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"We're set." Andy said to Derek as he watched Jimbo working on the bomb, still amazed at how fast he had worked. "We have a nice little sword that will make sure they can't use any special powers, and we have grenades made especially for them."
"I love how he's so optimistic." Wendy said to Smalls as the two sat in a corner, "Hopefully we do come out of this thing alive."
Smalls just shrugged as he sat there next to her, he had yet to say a word in front of Andy, Miranda, or Dez.
"Smalls, you're like the sister I never had you know." Wendy watched as Smalls smiled and shook his head, "I feel like I can tell you anything and if we're not in front of strangers you can offer advice."
Wendy looked at Andy and smiled as he saw her. Andy winked over the hunched shoulder of Jimbo.
"You think anything's going on between them?" Miranda asked Derek quietly.
"Are we walking into a trap within an hour or so?" Derek huffed, "Its not right."
"What's not right about it?" Miranda pulled out her laptop and turned it on, the machine hummed into life.
"Hunters shouldn't be together when they're going to be working with each other." Derek looked at Miranda across the stairwell entrance, "It clouds the mind and can lead to death."
"There is a bright side of it though." Miranda sat forward and began to secretly point at Andy and Miranda, "Those two know about vampires and werewolves, any kids they have will know about vampires and werewolves. It helps fill the ranks easier if anything."
"Cortez, I never thought of you as one into logistics." Derek looked to see if Andy or Wendy had seen them, "I still don't like it, it also has the potential of taking two hunters out of the fight."
"Just let them be for awhile." Miranda said, "Andy's cocky but he knows what he's doing."
"What about the Dez guy and Rachel?" Derek thumbed towards the other two hunters.
"They came together, nothing we can do about that." Miranda shrugged.
"How do you know they were like that before?" Derek asked.
"The network," Miranda showed him her laptop, "it has everything about every hunter which is why we limit the number of people who can view it."
"Geez, the network's like a really exclusive facebook or twitter now." Derek sighed, "I remember when the network was much simpler. Simple guns and guts."
"And I'm sure the hunters before you said the same thing about their swords and shields." Miranda smiled as she continued to update statuses in the network. Derek had been sitting for long enough and decided to rally the troops.
"Alright people, weapons check followed by a review of the plan and outfitting with the pulse monitors." Derek clapped his hands together to get everyone's attention. "We should be moving out in an hour if Jimbo finishes by then."
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...From within the parked SUV,two figures dressed entirely in black emerged and glared first towards Ryan and the woman,then at the scene of carnage strewn round the building..their eyes glowing red in the illumination of the over head lamps of the lot.
" Vampires" Ryan whispered to himself..
The two vampires,both new born,had been sent out by Chadwick to report back on the progress of the Larve Cells with in Empire City,they had briefly lost contact with the Larve who'd engaged with the wolf pack ...but had finally tracked them down...finding they had been destroyed...
The Driver of the SUV,a tall vampire,fixed his eyes on Ryan's and drew a long silver dagger from his belt.." This is your doing Lycan!.." the creature spat " You shall pay for this insult..."
Lisa quickly freed her pistol from it's holster and aimed at the Vampire nearest her..." I think you two had better go.." she said ...though she was sure her words were meaningless in this situation..
The second Vampire laughed mockingly ..." No Humani..you play the wrong game...your ..foolishness means nothing to us..."
" We'll see..." The woman said pulling the hammer back on her weapon...
" Perhaps you should go back inside.."Ryan said quietly to the woman...
" Perhaps so.." she chuckled..." But I'm not.."
Ryan sighed and nodded..
In an instant ...the two Vampires were in motion,the tall one moving surprisingly fast lunge at Ryan,sweeping his dagger in a deadly arc, he aimed for the wolf's heart...but his speed was no match for Ryan's,the dagger swiped through empty air as the powerful wolf effortlessly dodged the blows...
The Vampire grew furious..." Cursed Beast... we shall see your abominable kind erased from this city "
The scent of the enraged Vampire assaulted Ryan's sense...driving the wolf mad with desire to spill blood...with an adders speed ,Ryan struck...his clawed hand clamping around the Vampires weapon hand like a steel trap and tearing the Vampires arm complettely off in a spray of blood.
The creature wailed in agony,falling to it's knees as Ryan casually disguarded the severed arm and stalked forward snarling...
" Wretched Beast...You will die at our hands..all of you..!" were the last words spoken by the injured Vampire before Ryan removed the hissing creatures head in one vicious swipe of his claws....
At the same instant...the second Vampire had gone for Lisa...sure in it's abilities to slaughter a mere human...
The woman stumbled backwards ...attempting to avoid the Vampires attack...she brought her weapon up and fired a volley of shots towards the creature...the reports echoing loudly in the night..
In amazement ...she watched as round after round struck the Vampire...knocking it backwards...but doing no real harm...one round took the creature high in the top of it's face and drove it to it's knees,but the Vampire stood and laughed after a moment...laughing at the humans ineffective attacks as the wounds she'd dealt out began to mend before her eyes...
" Stupid Humani.." The Vampire smiled baring his fangs..." I told you you were playing the wrong game..."
The creature was on her in seconds...lifting her by the throat and slamming her down to the tarmac...knocking the wind from her body .
" You and your kind are no more than food..." the vampire laughed " It's the order of things...you are our cattle...our prey.." the vampire moved closer to the fallen woman,settleing over her...his lips parting...it's breath like wind from a tomb...the creature bared it's fangs..." You are food Humani...and I hunger.."...
Lisa felt the Vampires lips press against her throat...revulsion filling her as she fought desperatly to free her self...it was useless...the vampire was far to strong...it laughed against her neck...it's hot stinking breath washing over her..." Relax Human...all your fear will be over in but a moment.."
Lisa closed her eyes...there was nothing she could do...she felt the press of the creatures fangs against her neck and braced for what was to come next...when suddenly she felt the crushing wieght lifted from her...
The woman opened her eyes...the man...the naked man had changed...his features had become beastial...wolfish in appearance ...in one clawed hand he held the Vampire aloft...kicking and hissing above the ground the vampire clawed at the man with no effect...screaming curses into it's wolf like face.
With a roar the half beast drove it's talons through the vampires chest...removing it's heart in a single tug...the vampire stiffened and went still...the beast snarled and tore it's head from it's body with a satisfied grunt before letting the gushing corpse fall to the pavement.
Lisa stared at the beast for a moment and felt blackness closing in around her..."What...what are you..?" she managed to say before her eyes rolled in her head and she completely blacked out..
Combat resolution..
Ryan-0 wounds.
Lisa-Broken ribs.
Both Vampires dead...
....Ryan now has access to the Vampires SUV and all weapons they had ( 2 pistols + the silver dagger),he also has access to the computer in the SUV...filled with loads of "Vamp Info".
I am both selfish and chaotic. I value self-gratification and control; I want to have things my way, preferably now. At best, I'm entertaining and surprising; at worst, I'm hedonistic and violent.
... Lukos wheeled the Mercedes back into Amanda's driveway...reflecting briefly on their ride home...though they'd avoided the interior of the city,the glow from the fires could still be seen in the night sky and Lukos couldn't help but wonder to himself what would be left of Empire for the Wolves to inherit.." Will we be lords over a burnt and wrecked kingdom.." he thought silently as he killed the car engine..
as he and the females exited the vehicle a police patrol car drew near...slowing the officer in the passenger seat rolled down his window and leaned out..." You folks ok..?" he asked with concern..Lukos smiled to himself,sure that the citizens in less afluient areas weren't getting such gracious treatment by the police they encountered...
" We're fine officer...thank you" he said " we went to pick up a friend.." he indicated Natasha.." she was frightened to be alone with all the...looting going on"
The officer stared at Natasha and smiled..." Understandable...lots of crazies in the streets tonight...but for the most part it's contained in the city...you folks should be fine...but if you hear anything...call...we've got lots of patrols out in this area."
" I'm sure you do" Lukos mumbled " got to protect the rich little sheep."
" Sir?" the officer said..
" I said that's good to know...we'll be able to sleep" Lukos smiled
" Yes sir.." the officer smiled..." Call if you need us.." he said and gestured for his partner to drive on.
" Morons.." Lukos spat..." Before entering the city tomorrow I hope to meet you both again...just for a quick snack."
Amanda laughed.." They did look yummy...but then the self important often do...that's what I moved here to began with.."
" Hey Amanda" a balding man called from across the street " Been watching the news..things sure look bad in Empire.."
" Sure does Ron" Amanda called at her neighbor .." But I've got a feeling everything will be ...better by tomorrow...by nightfall at least."
" I sure hope so...we don't want any of those ...people from in the city running around here rioting.." said the man..
" Oh Ron...don't worry...it'll all be ok...in fact why don't you and the family come over tomorrow?..have a swim...maybe even stay for a ...bite." Amanda giggled.
" Sure Amanda.." Ron said.." We'll do that."
" See you then" Amanda said saucily shaking her rear towards the bald little man as she and the others entered the house..
Inside,Natasha sat at a large table,surrounded by the rest of the pack who now gorged themselves on the remains of the four dead hookers..." Pontius has fled the city" Natasha said " His subordinates relenquished that information before relinquishing their lives.."
" Coward.." Amanda spat..
" Perhaps.." Natasha said " Perhaps not...Pontius is no fool..and clearly he's left others here.."
" So we go after them?" Lukos asked..
" At the fullness of the Blood Moon." Natasha nodded..." We hunt."
I am both selfish and chaotic. I value self-gratification and control; I want to have things my way, preferably now. At best, I'm entertaining and surprising; at worst, I'm hedonistic and violent.
Thats right its me! (didn't see that one coming did you.)
Hi Fitzz, kais, Nachos, Ghosty, MDS, Mordoskul, Hlarkin
I'm reading throug the last added pages and can someone give me a quick sketch of the current situation.
Cause its not all clear in my mind. (i admit i've skimmed some texts )
I'll write something up tommorow if i can figure out what transpired.
I am both selfish and chaotic. I value self-gratification and control; I want to have things my way, preferably now. At best, I'm entertaining and surprising; at worst, I'm hedonistic and violent.
God, I hope we can finish this tonight, I can't wait to start the sequel!
Mael-Dannan Ravenous Angels Tomb Kings Protectorate of Menoth
halonachos wrote:Mordo is evil, the cute walrus wearing a monocle is just a disguise for the evils within the confines of the avatar box.
darksage wrote:And then the darkness approached the computer screen ready to unveil untold horrors on millions of unsuspecting innocents... Some knew him as the bringer of terror...some knew him as the spawn of all things evil...some knew him as the walrus, but then their lives would account for nothing, for they would be dead in seconds of the words leaving their lips.The walrus has posted, prepare for the death of worlds.
Mordoskul wrote:God, I hope we can finish this tonight, I can't wait to start the sequel!
...I doubt it will wrap tonight Mordo...there are still quite a few unresolved issues/combats to take place...
Holly/Ryan still have to ...well do whatever it is they will do about Vegas...
The Hunters have to confront the Fallen/try to rescue Vegas...plus contend with the wolves.
The Wolf Pack still has to have a big "Blood Moon" rampage/go after the remaining Vampires .
.........After all that's dealt with...the I can wrap this RP up and we can start ironing out the sequel details...( of course...if you'd like to start RPing the sequel frame work here...please do so.)
I am both selfish and chaotic. I value self-gratification and control; I want to have things my way, preferably now. At best, I'm entertaining and surprising; at worst, I'm hedonistic and violent.
FITZZ wrote:
( of course...if you'd like to start RPing the sequel frame work here...please do so.)
Explain
Mael-Dannan Ravenous Angels Tomb Kings Protectorate of Menoth
halonachos wrote:Mordo is evil, the cute walrus wearing a monocle is just a disguise for the evils within the confines of the avatar box.
darksage wrote:And then the darkness approached the computer screen ready to unveil untold horrors on millions of unsuspecting innocents... Some knew him as the bringer of terror...some knew him as the spawn of all things evil...some knew him as the walrus, but then their lives would account for nothing, for they would be dead in seconds of the words leaving their lips.The walrus has posted, prepare for the death of worlds.
FITZZ wrote:
( of course...if you'd like to start RPing the sequel frame work here...please do so.)
Explain
...Well,clearly no character in Empire can affect Pontius ATM...so there's no reason that he and those with him (as well as the occupants of the Crooked House) couldn't be "keeping busy"..
For example,you could RP certian "goings on" that after everything in Empire wraps,the various survivors (if there are any) could be made aware of through their various contacts...and then decide f they will pursue the situation.
This sets up an arc for current characters to move into the sequel and still allows for new characters to be created when it launches...plus it gives a bit of a peek at what can be expected....
For the most part it just allows you to get up to some nastiness and began to set the stage for act ll.
I am both selfish and chaotic. I value self-gratification and control; I want to have things my way, preferably now. At best, I'm entertaining and surprising; at worst, I'm hedonistic and violent.
FITZZ wrote:
( of course...if you'd like to start RPing the sequel frame work here...please do so.)
Explain
...Well,clearly no character in Empire can affect Pontius ATM...so there's no reason that he and those with him (as well as the occupants of the Crooked House) couldn't be "keeping busy"..
For example,you could RP certian "goings on" that after everything in Empire wraps,the various survivors (if there are any) could be made aware of through their various contacts...and then decide f they will pursue the situation.
This sets up an arc for current characters to move into the sequel and still allows for new characters to be created when it launches...plus it gives a bit of a peek at what can be expected....
For the most part it just allows you to get up to some nastiness and began to set the stage for act ll.
I see. Will do!
Mael-Dannan Ravenous Angels Tomb Kings Protectorate of Menoth
halonachos wrote:Mordo is evil, the cute walrus wearing a monocle is just a disguise for the evils within the confines of the avatar box.
darksage wrote:And then the darkness approached the computer screen ready to unveil untold horrors on millions of unsuspecting innocents... Some knew him as the bringer of terror...some knew him as the spawn of all things evil...some knew him as the walrus, but then their lives would account for nothing, for they would be dead in seconds of the words leaving their lips.The walrus has posted, prepare for the death of worlds.
Thats right its me! (didn't see that one coming did you.)
Hi Fitzz, kais, Nachos, Ghosty, MDS, Mordoskul, Hlarkin
I'm reading throug the last added pages and can someone give me a quick sketch of the current situation.
Cause its not all clear in my mind. (i admit i've skimmed some texts )
I'll write something up tommorow if i can figure out what transpired.
Great scott! He's alive afterall! Good to hear from you.
Fitzz, I'll try pming you my plans tomorrow or late tonight. I have a test at 9:00am tomorrow so I'm a bit tied up.
I am both selfish and chaotic. I value self-gratification and control; I want to have things my way, preferably now. At best, I'm entertaining and surprising; at worst, I'm hedonistic and violent.
Little Bedrich rolled over in his bed for the eleventh time that night, unable to fall asleep. The night was especially scary, the branches hitting his window were nightmarish claws belonging to cannibal giants seeking a way inside his room. The house settling was a chorus of demon footsteps, each one looking for him in the dead of night. Night was always scary to Bedrich, but tonight was worse. Something was wrong, but he couldn't put his finger on it. His dad had checked under his bed for monsters before he had crawled under the covers, as he did every night, but that didn't mean they weren't lurking in the closet. Bedrich almost wet himself as the stairs creaked, throwing the covers over his head and shutting his eyes so tight it hurt. His parents said it was just the house settling, and Bedrich was about to assume thus until the stairs creaked again, as if something was making it's way up to his bedroom. Another creak, and the faint sound of water dripping wood. When the stairs creaked for the fifth time, Bedrich ran for his parent's room, throwing open the doors as he shouted for them to wake up. His father yelled angrily for him to go back to sleep, but when Bedrich insisted, he looked down the stairs, and examined the ground floor, showing everything to be perfectly normal. Bedrich was sent back to bed, still not convinced. When the creaking did not return, Bedrich began to drift off to sleep, thinking he must be imagining things. After about an hour or so, he was awakened by another creak, this one sounding as if it came not from the stairs, but from outside his door. Bedrich cowered under the sheets, crying softly in fear. Under the white shield of the blankets, he heard his door swing open, and footsteps entering his room, which stopped in front of his bed. Suddenly, his sheets were yanked from his person, exposing him to the cruelty of the night, and the creature standing in his room. It stood over nine feet tall, with a slightly stooped back, and clawed arms that nearly reached the floor. It was a great skeleton, yellow with age and dark with blood, which dripped in great quantities upon the floor. It's skull was that of a horse, drooling gore from it's snout. Two small, human eyes glared out from the skull with mocking cunning, as if laughing at his helplessness. "You've been a naughty boy, Bedrich," said Tommy Rawhead, grinning an awful, manic rictus-smile.
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Mael-Dannan Ravenous Angels Tomb Kings Protectorate of Menoth
halonachos wrote:Mordo is evil, the cute walrus wearing a monocle is just a disguise for the evils within the confines of the avatar box.
darksage wrote:And then the darkness approached the computer screen ready to unveil untold horrors on millions of unsuspecting innocents... Some knew him as the bringer of terror...some knew him as the spawn of all things evil...some knew him as the walrus, but then their lives would account for nothing, for they would be dead in seconds of the words leaving their lips.The walrus has posted, prepare for the death of worlds.
I am both selfish and chaotic. I value self-gratification and control; I want to have things my way, preferably now. At best, I'm entertaining and surprising; at worst, I'm hedonistic and violent.
Absolutely fantastic my friend...I honestly applaud your ability to weave genuinly creepy images.
@ Everyone else...that's just a small taste of what the Blood Moon sequel will contain..
Once again, you flatter me. And yes, Tommy Rawhead will be a name you'll never forget when I'm through with you.
Mael-Dannan Ravenous Angels Tomb Kings Protectorate of Menoth
halonachos wrote:Mordo is evil, the cute walrus wearing a monocle is just a disguise for the evils within the confines of the avatar box.
darksage wrote:And then the darkness approached the computer screen ready to unveil untold horrors on millions of unsuspecting innocents... Some knew him as the bringer of terror...some knew him as the spawn of all things evil...some knew him as the walrus, but then their lives would account for nothing, for they would be dead in seconds of the words leaving their lips.The walrus has posted, prepare for the death of worlds.
I am both selfish and chaotic. I value self-gratification and control; I want to have things my way, preferably now. At best, I'm entertaining and surprising; at worst, I'm hedonistic and violent.
Shas'ui T'au Kais wrote:
...Now of course in the sequel, Dez (if he survives) will be out for revenge seeing as Pontius killed his Uncle, well at least made it happen.
...
He is suzie, don't you dare steal it form her or she will ride you down and put a bullet in your brain
Currently debating whether to study for my exams or paint some Deathwing
Booyah first rp in some time, its short but i'm tied-up for the moment. (in the rp)
BIC:...
Vegas looked up at the small peer of light dangling from the ceiling. The light danced before her eyes, hypnotizing her. She couldn't remember how long she had been here. Al she knew was that that wretched light kept burning in her weary eyes. The rest of the sober room was filled with dar shadows, the only thing keeping her company was a broken chair in the corner. She mused that most people would be screaming, begging ... but she lay perfectly still. She had felt a calm closing over her. She had done what she could. And now it was over. Vegas felt no regret for the things she had done. A smal smile appeared, cracking the crusted blood on her lips. she remembered the night she first met James, his calm assurance, his caring arms. He had asked if she really wanted this. He had asked her this a few times, each time on the day they firs met. Vegas had never given an answer. Hate was what she felt in those day, but now when hate had no meaning she looked into the light. Vegas was never a sentimental girl but still she whispered, "With all my heart." The words echoed through the room as if the walls decided that these words were worth keeping.
Vegas heard the soft noise of footsteps resonating from under the door. The door cracked open, a second light dropped into the room. Between her closed eyes she saw the thrall nearing, his hand gripping a dagger. Blood, her blood still hanging on it. Vegas felt someone gripping her shoulder. She glanced up and looked at he stark loving face of James. Nothing could hurt her.
The thrall looked at Vegas, something had changed. He couldn't figure out what. She was looking to a corner a soft smile dangling from her lips. He placed his dagger on the hunters arm and drawed blood. "That'll wake her up." he grinningly tought, looking at the soft trickeling blood. ....... There wasn't even a reaction, she just layed there .... smiling into oblivion.
edit: thanks for the quick pm fitzz
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The hunters were locked and loaded, altogether three vehicles would be used to transport everyone there. A tow truck from "The Werks" outpost, the van with the bomb, and the truck containing several other hunters were lined up in that order, the tow truck would knock any debris out of the way for the other two vehicles following. Andy had put the riding jacket over his clothes and was about to put on his helmet when Wendy approached him.
"I know we probably shouldn't be doing this now, but I just want you to know that I think I love you." Wendy said.
"I think I love you too." Andy said as he tried to put the helmet over his head, Wendy stopped him and planted a kiss on his lips.
"Ahem, we have a job to do." Miranda called out from the truck behind the van.
The couple stopped and Wendy retreated back to the truck, blushing, as Andy quickly put the helmet on and got into the van. The garage became intolerable as the noise of the collective engines bounced off of the walls. .......
The theater was in sight, as the tow truck veered into a different lane the van began to speed up to 35 miles per hour. Andy watched through the helmet as the theater's entrance came into view, the van hopped over a speed bump and the helmet bumped against the roof of the vehicle with a thud. Andy thanked his preparation as he was perfectly unharmed from it. He was sure that the van would careen into the theater's entrance and opened the driver side door before leaping out.
His vision spun as he rolled and only faint glimpses of the van heading towards the theater could be seen. A loud crash and the sound of breaking glass reached Andy's ears as he came to a stop. The truck had stopped to drop off Smalls and soon arrived to the scene as well. The tow truck came to a stop near Andy with a screech and the doors clanged open as Jimbo and Trask jumped out. Trask carried the sword and an extra gun for Andy who received both happily.
It had begun.
OOC: Take it away Fitzz.
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