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Post by AlexJ on Jul 26, 2016 11:08:11 GMT
MikeHyphenPlays | 30 November
- Wild Card - Looking around at the crowds gathering and chatting away Wild card walked up to the front desk and grabbed a microphone, looking over at the time and back to the crowd "Ladies and gentlemen if you are here for the fabulous Ms Blairs performance this evening please make your way to the Hall B as it will be starting very soon" he said into it as it was came out of the tannoy system in the entrance, casino and bar, putting the microphone down he looked up at the crowd heading towards the door of hall B he turned to one of the employees at the desk and asked "any calls?" the employee looked up "no sir not yet" he said "very well, if there is i'll take it in my office" Wild card said smiling away and patting him on the shoulder, walking over to the bar as the crowed thinned down to a fair few he ordered his usual and leaned on the bar watching the crowd go down - Joltz - Joltz stayed quite as they went in to the Reavers hideout as snow was on the phone, looking around she noticed a large TV in the room "'Gasp' WOW!! look at the size of that TV" she shouted running over to the sofa and jumping on it "i can watch so many channels" she continued grabbing the remote and flicking through the channels really fast as the channels said one word and then jumped to the other 'well Reaver did tell us to lay low' one of her thoughts said 'and what better way of doing that then watching TV' the other thought said overjoyed, flipping through the channels and looking around she stopped changing the channel and dropped the remote "Oooo" she said running over to a desk "a laser pointer" she continued picking it up and nearly dropping it, she furiously clicked the button to try and turn it on "aw the battery dead... wait!" she said remembering that she could charge it, putting a little power into it she pressed it again and it worked "Yay!!" she said overjoyed as she moved it around the room "hey Snow check this out" she shouted at Snow flashing the light at her
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Post by AlexJ on Jul 26, 2016 11:08:41 GMT
LHudson | 30 November
- The Chaser - The language said all, all an act, a delaying tactic. Well built woman but by no means a smart one. Still, she had to play along in order to save some, if not all, the civilians. Her hands continued to lower, still going for the more relaxing tone. "Let's be realistic here, if you wanted 800,000 then you wouldn't be coming up with this elaborate story, boarding on plagiarism." She came up with a small scenario and examined the possibilities, yet there was something that didn't make sense, why the fifth floor? And then it clicked. "And let's be honest, you're not after money, because if that was the case then you wouldn't be holding hostages on the top floor." Made sense, she had no plans for aerial transport, yet she positioned herself in a disadvantageous position.
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Post by AlexJ on Jul 26, 2016 11:10:58 GMT
Arbor | 1 December
- Argent Mind - Argent Mind threw up barriers, holding back the barrage of paper as it blinded him and cut off his view. Gathering his energy, he released a wave of force that knocked the papers away, ready to take the fight to his foe... Who was no longer in sight. "You smart little shit..." He muttered to himself, noting how the barrage had easily allowed his opponent to escape, and there was now no way to find him again. An opponent who could resist his telepathy would have a far easier time escaping him than most, and this man, whoever he was, had faded into the gloom of the evening with impressive ease. Growling curses to himself, Argent considered his options. If he was going to score any impact, there was one option. He turned to the hospital, and launched himself towards it. - Reaver - Reaver watched Card approach the bar, noting how utterly in his element he was here. This Casino was his castle, and here he was totally in control- even she would have thought twice about engaging such a man. As he leaned back, she slid over to him, drink in hand. "Having a good evening, old friend?" She asked, slipping her voice back into its normal pitch, accent and rhythm to make him aware of who she was. - Venator - Venator teleported upwards, and started to search floor by floor for an opponant. It was slow going, but she was making progress, and every minute tha went by she climbed another floor.
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Post by AlexJ on Jul 26, 2016 11:11:46 GMT
MikeHyphenPlays | 1 December
- Wild Card - Wild card turned to Reaver "yes of sorts, having threatened an agent really brought back the good old feelings, how bout you dear i know the Acchillieus meeting didnt turn out as we thought" he said taking a sip of his drink "i hope i didnt upset you with that it was awful" he continued
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Post by AlexJ on Jul 26, 2016 11:12:06 GMT
Arbor | 1 December
- Reaver - Reaver shook her head and chuckled. "Don't you worry about Acchy hurting my feelings, Card. The man is a arrogant prick, just like his enemy." She shrugged leaning back on the bar, and took a sip from her drink. "Whoever wins this little war of theirs, I hope they both get humbled by it. Word of advice Card- don't get too far in on either side. Chances are they'll destroy each other, and we can claim the rubble."
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Post by AlexJ on Jul 26, 2016 11:12:32 GMT
MikeHyphenPlays | 1 December
- Wild Card - "thats what im counting on my dear and all i really want is to see Mr Kramer fail, he does have a way of thinking he's the best when we know better" Wild card said taking another sip of his drink
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Post by AlexJ on Jul 26, 2016 11:13:13 GMT
Arbor | 1 December
- Reaver - "See, that's why we're friends." Reaver commented with a wry smile. "Always one step ahead, you are, and you share my dream of seeing the Broker in the dirt." As she spoke, she peered around the room, far emptier than it was now the crowds were moving off. There were a couple of frankly dull looking men hanging around the bar... And a face that spoke to Reaver's efficient memory. "Hey Card... Does that girl over there look real familiar, or is it just me? I'm pretty sure she has something to do with our favorite gentleman."
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Post by AlexJ on Jul 26, 2016 11:13:39 GMT
MikeHyphenPlays | 1 December
- Wild Card - Wild card looked over at the near to where Reaver was looking at a woman sat in tall chair "hmm, im not sure" wild card said putting down his drink on the bar "well if they were here to kill me or spy on me, there not doing a good job" he continued
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Post by AlexJ on Jul 26, 2016 11:14:52 GMT
Arla | 1 December
- La Mirage - Ah, there he is. Jade watched as people left the bar to watch the performance when, to all luck, Wild Card stopped for a drink just within earshot of Jade. How do I approach him? The music was quietly playing in the background as Jade gathered her courage. ’..my seat’s been taken by some sunglasses~’ Before she could make a move however, the space was filled by the woman she’d noticed earlier. As the crowd died down, it became easier to pick up bits and pieces of their conversation. Words like ‘Achilles’, ‘Card’ and ‘arrogant prick’ made Jade assume that they were discussing some common enemy, but it wasn’t until she heard the fragmented sentence ’All I really want to see is Mr. Kramer fail, that she decided to take action. “E-excuse me?” She said in a weak hushed voice, calling the bartender over to her. “Is it possible to speak with the owner of this casino?” “He’s right over there,” the man answered dully, wiping a glass as he did so. “I-if you don’t mind,” Jade said, adding a minor stutter to her speech on purpose, “could you ask him to come over?” The bartender took a step away, tiredly so, as she spoke again, a bit louder as her voice started to dwindle away. “B-but! Tell him there’s no rush..” She seemed to be absentminded for a minute, leaving the world behind as she sipped her drink, while in reality she listened even more intensively to Wild Card and his friend’s conversation. ”Does that girl over there look real familiar, or is it just me? I'm pretty sure she has something to do with our favorite gentleman.” Jade’s face was set in stone as she pretended to toy with her cellphone. That voice. Crap.
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Post by AlexJ on Jul 26, 2016 11:15:36 GMT
MikeHyphenPlays | 1 December
- Wild Card - as Wild card and Reaver were chatting the bar tender moved to the opposite side of them "eh hum" he said clearing his thought "sir the Lady over there would like to have a word with you when you are ready" he continued, turning around Wild card said "thank i shall see her momentarily" putting his glass down he turned back to Reaver "if you'll excuse me i have to have a little chat with our young lady friend over there" he said straightening his tie and making him self presentable, walking over to the woman who was busy toying with her phone "Good evening im the owner of this casino and i believe you would like a word?" Wild card asked curious of what she wanted
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Post by AlexJ on Jul 26, 2016 11:16:04 GMT
Arla | 2 December
- La Mirage - “O-oh!” Jade flustered and stood up straight, “Y-yes, i-if it isn’t too much of a bother.” Her voice dwindled again, but this time she intentionally kept it low to keep Reaver from hearing their conversation. “I’m looking for my sister. Last week, she disappeared, just like those other… poor souls.” “S-so! I hired someone to find out where she’d been, and she took a taxi from this area the night she… went missing.” Her eyes saddened, which was a genuine act compared to the random stuttering she’d just introduced to her vocabulary. “And I hoped, you could help me. Please,” she picked up her cellphone from the table and found a picture of a young, smiling female; Scarlett Blythe. “If you haven’t seen her- I wondered, i-if it wouldn’t be too much to ask, could you have a look through some of the security footage, for that night? Please?” Her eyes pleaded; the bright eyes of someone who still hadn’t given up hope. Though Jade’s hope was different than the hope of finding a dear family member alive, the need of finding out the truth behind all of this shone just as bright behind her brown contact lenses.
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Post by AlexJ on Jul 26, 2016 11:16:41 GMT
SpaceManFromMars | 2 December
- Monica Johnson - "We must discuss plans and the like." Monica relied. "We'll begin with me moving some officers to patrol through this area, and then move onto heavier patrols." She was thinking hard about this.
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Post by AlexJ on Jul 26, 2016 11:17:21 GMT
iCaramelBird | 2 December
- The Sheriff - "Look, let's talk this all out. We don't want anyone getting hurt now, would we?" growled James. The very mention of the Vipers gave him a sour taste in his mouth. However the gun barrel now in his face, and the screaming gravelly voice of the barmaid wasn't helping things. Nor was the fact that Luke was still out there, potentially in danger. And after all his efforts, he was still not a hair closer to finding his father. Needless to say, being calm was definitely something on his priority list. But judging from how the stranger seemed to cackle and toggle the safety, whatever is on his priority list and himself would be nothing more than a memory, soon enough. "Sort this out? It's either you start walking right now or I swear to god I will spray this wall with your-" James couldn't even begin to believe what happened in the next few moments. The barmaid continued screaming but by now had a phone in hand, and was evidently dialling for the police. Just as the phone rang, a bullet pierced her throat, causing her to drop the phone and collapse, scraping at her neck until her red sharp nails cut deep and caused the skin to break, more blood escaping her throat. Questions emanating from the phone about the emergency, were drowned by the gurgling and scraping of the skin of the barmaid. James couldn't waste a single second, as flames consumed his hands and he knocked the gun from the stranger, who screamed as their gun hand was now severely burned. "Fucking bastard!" cried the stranger, as they drew out a dagger. James quickly whipped out the revolver and shot the stranger, watching them fall as a bullet pierced their chest. James glared at them, quickly holstering the revolver and hopping the bar quickly picking out a bottle of scotch before making his way back to the entrance, before the police or anyone else would arrive. Yet James was nowhere quick enough to realize that as he was walking out, the stranger clutched the dagger and was quickly panting making their way over to James. He turned around whipping out the revolver and pulled the trigger. But it was too late. The damage had already been done.
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Post by AlexJ on Jul 26, 2016 11:20:36 GMT
LHudson | 2 December
- Jessica Paige - The car was still driving. Three other casinos and not one of them could handle her. She had won a lot, and it seemed they weren't a fan of her attitude...or the fact that she held a knife to a barman. The meds, she needed to take her meds, and she did so quickly. They'll kick in at some point, but for now she had more gambling to partake in. Her car arrived and she got out. She looked at the name...Full House, fairly generic but a casino is a casino. Big event0 apparently happening too. Jessica and two of her cronies approached the entrance hall, only to be stopped by the lone doorman. "I'm sorry miss, but we are full at the moment." Jessica sighed. "Surely you can make an exception for me and my two family members? Please?" She had to pose as cute, lovable, pretty, guy would let her in. "Sorry, no exceptions." "Are you sure?" "Yes" "Reeeeeeally?" Last chance. "Just doing my job Miss." Jessica sighed to herself, before acting quickly. One full, quick swing of her cane across the doorman's face crashed him to the floor, curling up in the fetal position. Her voice got darker and lower as she said "learn your fucking manners." She walked through the door, tossed some money to the cloakroom handler to assure his silence, and stood at the final doorway to the main hall. It was pretty impressive. Nice and clean, plenty of variety in the entertainment, though she wasn't a fan of the pachinko machines present. She took a small sniff, nice and clean, no vile smell. She looked at the two family members. "You, get my 10,000 worth of chips, and you bring me a Bloody Mary." The two got to work, she received her chips quickly, and approached one of the poker tables. - The Broker - The Broker was trying to handle too many situations. Why the hell did it have to happen all at once? James in trouble, hostage situation in the hospital, and Grace Scott revealed. His resources were thinned, and Jason wasn't equipped with a communication device outside a phone, so that was out of the question. He had one more option. - The Chaser - She was calm, and she needed to leave to at least lower the tension. So Claudia said one more thing. "I can get 250,000 easy, I work in a bank, but you're going to have to convince those outside that you're willing to trade." The hostages, women and children, they needed to leave. "Allow the women and children to leave and I will personally assure you that you will get money."
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Post by AlexJ on Jul 26, 2016 11:21:42 GMT
EpicBufallo | 2 December
- Ryder - "Err... I don't think it matters whether you need clothes or not." Ryder admitted. "It's more like... well.. err. just... find some clothes soon, please." He followed Lucielle as she dismounted the wall. "I guess we just look for stuff to wreck, unless you have any motives that drag your interest somewhere particular?"
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