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" Now...Ms. Casey" Investigator Collins said slowly " I'm going to ask you one more time...how exactly you came to have a thousand year old dagger...a stolen..priceless...thousand year old dagger...in you possesion?"
Sandi lowered her head..tears falling freely " I told you...I pick packages up and deliver them...I never know what's in them." she said softly.
" Mhhmm..And where do you deliver these...packages Ms. Casey ?" Collins asked leaning forward..
" A warehouse" Sandi said " Out by the bridge...I don't even know who picks them up...he just leaves me envolopes of money...and"
" He calls you ?...Right?" Collins said " He sets up pick up points?"
" Yes.." Sandi said..,Collins sighed..." Where did you pick the knife up from?" he asked.
" From a man named Ferris...at Spiders" Sandi cried.
" Spiders?" Collins said sitting up from the other side of the table..."The club downtown?",He thought quickly that that was the same club the Murphy woman had vanashied from.
" Yes..Spiders.." Sandi said tears flowing freely " I don't know anything else...I don't"...

" Collins!!!...Collins!!" The desk officer cried..the Investigater jumped to his feet as a shriek echoed down the hallway,he drew his pistol and stared at the woman..." Don't move!" he shouted as he rushed from the interigation area.

Several other officers had reached the police station lobby first,their weapons drawn..searching the area,two others crouched over the bloodied form of the desk officer.." He's dead sir" an officer said to Collins..." What the feth.."
" Secure the area!!" Collins barked..." Check the parking lots...no way they got away so fast..MOVE!!"
Detective Pinkerton charged into the lobby..several more armed men at his side " Collins...what the hell happened down here?"
" It's Billy ...someone.." Collins replied in anger
Pinkerton stared at the body of the desk officer..."Jesus...here?".Pinkerton thought a moment..." Check the CCTV systems...I want to know who did this...and I want patrolls doubled ...tripled...officers are to investigate anything..ANYTHING that looks even slightly suspicious...I want a blankey search of the warehouse districts...the sewers...anyplace this fether could hide...NOW!"
" Sir.." An officer shouted running up.." We got this off the moniters" he said handing Pinkerton a copied photo..the man in the pictures face was blurry...but it was something.
" Get this to Williams...see if he can clear it up some" Pinkerton said..." Then get copies sent to all patrol officers...and...the press...I want this bastard."

OK...for all intents and purposes Pinkerton belives that Mordoskuls charcacter is the killer responsible for all the deaths and disapearences...this will be further compunded when it is discovered he was asking about Sandi (discovered on tape) and due to the conection between Sandi and Spiders ...since a disapearance took place there.

For ALL PCs...police presence just jumped off the chart...cops are everywhere and the smallest " deviation from the norm" may draw their attention.

Hlaine Larkin mk2 wrote:

jp400 wrote:

Hlaine Larkin mk2 wrote:Isaac ran back inot the sewer making sure he asn't followed. Thrusting his phone at Longinus.
Master, look at what i have discovered!!

Longinus looked down at the video playing on Isaacs phone. the video quality wasn't great but it clearly showed a lunar savage rip open a lamb tied to a post, in the background there was a old VW.
Where DID YOU FIND THIS??
I was watching old Murry's place like you instructed me
So my suspictions have been confirmed, they are here. We must do something
A rare smile crept over Longinus's face. Now there would be a challenge. Old Murry was nothing serious there were others he should of spent time harassing instead of this old junkie. NOw magical blood would spill

OOC: What are the rules on embracing npcs and is there anything similar to a Vinculum??

I do have a quick question here, if I am the wolf that was eating the animals in the field, and I am currently in the back of a truck heading to town... then how did I end up on video?

Feth forgot about that, this'll not offically 'happen' until you munch another of murrys offerings

This works just fine...

The battered old pickup finally reached the outskirts of the town. Lucas jumped from the back of the truck after the driver pulled to a stop at a red light. With a wave of thanks he turned and started to walk down the sidewalk toward the center of town.

It wasn't long before the crowds descended upon him. The city truly never did sleep, and even at this late hour people rushed about their tasks trying to improve upon their busy lives.

Up ahead, the steady pulse of bass caught his attention. It appeared to be coming from a building with a pink neon cowgirl blinking overhead with the name "Pink Pony" pulsing in fluorescent pink below.

Lucas smiled to himself and attempted to enter the fine establishment, but was stopped by an ogre in mans clothing wearing a black T with the word "Bouncer" printed across his chest in yellow.

"Problem Friend?" said Lucas through a toothy grin.

"Nobody gets through without a pat down, Friend." said the man though missing teeth.

Lucas laughed and held his arms out to his side. The man proceeded to pat him down from head to toe searching for weapons. Finding none, he let him pass and enter the dimly lit interior of the building.

Smiling, he found himself surrounded by a sea of people sitting either in secluded booths getting private shows or in a central viewing area in front of a large stage complete with mirrors and a well used pole. The air was thick with cigar smoke and sin and it made him fell right at home.

He turned and approached the bar. He leaned on his elbow on the leather edged counter and looked over his shoulder at a girl wearing a mockery of a nurse uniform twirled around on the pole. He was so distracted that he almost missed the ale wench as she made her rounds up and down the counter serving overpriced and watered down liquor to the distracted masses.

"Crown and coke and a St Paul Girl." he said showing his brilliant smile "And hold the coke."

She disappeared for a moment as she made the drink before returning with the drinks in hand. Lucas slipped her a 10 and didn't bother waiting around for what little change would be coming back his way. He plucked the glass of crown off the counter and proceeded to down the entire contents without stopping once. He then slammed the empty glass back onto the counter and shook his head from side to side letting the bitter sweet aftertaste fade.

"Thanks." he said to the wide eyed girl behind the counter before walking off into the crowd with his chaser beer in hand.

It was going to be a good night.

Pinkerton turned to Collins..." What the hell happened down here?" he asked,a tint of anger in his voice.
Collins shook his head " Damned if I know Pinky.." I was interogating the Casey woman and heard the scream,poor Billy..
Pinkerton nodded.." This has to be same perp who we've been hunting..has to be"
An officer aproached the two men " Excuse me...but we've found something you two will be interested in" the officer said " We played back the tape from the cctv again and the audio revealed that the perpetrature was here inquireing about the woman you were questioning Inspector Collins."
" The Casey Women?" Collins said,..." Yes sir" replied the officer.

"That tears it.." Collins said " Sandi Casey knows more than she's telling us...she was a dancer at the Pink Pony...which just so happens to be the same strip club Brianna James danced at until she turned up dead last month"
Pinkerton nodded
" And.." Collins went on " She just happens to be picking up stolen property from the same bar that Kelly Murphy was last seen at...and delivering it to the same area were the two homeless men were found slaughtered"
" And.." Pinkerton added " Some guy shows up demanding to know about her...and kills Billy...by ripping him open." Pinkerton shook his head.." I think we have our man"
" Casey said she picked the package up from a guy named Ferris at spiders" Collins said
"Send four units to Spiders.." Pinkerton said..." I want this Ferris guy" Pinkerton frowned..." In fact have them meet me there..I'm headed to Rampart street now."
" I'm on it Pinky" Collins called after the Detective as he rushed out the doors,Collins also decided that Some one needed to get over to The Pink Pony...and do a bit of questioning about Sandi Casey and her mysterious benifactor over there as well....mulling it over...he decided he'd check it out himself

Ok guys ...Pontius has an APB out on him...although his face wasn't clear in the photo..the cops have his descreption,they are also operating on the premise that he is the "Killer" they've been hunting...patrolls of all "slum areas" have doubled.

Ferris BTW is a scum bag,but doesn't know much,he get's mysterious calls as to were to pick up packages and is paid for his services,but knows very little..he's a short fat ugly little man who's up for anything if he gets paid and has no loyalties.

Pinkerton will call Vegas and relay the information he has to her.

Collins is on route to the Pink Pony...one officer with him,to question the owners about Sandi and possible connections to Brianna James murder.

Pontius continued to curse himself as he wandered about the sewers, hating himself for his slip in self-control. He had to get to Ferris before the Humanii did, the vermin would sell him out in a second if his fat carcass was in danger. Pushing up a manhole cover, Pontius became the raven once more, and flew out into the night. Landing in front of the Spider, he reverted to his natural shape and pushed his way through the back door. Ferris sat at the end of the bar as he always did, roaring drunk and making boasts of things he could not have possibly done. Pontius glided like a shadow towards the mortal.

"Ferris, our employer would like to have a few words with you outside."

(FITTZ, he's your NPC, I'll let you fill out his reaction)

"So, ma'am, did you see anything ordinary before the shooting?" The cop was textbook, guarenteed rookie. She liked that.

"Er, no sir. I was just in the shower, the I hear gunshots, I come out, and there is Ferdinand, standing over a girl with a gun loaded with silver bullets! It was scary, let me tell you. He said that she was a werewolf. What a strange guy..."

"Thank you ma'am." The officer left.

"He was cuuute! I need to get his number, Pablo. I need it!"

"ye maca tipolihuican, Muse, be calm around cute men." Pablo was making the remnants of the fat man into a nice bacon, laying the sizzling meat into the hot pan. "Last time you did that, he tried to get into your pants."

"Tried?"

The little Aztec went back to his food, screaming curses and swears up the wazoo.

"Hey, have you noticed that activity with the suckers has gone up? First, the dagger is gone, now, the murders at the stations... I'm going to go take a walk."

"Whatever you say, Muse, whatever you say..."


OOC: I need to get out of the apartment...

Andy's phone buzzed as he waited for Colt to make a decision on letting Hawthorne go uncuffed. He pulled it out as the vampire was marking the map with a pen in his mouth. Andy read it before tapping Kara on the shoulder and showing the message to her.

"Killing at police station, unknown assailant, police patrols doubled near hunting grounds, low profile recommended." the text read.

"Sorry Mr. Hawthorne." Andy said, "We really were going to uncuff you, but we have some new information that we need to act on." Andy walked over to the vampire with his weapon drawn.

Hawthorne felt betrayed and awaited a bullet to the brain or wherever else the heathen was going to put it. To his surprise Andy began to holster his weapon as he got closer.

"We can't fully uncuff you right now, but we can make it a bit more comfy for ya." Andy said while unlatching one chain from the wall and attaching it to the chair. It allowed Hawthorne free motion with his arms.

"What're you doing?" Colt protested, "Going to let him go?"

"Making good on a deal," Andy began working on the second cuff, "or at least partly on it."

"We're going to go into the city." Kara said while collecting her items, "Find out some stuff, get some grub..."

"You're going to go get food when you have a vampire here?" Vegas was shocked with the two hunters.

"Yeah," Andy said while walking towards Kara, "I haven't eaten all day and the city should be vamp and wolf free thanks to the police searching around for a killer. You guys want anything?"

"Not really." Colt stood there holding the map.

"Get him two hamburgers or something." Vegas spoke for Colt, "I'll take the same."

"Two hamburgers for you?" Andy said in surprise, "Alright, whatever." he was about to leave the cellar when he stopped and turned around, "Hell, as long as we're on the closest things to friendly terms I'll get our guest here something too."

"Oh really?" Hawthorne was moving his arms around, he had missed his freedom of movement, "Why is that?"

"Well," Andy inflected, "you're starting to cooperate and I figure that if you eat a hamburger you won't eat us."

"I wasn't planning to," Hawthorne smiled, "but if you're offering I have no choice but to accept."

With that Andy and Kara began their drive back to the city to get some food. They took the 'for sale' sign out of the yard as well so the mercedes in the driveway wouldn't attract any attention.

"You're getting a vampire food?" Kara raised an eyebrow as she drove.

"Its just a hamburger," Andy rested an elbow on the door, "besides he seems to respond to politeness. We play good cop, bad cop we can get some info out of him. Colt's the bad cop, hell we're all good cops compared to him. What do you think of him wanting us to kill that Sindri fellow?"

"Could be the guy who wants him dead and he's just using us," Kara shrugged, "or the guy we have chained up in the basement is the nicest vamp I've ever met. We can't do anything about it anyways thanks to the police."

They arrived in the city for the second time that night, parking was hard to find even at night. Kara found a spot that the truck barely fit into, they had to get out carefully to avoid dinging the other cars. Andy tossed his jacket on as Kara pulled hers on. The two began walking to the closest fast food place.

"I'm going to get a fething milk shake." Andy said happily, he clicked his heels, overexpressing his joy.

"Don't do that." Kara said sternly, "Acting like an idiot will get us noticed."

"I'm still getting a milkshake." Andy said as the two walked down the street.

Ferris stared at the strange man who stood before him and felt an imediate twinge of fear,.." Employer?" Ferris asked confused.
" Yes you foolish man.." The stranger said " Your employer...whom you've been fetching packages for as of late."
" Oh.." Ferris said " That employer..well..uh...sure..lemme finish my drink and I'll.."
"Now.." The stranger said ..Upon glancing into the mans eyes Ferris knew he'd better listen and rose from the bar..." Jenny" he called to the bartender " You keep my seat...gotta go handle some business."
The bar maid made a dismissive gesture at Ferris and continued to converse with a tall man in a leather jacket.
" Well...lead the way" Ferris slurred following the stranger out of the bar.

There you go Mordoskul..Ferris is now in your hands...but be mindful...lots of cops are on route to Spiders Bar.

Old Murry had spent the better part of the day in the city,several sales had gone better than expected and Murry now had better than five hundred dollars in his worn out jeans pockets.
His hunt for an offering had also gone smoothly,a large goat already staked out in the field...and now Murry felt like celebrating.
He drove his battered VW along the side streets of the city until the shining neon sign of the Pink Pony reflected in his dirty and cracked windshield.
" That's the ticket" Old Murry cackled " Spend me some quality time with a pretty lady or two"
Murry parked his old van and lit up...a few moments later he was stumbling to the entrance of the strip bar singing Light my Fire at the top of his lungs.

Just for fun...I decided to stick old Murry into a "hot spot" as well.

In Game Time is now 11:30 PM.

FITZZ wrote: In Game Time is now 11:30 PM.

The prey sat there, unaware of the fact that it was being stalked. The hunter could tell from a distance that his prey was warm, the smell incenced the hunter. Before anyone could react the hunter pounced on his prey and began to tear it with his teeth. The prey's juices began to spill down the hunter's chin. The hunter was further frenzied by the taste of his prey and began to bite at it frenetically. The hunter heard someone approaching him and he turned to scare off the new arrival. He roared, bits of meat and spittle flew in the air from the force of the roar.

"What the feth are you doing?" Kara glared at Andy.

"Um, nothing." Andy said as he sat bolt upright and slowly reached for a napkin.

"Well, cut the gak." Kara said while eating her own sandwich.

"Sorry, I really like Arby's" Andy replied as he wiped his face, several other patrons looked at the two as Kara tried to hide her face in embarrasment behind a food tray.

Now, of course this didn't happen, the Arby's dining area closes at about 9:30pm or 10:00 and the two are on foot.

(I forgot to say that my character akways has a backpack on him, so that if he needs to change, he can quickly put his clothes in the bag so he can keep them around. If sounds too stupid just say the word and I'll forget it.)

RP:

Atlas was ready to leave and fill out his mission, when he heard police patrols nearby, and he knew he would have to either kill them, or wait. But, was never patient.
He was ready to change, to show his fury and strength to the weak cops, when he thought better of it. Tha would attract too much attention, and that he did not want. Instead, he extended his claws from his fingers, and waited for his prey.

Soon enough they came around the corner. Two cops, very tense, and quiet. Atlas pounced on the first one, and sliced his neck with his razor charp claws. He turned, his reaction lightning fast, and saw the second cop drawing his gun, a pistol. Atlas swung his legs around, and caught the cop in the shins, and made him buckle. Unfortunately, he had pulled the trigger when he fell and the bullet had scaved his arm. Atlas rised to his feet, kicked the pistol out of the way, and looked down upon his victim, fearful, and tears just starting to roll down his face. He would have an accurate discription of him now, and that Atlas could not allow.

The cop was soon silenced.

*********

Atlas walked away from the alley where he had made his kill, and walked out onto the street foolishly. There were four cops there, each with a flashlight, and a pistol drawn. They had obviously seen the blood on his arm, from the bullet scaving his skin earlier, because they shouted at him.

"Hey!!!"

Atlas turned and ran away back down the alley, and turned a corner, a bullet zoomign trhough the position his head just was.
He could not run away from them, on the ground as there would undoubtedly be more of them, so he decided he would have to make it to the rooftops, and make his escape that way.
He saw a ladder leading up the side of a building, and began to climb it, the shouting of the Policeman getting closer.

He reached the top, and began to run for his life. Nearly all the police around would know of this now.

He was their target.

Ok now for some reason I am starting to think that was a BAD idea

"So" said the tall brunette wearing a overly tight bikini "You come here often?" she asked with a smile as she bounced up and down on his lap.

Lucas smiled and was about to answer her when out of the corner of his eye he caught sight of an all too familiar sight. Stumbling through the front door smelling of BO and weed was the old hippie that had been feeding him in the field near his hideout. He stared at the man as he stumbled his way up to the bar and ordered a drink.

"Friend of yours?" Asked the girl whos name didn't matter who noticed the sudden lack of attention.

"A business associate of sorts."

The girl looked at Lucas, then back at the hippie. She shook her head back and forth as she wrapped her arms around his neck.

"I'm not even going to ask." she said.

Lucas suddenly stiffened, and not in a good way. Coming through the front doors were two men. One man was well dressed in what one would call traditional detective attire, while the other was a uniformed beat cop and most likely the other mans backup. The situation had just gone from comfortable to uncomfortable real fast.

"Is there a back door?" he asked pulling a $100 bill from his pocket and shoving it into her hands.

"Yeah it's over there by the stage. Its an employ only entrance though." she said.

"Thank you." he said removing the girl from her perch on his lap and getting quickly to his feet.

"Good luck with nursing school." he said and was walking toward Murry through the crowds.


Murry was sitting with his back to the bar looking at all the eye candy when he suddenly caught sight of the two cops as they waltzed through the place. Cursing under his breath for smelling so obviously like a giant bud he scrambled to his feet and was about to make a break for the door when suddenly he plowed straight into a brick of a man, bouncing slightly off him.

"There you are old friend!" said the man loudly, puzzling old Murry who was about to start protesting when the man put a vice like grip onto his shoulder and started forcing him across the room. "I have been looking all over for you." he said with a smile.

"Listen you, I don't know who the hell you think you are...." he started to say but was quickly silenced with a look from the man that sent an icy chill down his spine.

"Shut up and play along, unless you want to take a trip with out friends over there." he said referring to the two police officers who were eying the place down.

The two men quickly made there way toward the side door. Another beefcake bouncer moved to block the two men.

"Whats that bob? You feel sick?" he said "Well gak son, don't lose it in here" and with that Lucas pushed the man out through the door and into an ally.

"Hey, you can't use that door!" said the bouncer in a stern voice moving toward the closing door.

Lucas moved over and wrapped an arm around the guys shoulder.

"It's ok my friend. Didn't mean any harm by it. My friend over there has had a little to much to drink and I'm sure you can appreciate him not ruining everyone evening by losing it on one of these fine ladies." he said as here pulled a twenty from his pocket and tucked it into the bouncers.

"For any inconvenience this may have caused you." he said and turned to walk away.

Now all he had to do was get out himself.

(OOC: Fitzz, if you want to do a quick RP of the cops that is fine. My Character is trying to lay low and get out.)

So have I got all the focus now? Or are they still after Mordos char?

She never expected it. She was just out with her friends for a night out and was going home. She couldn't wait to just crash on the coach at the flat. That creature Smashed out of the sewer grating in front of her. She tried to scream, she tried to run, but she couldn't. She was too shocked. And that was all she could remeber. When she awoke again her neck was unbelievably stiff, she was lying in the ground in a sewer. The man had his back turned to her, he was musing over something shiney. Behind her a dirty man was shivering. The man turned to her.
You're awake now, hello. Let me introduce myself, I am Longinus, tha tsniveling wreck over there is Isaac Moon, and you are?
Im m m Suzie. what did you do to me
I'm sorry about our first encounter, the city is crawling with hunters and patroling cops. You have been embraced with the gift of undeath. NOw you need not rely on food and drink but upon the blood of mortals, you are a demi-god to be feared and worshipped by the herds that roam city streets. But hat must wait for you must learn the traditions, tempermant and control needed to tap into your full potential.

OOC: New NPC as long as the GM allows it
Name: Suzie Fletcher
Race: Vampire
Age: 22
Physical Appearance: 5'10'' Thin, Long blonde hair athletic body
Backgorund: Suzie is a trained beautician. she likes to party at the weekend and during the week worked at a beauty parlour ion the centre opf the city. She used to compete at long-distance running and still likes to keep in shape. (As a side note she has a personallity similar to a Toredor/Daeva if you know VtM/VtR respectivly)

Andy and Kara had been to two fast food places so far and both had their lobbies closed. It was looking like they would have to go back to the truck so they could go through the drive through. They walked around with the crowd, searching for a place to get some food. That's when they saw a few police officers standing near an apartment complex. They wondered what had happened but decided that it would be best to just continue walking.

"Look, over there." Andy said while pointing to a flashing neon sign.

They had found a diner that was still open and went inside, the smell of greasy burgers and other assorted foodstuffs filled their nostrils as they walked in. They looked around, it smelt good and looked clean. Like it was something from the 50's, there was even a jukebox in the far corner.

"What can I get for you two?" the waitress asked, holding a pad of paper.

"Can we get 10 burgers, 5 sides of fries, 4 cokes, and one milkshake? To go?" Andy asked as he pulled out his wallet.

"Sure thing darling," the waitress wrote everything down as the two sat at the counter, "what kind of milkshake would you like?"

"Chocolate if you've got it." Andy said, "How much?"

"63.48, with tax." the register rang as the numbers were punched in.

Andy handed the waitress four 20's and gave her a ten dollar tip.

Pontius led the man into the sewers, ignoring his protests at such environs. The Roman led the mortal back outside, carrying him to the farm house currently occupied by the Opriknikki, Rasputin crucified to the post just as he had left him. The Sage spat curses at him as he passed, and Ferris blanched at the sight.

"Where the feth are you taking me?"

"It is not for you to know, now be silent and no harm will befall you."

"Hell no, man! What the feth are you doing?! Who was the guy nailed to the post?" Foolishly, and shakily, Ferris leveled a gun at Pontius.

"I would not do such things if I were you." Said Pontius quietly.

"If you don't tell me what the feth is going on, I'll waste you!"

"Mortal, I am not in the mood, do not tempt me."

Ferris fired, the bullet blowing through the vampire's chest, failing to phase him. In a swift motion, Pontius grabbed the human's arm, holding it out straight, and delivered a bone-shattering uppercut to the elbow, bending the arm backwards. He then dragged the whimpering humanii inside the farmhouse, into the 'safekeeping' of the Opriknikki.

Shas'ui T'au Kais wrote:Ok now for some reason I am starting to think that was a BAD idea

Oh yeah it was...Expect federal involvement coming soon....

@ Larkin..

Your new NPC is fine with me...

Pinkerton and several uniforned officers entered Spiders bar and made their way towards the main bar,several patrons eyeing them suspiciously. as they moved through the crowd.
Reaching the bar Pinkerton gestured for the bartenders atention .
" I'm looking for someone Ma'am" Pinkerton said " I wonder if you might be of asistance?"
The bartender poped her gum and stared at the detective " I don't know anybody.." she smilled
Pinkerton rolled his eyes.." Ok Ma'am..we can do this the friendly way...or..I can have my men search your establishment..every inch of your establishment...if you get me" Pinkerton smilled
The bartender frowned " That a threat..?"
" No Ma'am " Pinkerton smiled " It's a gods honest promise ...Up to you."
" Who you looking for.." The woman said
" A Man named Ferris...I belive he's.." Pinkerton started but was cut of by the bartender.
" Billy Ferris ?" she laughed " That piece of gak...what do you want him for ?"
" Conections to several homicides " Pinkerton said flatly.
" What...that looser isn't a killer " The woman laughed " He's a big mouthed drunk"
" Never the less Ma'am " Pinkerton said supressing the urge to choke the woman " Have you seen him ?"
" He just left with some guy " The woman said
Pinkerton felt his blood run cold and pulled the photo of the perp from the station from his jacket shoving it towards the woman " Was this the guy ?"
The woman studied the photo for a moment..." It might be...it kind of looks like the same guy"
" That was him.." a young man in a leather jacket said " I remember the ring..."
Pinkerton turned to the man " Where did they go..how long ago?"
" hell if I know where they went" the man said " But they left about a half hour ago..."
With That Pinkerton was gathering his men " I want you to talk to anyone around this bar...shop keepers,street people...see if anyone saw them...and which way they headed" Pinkerton barked as he grabbed his radio to put out an APB on Ferris.

And the hunt is on..

Old Murry stared at the stranger...something was very familar about this man..but Murry just couldn't put his finger on it...something about his ..eyes...
Suddenly...Old Murry knew who the man was...he dropped to his knees at the mans feet..." I left ya my offerings.." Murry whispered trembleing with fear..."Please...I'll do whatever ya want...my life for you."

Their you go JP...Murry is your to do with what you will.

Ok guys...due to three police officers being killed....the city is about to get really hot really fast...FBI will be ariving shortly...Hunters this means impersination law enforcement is going to be extreamly risky ...it also means that searches are going to get extensive...so all you night feeders had better hide well...or get ready to fight.

A simple walk in the park is what I need, Mushatei thought to herself, as she drove the fatman's car to the central gardens. It was a nice car, a BWM Z4, a rich man's car.

She parked it in a metered spot, and broke the meter, like always. Locking the car, she was thinking about how she could get that ass Ferdinand out of jail. She needed him to do odd ends for her, like get groceries, kill werewolves on her territory, and break the dull cycle of 800 years of living. Now that he was incarcerated, he was no use. She needed to-

"Ma'am? Is this your car?" The policeman had his hand over his weapon, ready to fire.

"Yes, officer. Why do you ask?"

"Well, first, there is blood on the passenger seat, and second, that's the Mayor's car. I'm going to have to ask you to step away from the vehicle."

"Well, I can perfectly explain this. Here, let me get the note he gave me." She began hastily fishing in her purse for "the note"

"Ah. here it is, officer!" The gun flew out of her purse and into her hands. 100 years of practice will do that.

"I'm going to have to ask you to put your weapon down. Do not go for your radio, or I will shoot. I will take the car back to my apartment. There, the mayor will be asleep on my bed. You can take him AFTER me and my son leave. Understand?"

The policeman nodded.

"Good." The bullet pierced his brain going faster than a scramjet.

Now she was on the run. She knew where to go. Empire Prison.

She was going to pick up an old friend.

Investigator Collins looked apreciatively at two young women spining around on of the poles on the main stage of the Pink Pony..." Wish my wife could do that" he mumbled to himself before moving through the crowd to locate the clubs owner,what he found was a large man named Carlos,who Collins recognized from several prior prostitution cases he'd been involved with.
Carlos rolled his eyes upon seeing Collins and the uniformed officer aproach ..." I ain't got gak to say...you wanna talk to me..you do it through my lawer." Carlos said
" Now..Now Carlos.." Collins said shaking his head " It's not even like that...I just want to ask you some questions about Sandra Casey."
" Who ?" Carlos replied.
" Sandra Casey...she danced here..until September " Collins said
" Lot of girls dance here.." Carlos smiled " I don't know who your talking about.."
" Here..have a look " Collins said produceing a photo of the woman..
Carlos smiled again " Sandi Sin...oh yeah..I remember her...what about her."
" How close was she to Brianna James ?" Collins asked
" Hey.." Carlos said frowning " Sandi didn't have nothing to do with that...her and Bri was friends...Sandi flipped out when Brianna got killed"
Collins stared at the man
" I'm telling you Mr. Cop " Carlos said " If your trying to pin Brianna's death on Sandi...your barking up the wrong tree."
" What about Sandi's friends ?" Collins asked
" I don't know none of her friends.." Carlos said getting frustrated " Now look...I don't know what ya think ya know...but"
" Just one more question" Collins said producing another photo of the man from the police station " You ever see this man?"
Carlos peered at the photo and shook his head " Don't know him" he said...
" Mind if we ask around..?" Collins asked
" There's a two drink minimum if you wanna stay." Carlos smiled

Collins turned and saw another familar face,Crazy old Nurry...he was with some tough looking guy in leather heading towards the rear exit..." Wonder if old Murry is trying to avoid me" Collins thought and took a step towards the rear exit.
" Sir!!" The officer with Collins called quickly " We just got a call sir...two officers down!"
" What...Jesus christ" Collins said rushing out tohis car,the officer close behind.

Ok...Collins and other officers will be checking out Kais handiwork ...and making the some calls.
JP...Collins noticed you and Old Murry,he's busy ATM...but he was suspicious about Murry and your Char exiting through the rear...

Holy Gak...you guys are killing cops faster than Ice-T...

@ Chowder...

The officers Dash Cam just recorded your actions,vehicle and plates...you and little Pablo had better get a move on..


MAJOR EVENTS COMING ...and...not everyone is going to live through them.

FITZZ wrote: Holy Gak...you guys are killing cops faster than Ice-T...

@ Chowder...

The officers Dash Cam just recorded your actions,vehicle and plates...you and little Pablo had better get a move on..

First, that made me laugh.

Second, it's the mayor's car. I'll just ditch it and Wolf my way there.

Major NPC
Player- Mordoskul
Character- Oliver Lane
Race-Vampire
Physical Description- This eccentric englishman wears clothing taken from a victorian painting, with a beige suit and a black stove-top hat. His razor-sharp features are surrounded by his black hair.
Equipment- Set of flensing knives, revolver with silver bullets, cane.
Backstory- Oliver Lane was born an orphan in the streets of London, he was adopted by a gang of killers and thieves, moulding the small child into a murderer. After his gang was killed by a raging Pontius, Oliver was spared due to his cruelty, and was Embraced by the Roman. Now wandering the world as the goto man for the Covens whenever they need to send a message, Oliver now comes to Empire City as a favor to his sire, Pontius.
Other Info- Oliver has done a great deal of research on the members of Pinkerton's task force, and plans on killing one every night until the Blade is recovered.

Paul Phillips was the first on Oliver's list, his house standing before the slender man in the darkness. Deftly picking the lock, the vampire slid within. Silence and efficiency were his trademarks, and the sleeping wife and child died without a sound, their throats opened by cruel knives. Shortly afterwards, Paul came home, only to find himself wearing a second smile as he dropped to the ground. Dipping his fingers in the officer's blood, he painted the words- "Sanguis Bebimus, Corpus Edimus", then slid back out into the night.

Lingua Mortua, Sola Lingua Bene Est.

Mordoskul wrote:
Ferris fired, the bullet blowing through the vampire's chest, failing to phase him. In a swift motion, Pontius grabbed the human's arm, holding it out straight, and delivered a bone-shattering uppercut to the elbow, bending the arm backwards. He then dragged the whimpering humanii inside the farmhouse, into the 'safekeeping' of the Opriknikki.

Sorry to say this Mordoskul, but I believe that 'humanii' is the plural form, you want to use 'humanus' for the singular.

Julius Caeser walks into a bar and looks at the bartender.

"I would like a martinus." Caeser says to the bartender.

"Don't you mean martini?" the bartender asks.

"If I wanted more than one I would've asked for them." Caeser replied.

Yeah, I'm cool.

BIC:

Andy was drinking his milkshake when his phone went off again. He stopped for a second and looked at the phone, another text from the hunter network. Andy had lost all surprise from these texts already. It had been the third or fourth he had received since arriving in the city.

"Seems like tonights the night for all the parties." Andy said shaking his head, "Is it always like this around here?"

"Not really." Kara said while looking out of the diner's window at the police standing near the apartment complex's door, "I think a hunter lives there, Maglellen, Majellin, or something."

"Excuse me ma'am, do you know what happened over there?" Kara asked the waitress.

"Something about a shooting, but I'm not sure." the waitress stuck out her lower lip in thought, "They said the guy they arrested was crazy, shouting stuff about werewolves and what not."

"What a loon." Kara agreed with the waitress and waited for her to walk away before talking to Andy, "Yep, a hunter used to live there, but he's probably in jail now."

"What do you guys usually do about that?" Andy asked.

"Bribe the cops." Kara said lowly, "Sometimes the cops owe us a favor for certain things."

"You know what," Andy began, "sometimes I think the only difference between us and the mob is that we go after vamps instead of money."

The cops at the apartment complex began to disperse, some of them jumped in their patrol cars and drove off. Andy and Kara both watched as this happened. Something had caused them to leave their post and it probably wasn't donuts. Andy was busy texting on the phone while Kara continued to watch the drama. Red and blue flashing lights lit the air as they sped off. Andy's phone buzzed shortly after his text was sent.

"We have some options." Andy said as he put his phone back in his pocket.

"About what?" Kara asked.

"Your friend Majello," Andy looked towards the apartment as well, "I told the network about his possible arrest and detainment, they said that bribes were in place and we could pick him up."

Kara mulled the idea over in her head, they had a vamp back at the house and two guys there waiting. Then again there was a hunter in jail.

"We'll take care of the business with Hawthorne first." Kara said, then take care of our friend. The waitress soon produced three large white bags filled with burgers and fries and a drink carrier with three sodas. Andy and Kara took their food and started to walk back to the truck.

"Have you ever heard the joke about the prisoner who escaped from jail and broke into a house with a young couple in it?" Andy asked while smiling.

Above on the roof tops a pair of red eyes tracked Andy and Kara as the exited the cafe, "Hunters" the thing hissed.
As the two climbed into their truck and drove away...it followed.

Ok Nachos...you've got a Vampire (Sindri) stalking your little party now...He's been out hunting Hawthorne and caught his scent...on Andy and Kara...He'll be following you back to were the Hunters are holding Hawthorne.