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Wait, jp, I could have sworn your character was a Werewolf?

BIC:............lifeless part 4..............

Sky pulled up next to an old wooden house, she glanced at it to confirm she had the right adress. She plucked the swirling light from the roof and threw it onto the passanger seat. She checked if her gun was loaded and got out of the car. The house lay just outside the city it was erected in the victorian style. Sky didn't like that she preffered the modern open houses. She walked across the street she saw movement behind the window. The door opened when she reached the porch. Pinkerton walked outside "Still playing Fed?" he asked. Pinkerton seemed nervous, she could see his feet shaking. "What happened?" she asked. "Come inside." she did what Pinkerton asked and walked in. She entered the living area everything was hastily thrown aside. The only thing standing was a table with something on it. She could see the figures of man in it. "Who's this?" a man said entering the living room his hand loosly on his weapon. "Ellis, meet.....?" "Special agent Dinozzo." Pinkerton raised his eyebrows, that name sounded familliar. ".... Dinozzo. She's .... an expert on this stuff." Pinkerton pulled the sheet of the table revealing an old man with a stake pierced through his heart. "Idiot!" Sky screamed as she pulled out her pistol. "Whoa, I wouldn't do that." ellis said aiming his gun at Sky. "Whats wrong, he's dead." Pinkerton said. "Staking doesn't help" she sneered "That's just an old wifes story, it only paralyses them." Pinkerton cursed as he pulled out his gun. "How do we kill it?" "Sunlight or decapitation." Ellis raised his hands "Sorry to crash your party, but how can you be sure this is a..... Vampire." The last word almost came out unhearable as if Ellis didn't knew if he was going crazy. Sky walked to the body and opened his mouth. She gestured the cops to come closer. She pushed arounf in his gum until two fang smoothly sprung up. "Proof enough?" She asked looking to the bewilderd face off the cops. "I believe you." Ellis whispered shocked. "What can we do?" "Get a butcher knife." Ellis quickly dissapeared in the kitching and came with the large knife. Sky recieved the weapon from Ellis and raised it to ths sky. "Wait, let me do it." Sky thought about it and handed it over. "If you do this, there is no going back." Pinkerton nodded and lifted the butcher knife. It took him several tries to finaly get through the spine, dark blood spatters where everywhere. Ellis almost turned green and vomited on the floor. Sky laid her hand onto Pinkertons shoulder. They looked at each others bloodied faces. "Welcome fellow hunter."

Ellis turned back up after emptying his stumach for the third time. "What do we do with the body?" "Burn it." sky simply stated. Pinkerton nodded his mind still to hyped to process all information to the part of his brain that cared. "Tell me about my city." Sky telled him everything she knew. "So all vamps and wolves going around town?" he asked while cleaning his face with the sheet that had been layin on the vampire. Sky nodded. "So those thing that attacked the hospital were werewolfs." Sky nodded again. Pinkerton clenched his head between his hands. The information he had recieved was to much for his head to contain. Sky waited until the cop would start talking again, it had no use to rush him. She glanced over to Ellis who sat in his comfy chair, looking at the ceiling. It was so quiet that sky heared Nature awakakening from her night sleep. Sky close her eyes as the firs ray of lights touched her face. Pinkerton suddenly jumped out of the sofa. "Hanks.... he has been bitten by them." The warm fuzzy feelings sky had suddenly turned ice cold. "Where?" "uhm...Mercy Hospital." "Colt!" Sky quickly ran out of the house. There was a wolf in the hospital and Colt was to drugged to defend himself. She jumped into the mercedes and placed the blue light back on his spot. The side door opened and Pinkerton crawled next to her. "My mess, my problem." He said. Sky had no time to kick hem out. She floored the gas pedal and raced towards the hospital. She hoped that she would be there in time.

Oliver Lane picked his way through the crowded streets, the Mask keeping the glare of the sun from obliterating his pale flesh. The cattle did not seem to notice his presence due to a simple spell taught to him by a German magus over a century ago. Weaving towards the Empire City Police Station, he transformed into a pale-white spider, crawling along the wall as to avoid the cameras. Creeping under the door of the evidence locker, Oliver became the man once again, crushing the windpipe of a startled officer to prevent a cry of alarm. Deftly snapping his neck, the Englishman pulled the severed hand of a burglar from his black bag. Holding the Hand of Glory in front of the correct box, it clicked open to reveal the cloth wrapped object within. Gently lifting it from it's case, careful not to touch it directly, Oliver slipped it into his bag with distaste. There was one more task for him to complete at the station, one loose-end to tie up. Warping into the spider, Oliver crawled through the crack between the door and the tile, transforming back to face his intended prey. Sandi gave a strangled cry of surprise as Oliver drove the blade of his cane sword through her heart. Dipping his fingers in her blood, he traced the words; "Sanguis Bebimus, Corpus Edimus", before daubing "Seek me" beneath it. The Blade now in his possession, the assassin became the spider, and slipped back out of the station, making for a burned out wreck of a department store. in the slums. Yet retrieving the Blade was but one of many tasks Pontius had given him. It was going to be a long day. Once safely inside the store, Oliver resumed his natural form, and drew a small cellular phone he had taken from his latest victim, and dialed. When the man on the other end answered in a gruff, if rather strained voice, Oliver smiled and said; "Hullo Pinkerton."

@ Mordoskul...

Well...that was unexpected ..nicely played,The Blade of Ages is now in Vampire hands.
Bit surprised Oliver didn't kill Sandi while he was in the station..

FITZZ wrote: @ Mordoskul...

Well...that was unexpected ..nicely played,The Blade of Ages is now in Vampire hands.
Bit surprised Oliver didn't kill Sandi while he was in the station..

CRAAAAPPP! EDITING!

So let me see if I have this straight, you were able to magically shrink a solid object to the size small enough to be carried by a spider?

I can see you being able to transform yourself, but to be able to use that ability on ANYTHING is abit much, don't you think? And on top of that, you killed yet another cop.......why?

jp400 wrote:So let me see if I have this straight, you were able to magically shrink a solid object to the size small enough to be carried by a spider?

I can see you being able to transform yourself, but to be able to use that ability on ANYTHING is abit much, don't you think? And on top of that, you killed yet another cop.......why?

Think of the bag like a Bag of Holding, plus Oliver is sending a message that he may kill as he pleases, and there is nothing Pinkerton can do to stop him.

Except kill himself...

BIC:

Andy snored.

jp400 wrote:So let me see if I have this straight, you were able to magically shrink a solid object to the size small enough to be carried by a spider?

I can see you being able to transform yourself, but to be able to use that ability on ANYTHING is abit much, don't you think? And on top of that, you killed yet another cop.......why?

...

To be perfectly honest JP,I too considered that fact as well,I was wondering exactly how a spider managed to carry a knife,a magic burglary hand and a cell phone...but...if I'm going to accept that Oliver can transform into a spider in the first place..then I suppose I'll let the fact he's able to "shrink" smaller objects along with him slide...

Basicly I'm chalking it up to the "fact" that Pontius is an exreamly ancient and powerful Vampire with all sorts of charms and potents and various "Magic" items...however..I would ask Mordoskul to not "go overboard" with this..

...As for yet another police officer dying...apparently being a cop in Empire City now carries the same life expectincy as being a Guardsman going toe to toe with Ghazzie.

Also...I have an "event" that will occur at the Hospital...which may become a two part event depending on how things play out..

Plus...I have a second situation (which will result from Oliver phone call and a discovery on Rasputians body) that will probably result in another event soon...

Can't wait to talk to Pinky.

Mordoskul wrote:Can't wait to talk to Pinky.

Feel free to RP the conversation if you'd like to Mordoskul...
But keep in mind that ATM...Pinkerton is with Sky racing to the Hospital in hopes of getting to Hanks before he "Wolfs Out" and eats Colt...

Also...I must insist that Oliver not venture out again until Sundown...the protective garb he has may prevent the effects of the Sun killing him for a while...but even he isn't able to withstand derict sunlight indefinatly..

Ah, right. Also, I don't know Pinkerton half as well as you do, and would feel more at ease if you ran as him for the time being. From now on I'll keep the meta to a minimum.

Mordoskul wrote:Ah, right. Also, I don't know Pinkerton half as well as you do, and would feel more at ease if you ran as him for the time being. From now on I'll keep the meta to a minimum.

I can do that...no problem,just shoot me a PM with some of the key points Oliver has to say to Pinkerton and I'll write it up...I have a basic idea of how the conversation would go...but your input will help flesh it out...

The van pulled up into the emergency entrance of the hospital. Lucas exited the vehicle and the van went into a holding pattern circling the block around the building. He quietly approached the ambulance bays and waited for his moment.

When the coast was clear, he ducked into the heated bay and made his way to the passenger side storage compartment and opened the door. Reaching inside he pulled out a EMS jacket, a pair of latex gloves,the rigs police band hand held, and a light blue ball cap. He quietly closed the door and donned the gear in the shadows doing his best not to draw attention to himself.

Once he was geared up, he boldly walked through the service entrance into the patient transfer area. He spotted a wheelchair sitting outside an empty exam room and grabbed it, pushing it in front of him up to the shift office desk.

"Can I help you?" asked the heavyset woman wearing pink scrubs from behind her desk.

"Yes, I'm here for a critical care transfer." he said showing his pearly whites.

"Patients name?" she asked

He pulled out a clipboard with some gibberish written on it and pretended to read it.

"Hank, Aron... Male age..." he started to say and luckily his bluff paid off as he was cut short.

"Oh, the cop that was brought in here earlier?" she said "Nasty state he is in. Lucky to be alive."

"Indeed." he mused.

"Room 251. Take the elevator up to the 3rd floor and it is down the hall on the right."

"Thank hun." he said and turned and walked off toward the elevator shafts.

Ding

The elevator doors opened on the 3rd floor and Lucas stepped out of it into the pasty green hallway. He followed the signs posted everywhere and soon found himself standing infront of Hank's room. He pushed the door open and made sure it closed behind him. He then locked it.

The man was sweating and mumbling to himself in his bed to the steady beep of the heart monitor. Lucas knew instantly that the man was in the process of turning, and close to it at that. He had to act fast.

Walking over he pulled restraints from the bedside drawer and quickly attached them to the mans arms and legs. Once he was secure, he walked over to a cabinet and searched around for a moment before producing a 12 guage needle and a bottle of colloidal silver, which is commonly used to treat external infections and acts as a antiseptic and disinfectant.

He plunged the needle through the self sealing rubber top and filled the entire syringe with the liquid.

"What....are...you doing?"

Lucas looked at the man in the bed who had just woken up and was lying there staring at him.

"Hello. I heard that you were having trouble sleeping and are plagued by nightmares. It is a side effect of the medication you are currently taking. I am here to fix that mistake."

The man let out a relived smile. "Good..." was all he said.

Lucas inserted the syringe into the IV port and gave him the whole 9 yards. He then inserted the used device into a red sharps container and quietly unplugged the Nurse Alert button before letting himself out, making sure the still locked door closed firmly behind him to slow anyone down.

Turning to walk down the hallway, he smiled to himself. The man would be dead any moment now, and there wasn't anything anyone could do about it.

...Well...hell...

JP in one fell swoop you just changed the entire dynamics of what I had planned to happen at the Hospital...

No worries though...It works and can be added to the overall storyline...

Glad to keep you on your toes.

Somebody has to run around and tie up loose ends... the hunters are doing a pretty poor job of it as of late.

But we weren't aware...i'm a rogue hunter, blame nachos he's a well informed network hunter.

But glad we have an unknow werewolf sidekick

But i'm bummed not to get any action at the hospital. I wanted to kill something.... Page 11 and still no kills

Pinkerton sat next to Vegas as she weaved in an out of the early morning traffic...slowly and methodicly the Detective loaded a magazine with the Silver rounds then stared at Vegas.
" So...this...this is all for real?...Vampires..Werewolves..it's all real?" Pinkerton said.
Vegas nodded,her concerns for Colt growing with each passing moment " Very real" she said shortly.
Pinkerton simply nodded...accepting the statement completely...he started to ask Vegas exactly what she intended to do when his phone begin to ring...

" Pinkerton." he said answering it.
"Good morning Detective.." a rasping voice chuckled on the end of the line.
Pinkerton frowned " Who's this?"
" You need not worry about my identity Detective" the voice said " We shall meet very soon.."
" Look pal...I've no time for bull gak...who.." Pinkerton began but was cut off.
" In fact Detective...until I have the pleasure of making your aqauntince ..I will be helping one member of your task force shuffle off their mortal coil every night." the voice said coldly.
" What..?" Pinkerton said.
" I belive your understood me Detective" the voice said " One member of your task force will die every night...until it's your turn." a small laugh.
" You...you were in my house!" Pinkerton roared,Vegas looked at him with concern.
" Oh indeed I was Detective...Charming little hovel it was...of course...not as nice as other homes I..visited" The voice laughed.
" Canturberry..and Phillips..You visit their homes as well you son of a bitch.." Pinkerton said
A low chuckle from the other end was all the answer Pinkerton needed.
" Bastard.." Pinkerton whispered..
" No need to be angry Detective." The voice said " In fact...allow me to assist you ..it's the least I can do..I bring to your attention the fact that some of your new...associates have one of our kind...an unsavoury little worm named Hawthorne in their...custody ."
Pinkerton turned staring at Vegas for a moment...
" And to further prevent you from being...cross..if you'll permit me a small bon mot..A..gift was left for you to discover..."
Pinkerton frowned,puzzeling for a moment.." If you mean that thing on the cross...It's been dealt with." he said.
The voice on the end of the line burst out laughing.." Ah Detective...than you have made waste of a clue...shame..I'd hoped for more from you."
" Oh you won't be disapointed when I find you." Pinkerton said,anger rising in his voice.
A light cold chuckle..." Detective...I belive I will be...your not half the oppenent I'd hoped for..not by far."
" I'm going to kill you...you bastard." Pinkerton said softly.
" No Detective...but I shall indeed kill you" The voice hissed " Perhaps in the night as you slumber...Cutting your throat from ear to ear...or..maybe I'll bleed you...nice and slow...until you beg for your release."
The voice chuckled softly " Rest assured Detective...you will know pain unlike any you have known."
" I'll find you.." Pinkerton said..a barely contained fury boiling inside..
The voice sighed and the cold laugh came again..." I'm counting on it Detective....Seek me."
The line went dead.
Pinkerton tossed the phone to the floor of the car and looked up...they had reached the Hospital.

sillyboy wrote:But we weren't aware...i'm a rogue hunter, blame nachos he's a well informed network hunter.

But glad we have an unknow werewolf sidekick

But i'm bummed not to get any action at the hospital. I wanted to kill something.... Page 11 and still no kills

No worries Silly....even with JPs Silver pumping through his viens...Hanks isn't completely out of the running yet...

Basiclly...Hanks is dying...but in his agony and madness...he is going to make one last ditch effort to seek out "that smell" and destroy it,beliveing in his twisted state that it is connected to his agony....

a clue

Hawthorne

Vampire intrest in Pinkerton

I'm so confused right now.

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edit; does this mean event ?

Aron Hanks tilted his head back an issued a silent scream...the anguish he was expireanceing to large for sound,his very blood felt as though it had been transformed into white hot fire,imolating him from within...
and still...that smell...that horrid god damned smell...it tormented him...it...it had to somehow be the source of all his pain..with a huge effort...Hanks rose from his bed...pulling the IVs and moniters from his body.
He took several shaky steps and crumpled to the floor...agony flaring through his fevered brain.
" Find it...devoure it.." He whispered rising to his feet again...the nails on his hands growing to sharp ebony claws as he entered the silent hallway.
The scent...it was much stronger...much more maddening..his seering brain began to pound with a nauseating rythme ...pounding inside his skull...threatening to shatter it from within...
Hanks was no longer aware of his surroundings...he didn't notice as his teeth grew to fangs inside his mouth or the light patches of hair that began to sprout from his body...he was lost in discovering the source of that scent...and rending it to pieces.
He paused,sniffing the air...the scent had grown even stronger...behind this door was the source of his agony,Hanks tried to read the words printed on a small card on the door "James Watson" it read...His rapidly decaying brain could make no sense of what he saw...all that was left was the urge to kill whatever he'd find on the other side of this portal...with a clawed hand he shoved the door open.
Behind him...an elevator arrived at the floor.

There you go Silly...Vegas and Pinkerton have arrived just in time to see Hanks enter Colts room...you'll have to act fast..as one bite or scratch from Hanks spells doom for poor Colt.
PM me with your actions and I'll do the combat resolution....

sillyboy wrote:a clue

Hawthorne

Vampire intrest in Pinkerton

I'm so confused right now.

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edit; does this mean event ?

Don't worry Silly...everything will eventually make sense...I think..

...And yes...you have an event.

JP...your not obligated to this event...but may PM me if you wish for your Character to take any specific actions....otherwise ...he'll just leave the Hospital.

PM sent.

...Cool, I'm breaking out the dice and minis right now...
Due to the fact JP poisoned Hanks...he's going to be at -1 wound to start as well as fighting in Human form (not wolf) at -1 stats.

Combat resolution is done...Did Hanks get to Colt?...Did Pinkerton and Vegas stop him?...did one of them get bit?...stay tuned.

Aargh the agony..... OMG does Vegas have her own miniature version?

Can we see all of our minis, FITZZ?

Please?

Combat Resolution..........

The Elevator door slid open and Vegas saw with a twinge of horror the thing entering Colts Room.." C'mon" she shouted at Pinkerton charging towards the closing door..
Inside the Room...the Thing that had once been Officer Aron Hanks glared at the figure on the bed...this was the source of his pain...this was what had caused all his anguish...he let out a low roar and stepped forward,once again crumpleing to the floor as the silver in his Blood stream coursed through his frame.
Colt opened his eyes and stared into the eyes of the partialy transformed Hanks...who was slowly rising to his feet a mouthful of dagger like teeth exposed and poised for the kill.
" This just isn't my day.." Colt muttered
The door swung open and Pinkerton and Vegas rushed into the small room,weapons in hand,Vegas crying out at the man beast..." Leave him alone you mother fether!!" she shouted..
The thing that had been Hanks was dimly aware of the new scents...but his hate was fixed on the form before him...this...above all..must be devoured.

With a ear splitting roar the beast lunged for Colt...it's razor like talons cutting through the air intent on flaying flesh from bone...
In one painful motion...Colt threw his pillow at the creature and rolled of the bed..impacting painfully with the floor.

The pillow exploded in a burst of feathers as Hanks claws sliced into it,filling the small room with floating fiber.

" Kill it!!" Vegas shouted at Pinkerton and fired her sawed off punching a huge bloody hole into Hanks midsection,Pinkerton fired but the shoot went wide impacting with the far wall.
Hanks screamed ...a high beastial howl of pain as the silver slug entered his stomach...dropping to one knee..it glared at Vegas with a burning hatred...and leapt for her throat.

In a flash of claws,the woman found herself being flung back against the far wall...she'd been tagged..." feth me!!" Vegas thought as she glanced at her chest expecting to see ruined and torn flesh...instead...she saw the interior of the kevlar vest she'd put on...ripped open...but still intact...she breathed a small sigh of relief and rolled to her feet as the creature lunged again barely missing her.

" Hanks!!" Pinkerton bellowed at the thing,causing it to pause for a fraction of a second...it was all the time Vegas needed...she quickly drew her pistol and fired a round of pure Silver into Hanks skull...the bullet mushrooming inside the mans brain destroying it as it spread it's leathal poisions inside...

Hanks took a shuffleing step forward...his eyes suddenly human fixed on Vegas...a look of gratitude passed over his face...then he toppled to the floor a pool of blood spreading underneath him.

Colt peeked up from behind the bed..." Ok...that's it...I'm out of here." He said.

Pinkerton stared at Vegas as the sounds of people approaching filled the hallway..." I'll deal with the staff.." He said...pulling a small revolver from an ankle holster and passing it to Vegas..." Wipe this down and plant it on Hanks.." Pinkerton said as he left the room

Well...there you go Silly...Colt is Alive and well...and Vegas just squeeked out of being a Wolf...hope you enjoyed it.

@ Everyone...

Yes each of you has a mini to represent their character..but it's not very individulized.

all police are Praetorians,Pinkerton is a Praetorian Officer.
All Werewolves are Plaugebeares.
Vamps are represented by some unpainted Daemonettes.
And Hunters are my sons Space Marine Command sqaud.