls of hell!' added Walt with a raise of his glass. She followed suit and lent into him and clinked his glass with hers.
'I might have to leave Walt.'
He paused, and took another puff from the cigar, then put the glass down with a rueful sigh.
'Yeah I guessed as much, she wants you bad kid, I'm not fully aware of everything, I ain't gonna ask, but that mark she gave you means something big, I'm sure of it.
Scarlett opened her eyes looking back up at the stars above Empire City, and cautiously she pulled at her top, revealling the snake like mark just above the left breast. She had tried to ignore it for so long, as if it had meant nothing, but it was becoming clear there was much more to that mark than she had first feared.
If the info Lucius had given Walt was right, she needed to try and find out more about this being, Set. It might be her only chance. Carefully removing herself from under Molly sleeping frame, she walked out of the Starbox and back towards her office. There was someone who might be able to help her in this city after all.
"Of course I did. We can't particularly help without any weapons, can we?"
"That's what I was thinking. Anyway, shall I just go and take the motorbike, and follow you? Rachel can also go with you."
"Sure. I don't see why not. Moving on, it is worse than I thought in the City. Seargent Ellis, Detective Collins, allong with many other officers, are dead," Richard said sadly.
"Dead? Ellis is dead? Jesus Christ..."
"I know. We have got to get there as soon as possible. Who knows what is happening there right now?"
"Agreed, I'll go get Rachel."
*********
"Get your earpiece in, so we can talk on the way," Richard ordered Dez.
"Sure," he replied, putting it in while getting on the motorbike, and getting ready to leave, making sure his pistol was neatly tucked in his leather jacket pocket.
"Once we get there, we are to meet up with a guy called Andy, with two others called Vegas and Colt. They all have a good record.
"Great. As good as ours?" Dez asked eagerly.
"I'd say. If not, better. But then again, they do have the events with the recent developments under thier belt.
"True, true. Anyway, I think we should be going. Rachel okay?"
[Cheers FITZZ, I'm really enjoying it, nice to be able to think over a game response. Like I said not done a RP like this before, so thanks for having me along.
Oh and I will be getting Aphasia pics up later, no ability to scan them here at work.]
The I agree with nick line was mentoined after the cons and libs made a coalition, but in Maerica you dont have that problem only having two political parties.......
Any now Nick is David Camerons personnal butler .... anyhoo
BIC:
Pontius sped away in thevan after dumpnig Pinkerton's unconscious body at the designated DZ.
We'll have to get rid of this van now, people in public have seen it and the police can trace it. Really, I've come to love the place where i first embraced a mortal
Still Pontius should be happy with our efforts to tip the balance in our favour, that being the Kindred Society as a whole. ANd now I have a trick to show you once we are back in the sewers, I personally don't like it as I find it idisconcerting but it is very useful should you're mortal body come into true danger. It allows you to transform yourself into the gaseous state. this can allow you to inhabit a new body if needs be. Pontius is a master of the art which is endorsement enough, later i should introduce you to the members of the Ordo Dracul
OOC:Actually we have three parties, Democrat, Independent, and Republican.
We've had more before, like the Bull-Moose and Green party. They mostly suck votes away from the Democratic or Republican candidates though.
IC:
Time seemed to slow down for Andy as he took in the situation. Colt was going nuts, Vegas was his target, and two or more vamps were closing in on him. Adrenaline pumped through his veins as he prepared to deal with everything going on.
The lack of lighting made it nearly impossible to see what was going on, moonlight filtered in through the skylights giving the hunters some light. The lights from their guns acted like beacons, giving away their position.
Andy smiled as the chaos of the situation became bearable.
OOC: Just wanted to do a reaction to the first part of the event.
David Flint hated his job. For years he had patrolled a long disused dirt path that ran through the forest. Why station a park ranger in area where no one ever whent? It was pointless and mind-numbingly dull. No one ever used the path, so it seemed pointless for David to keep an eye on it. What was supposed to happen? Was fething Big Foot going to take a merry stroll through here at night? He rubbed his face, trying to dispel the sleep from his eyes, to no avail. Then something caught his eye, a point of bright light making it's way up the path... Pulling out his binoculars, he looked down the ridge at the source of the light. When he did, he blearily rubbed his eyes before looking again. What appeared to be a man in a suit of black armor sporting a horrid draconic helmet was making his way up the path, a pair of wings made of flame leapt from his back, illuminating the night. The figure stopped mid-stride, and looked directly at the park ranger, who felt his bowels give way. He dropped the binoculars and tried to hide behind his desk, whimpering as he did so. After several minutes had passed, he breathed a sigh of relief, content that he was simply imagining things. Lifting himself to his feet, he glanced out the window. Nothing. Just like he thought. Chiding himself for his foolishness, he settled into his easy chair. His content turned to panic as his door flew off it's hinges, and the awful specter he had seen on the road entered, it's wings extinguished. David was frozen with fear, tears streaming freely down his face as the apparition approached, drawing a gleaming rune-stamped, black blade. Pleading for his life, the park ranger pressed himself back against his seat in terror. Raising the blade high in the air, the figure plunged the dark sword down into the ranger's open mouth, splitting it at the seams and spilling blood onto the chair. The blade continued on it's course, emerging from the bottom of the chair with a screech. Drawing the blade from it's prey, the creature left the house. As it neared the beginning of the path, it turned around, igniting it's wings into terrible brilliance. The house burst into unholy flame, reducing it to a pile of ash in a few short minutes. Azazel stalked off into the night, towards Empire City...
halonachos wrote:OOC:Actually we have three parties, Democrat, Independent, and Republican.
We've had more before, like the Bull-Moose and Green party. They mostly suck votes away from the Democratic or Republican candidates though.
There's always a green party... not that they win many votes, and independents aren't really a party but fair enough, how amny senators currently are independent, just one of my many musings not that it makes much diference
halonachos wrote:OOC:Actually we have three parties, Democrat, Independent, and Republican.
We've had more before, like the Bull-Moose and Green party. They mostly suck votes away from the Democratic or Republican candidates though.
There's always a green party... not that they win many votes, and independents aren't really a party but fair enough, how amny senators currently are independent, just one of my many musings not that it makes much diference
Two or three are independent I think, but the Republican party used to be an independent third party when a young upstart by the name of Lincoln was elected. That's why try not to elect third party candidates to lead, they cause civil wars.
halonachos wrote:That certainly was mean mordo, I'll have to see if I can top it when the event is over.
Well, I doubt you'll make it through the event. Good luck seeking vengeance as a corpse.
Oh you know damn well that Andy would come back as a corpse and kill everything, just like zombie Carlos.
I remain vaguely optimistic that Andy will survive this thing, I told Fitzz that Andy would push Vegas in the way in order to save himself. Now as to Colt and Vegas surviving... I also told Fitzz that Andy would shoot both of them and run away...
In all seriousness though, we have a 3vs3 with Colt going crazy and Jimmy controlling Colt so its 2vs2. One has a shotgun the other has a submachine gun, the two vamps have their hands. I remain optimistic.
halonachos wrote:That certainly was mean mordo, I'll have to see if I can top it when the event is over.
Well, I doubt you'll make it through the event. Good luck seeking vengeance as a corpse.
Oh you know damn well that Andy would come back as a corpse and kill everything, just like zombie Carlos.
I remain vaguely optimistic that Andy will survive this thing, I told Fitzz that Andy would push Vegas in the way in order to save himself. Now as to Colt and Vegas surviving... I also told Fitzz that Andy would shoot both of them and run away...
In all seriousness though, we have a 3vs3 with Colt going crazy and Jimmy controlling Colt so its 2vs2. One has a shotgun the other has a submachine gun, the two vamps have their hands. I remain optimistic.
It's also dark. And a vampire will beat a hunter in close combat every time.
...Andy realized what was happening to Colt,somewhere in the rafters of the warehouse ,an Ancient was controlling the older Hunter...Andy had to act fast...Pulling the pin from his Flashbang grenade,Andy tossed it high into the air where it detonated with a blinding light...
The illumination...brighter than a dozen suns ..flared mere feet in front of Jimmy...pain ripping through his head as he was momentarily blinded...enraged ..he pushed on last order towards the Hunter before the link was broken..." Shoot!"
With a trembleing hand,Colt squeezed the trigger of his pistol...Vegas screamed as a 9MM round ripped through her shoulder slamming her into a pile of crates...shatering them along the floor...
with a muffled sigh...Colt colapsed to his knees....
" Jesus...we got to get out of her..!!" Andy thought as the two other Vampires rushed from the shadows and split up...the male rushing for Vegas...the female charging straight for Andy...
Vegas shrieked as the Vampire pulled her from the floor...his clawed hands digging into her arms sending a wave of agony through her body...his head tilted and a smile parted his lips revealing his fangs...he lunged forward..
Andy twisted at the last second as the female vampire reached out for him,snatching a leagth of broken wood from the dirty floor and thrusting it into the creatures heart..
The Vampire holding Vegas turned and screamed..." Ramona!!!!"...as Andy used his blade to slice the head from the impaled vampire...kicking her headless body gushing to the floor.
A shriek of rage filled the warehouse as Jimmy decended from the rafters...he shook his head attempting to clear his vision as he stormed towards the Hunters..." For this you will suffer!!!" he bellowed barring his fangs...
Vegas felt her head swim and bit deep into her lip to keep from blacking out..."think girl think!!" she coaxed herself...fighting to figure her next move...her pistol was gone...dropped when the bullet struck her...her hand dropped to her belt...drawing her knife she roared and plunged it into the throat of the vampire that held her in his cruel grip...with a gurgled scream...the creature flung her back against the wall...clawing at the blade prodtroding from it's throat...
Jimmy glared at Vegas...his eyes filled with murderous light..." I will bleed you dry..." he stepped forward..as Colt leapt onto his back...
Andy rushed to Vegas side pulling her up from the floor..." C'mon..C'mon!!!"...
Vegas pushed weakly at his chest..." Colt!!!.."she screamed...
Jimmy looked at Vegas and smiled lifting Colt high over his head...
"NO!!!" Vegas screamed....as Andy pulled her towards the door...
With a high pealing Laugh...Jimmy snapped Colts back as though it were a twig and tossed the man towards the fleeing Hunters...Colt's head shattering as it impacted with the cold concrette floor...
" Colt!!!...NO!!!" Vegas wailed tears flowing down her face...
" He's Dead...Vegas he's dead...C'mon!!" Andy yelled...firing his weapon at Jimmy and dragging the sobbing woman out the warehouse door..
Jimmy roared laughter as the bullets passed through his body with no effect...he lifted Joshua from the ground and yanked the blade from his throat tossing it aside..." You will heal.." he said staring at the other Vampire..
Outside Andy shoved Vegas into the truck then dove behind the wheel...he gunned the engine and roared away from the warehouse tearing through the city streets...
" Set up...God damnit..we were set up!!" Andy bellowed smashing his fist against the wheel..
Next to him,Vegas sobbed softly...the pain of Colt's Death tearing through her...
Well that's that....
Andy now knows they were set up...and will figure out it had to be Danny who did it...
And of course Jimmy will be seeking vengance for Ramona...
Bernard Katz sat staring out into the night sky from his office....he anxiously awaited the call from his assistants ...a call that would inform him the object he'd just spent a fortune on had been aquired.
As the minutes ticked by...Katz reflected on what he'd come to discover...in the hands of the Holy Order of Hunters ...he prayed...it would mean the end of the Vampiric parisites infesting Empire City...
...The phone rang and Katz hurried to answer...
All was well...the artifact was secured and safely on route to the Network....from there...it would be delivered to Colt in Empire City..
Katz thanked his associates and hung up...sitting down at his desk he poured himself a drink and lay his head in his hands...praying quietly for the Hunters in Empire city.
Andy glared out of the windshield at the road before him, the lights of the city blurred together as Vegas sobbed in the back of the truck. Andy's mind raced with what he was going to do, he had come out unharmed, Colt was dead, and Vegas had her arm all clawed up. The fates were smiling upon him while they doomed those who surrounded him. He fething hated it.
He survived the car crash that claimed his parents, he survived the werewolf encounter, he survived this ambush, he survived the final strike in Morrison City. How this kept happening was beyond him, he surely wasn't chosen for anything special. He decided it was best to clear his mind of those thoughts.
"You did good Vegas." Andy tried to say politely, his voice tense from anger.
"He...he, he's dead." Vegas sobbed, "All my fault." she let out before breaking into tears once more.
"Wasn't your fault," Andy sighed, "it was mine. I should've made sure we were prepared, I should've said that we should just torch the place. I'll make it alright though, and so will you."
"H-how?" Vegas weeped into the seat.
"Danny set us up," Andy rolled his neck, several popping noises interrupted him, "we'll deal with Danny. Once he's gone I'll take over the hunters here and we'll rain so much fething hell on those fething vamps that they'll beg to be human just so they can fething die."
"He's dead though," Vegas began before the emotions she was trying to hold back surged forth again.
"He's not one of them though," Andy tried to think of something to calm her down, "he would've wanted that, to die human you know."
"You didn't know him!" Vegas cried out.
"If he was as good as a hunter that they reported him to be he would've wanted exactly that." Andy reassured Vegas, "He was a good man, killed a lot of vamps and wolves on his own. But hunters don..." Andy cut himself off.
"Hunters don't what?" Vegas asked, her crying had let up some.
"Hunters don't," Andy let out a breath as he thought about whether or not he should say it, "hunters don't live long."
"Is that supposed to make me feel better?" Vegas was partially angry with Andy.
"Not better, but prouder." Andy tried to correct what he had said, "For a hunter he was really old, the fact that he did live so long shows that he was an ultimate badass. We fight things that shouldn't die, and we kill them. Colt had killed more than his fair share of those donkey-caves, that should make you proud to have known him and happy that he didn't become one of them."
Vegas looked out of the window as they exited the city, the suburbs were quiet around them. The smell of smoke entered the truck as Andy slowed down a bit, a burnt out shell of a large house came into view.
"See that?" Andy pointed towards it.
Vegas lifted her head slowly and looked at it, "Yeah."
"That used to belong to Pontius," Andy smiled, "the big bad ass who thinks he runs this city."
"That was one of your targets?" Vegas asked.
"Yep." Andy looked at Vegas in the backseat, "Vegas, I promise you that when we get to Pontius we're going to do to him what I did to that house."
"Set him on fire?" Vegas asked.
"More than that." Andy began to drive towards the farm, "We'll flay him open and gut him out. As we show him his innards we'll pour gasoline on his insides and set them on fire. As he watches his intestines burn he'll cry for mercy and I'll take a bat and bash his teeth out. Then to finish him off we'll tie him to the back of this truck and drag him around until the sun comes up."
"You promise?" Vegas asked, her crying seemed to be stopping.
"My name is Andy Bruss," Andy said softly, "and I always keep my promises."
The farm came into view and Andy turned down the private road, "But first, I have to take care of a traitor." Andy said as murderous conviction filled his eyes and his smile.
...........................
Andy walked into the house, Vegas clutching her bleeding arm. A few hunters were there to greet them along with Danny. The hunters looked at Vegas before taking her to the infirmary that was set up in the house. Danny and Andy looked at each other as Andy shook his head.
"Where's Colt?" Danny asked surprised.
"We were ambushed." Andy said while resting against the counter, "They used some kind of mind control and got to Colt."
"Sounds like you need a drink boy-o." Danny went over to the freezer to get some icecubes.
A loud bang and the smell of gunpowder filled the kitchen as Danny collapsed on the ground. He began to bleed onto the white tiles of the floor.
Andy walked over to him and looked at the man lying on the ground, the wound poured dark blood out of the man's side. Andy dragged him towards the incinerator room, a bloody streak trailed behind him as some of the other hunters came in to find out what had happened. They saw the door to the incinerator slam shut and heard groans and thumps as Danny was dragged down the stairs. On the last step, Andy tossed Danny to the ground, Danny moaned as pain surged through his body.
"Why did you do it Danny?" Andy paced around the man, "Why did you fething send us into a trap?"
"What are you talking about?" Danny tried to keep the lie alive.
"I'm talking about finding Hawthorne's ring in the incinerator," Andy kicked Danny in the chest, "the Hawthorne that Pontius wanted dead. The Hawthorne that was helping us. Then you send us to a place where they were waiting for us. I was burning Pontius's gak at the time and you send me into an ambush? Seems suspicious you bastard!" Andy fired another shot into the wall and inserted the hot muzzle into the wound. Danny screamed as his insides were branded with the barrel.
"He said he wouldn't come after us." Danny screamed out, "He said he would only go after the bums!"
"You made a deal with that prick!" Andy said enraged.
"You've made deals with them before." Danny argued back.
"I never promised a vamp a feeding source." Andy said as he straddled Danny. "I never gave up another human," Andy landed a punch against Danny's jaw, "I never sentenced another hunter to death," another punch sounded in the room, "I never got anybody killed with a deal!" a final punch broke the skin below Danny's eye and seeped blood.
"He, he, said he could bring Kara back." Danny tried desperately to reason with Andy, "He said he could bring her back."
"As a fething bloodsucker?" Andy shouted in the man's face, "You're so damn greedy that you would sacrifice thousands of people to bring her back as a vamp? Would she enjoy that Danny? Do you think she would enjoy never seeing the sunlight and feeding on the people she used to protect?"
Andy expected an answer from the man, but onyl received sobbing. Andy grabbed the man by the collar and lifted him up, "You don't get to fething cry." Andy said slowly in disgust and slammed him back to the floor.
"He promised..." Danny was cut off as Andy's hands wrapped around the man's throat. Danny tried to push them off before reaching for Andy's face. His fingers pulled on Andy's chin as the two locked eyes, Danny could see the hate filling the young man's features. Beads of sweat formed on Andy's brow as his grip grew tighter and tighter. Eventually Danny's attempts to stop Andy grew feebler and feebler until the man's arms dropped to the floor. Andy kept his grip on Danny's throat for a few seconds afterwards before a creak on the staircase grabbed his attention.
Andy's view snapped to the staircase and saw a hunter in overalls standing there, his mouth agape.
"You know why I did this?" Andy asked, his hands still around Danny's throat. The other hunter nodded, "He was a traitor, I just can't believe Danny...of all people..." he said in disbelief.
"Tell the network that Danny was a traitor, he's been dealt with, and that I'm taking charge of the city's hunters." Andy finally released his grip and wiped his forehead with his arm.
"Who are you exactly?" the hunter asked, not questioning the transfer of power.
"Tell them my name's Andy Bruss and I run Empire City." Andy looked at the man as he dialed the network.
Danny was burned unceremoniously, his ashes were tossed in the toilet and flushed. He wouldn't be remembered by the network, Kara's body was also finally burned and placed into an urn engraved with her name and placed along with a picture in the cellar under the farmhouse. Andy went to his room and sat down on his bed, in two days he had seen two hunters die, killed two vampires, killed a werewolf, killed a traitor, and had assumed control over the area.
"Dad would almost be proud." he thought as he laid down for some rest.
"Okay Dez, were real close now. We are to meet up with the other Hunters in a farm outside of the city. Once there- oh gak."
"Uncle, what is it?"
"Oh crap. The others have just been in a fight with a few Vampires. One f the vamps got killed, but one of our guys, and old guy called Colt, is dead, and another called Vegas is wounded, bad."
"gak. When was that? Just now?"
"Sure as hell it is. Now we have got one less Hunter with us."
Richard could hear a loud sigh on the othger end, before Dez spoke again.
"Okay. Well that's just gak. Vamps are proving to be a real fething problem are'nt they?"
"They sure are. We'll have to talk about it when we arrive," Rich replied camly.
*********
"Okay, Uncle. I think we're here," Dez said as they came upon a small farm. It was night time now, and all was dark.
"I know," Rich replied. "Let's park outside and then go in and talk to them."
"Cool."
When he entered the farm, Dez slowed down on his motorbike, before grinding to a halt, and getting off.
"Ooooh my legs feel tired," Dez said with a grin when he started to walk.
"Oh grow up, be a man," Rich said, laughing.
Rachel soon tiredly got out of Rich's car, giving a loud yawn before walking over to the door, where Dez was already standing.
"Had a sleep, did we?" he asked her.
"Yeah, it helped. You should give it a try," she chuckled.
"Nah, I get enough sleep, no need to worry about me now."
He pushed the door, and it opened with a small creaking sound.
"Well, well, they forgot to lock it," Rich said quietly.
"Dez walked through the door, and said loudly,
"Don't be alarmed. We are the Hunters the Network sent."
ghosty wrote:Hlaine, dear Hlaine. I hope I'm there when you get murdered, horribly.
Well it was your kinds job to kill him quick before we needed Pinky but you failed even when a guy fell to the disease right outside his room. The 'invincible' Colt was going to be a thron in all supernaturals sides, if anything he would of just been a icon or figurehead, instead he died in a side brawl with some vampires
Colt will still be revered as a hero to the Hunters...and I'm certian his death at the hands of the Vampires will serve as a catalyst for horrible acts of revenge perpetrated in his name.
Well I aint saying anything to compromise my position, but... Say just as you attacked Pontius, a certain werewolf pack led the assault, debilitating the vampires somewhat?
Of course, Andy would have to be....removed. He isn't good for the city.
ghosty wrote:Well I aint saying anything to compromise my position, but... Say just as you attacked Pontius, a certain werewolf pack led the assault, debilitating the vampires somewhat?
Of course, Andy would have to be....removed. He isn't good for the city.
Andy's good for the city, just bad for the parts owned by the vamps. To quote a song; "If you want to find hell with me, I can show you what it's like.".
ghosty wrote:Well I aint saying anything to compromise my position, but... Say just as you attacked Pontius, a certain werewolf pack led the assault, debilitating the vampires somewhat?
Of course, Andy would have to be....removed. He isn't good for the city.
Elysium and Ordo Dracul form on Pontius.
Congrats you're now faced by 100+Loyal Vampires who should/would die for the prince
Bring it ghosty, I have a whole army of hunters compared to your little old lonely self.
Andy stood on the roof of the farm, arms oustretched and yelled "COME AT ME BRO!" from the top of his lungs, a clear challenge to anything that could hear him...including the cast of the Jersey Shore.
Why is everyone so confrontational?! And what's with the whole armies of people amassing all of a sudden!
I feel, in order to keep up, Ryan and Holly should start clawing everyone around them, spread the curse a bit, make Empire city drown under a tide of ferals.
Ryans eyes opened slowly, the deep sleep he had been in taking time to wear off. The smell of blood and vomit reached his nostrils, and at once, he was alert, moving with one fluid motion to his feet. Holly had gone, but, there was no sign of a struggle. Hopefully she wasn't in trouble. Ryans primal instincts had kicked in once again. The urge to kill, feed and to find a mate pulsed through his body like blood through veins. But once again, he felt somehow attached to Holly, and, despite his grumbling stomach, he began to sniff the ground, trying to pick up her scent. Catching a waft of perfume in the air, Ryan began his pursuit.
Holly sat alone, staring at the bleak grey sky of a new day. Ever so briefly, the sun would break through the cloud line, and shine light down upon the Warehouse district, with it's patchwork of canal systems and open sewers. It was a dull place to live for the rest of her life, but Holly could see little alternatives. It was either this or taking her own life, and, and she knew she didn't have the guts to do that. No, Holly knew she was going to have to adapt, even if it meant eating the flesh of those she would have called kin only a few days ago.
Ghosty, just letting you know that if you're thinking about visiting the farm, there is at least one sniper watching to road to the farm and several other hunters patrolling the fields in pairs. There are also floodlights surrounding the farm to brighten the sky if necessary. Not to mention the actual farmers that live there.
...Just a quick word about the "massing armies"....most of this "gathering of forces" is for the sake of the narative....the vast majority of these "Npc armies" are going to all go out in fierce combat...leaving little more than red splotches where they once were...
In the end...no PC is safe behind a "meat shield"...or even a wall of meat shields....and each and every one of you should fully understand that ultimantley..your characters will face an end game.
[Aye, good chance Scarlett's will be by my own Main NPC's hand..
Sorry I've not posted since last night two staff left this week, and another out of the blue this morning without notice. So its been a 'interesting' 24hrs, yeah, interesting.
halonachos wrote:"going down in flames, well it aint so bad."
Bring it ghosty, I have a whole army of hunters compared to your little old lonely self.
Andy stood on the roof of the farm, arms oustretched and yelled "COME AT ME BRO!" from the top of his lungs, a clear challenge to anything that could hear him...including the cast of the Jersey Shore.
Jimmy called out to the voice of the one called Andy, he recognised his voice. He had been the one to kill Ramona, bastard. He would kill him for that. He called back to Andy,
"DONT WORRY! I'LL GET YOU WHEN YOU LEAST EXPECT IT, THATS WHAT YOU GET FOR KILLING RAMONA. I WILL CRUSH YOUR SOUL! AND I WILL KILL THE ONE CALLED VEGAS TOO. I'LL KILL ALL YOU HUNTERS!"
OOC: Jimmy might not be so much of a paciifist anymore, more like a being now hell bent on revenge. Stay tuned for the previous two minutes to the shouting.....
Andy's endgame will be Scrabble. As far as the armies go, I will do my best to not hide behind a shield of random hunters. Their numbers are limited after all, and I will put it at around 35 hunters max in the city including Shas, Silly, and my characters. There's about 8 at the farm at any given moment and at least 3 in The Werks. With others working around the city or in other small outposts.
halonachos wrote:"going down in flames, well it aint so bad."
Bring it ghosty, I have a whole army of hunters compared to your little old lonely self.
Andy stood on the roof of the farm, arms oustretched and yelled "COME AT ME BRO!" from the top of his lungs, a clear challenge to anything that could hear him...including the cast of the Jersey Shore.
Jimmy called out to the voice of the one called Andy, he recognised his voice. He had been the one to kill Ramona, bastard. He would kill him for that. He called back to Andy,
"DONT WORRY! I'LL GET YOU WHEN YOU LEAST EXPECT IT, THATS WHAT YOU GET FOR KILLING RAMONA. I WILL CRUSH YOUR SOUL! AND I WILL KILL THE ONE CALLED VEGAS TOO. I'LL KILL ALL YOU HUNTERS!"
OOC: Jimmy might not be so much of a paciifist anymore, more like a being now hell bent on revenge. Stay tuned for the previous two minutes to the shouting.....
Andy yelled back;" Na-na-na-na-boo-boo I'm better than you, Stick your head in doo-doo!"
halonachos wrote:Andy's endgame will be Scrabble. As far as the armies go, I will do my best to not hide behind a shield of random hunters. Their numbers are limited after all, and I will put it at around 35 hunters max in the city including Shas, Silly, and my characters. There's about 8 at the farm at any given moment and at least 3 in The Werks. With others working around the city or in other small outposts.
Of course, it really isn't up to me is it Fitzz.
It's not quite that many...
Andy and Sky...along with Kais three Characters...along with perhaps four more at the farm (two of which you and Silly may take as major NPCs...if you wish)...the other "bodies" at the Farm are "techs"...not Hunters.
Of course...the "Network" exist...and Katz is an affilate..sending "support" here and there...but for the most part...9 Hunters...that's about it...
As for Pontius "Fallen"...sure..they've been called...and will present some obstacles...but it's far from an "Impenatrable wall"...The Vampire PCs are still facing a great deal of potential dangers...character killing dangers.
And...obviously since ghosty is the last active Werewolf PC...I've had to take up the mantle of "controlling" the rest of the Wolf activity in the city...
IC: As Holly stared intospectively off into the distance, she became vaguely aware of someone walking towards her. She turned, expecting to see the hulking form of Ryan padding towards her on all fours, but instead, much to her initial shock, it was a man, oozing with self confidence and relaxation.
"Well hullo miss, have you lost your way?"
He was a homeless man, obviously. His clothes were old and tattered, and stank of the refuse that swirled past Holly in the Canal. His face resembled the shape of a crescent moon; his crooked chin jutting out far, only just more so than the mans nose. Holly was suddenly aware how naked she was. Silently, Holly vowed she would get several sets of clothes and hide them across the city so she would never be caught out again. The mans eyes inched across her body, taking everything in. And then, after pausing for dramatic effect, the man withdrew his weapon of choice from his trousers, six inches long and revolting to look upon.
Holly backed away in disgust, as the man advanced on her, his grin widening. "You should be careful walking around like that...you could attract all manner of... unsavoury characters..."
"Just a taste..." The Homeless, more assertive of the two suddenly leapt forwards, grabbing Holly by the arm, and pulled her close to him, chuckling incoherently. What happened next wasn't completely clear. The psychopath was aware he was holding his weapon in his hands one second, and the next, screaming incoherently, holding a bloodied stump. And then Holly was gone, running with the speed her curse brought her, putting huge distance between her and the bleeding hobo.
Turning blindly, the Rapist staggered, clutching at his ruined manhood, screaming. Sadly, such actions attract the wrong sort; a huge furred beast intercepted him before he could take another step, and took him apart at the waist.
Retracing her steps from the previous night, Holly found, still laying where she had taken them off, her discarded clothes. They were cold, and damp from the morning dew, but she put them on anyway, revelling in the feeling of being covered up. Then, rearranging her hair slightly, Holly walked out into the world of the public, acting like the hundreds of humans around her, desperately trying to 'fit in.' She passed a newspaper stand, and, casually glancing at the headlines, she could not help but surpress a small smile from spreading across her otherwise troubled features.
...Amanda sat quietly smiling,enjoying the antics of her new pack....like pups discovering their tales...her "children" seemed enthraled by their new "gifts"...Carlos and Davin...although at first somewhat shaken...now rough housed happily..bearing their fangs and jabbing playfully at one another with their claws..."Boys will be boys.." Amanda thought to herself...
Star and Candi as well seemed to be enjoying themselves...the "gift of the wolf" seeming to have enhanced both of their already lusty personalities...the two cuddled and nuzzled playfully.
Finally..Amanda rose from her seat...speaking softly to her pack..." We've much work to do before the Time of the Moon.." she said..." Our numbers are strong...but the pack must grow if we are to rid our feeding grounds of the leech Pontius and his ticks.."
Candi looked up at Amanda...as Star gently nipped at her neck..." Should we seek the pair Musatei had observed ?...The Huge wolf and the Blue haired girl..?"
Amanda paused ...thinking..." Perhaps...in time they will seek us..." she smiled at her family..." For the moment...I've another in mind...a very old and powerful wolf...I sensed his presence recently...and belive we should visit him first."
Carlos turned to Amanda shoving Davin away..." An old wolf?...what good is an old wolf?"
Amanda shook her head..." an ancient...cunning and ruthless beyond your understanding..."
Carlos looked confused for a moment..but nodded.
" Come ...we go to find him...the one called..Lukos" Said Amanda as she pulled on her dress...
Her pack quickly followed suit..dressing and following her out into the streets.
Miranda Cortez drove slowly through the outskirts of Empire City...occasionaly punching up information on her in dash computer...word had come down from the very heads of the Holy Order of Hunters for her to deliver a package to The Empire City Network and she'd been traveling for hours.
Cortez was a Veteran Hunter...even at the age of twenty seven,she'd started killing Wolves in her small viilage in Mexico at the tender age of twelve,when her family had been savaged by the beast...and since then taken under the wing of the heads of the order...trained in the arts of disposing of the vile filth that stalked the night....she was a master...feared by that which caused fear in others.
She glanced at the iluminated screen...the supposed leader of the Empire City chapter had gone rouge...turned Judas and betrayed his brethren to the Vampire Pontius...an arrogent little blood sucker whom the Order had delt with before...
Cortez had encounterd Danny once before...and thought him an idiot...how he'd risen to a posistion of authority was a mystery to her.
She clicked a recently recieved message...A young Hunter named Andy Bruss had killed Danny...and assumed command of the Cell of Hunters located near Empire city..." Bruss..?." Cortez thought..." Seems I recall an Andy Bruss..cocky bastard If I remember right."...she read further...seeing that two Hunters...Kara Viselle and James " Colt" Watson had also died...Cortez shook her head...she'd known Colt well...his death was a great loss to the Order.
Cortez continued to scan the report...glancing up at the road occasionaly...Richard Blue and his nephew Dez and Rachel Blackwell had been dispatched to assist the Empire Cell as well...she nodded...Richard was a seasoned Hunter..
Turning onto a back road leading to the "Farm"...Cortez armed the explosives concealed inside her vehicle...enough thermobaric explosive to flash fry anything that attempt to prevent her from reaching her destination.
The package ..secured in a fixed steel safe in the rear of her SUV would be delivered.
...And...perhaps...she thought...she would stick around...the chance to send some night trash to hell was something she rarely passed up.
Andy woke up to someone telling him that there were visitors. His eyes began to focus on the figure in the doorway and he mumbled something about being down there in a second. He felt unreal, he actually felt rested despite the fact that he had been sleeping for an hour or so at most. It might of had something to do with the adrenaline rush he got from the warehouse incident. Either way he felt good all things considered.
He walked down the stairs to the now clean, but bleach smelling kitchen to greet the new arrivals.
"You guys thought the door was unlocked huh?" Andy asked.
"Yeah, we were wondering why seeing everything that's been going on." Richard replied while shaking Andy's outstretched hand.
"You know we have a sniper looking over the road you guys were driving on right?" Andy smiled as he continued to shake their hands, "Anywho, name's Andy. Current commander of this chapter of hunters."
"We thought a guy named Danny was in charge around here." Richard asked as he set some bags on the counter.
"Danny was a traitor." Andy sighed, "Had to get rid of him."
"Shame," Richard continued to talk to Andy, "were can we set our stuff?"
"Rooms are upstairs," Andy remembered the spiel he got from Kara the first timehe arrived, "boys on the left, girls on the right. Bathroom is down the halls,those are also sex separated."
Andy watched as the trio began to head upstairs to get settled.
"Stay out of the second room on the left, that's my room." Andy called after them. After a few seconds he looked at the other hunter, "where's Danny's office, I have to see what he was up to before he wound up dead.".
Edit:
As Andy turned on the lights for the office he sees that Danny was at least a clean and orderly person. His oak desk was organized, the drawers were locked but keys removed from Danny's pocket opened them up with no issue. The first few drawers Andy opens are filled with supplies; pens, pencils, erasers, pencil sharpener, staples, etc. The last drawer he opens holds a 9mm. Andy is happy with his find, to him its always good to have a spare weapon laying around. Andy had a tech crack the password on Danny's computer and began searching through it, details over shipments of ammo and weapons and the transfer of hunters between outposts and cities. Not really the big things he was looking for, but necessary things to know. Andy pulled down some paperwork and began to sort it all out.
Vegas grabbed the bottle out of the doctors hand. She doubted if the little man really was a doctor but it didn’t matter. Her wound was closed that was all she needed. She took a big gulp from the bottle, the alcohol burned through her throat. She pushed the doctor back as he tried to help her up. She didn’t need help. She stumbled out the room grabbing a shirt to cover her naked upper body. She glanced at two new arrivals dumping there stuff in their bunks. They both looked up. “What you looking at?” She sneered. The new guys quickly turned around. “That’s what I thought.” She muttered and pulled the shirt over her shoulders. She took another sip as she stumbled downstairs. The new arrivals staring at her. “What was that?” Dez asked Richard. But another voice interrupted. “She lost her mentor today.” Dez looked up and saw Andy standing his hands filled with documents. Dez didn’t knew what to say but it didn’t stop Richard. “Who died?” “Colt.” Andy simply said. “What? The Colt?” Andy nodded. “Well I be damned.” Richard said as he stoke through his hair.
Vegas sat outside the wheat creating a little fortress around her body. Almost as mother earth wanted to protect her. “Why didn’t you protect Colt” She yelled infuriated by the earth. She threw the empty bottle at a nearby tree. The glass shattered at impact. She ran to the tree pounding it at every moment. “Why?” She screamed at the careless tree. She dropped to the ground observing her bleeding knuckles. “Why?” she whispered. Water breached the dams.
Cortez wheeled her SUV into the farms dooryard and killed the engine,her eyes narrowing searching for any signs of ambush...she saw only a young woman,pounding her fist against a crooked tree....she peered closely,recognizing the woman as Colt's ward..."Vegas"...Cortez sighed...she understood the young womans frustrations at the loss of Colt...but hoped she'd pull herself together..." Easy enough to join him if we are not careful.." Cortes whispered to herself.
Satisfied the area was secure,Cortez exited her vehicle...moving to the rear,her hand never leaving the blade at her side...she opened the concealed safe and retrived a large metal box from with in.
Cortez then turned and made her way to the large main house,sparing a glance at the surrounding area,...open field stretched out in every direction..." Good" She thought...no place for those night maggots to hide...she glanced up towards the rooftop..seeing the barrel of a riffle protruding over the edge..." I suppose the think that's security.." Cortez sighed to herself..." They have much to learn..."...she climbed the small flight of steps to the homes front door and rang the bell...
The door opened,slightly and the face of an aged man peeked out..." Yes?" he asked..
" Andy Bruss.." Cortez said..." inform him that he has a visitor...I am Miranda Cortez...sent from the most Holy Order Of Hunters High Office..."
The man paused...obviously stunned..." Your from the Network Command?"...he stammered.
" I am.." Cortez said...growing impatient..." Now...if you please...Andy Bruss...I require his presence.."
The man opened the door...obviously not a Hunter...merely one of the many Techs in their employ...his coveralls smeared with oil and grease...a mechanic Cortez deduced.
" Have a seat here..." the man said gesturing towards a large table in the front room..." I'll go get Andy.." the man rushed down the hallway.
Cortez seated herself,placing the box on the table and opening it... with reverance she looked upon the contents...two bladed weapons...each ornamently carved with ancient hyroglyphics..one a large curved sword...the other a foot and a half long dagger...almost a sword in itself..Cortez closed her eyes...she could sense the powers contained in these most Holy weapons wash over her...she prayed that their discovery had not occured to late to save this city.
The weapons Cortez has delivered are " The Wrath of Ra" (the sword) and " The Vengence of Osiris.." (Dagger)....they were original made in Egypt in 200 BC and were used by the first Hunters against an Order of Vampires who'd risen there.
They are extremly powerful weapons...so much so that even their presence fills vampires with pain and fear.
EDIT:....BTW...Game Time is now 6:00 AM...
Also...could someone (Vamp PC) please do some sort of RP concerning poor Pinky..
Sean...or the thing that at one time had been Sean...ran through a thick wooded area...familar yet strange to his fevered brain...pain coursed through his body as the early morning rays of the sun touched his flesh from betond the canopy of trees above and the creature shrieked as his skin began to blister and bubble.
" Home..." Again the word meant nothing ...the creatures mind struggled to understand...through the blinding agony and confusion tearing through it's form...
"Home...Home...HOME!!!"...the creature stood in a well manicured back lawn...a structure of brick and wood before him..." Home.."..Sean kicked the rear door of the structure and entered it's blessed shadows...the pain in his seared flesh unimaginable...
Falling to his knees and wailing..a conection was made in the creatures anguished mind...this was his home...his home..."Ryan.." the creature whispered...the name ...just out of reach...Sean struggled ...to make sense of it...another connection..." My BROTHER!!!"....
A wail from the creatures soul..." What have you done to me!!!"...The creature lurched through the house...searching...for what it did not know..." What did you do to me!!!"...
Sean wept...tears of blood...unaware he did so...exsausted he climbed into a small linen closet and curled into a ball...
" Ryan..." He wispered as his thoughts faded and he fell into an unnatural sleep..." What did you do to me?"
....As the early morning sun rose over Empire City,miles away a large black 700 series BMW pulled up in front of a delapidated old home..
Amanda and her Pack climbed from the interior of the big luxary car and stretched...
" Are you sure the guy your looking for is here?" Carlos asked looking around..." Place looks deserted..."
Amanda turned quickly on him...opening shallow cuts across his face...and bearing her fangs..." Use your gifts...stop acting like a...human...don't look...sense.."
Carlos backed away..wiping the blood from his face...he glared at Amanda...but breathed in deeply..." I...I do...smell ...something.."
Amanda nodded..." He is here...Lukos..the Devil"...she smilled.
An old man dressed in ragged pants and a tie dyed shirt appeared on the porch...a shotgun held tightly in his grip..." What do you folks want?"..the Hippy said
Amanda glanced at the man and laughed..." Jerry Garcia didn't approve of guns old man.." she giggled..." You should put that thing away.."
The old hippy wracked the slide on the weapon..." I'll put you away if ya don't get back in your car and get of my land..." he said.
" Do your best...Dead Head" Amanda said stepping forward...her eyes blazing...
The Hippy raised the gun...pointing it towards the woman's chest..." I mean it!!.." he yelled.." Last chance!!"...
...A hand reached out and grabbed the barrel...moving it away from Amanda...
Lukos stood next to the hippy...staring coldly at the woman..." Murry...go inside...I shall attend to these...people.."
Old Murry turned to his master..muttered and walked inside...
" What do you want Amanda?" Lukos asked leaning on a rotted support beam on the porch.
" Why Lukos...aren't you pleased to see me...it's been years...1967 if I recall...Berkly.." Amanda laughed " I see your still keeping company with hippies..."
" It's not been long enough..and my company is my own affairs.." Lukos said irretated.." Now...what do you want?"
" Pontius...the leech...I want your help in ridding our teritory of him and his kind" Amanda said..." Surely you know he's here...Surely you know he wishes to destroy us..."
" I am fully aware of his presence...and his actions.." Lukos said reflectively...
"..And you approve!?" Amanda said...anger now rising in her tone
" Pontius does not require my approval for his actions..." Lukos laughed
" ...And you will not fight?" Asked Amanda...clearly enraged.
" I will fight...my desire to see Pontius torn limb from limb far outwieghs your own.." Lukos said..." But...I will not be foolish enough to simply throw myself at him with only a handful of pups behind me.."
Amanda paused..." What is it you suggest then..?"
Lukos smiled " I suggest you and your...pack..come inside...we shall discuss our options...and how best to be rid of Pontius.."
[Will be able to get back into the swing of things tomorrow.. fortunately I can note Scarlett as researching something last night so can jump back with her after the next Sundown.]
Robert Pinkerton opened his eyes, his vision swimming in and out of focus. He pushed himself up from the grimy floor, standing upright and looking around. Despite the total blackness, Pinkerton could see with perfect clarity, his senses hyperaware and active. He could smell each and every rat and insect around him, their location, and their emotions, feeling their lusts and desires. He was in the sewers, he realized that now. But how? Last he remembered.... Pinkerton vomited into the grey stream winding in front of him, emptying the contents of his stomach into the water as the memories rushed back to him. He was one of...them. A bloodsucker, a vampire. No, no, no, no! He was Robert Jefferson Pinkerton, police chief of Empire City, protector of her people, defender of the streets, not a goddamned parasite! He shook his head, looking for a way out, as he looked about, a figure stepped from the shadows, a slender figure dressed in a brown dress suite and wearing a purple crane mask. Oliver Lane. "You! You did this to me!" He shouted, charging the assassin, aiming a punch at the vampire's face. Oliver chuckled, and caught his fist, but the smile was literally knocked off his face as Pinkerton's other fist smashed into the side of his head, knocking him against the sewer wall. "You piece of gak! I'm going to ram that pointy mask up your ass!" Oliver righted himself swiftly, chopping his hand across Pinkerton's throat, causing the fledgling to gasp as his windpipe was crushed. Grabbing the back of his head with strong fingers' the Englishman slammed Pinkerton's face into the concrete wall with a sickening crunch, splitting the skin, and causing blood to seep from his face. "Never lay a hand on me again. Is that clear?" Gurgling, Pinkerton responded, "Go feth yourself!" Snarling, Oliver smashed the officer's head against the wall again and again, pulping Pinkerton's face, and shattering his facial structure. "Are. We. Clear?" Pinkerton mouthed "feth you", prompting Oliver to draw his blade, preparing to plunge it into the prone form before him. "Oliver! Pontius has given him to me! His life is mine along to take!" Shouted Longinus.
Andy was interrupted by a hunter tech, "There's an agent in the main room, she has a box with her and she's looking for you."
Andy nodded and put some of the papers he had been looking through down, he had learned a lot so far from the memos and papers Danny had been so kind to leave for him to peruse. As he stood up he picked up a piece of paper with some special information on it, depending on what the hunter in the front had for him, he could ask for some help. As he entered the room he was surprised to see a woman sitting on the couch with a package on the table.
"Hello there Mrs?" Andy began, offering his hand.
"Cortez, Miranda Cortez." she responded, ignoring Andy's hand in order to hurry things along, "Your lack of security is worrying."
"Sorry," Andy offered a response, "I just got the reigns about four or so hours ago and haven't been able to do much so far. So who sent ya?"
"Network Command." Miranda said, "I was to deliver these to Colt until current events prevented that. How did he die again?"
"Vampire ambush set up by Danny." Andy looked over the weapons and went to pick up the sword.
"Don't touch them." Miranda said, intercepting Andy's hand, "I want to make sure you appreciate what they are first."
"Okay Cobra Kai." Andy took his hand away, "Fill me in."
Miranda went through the stories attributed with each weapon. Both of them were ancient, and even older than most of the vampires in Empire City but retained their powers. He knowledge of these weapons was enough to convince Andy to ask her about some other things he was planning to take down Pontius a few pegs. He pulled out the paper and showed her the picture.
"You see this?" Andy asked her, "What do you know about it?"
"It looks like a crossbow." Miranda scrutinized the picture, "Could be blessed, maybe its... I can recall one of the techs in headquarters complaining about one of their weapons going missing awhile back."
"Excellent." Andy said as he folded the paper back up and placed it into his pocket. "I'm working on a way to get that and I also have several other plans I want to run by you."
Andy went into the office and expected Miranda to follow him. He turned to see her still sitting there, "Come on now, in here.".
Miranda got up and began to follow Andy, she didn't want to leave the weapons sitting on the table so she sealed them back up and carried them with her. The desk was a lot messier as Andy had been rummaging through it looking for information. He pulled a seat close to the desk and offered her it as a seat while sitting in the computer chair. he showed her a list of businesses with believed ownership by Pontius.
"I want the network to follow the flow of cash from these businesses to see if they meet up in one account." Andy began to lay out his plan for her, "If we can find a single account that these businesses feed into that means they're owned by Pontius and give him an income. Once we find this account we can hopefully suck it dry and use it for ourselves. I also want several of these hideouts destroyed."
"That's a lot of things to do Mr. Bruss." Miranda looked over the ambitious plans, "I'm not sure it can all be done by..."
"The next full moon." Andy said, smiling at her reaction, "I want it all done by the next full moon."
"No way that's going to happen." Miranda shook her head.
"Oh, I'm going to make it happen. One way or another it will happen." Andy continued to smile and nod his head.
"You honestly think you can get this all done?" Miranda looked Andy in the eyes.
"Hell yeah!" Andy stood up from his chair, pumped.
"You're still full of yourself, cocky." Miranda began to question Andy's sanity.
"I'd rather be full of myself than have something else full of me." Andy winked, "By the way, I'm not crazy." he said while gripping the mantle above the door to the office.
"Oh, and Vegas is out in the field, just sitting there." Miranda ignored Andy's bravado, "Might want to deal with that."
"Crap." Andy said as he hurried out of the farmhouse to get Vegas.
Hlaine Larkin mk2 wrote:Will do a post tommorow hopefully... been playing too much American 'Football'
That's fine ...I played noseguard back in high school...I know how sore you can get after a game.
I've been playing online. It's just really time consuning, but i do play Tighthead in my school's rugby team. At training on Tuesday we played about 3 drives at American Football, I socred 2 touchdowns
PArt 1
Longinus reformed from his gaesous state. He is Mine. Go feth yourself. you caused this. Pinkerton cried out. Oliver dropped Pinky to the floor. What do you mean, your life to take? Your master Pontius has gifted me this upstart as a reward for my recent exploits, besides the Ordo are nearly here, you shuld go prepare yourself.
Oliver began to mumble and stalk down the tunnel giving Pinky one last kick in the ribs. Pinky who was now crouched in a ball on the sewer floor. Longinus began to Drag Pinky along the sewer tunnel. Pinky trying to hold onto consciousness and trying to recognise his surrounding was horrified to feel the abscence of t=his mobile. Looking back along the tunnel he saw it crushed on the floor. It must of happened when Oliver flung him into the wall. eventually Longinus propped him up against the wall.
what the hell do you want? Yor previous life is gone, you should embrace this now as you have embraced your previuos life. You can still protect the city as one of us
Pinky saw now there was three figures standing over him.
stand up childe, you don't want to embarise your sire do you? what the feth do you mean?
it was my blood that turned you into one of us, ergo I am your sire and you my childe and Longinus's grandchilde.
You're all fething crazy, you know that right.
Master here is the equipment you asked for.
Isaac pointed to several metal cases stacked in the corner.
don't worky 'pinky' this won't take long but i can't guarntee it won't hurt. Get the feth away from me, you Psychos will be locked away you can count on that.
Pinkerton squirmed as Suzie and Isaac tied him down and gagged him.
People would never forget what they saw that outside the Police Station, it was so outragous. A black van sped past throwing something out of the side as it sped by. It looked about the size of a human covered in lots of bubble wrap. The two officers who hauled it into the station were horrified when the wrap was undone.
Detective Pinkerton lay there. Across both his eyes where crosses which had rendered his eyes useless. His throat was a mess of scores and cuts, his voacl chords slashed. When Pinky opened his mouth to gasp for air he had no tongue and several of his teeth were missing. His topless torso had nicks and scratches all over it and a envelope sellotaped to the front when he rolled over onto his back he revealed a massive burn. Somebody had burned the anarchy symbol inot his back with what would be the use of a blowtorch.
One officer colapsed the other dropped to floor retching. Several attendants rushed to help one calling a ambulance.
Inside the envelope it read;
Dear the Police force of Empire City,
This is a a warning to anyone that crosses our Order. We are the Holy Ordos of Hunters. This is what we do to those that cross our path. This man here saw first the damage the supernaturals we hunt can do yet has done nothing to counter it. This infection is one of Werewolves. They kill and feed aimlessly and recklessly on humanity. WE must exterminate them. If anyone opposes us we will do this again to them.
Signed,
Andy Bruss
Suzie took one last look at the burning van as she dived into the sewers, it had served them well but had been seen by too many mortals.
....Ok,bit foggy here on what just happened to Pinkerton....
If I'm reading it correctly...the Vampires mutilated him and dumped him at the police station attaching a note that pointed the finger at the Hunters...
FITZZ wrote:....Ok,bit foggy here on what just happened to Pinkerton....
If I'm reading it correctly...the Vampires mutilated him and dumped him at the police station attaching a note that pointed the finger at the Hunters...
Basically yes, and since he can't speak he can't counter the story
[Surely you'd have needed to make him nigh on a vegtable, because even if you cut all his 'pinkies' off, he could type with his nose, or some kind of impliment once he comes around?]
Morathi's Darkest Sin wrote:[Surely you'd have needed to make him nigh on a vegtable, because even if you cut all his 'pinkies' off, he could type with his nose, or some kind of impliment once he comes around?]
So suffice to say Pinky has been badly damaged,dumped at the police station and the blame has been laid on the Hunters...fair enough...
However....seeing as Pinky is now a Vampire...and an obvious example of their existance for all the police to see with their own eyes...I wonder just how zelously the police will pursue an orginization sworn to destroy the very sort of creature they are all looking at?
sillyboy wrote:They will help the hunters.............I hope.
Well...here's the kicker....Pontius is still in control of Nash....who could always issue orders for the police to go after the Hunters...of course seeing as the Police are human...and obviously would consider Vampires and Werewolves a bigger threat than people killing Vamps and wolves (even if one of those Vamps used to be a fellow cop),they (the cops) may not follow Nash(Pontius) orders...
On top of that...with such obvious proof of "Night Feeders" droped on their doorstep...the Police may inact a curfew.
Too tired too scroll through thread........Will someone help poor ol' Silly. 
...ok....I'll finish the combat rolls and write up the event...
ing catchphrase.