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Post by Hilja Kukkanen/Sasha Pisarev on Dec 6, 2008 0:53:33 GMT -5
To Isvara, Jose, and Mollie
The party is pretty crazy now. I am not sure what to think or even what to do. People are leaving, but others are just hear thinking it is part of the show. Afterall, Keitoleinen butchered rare animals earlier. So..there is a lot of confusion. I feel very alone and weak..so I decide to go stand by some ...friendly looking people...so that I am not so isolated.
I notice a group of three..sort of misplaced looking people. They are not running, cheering, or really doing anything. So, I approach them.
"Do you guys know what's going on here?" I ask them. "I think...hey, do you want to help me find my brother? I am afraid to be alone right now. Things are just so chaotic...and I don't belong here. If we can find him, he will know what's going on." I say to these strangers.
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Jack O. Trades
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Mafia Jack of All Trades
Come on! Gimme a smile!
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Post by Jack O. Trades on Dec 6, 2008 0:56:14 GMT -5
Blinking twice he heard steps coming up the stairs he turned around tilting his head to one side as he noticed the tearful girl barging after him. He grew even more confused as he saw another woman follow up behind her. A broad smile put on his face as he waved franticly at the android as the door closed. Keeping a small smile on his lips he began to walk slowly towards the crying woman. Stopping in the middle of the room he clicked his heels together only to throw his arms out to either side before saying "Just having a few laughs"
From each respective hands what flew from them was clearly two yo-yo's. As each of the wheels lodged themselves into a notched hole in the burned walls. Reaching forward he grabbed at the girl's wrist intending to drag her with him as both wheels made a small explosion leaving a gaping hole in the wall on opposite sides of the room. As he ran through one of the new holes he pulled out the trigger once more clicking it one more time, a bomb in a room on the opposite hall bursting into flames.
Stopping in the second room his eyes darted around the room only focus onto a window. With a broadening grin he would ignore any cries from the woman beside him as his arm gripped the woman by the waist as he leapt out the window. Throwing his head back an ear splitting cackle escaped him as he reached into his coat and pulled out what appeared to be an umbrella "Always loved this gag" releasing the switch the umbrella snapped open as the two floated lazily down to the ground. As he stood steadily he tossed the umbrella off into a bush only to begin walking off towards the street patting the girl's head "See you round kid" with that he put his hands into his pocket beginning to whistle the funeral dirge.
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Kyra Majarae
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Assassin/Mercenary/Terrorist
I'll Steal Your Heart.....literally....
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Post by Kyra Majarae on Dec 6, 2008 0:58:01 GMT -5
Kyra smiled at him and then heard foorsteps. The first were Jack's and she whirrled around and pulled out a pistol and shot the door, barely missing Anya. The third were the creditor, Annika's. Kyra smiled and put away her pistol. She smiled at Annika. "Well well well. We have a creditor on our hands. Hello...Annika 25. I assure you we are handling this just fine. You can go back to your party and enjoy everything, there is nothing to fear." She smiled as she eyed the door that Jack and Anya were behind. But Jack and Anya started to run for it. Setting off explosions while leaving.
She hissed and couldn't wait any longer. She ran after Jack and Anya and started firing at them. ((OOC: Anya is my character so I can hit her >.>)) She hit Anya in the arm and then stopped as they had jumped from a window. She looked at Jack and growled, she would get him....one day...
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Emmet Fawkes
Friend
Null Hitman
?No, I don't keep body count, but you do, and I love you for it."
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Post by Emmet Fawkes on Dec 6, 2008 1:01:13 GMT -5
Bishop eyed the pink-haired girl. Honestly, he'd never seen a creditor in the flesh. There was a sense of excitement rushing up at this encounter and he puffed out his chest, a maniacle grin stretched across his face—of course, it couldn't be seen. He didn't know anything about her, but she had nice hair, to be completely frank, it was a nice shade of bubblegum pink. Taking one stride forward, he didn't get to far, as he saw her speeding towards him—his eyes could only make out some of the movements. She was so fast! Her eyes were glowing, and he sensed that it wouldn't be smart of him to try and take a jab at her. The girls' fist smashed him in the stomach, and he toppled backwards from the force. It felt like a ton of bricks hit him. What was she? Although, he sat on his bottom cackling insanely, holding his stomach and trying to calm himself. “You... oh... oh you!” He breathed between laughter, his breathing hissing between the small slit of his mask. “Your a machine, look at you go!” He wheeled, staggering to his feet. Her fist... was it made of metal or something? “I'm not the villain here, I'm just your everyday friendly neighbour, come to give good children candy!” Holding his stomach, he straightened his posture. “The tyke your looking for is looked in there.” He pointed towards the door Jack disappeared into. “With a pretty girl, better hop on in and save her, bubblegum.”
The man staggered when another explosion went off, and he hurried past the pink-haired woman, not glancing behind her. The tyke escaped, he knew it, and he wanted to catch him before he left. Giggling in spite of himself, he jumped on the banister and slid down it, hopping off and half skipped-half jogged from the mansion. Looking this way and that, he spotted Isvara, Jose, Mollie and that woman he was speaking to early. But the purple-suited man wasn't in sight. Sighing, he rubbed his chin.
"Naughty, naughty."
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Anya Louteius
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Singer/Musician
I'm Laughing On The Outside =D
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Post by Anya Louteius on Dec 6, 2008 1:05:28 GMT -5
Anya watched him and walked toward him and then covered her ears and started screaming as the explosions started going off. He grabbed her wrist and she started screaming. "Let me go! Let me go!" She yelled in pain as she was shot in the arm. Then he jumped out a window with her and was holding her by the waist. She started screaming then, too. "Don't let me go! Don't let me go!" She hid her face in his chest and then he pulled out an umbrella and they floated lazily to the ground. She was let go and she fell to her knees. She looked up at him and he started to leave her after softly speaking to her.
She ran after him. "Wait! Wait!" She tried ot stop him and then she touched his shoulder and smiled at him. "Take me with you? Please?" SHe looked up at him hopeful he would.
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Post by Annika 25 on Dec 6, 2008 1:12:01 GMT -5
Annika turns and watches Jack and Kyra escape after some sort of trick and explosion on the part of Jack. On the hand, Emmet seemed amused by the pain..and the fact she was a machine. He told her that Jack was the one responsible. She was unsure how to proceed.
She paused for a moment to weigh her options. She decided to give Emmet one last strong punch..this time to the head...but he slid down the baniister.
She decided to ignore him. She used her ability to fly to fly over debris and through a hole in the wall to the outside.
At this point, she began searching for Jack and Kyra, who had quickly escaped while she was involved with dealing with Emmet.
She floated to the ground, but hovered several feet above it, quickly searching the area.
"I can not let them escape. I am a perfect machine and I must never fail." She told herself.
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Jack O. Trades
New Comer
Mafia Jack of All Trades
Come on! Gimme a smile!
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Post by Jack O. Trades on Dec 6, 2008 1:17:02 GMT -5
Looking over his shoulder a brow raised as he stared at this girl who was following him. So she wanted to come with him, she may be more entertaining then he thought. Plus she had a smile, he could at least hear her out "Oh really....and why is that?" His eyes darted once to the trickle of blood from her arm and he lapped at his scars once more, trailing them from inside his mouth with his tongue. Turning back he continued walking towards the street to look at his watch as he spoke the possibilities racing through his mind leaving him feeling as happy as a child in a toy store though his voice became disinterested "Talk and walk kiddo, you're not gonna leave me be so why shouldn't I leave ya with a pretty lil smile"
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Li Violette
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The Speaker
"Communism is not love. Communism is a hammer which we use to crush the enemy" -Mao
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Post by Li Violette on Dec 6, 2008 1:21:03 GMT -5
I enter the office of the Moderator and take a seat before his desk. There is a long silence between us. I look at him. His face is completely calm, but I know he must have some worries.
I fold my hands on my lap and finally find the courage to say something to him.
"Well...Ariel...you called me here. What do you make of the situation?" I ask calmly.
I can hold my own and as one of the..more important members of the collective Blessed, I can use Manala energy. I have little to fear for myself. But..there are others. They will be quite afraid I think.
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Anya Louteius
Friend
Singer/Musician
I'm Laughing On The Outside =D
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Post by Anya Louteius on Dec 6, 2008 1:21:27 GMT -5
Anya smiled at him and walked with him and told him all the reasons she wanted to stay with him. "It was so exciting what you did at the party. I've never seen anything like it before and I just want to feel that all the time. You just have no clue....well maybe you do, but I'm just not happy with this life. I thought it was what I wanted, but it's not. I'm tired of living off small highs that don't even last that long. So I thought maybe you could help me." She smiled up at him again and skipped along beside him.
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Bonifaz Artz-Lehrer
Regular
Nihlist Terrorist Leader
Nothing is true, everything is permitted.
Posts: 146
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Post by Bonifaz Artz-Lehrer on Dec 6, 2008 1:28:33 GMT -5
Bonifaz remained concealed for a while, doing his best to evesdrop on the situation in the mansion. He heard from a maid that a Creditor was after some sort of communist rebel. He was unaware of any communist rebel groups. In fact, the organization he was trying to build was one of the only anti manalist organizations he could think of...if such a thing could even be called an organization.
He left the pantry area out of curiosity for all that was transpiring or had transpired in the mansion.
He left in time to see a man slide down the banister and rush out of the mansion. He decided to follow. So he cautiously followed the man outside and came up behind him.
"Do you know what's going on here?" He asked calmly.
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Emmet Fawkes
Friend
Null Hitman
?No, I don't keep body count, but you do, and I love you for it."
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Post by Emmet Fawkes on Dec 6, 2008 1:30:17 GMT -5
Good thing Bishop doggedly swiped to the side before the pink-haired girl could knock him straight to Cloud Nine, her punches were deadly, and he'd still feel his aching stomach in the morning. For a second, as he licked his lips and ran them over his teeth, he thought about tailing Mr. J. But then again, he had more important things on his agenda, he could catch up to what's-his-face later, for now, he had more people to traumatize, torture and toy with. People were his little toys. Adjusting his mask, he ran his tongue along the jagged scars that stretched up his from his lips, and muttered something about people not getting jokes.
The Android was gone, Kyra was gone, Jack and her little blushing girlfriend was gone, and he wasn't having fun. He was getting bored, and when he was bored, he recited little plots in his head—who to get, who to get, who to get. How could he shake things up a bit? He moved between some panicky people, only side-glancing at the pretty woman talking to Jose, and Isvara. Whistling quietly, he stopped and began humming, “What's New Pussycat." Before he got the chance to leave, a man came up questioning what was going on. Who was he?
"Well, there was some amateur tyke blowing things up." He explained calmly, squinting his eyes at him. Was this Bonifaz? He matched the description. "Some uppity thug, kidnapped some girl, too."
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Jack O. Trades
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Mafia Jack of All Trades
Come on! Gimme a smile!
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Post by Jack O. Trades on Dec 6, 2008 1:32:28 GMT -5
(don't worry folks ;D I'm not done here yet. Wait, is bonifaz talkin to me or emmet?)
With a passive shrug he chucked a pen over his shoulder towards the girl "Alright then, you'll get a shot." Wheeling about he leaned down inches from the girl's face a inhuman fury burning in his eyes "Dont. Lose. That." His anger disappeared as quickly as it came a broad smile back on his lips as he continued his pace his grin grew wider as he saw a vehicle pull up into the street "You'll know when to click it." Banging his hand onto the side of the car a man in a clown mask opened the door. With a flamboyant bow he motioned to the van "Step into my office and we'll begin you're.....initiation"
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Post by Tuesday DeCastro on Dec 6, 2008 1:39:10 GMT -5
Tuesday gawked after the woman, completely baffled. A man in a purple suit? Where did he come in? Part of her wanted to go back upstairs, but it was against her better judgement.
And then she heard more explosions, and was glad that she'd stayed downstairs. But should she evacuate? She wondered if this was some sort of terrorist attack.
The journalist runs a hand through her hair, and feels overwhelmed.
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Anya Louteius
Friend
Singer/Musician
I'm Laughing On The Outside =D
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Post by Anya Louteius on Dec 6, 2008 1:40:14 GMT -5
Anya caught the pen and stared at it and was about to click it when he said waht he did and she stopped. She followed him and started to feel uneasy. She looked at the pen and looked at Jack and then spoke softly. "I don't even know your name...." She spoke so softly she wasn't sure he heard her.
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Bonifaz Artz-Lehrer
Regular
Nihlist Terrorist Leader
Nothing is true, everything is permitted.
Posts: 146
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Post by Bonifaz Artz-Lehrer on Dec 6, 2008 1:41:11 GMT -5
"Hmmm..." Bonifaz replies. He isn't sure how he should feel about the situation. He supposes it could actually be a communist rebel, or worse, a religious terrorist. Either case would be highly annoying.
"Alright...so someone was here, causing the explosions...causing all this chaos and what not. So that makes me wonder, who are they? I heard a maid say that it was a communist terrorist..." Bonifaz says, somewhat cautiously.
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