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Post by AlexJ on Apr 6, 2016 16:08:49 GMT
Mikehyphenplays | 2 September
- Roadblock - ((if you still have stuff to post dont worry about the time jump at the end thats just for Roadblocks story... or it can lead to the next day)) the bullets pinged off of Roadblocks back hitting the floor, Roadblock threw Moran a side and turned to Jimbo and charged forward to him, grabbing the gun and broke it in its hand and backhanded Jimbo in the face sending him aside meanwhile Moran crawled along the floor and grabbed a shot gun that fell on the floor with him, lifting up the gun he started blasting Roadblock "Who do you thing you are breaking in to my house?" he shouted blasting away, the shots didnt do much damage as they just started to hit Roadblock, lifting up his arm and covering its face Roadblock moved over to Jimbo and lifted him up and used him as a human shield just as Moran shot it hit Jimbo in the chest as it hit Morans eyes widen as killed one of his men trying to kill Roadblock as he was about to say something Roadblock threw the dead body at Moran, the body came towards him and Moran moved out of the way just in time Moran ran to a painting and threw it to the floor reveling a medium sized safe, punching in the key code quickly he opened the safe containing a few grenades grabbing one he ran to the kitchen and pulled the pin "you think your clever for finding me, well eat this tin can" he said holding the grenade for a few seconds and throwing it towards Roadblock and ducking under the counter, the grenade flew towards Roadblocks head and before it could react it exploded. As the smoke cleared Moran stood up from the blast looking upon the area to see if Roadblock survived, looking across to the where Roadblock was the smoke was still prominent there with in it a figure stood up Morans eye widen "h..how you took a grenade to the face" he said shocked, Roadblocks helmet was broken the usual hud wasnt working as the screen was cracked, looking through the smoke it heard Moran was still alive walking towards him Moran panicked and fell over some debree on the floor behind him Roadblock came out of the smoke and carried on walking towards him, Moran looked up at the Roadblock and noticed that the helmet was broken and reveled a human eye on the left side where the helmet took the most damage Roadblock stood on Morans arm pinning him to the ground "who are you?" he asked, Roadblock touched reveling eye and knew it would have to show who it was grabbing the top of its helmet it pulled it off and reveled a woman inside the suit, throwing the helmet away as it was broken Moran continued to stair "you!?" he said trying to move his arm "yes me" she said as tears started to run down her face "you killed them" she continued "killed who?" Moran said still trying to move his arm out from under her foot "my family" she said looking into his eyes "drew.. lock" she said putting more pressure on his arm, Moran thought back to that name when it hit him "drew... oh that mechanic yeah, argh" he said as she put more pressure on "he wanst just a mechanic, he was the love of my life, and you took him away" she said with tears streaming down her face, she raised her arm ready to deliver a final blow "you dont understand the pain ive felt" she said "what so your just going to kill me?" Moran said "you did the same to them" she said as the disk on her fore arm slides downwards, with one final blow she slammed the edge of the disk into Morans neck cutting head off. Roadblock stood up from the floor as the body of Moran started to leak blood from the neck she turned to the hole in the wall that was made from the grenade and walked to it picking up the broken helmet stepped out and heard the sirens in the distance of the police and fire patrol heading towards the house, walking away she knew she had one place to go and nothing would stop her turning back to house she left as the police and fire patrol arrived on the scene she said to her self "you did it Lucy, just need to see Drew and Jake" heading to the graved and looking up the the sky it had stopped raining for a moment, entering the graveyard she walked to the gravestones of her family and sat in between them and looked up and saw the sun rising from the edge of the city she smile as she knew she had avenged her family THE END
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Post by AlexJ on Apr 6, 2016 16:30:19 GMT
LHudson | 2 September
- Jessica Paige - The phone began to ring. Five times. Beep. 'Thank you for calling. Sorry, we are not able to take your call right now, but if you leave a message after the tone we will get back to you as soon as possible. Thank you'. Tone. "You know, he wasn't around that much. For as long as I've been alive he's spent at least 90% of his time doing his job and coming back to make things up. I suppose the life we both chose seemed to be destined to keep each other apart. My choice was to go one way and his choice was to go the other, both on the job and moral scale. He went international and I kept it domestic. The twenty plus years didn't impact both our sibling rivalry and sibling love. We are, after all, family, and nothing will change that. He taught me how not to get caught and it was because of him that I was to make use of Downtown San Cenestra for our benefit. He also supplied me with what I needed to keep my head on, because I wasn't exactly...right. It was him that kept me focused, putting me in a routine that was effective. I'm a hard working individual, able to bring the best out of people despite being mostly in his shadow. So when I got the news of his passing, two things happened. Grief, a horrible horrible feeling, and the second was that I forgot to take my meds. Oh everyone was afraid, I made a mess of the place. I think I had to pay off a couple more cops than usual to keep the families and the authorities off my back. Eventually, I took my meds, and was able to calm down, but the grief stayed. It left a hole inside me, and I need some closure. So here's the thing Miss Blythe, I am coming for you, and someone has to pay for the act you did to my brother, because our family never forgets." Phone down. The ferry opens the door. Jessica Paige had arrived.
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Post by AlexJ on Apr 6, 2016 16:31:17 GMT
Arla | 2 September
- La Mirage - Scattered on the floor around Jade's bed laid all the files connected to the disappearance of Scarlett Blythe, sorted in a confusing system that only Jade could make sense of. A few minutes ago she had sat on the bed with a twisted smile on her face, feeling none the wiser than when she first opened the files. Maybe I should try to rearrange the files and figure out where she went.. She yawned and laid herself to rest on the bed. Tomorrow. I should go to sleep. The tainted melody from the piano reached Jade in her slumber as it floated through the wall from the room next door. For a second she pondered whether or not to say good night to the Broker, and came to the conclusion that it wouldn't hurt to check up on him again. Leaving her cellphone on the nightstand next to her bed, she tip toed into the corridor and knocked on the door. Little did she know that her phone received the threatening message from Paige's sister the same moment she opened the door to the Broker's bedroom.
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Post by AlexJ on Apr 6, 2016 16:33:35 GMT
LHudson | 2 September
- The Broker - The Broker continued his playing, coming to an end before taking a deep breath. There was a knock on the door. He sighed lightly. "Come in".
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Post by AlexJ on Apr 6, 2016 16:35:17 GMT
Arla | 2 September
- La Mirage - “Hey,” Jade said quietly as she closed the door behind her, “I heard you playing the piano and thought I’d just check in on you again.” As she walked across the room, she noticed three things; the grand piano that the Broker was sitting by, the cane on the floor and that he wasn’t sitting in a wheelchair. She approached the piano and, when she noticed what seemed like tears on his face, pulled a handkerchief out of thin air. “Here,” she gave him the handkerchief and tried to smile, “it’s been a long day.” - Hatty Belcrest - Another day begins. Better put on my prize winning smile~ “Good morning Heartania! I am Hatty Bellcrest, and this is the news. The Ravagers Moran; Victim of unknown gangster club? Heartania Bridge Adrian Cooper Black fog Party all night long I am Hatty Bellcrest, and I wish you a lovely day with the freshest of yesterday’s news.” Hatty laughed jokingly, but if one looked closely at her seconds before the screen switched to the weather one could clearly see her eyes sending daggers to the poor soul standing next to the camera.
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Post by AlexJ on Apr 6, 2016 16:36:10 GMT
Arbor117 | 3 September
- Reaver - "Top billing, eh? I've really made it..." Reaver chuckled to herself quietly, switching off the news. It was nice to spend the night safe in one of her apartments, rather than camping out in Nariko's jet. She hadn't slept, having got in only a few hours ago from the night's partying, but then again she didn't need to rest much anyway. Still, it had been good to have a might off- even villains need a bit of R&R. Yawning slightly, she made herself a strong coffee and walked out onto the balcony, and stood there, watching the sun rise over the waking city. A young woman in a fluffy dressing gown, enjoying the early morning air, having just speant the night enjoying clubs. At times like these, Reaver felt almost... Human.
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Post by AlexJ on Apr 6, 2016 16:37:45 GMT
Mikehyphenplays | 3 September
- Wild Card - "thanks Hatty now for the weather wit.... 'Click'" sounded from the tv as Wild card turned it off "what a lovely young woman" he said putting the remote down onto the side table next to his chair, standing up from his chair and grabbing his jacket on the back of it he walked to the door "wonder if ill meet her one day" he said carrying the jacket over his shoulder, stepping out of his hotel room he put his jacket on and walked down to his casino "right time to prepare for the meeting, everyone should arrive sometime this morning" he said
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Post by AlexJ on Apr 6, 2016 16:39:00 GMT
Jaminx | 3 September
- Bloodstream - Sienna rolled over in her sleep taking the lump she assumed was her pillow first squeezing close to her chest. Then as she rolled over dreaming of a big birthday cake just for her she held more tightly squeezing hard with grasping hands trying to hold on to sleep. That was until she could hear choked breathing and woke with a start. "Oren!" Sienna yelped rolling backwards into an awkward heap the blanket tangled around her legs and over one shoulder while her hair looked like she had been playing with electricity. "You stupid...Arrrghh." She finished not awake enough for this level of mental effort. - Kay - Kay turned off the television as they sat on the couch of their apartment. The hours till morning had been spent catching up with all the information they could find. The stadium conflict, chaos in the streets it had all come to a head. They were a little bitter they had not been involved but in some ways it had helped them remain neutral to a lot of problems they may well have had to pick a side with. Next was to check if anyone had contacted them for a job or a one in a million shot that a friend had left a message. It had never got to Kay so much before, just been a background itch. Now the loneliness gnawed at their very core. They wanted to make a friend that would last that they would not have to shove away to keep safe. It was time. They would have to literally make their own.
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Post by AlexJ on Apr 6, 2016 16:39:36 GMT
iCaramelBird | 3 September
- Hunter & The Sheriff - James groggily got up, scratching the back of his head and yawning as he rose from his bed. He hadn't slept like that for weeks, and he was sure his back appreciated an actual bed as opposed to the couch in his old apartment all the way in Capital City. After taking a quick shower (which he had to heat himself seeing as all he got was cold water), and by the time he styled his hair and finished getting on new clothes (a leather jacket, flannel shirt, with jeans and his same boots), he was ready to step outside. Knocking on Luke's bedroom door, he was surprised to see Luke already up and awake, or at least somewhat. He still looked tired, and James bet most of it came from the events that surpassed last night than waking up after six, and he was still brushing his teeth. "Err hey, I was wondering if you wanted to get out of here for the morning, and I don't know. Get some breakfast or something," proposed James, and Look nodded before ducking back inside. After a few minutes, Luke came out still dressed but at the same time still somewhat sullen looking, as he stretched and led James out of The Citadel. "How are you doing? I mean I don't really understand all that happened last night. But I can tell it wasn't great." "Well it seems everything likes to turn into a shit show in my life," grumbled Luke as he continued walking towards The Citadel entrance. He sighed as he started to feel more awake, with the fresh breeze waking him up slightly as he stepped outside. "Sorry, I know you didn't come to me for that." "No it's fine, I agree. Life can be a shit show. But hey, everything turns out okay in the end," replied James, he was acting a lot more optimistic than he normally did, but his mother gave him the same line of everything turning out okay, and he believed it. "That's what they all say," said Luke before he stopped outside, and turned to face James. "So where do you wanna go? I have to admit, I'm not much of a tour guide for the city." James smirked. "How about a diner or something, so we can get some food? I don't think eating with anyone here after last night is the best idea," admitted James as he glanced back at The Citadel, and the awakening members of Wastelanders and people from the Little Mice Network getting ready for work. "Sure, that sounds cool. Come on, I know this really great diner me and Lilly used to always go to," replied Luke, smiling weakly as he got onto his motorbike. Though he knew it was technically The Broker's he was too tired and too frustrated to care, and James got onto the back. "Try not to steal my motorbike this time." Before James could once again protest that he wasn't planning to, the roar of the motorbike engine cut him off and before he knew it, he and Luke were off and heading into the city.
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Post by AlexJ on Apr 6, 2016 16:41:14 GMT
Arla | 4 September
- La Mirage - “..hmm…” Jade opened her eyes. She felt awake and ready to take on the new day after a good night’s sleep. “..hmm?” Why is the door to my room open? I could swear that I closed it- She sat up in bed and quickly glanced over at the files, noticing that some of them had been rearranged. She jumped out of the bed, knocking the nightstand over in her haste, and forcefully opened the door wide without using a finger. The young lady emitted a sinister aura as she stepped into the corridor in her nightgown, as if she expected the culprit to stand right outside just waiting to hand her an explanation. However the silence was deafening, not even footsteps of eager employees could be heard in the quiet hallway. She stepped back inside, making sure to close the door properly behind her, and pulled the nightstand back up from the floor. Lost in thought, she picked up her phone and sat down on the floor to look closer. What did they take? ..maybe I should ask someone to bring up some breakfast and skim through it again while I eat. She saw the voicemail and decided to listen to it after a quick shower. - Felix Norwood - Hmm.. this duvet is so nice and warm.. Felix yawned and tried stretching his arms above his head; but to his surprise, they were held back by something a bit heavier than the fluffy duvet. He tilted his head down and saw a pair of arms wrapped around him. ..what the? He carefully peeked over the back of his shoulder to reveal just what had kept him warm; a girl, around his age, sleeping peacefully next to him. The urge to shove her out of his bed was overwhelming, but he couldn’t move, even less wriggle out of her tight bear hug. He glanced over his shoulder. ..She’s just a girl. Maybe she had a stupid nightmare or something. He stared at her for a few seconds before he closed his eyes again. ..just five more minutes.
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Post by AlexJ on Apr 6, 2016 16:44:36 GMT
Jaminx | 4 September
- Kay- Kay rifled through to the back of their wardrobe drawing out a small metal box with the letter K neatly scratched into the lid. Most of the mechanical parts were stored around their apartment some in the fridge others under floorboards. A lot of pieces were spare parts for self repairs however the second lot of cerebral components had been one of the first things they had collected many years ago fidgeting with them to optimise since then. Still with all these items this box contained the most important part. The box contained a pressed dandelion a few sheets of paper in their own hand and a pair of friendship bracelets. Kay caressed the old threads preserved in this place. These had been their only treasures under their creator, the bracelets for a sibling that had never been made as budget cuts and his insanity took hold. Even though they knew every word of the notes they reread what their younger self had wanted for their sibling to be; "My sibling will have things I do not have. I want them to be brought up cared for to not be confused about why they are here or who they are. They are here for a purpose and that purpose is just to exist. They will enjoy learning, they will feel emotions. They will not be a slave. They will have a choice. And I will try to love them as best as I understand the concept. And if they want to leave me I will let them go." Placing everything back in the box and putting it beside themselves they drew out the box of tools from beside it. The clean top in the kitchen awaiting their work. - Sanator Hippocratia - Ali was worn out. The night had been a strange one since meeting their new young friend. They felt young again exhilarated but at the same time worn out by returning to the same self destructive patterns of before.
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Post by AlexJ on Apr 6, 2016 20:22:07 GMT
AlexJ | 4 September
- Marshal Maleficus - The good doctor should be coming-to. Morning had broken, and the Marshal made his way back to the room in which Cooper was held. The morphs on watch handed him a data-pad, showing previous signs of tracker activity that had been jammed. In response, he barked the order to tighten the jamming further, to ensure discretion. With the knowledge of that, the mastermind folded his arms, and darkly spoke, "Wakey-wakey, Dr. Cooper..."
- Starlass -
Grace had envisioned a good night's sleep would be able to take her away from the toil of her responsibilities. But, nightmares of what had happened outside the Copper Flower building plagued her sleep; leaving her restless and uneasy. She was almost glad to see the sun rise; before remembering what that meant. She trudged her way to the bathroom, opting to look at the mirror. She was shocked to see a totally different Grace Scott staring back at her. Her face was paler than usual, her eyes more tired, and dark circles more plentiful. Her expression was tired, though putting on a brave face masked it a little. Infuriated by what had stared back at her, Grace gritted her teeth; slamming her fist into the mirror. As blood dripped into the sink, she immediately began to feel a sense of panic at the ruined mirror. Oh... shit, shit, shit! She scurried back to her room, whilst also fixing her hair, before returning with a wad of money. She had to leave it there so her parents could replace the mirror; and she had to leave before they questioned it. It hurt Grace to do this. She loved her parents, and hated dishonesty, but they couldn't know. She suited up as Starlass, and quickly flew away. She had to take her mind off this, and she had to do so quickly. - Warlock - Esteban awoke with little trouble. He was always an early riser. He had slept in his casual-wear, but would have preferred some manner of sleeping clothes to wear whilst tucking himself into bed. But at least he was safe... At least they were safe. It was then that the young man pondered what came next. Supposing he'd have to talk to Mr. O'Crowley again, Esteban decided he'd rather do it with his sister: so he used the power of his twin link once more. Good morning, Natalia.
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Post by AlexJ on Apr 6, 2016 20:23:18 GMT
Tzeench | 4 September
- Yowgmoth - The training was hard and long. It took up all night for Yowgmoth to train the girls. "After the combat experience oyu had, and the training you underwent now, i am proud to announce you you are officially Cyber-Magical Girls! " He said with pride, patting each one of the girls in the head in his kitty form "Now go and spread love and smiles everywhere!" "Yes sir!" All the girls replied with a shout, hugging Yoggy tearfully before taking flight with their jet-packs, a bright rainbow in the Sky . "Be sure to visit!" The kitty Yelled back, waving at them as they disappeared into the Horizon.
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Post by AlexJ on Apr 6, 2016 20:24:26 GMT
SpacemanFromMars | 4 September
- Oren - Oren was forced awake by the bear hugging moron that was Sienna. Oren would be able to buy 2 new games if he got a dollar for every time Sienna almost choked him to death in his sleep. He still slept beside her because 1: She was a radiator and 2: She was cuddly. Oren was set free from her grasp, practically sling shot across the mattress. Oren gulped down air as if he was drinking alcohol. "Jeezus you maniac, Could've crushed my ribs if you weren't careful. Well then." He got up, stretching his body and letting out a yawn. He walked over to the table, already cracking open a can of beer and drinking it.
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Post by AlexJ on Apr 6, 2016 20:26:42 GMT
Jaminx | 4 September
- Bloodstream - "Stop sleeping in my bed!" Sienna growled throwing the pillow at his head. "Or I will crush your ribs and something more personal next time." Angry heat brought her blood boiling to the surface making her face itch from the inside. She gave a scratch at her neck and rolled over out of the blankets with a few kicks. There was a need for a comb but other than that she was pretty much done till she could get into a shower just anywhere. Part of the appeal of the hospital was that maybe she would get a chance at that. "Where's Alice?" She yawned pawing through her meagre bag of belongings to draw out her comb.
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