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Posts : 1233 Join date : 2016-05-16
| Subject: Re: Posts To Make Thu Jan 03, 2019 8:08 pm | |
| "..." Aw shit, this kid wasn't even relaxing in the slightest. The Velvet Attendant began to ruefully ruffle the back of her head at this. As much as she wanted to enjoy relishing in that fear, she was beginning to feel it was going to be a pain in the ass going forward. She pulled another drag from her cigarette and tried to figure something out. Perhaps she should've put the arm back into the table rather than just leave it lying there for the poor kid to see it. Then again, she never expected her to see it at all in the first place. "Huh? They probably do, but they come to me anyway. Probably because I make better stuff or their tech people are too busy working on other projects. I suppose they're offshoring the production and costs to me. Not that I'm complaining, just wish they'd stop requesting another damn katana with fire powers jammed inside."It's fun to work with your hands. Keeps you busy and thinking, even if it was boring at times. But, feeling and watching your work come to life right in your hands was a rewarding experience. Yet, when it came to the block of orders, they're all so uninspired. Psyche-Terrorists were a little better, but nevertheless just ended up wanting similar things: self-protection and power. It made her wonder which one this kid was. Well, she would if Patricia stopped being so damn scared. She groaned and allowed her head to rest against her propped up hand from the elbow resting on the desk. "Look, it's a fake arm. It's not even real. If it was, it would've rotted by now and you'd be smelling it in the entire room since I wasn't even icing the thing. I'm making it for some idiot who got his lopped off by a demon. Can you relax? Jeez."She took another drag from her cigarette and just waited for her to finally get over it. It's all damn weird, yeah. But you'd think someone who was in the mean streets of Endymion would get used to it by now. Maybe she was still kinda new, that'd explain a lot. "Ha, I'd like to see someone try. It gets real boring around here. I did say I considered burning down this dump."
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| Subject: Re: Posts To Make Mon Jan 07, 2019 11:02 am | |
| "By all means, Susan. I'm looking forward to it." Maria was intrigued by all of these preparations strewn around the room as she entered inside. All of this planning and hard work was evident even to the most untrained eye, but she truly appreciated its scope and its purpose. Better yet, the ones making the plans was also not underestimating the threatening full moon. However, it felt rather intimidating to her, a mere musclebound and physical Cadet, to walk into the more tactical side of the job with the lack of any advanced tactical experience. She felt more of a pre-historic Neanderthal slowly walking into civilization. Indeed, this was what Maria needed--no, what the Cadets needed. And like an animal drawn to a morsel of food, she accepted the offering with a "Thanks".
Just as she began to nibble on one of the tasty treats, Maria carefully watched what Susan was doing. The Cadet quietly listened to absorb any information and any line of logic the office woman muttered and scribbled through the blackboard, it was fascinating. It never occurred to her to consider much about where the demons were coming from. Instead, she was fixated on how to destroy them on the field of battle like many of the Cadets. There was too much hot-blood going on in the ranks. It pounded and deafened the ears too much. Watching Susan work outside of the field hit this home.
By the time the tactician asked her, the Cadet was already opening her coffin on the floor before laying out a long white cloth and beginning to disassemble her Demon Weapon. Inside the coffin, Susan would notice that besides the Forgotten weapon, there was a mass amount of ammunition that were being neatly stockpiled and ready for use."Oh, no. I just wanted to find a good place to maintain my weapon. Otherwise, I would have too many eyes on me. Please, don't mind me and take the time you need. I'm actually learning a lot from watching you, Susan."
Maria glanced back at the chalkboard. The words "subsidized housing" on the black surface made her have a single thought pop in her head. "Have you considered the underground systems in the city? I remember the Psyche-Terrorists Albrecht was chasing tried to escape through it before."
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| Subject: Re: Posts To Make Thu Jan 10, 2019 8:21 pm | |
| Well, her circumstances are a little complicated. As a thief, she is rather violent like many Psyche-Terrorists. But a good one with an even decent sword arm. Being a violent thief, however, she had a reputation for trouble. Especially when she targets people of obvious opulence, the kind that don't seem to have broken a single sweat for the riches they accrue. This includes the many gangs she sent to the local hospitals with lasting injuries. You can find her in Little Tokyo at the Festival Strip targeting obvious westerners and non-locals.
But she went a little too far one time. Local Yakuza arranged a hit on her with a Psyche-Terrorist by the name of Headhunter, who approached the gang first. Locals say after breaking into a local shopfront in the community, the owner had to be sent to the E.R. and the yakuza's name is on the line as it was under their protection. | |
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| Subject: Re: Posts To Make Fri Jan 11, 2019 3:32 pm | |
| Despite how long it took for Susan to get that piece of paper in her hand, Maria accepted graciously while munching on her donut. She skimmed through the details before taking another bite from her treat. Thinking them over, she was liking all of these risk mitigation strategies. It was based on a series of common sense thinking and logic, which was also accompanied with some experience. It was rather heartening to see some of her concerns written out in paper and considered with possible solutions. She continued to scan through the notes and the incomplete proposals until her attention caused her to blink in confusion at the office lady's remark. "I... Ulcers? What do you mean...?" She tried to understand what Susan was getting at. How could one get an ulcer from exposure to others? Was... was that a joke? It was rather confusing for her, but instead the Cadet opted to give an awkward grin and a hasty "Um... Never mind" before looking back into the writing. What Susan was writing so far was incomplete, but it was promising. Thinking back towards T, it made her spine shudder. How he was able to maneuver himself around felt too unreal. None of the Psyche-Terrorists had such cunning like he did. It was a clear sign that even the Cadets needed to ante up their game. But the problem was, how? The answer was here, in this room and in these notes. Maria smiled gently towards Susan in approval. "Seeing you addressing these issues like this, I think I'm feeling more at ease now. I'm glad we have you on our side, Susan. I like these rules of engagements. It's a good combination of the emphasis on survivability and mission completion. As of late, I was a little worried. Cadets have been doing well in their missions so far, but with all of these new people joining the ranks, I wasn't so sure if we could continue what we were doing without any necessary changes."Though her smile drooped a little when words such as 'critical thinking' were being thrown around. She could think, or at least that's what she believed. But on the level of an actual tactician, that sounded like a tall order compared to being a devastating weapon of destruction on the enemy of the Government. At least that role had fewer requirements: be strong and be scary. Her smile turned uneasy, showing her reluctance. "It is out of my element. I will admit that. But like you said, someone has to play that role and I don't plan on forcing you to take all that responsibility. I may be slow at this, but we are comrades, after all. Right? I'll do my best to learn all that I can."She saw how Susan tried to take command of the situation as needed and it was something to be appreciated how orderly and timely her decisions were. But Maria knew how stressful that can be, having to take up the weight of responsibility for the lives of people who trust you. A leader needed to be a smooth-working and well-oiled machine to perceive and to give necessary orders. That was the most difficult of any role in any society, especially with all the expectations and responsibilities that comes with it. But to force all of that on a Cadet who only recently joined? That was too much, too much. "I see. That is a problem. It wouldn't surprise me at all if the sewers were the most common way of escaping for the Psyche-Terrorists or the demons, for that matter. If you can, maybe send them to her Highness, Serenity. Perhaps we can ask her to make an application to utilize feasibly and conveniently to map our way through them in an immediate situation such as Brother Frost. And as for him... He was rather angry one of them managed to get away despite... causing much collateral damage. Worse even, it appeared to be one of the Jest. The one he managed to capture, however, didn't seem to know much about his peer and didn't appear to be part of that group either. And we've yet to have any idea what relation they had with each other... Not that we know any time soon since someone attacked his prison convoy and wiped his mind clean."
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| Subject: Re: Posts To Make Wed Jan 16, 2019 8:22 pm | |
| "Ya'll need to be a littler quicker on the uptake now that you're one of the denizens of the night. And by help, we have a few services to offer. We got stuff from crafting accessories to forging demon masks. The kind of stuff ya might need in your nightly jaunts with your mask on." A The girl shrugged at her as she finally closed her compendium. For a moment, she was about to decide to go back to her tea. But a thought crossed her mind, causing to smile mischievously and jumped off her seat. She began to approach closer towards Isabella. "Hey. As part of the start of your Psyche-Terrorist career, how 'bout a little field trip?"Without even waiting for her consent, Isabella would find everything began to blur out before being washed away by an overwhelming blackness in her consciousness. In the next moment, a bright light would awaken her back into the world of the living... in a city. The reporter would recognize that she was in the streets of the Backlight District. The woman began to feel a tug on her sleeve. If she looked, she'd see Felanie's hand on it while her other pointed towards a small convenience store nearby. | |
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| Subject: Re: Posts To Make Tue Feb 12, 2019 5:27 pm | |
| It would seem as if the festive nature of the Strip would continue. But that wasn't the reality as Gabriel entered the area in his attire, with only a mask. While his intentions to remain unknown were appreciated, his efforts were not. As a widespread sensation who challenged the Government, everyone could remember what he looked like. And if said disguise summed up of just wearing a simple mask over your widely known appearance, it was a recipe for disaster. Which, it pretty much was now as people began to avoid him with others immediately leaving the area entirely and other stalls beginning to close down or abandoned. <object type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="450" height="25" data="https://www.youtube.com/v/JtQSKYsS6Nw?version=2&autoplay=1&hd=1&theme=red&loop=1"><param name="movie" value=""https://www.youtube.com/v/JtQSKYsS6Nw?version=2&autoplay=1&hd=1&theme=red&loop=1" /><param name="wmode" value="transparent" /></object> However, there were a group of people walking to approach him. Three, in fact. One including a lanky man with his hands in his pockets with his shoulders hunched over, a woman in a suit with a metallic suitcase, and a young boy with a metallic staff balanced over his shoulders. | |
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| Subject: Re: Posts To Make Fri Feb 15, 2019 6:48 pm | |
| "Wha--Are you serious?"This was absolutely baffling. Seriously, it was. Why would a renown criminal reveal himself without any kind of resistance. Was this some kind of game? Or was this guy this stupid? It was hard to wrap around it for Alex. In his entire career as a Cadet, there was no one who was this bold/stupid enough to just pull off their own mask in front of the faces of their enemies. Perhaps even worse, this guy knew this mousey old hag. Alex was going to demand answers, but she didn't even sound like she was in the state to even explain. Great, he's going to have to deal with a sobbing mess later. But man, this was the worst. The best part of taking down Psyche-Terrorists were unmasking them and for them to do that right from the get-go, it really blew the mood. That and this was somebody close to one of their own. However, before the entire group of Psyche-Terrorists could leave, Shin noticed something strange. Despite Susan's orders one of them refused to even get the hell out of here. The artist made a cursory glance towards her direction before noticing something surprising. Oh, for Christ's Sakes. Someone was toting around a shotgun that was almost her entire height. How this girl even figured that a kimono was going to hide it was out of his comprehension. Even worse, someone was going to pick her up. With a quick swipe of his brush, a watery ink-like construct was given birth into this very space to occupy. It was a boa constrictor, several times bigger than your usual one, made of black ink that immediately occupied the length between him and the two females. The mass of scales curled around both Trinity and Isabella, keeping them from leaving the scene. But while the grip was tight around them and keeping them to each other, it wouldn't harm them. The constriction would bind not only their torsos and arms together, but their thighs. Though it would still be easy to see the butt of the shotgun sticking out for Alex and Susan to see because it was almost as tall as its owner. - The Give-Away?:
Sosina's shotgun is almost as tall as her. There was no way it was going to be hidden well, especially under a kimono. This gives suspicion to the Cadets.
- Human Strengths:
—Strength Name: Speed Painting —Description: Given Shin's background and constant adherence to his passion, the speed of his brushstrokes are remarkably fast. Even something as simple as a pencil tracing can be done in mere second and with remarkable detail. Attacks done through painting are ready to go the very moment he starts painting.
—Strength Name: Eye For Detail —Description: Shin has an eye for detail that allows him to notice even the slightest change of a feature on an art piece, and this can easily translate to his environment. However, this limited to his visual acuity.
—Strength Name: Artistic Mastery —Description: His devotion to his craft are arguably something that can't be denied. His skills are in the top tiers despite being relatively unknown by his contemporaries due to his unpopular focus on his favorite topics. Attacks done through paintbrush during said action will be boosted by 10%.
"Stay where you are. Yo, kid. This one's packing a shotgun."- Action:
Malaques | Inflicts a moderate amount of Water damage to all enemies. | 12 SP | Tier 2
Water Boost | Increases Water damage output 25% | Passive | Tier 2
Boost All | Increases Magical damage output by 10% | Passive | Tier 2
Brush Stroke | All magic attacks are done through the paintbrush ̢̀͠ ̨ ͏ ́͢ ͏ ̢͞ ̡̀͜ ̴͘ ͞ ̷̕ ̀͞ ̵ ̸̴ ͞͞ ̵̕ ̴̴̴ ̡́ ͜͟͝ ̛͝͡ ͟ ̵ ̷ ̧̨ ҉ ̨͞ ͘͜͏ ̵͡͡ ҉ ͡ ҉͜ ̶ ̨ ̡̧ ̡́ ̸͘͟ ̢ ̵͘̕ ̵͘͟ ̧ ̛͞ ̸̡̨ ̷҉ ̡͘ ҉ ̴ ̕ ̴ ̛ ͜ ̨͜ ͘̕͟ ̴ ́ ̵̢ ̴̀ ̸̨ ̴́ ͘̕ ͝ ̧͏ ̵ ̶ ̸̴ ̧͞͝ ̧ ̢̀͠ ̨ ͏ ́͢ ͏ ̢͞ ̡̀͜ ̴͘ ͞ ̷̕ ̀͞ ̵ ̸̴ ͞͞ ̵̕ ̴̴̴ ̡́ ͜͟͝ ̛͝͡ ͟ ̵ ̷ ̧̨ ҉ ̨͞ ͘͜͏ ̵͡͡ ҉ ͡ ҉͜ ̶ ̨ ̡̧ ̡́ ̸͘͟ ̢ ̵͘̕ ̵͘͟ ̧ ̛͞ ̸̡̨ ̷҉ ̡͘ ҉ ̴ ̕ ̴ ̛ ͜ ̨͜ ͘̕͟ ̴ ́ ̵̢ ̴̀ ̸̨ ̴́ ͘̕ ͝ ̧͏ ̵ ̶ ̸̴ ̧͞͝ ̧ | Passive | Tier 2
- Cadet Shin, Level 10, Mainline:
HP: 225/225 SP: 193/205 PEnd: 28% (+15%) MEnd: 28% Ppstr: 41 Pmstr: 110 Dx: 33 Lk: 112
---------------------- Meanwhile, the sirens can be heard in the distance. In a fifty meter radius around the current scene, police officers began to arrive and cordon off the area. As they waited anxiously for the conflict to be over. They had their firearms at the ready should it be needed. Many opened the doors and took cover behind them as others kept a dutiful eye into the space that was inevitably going to explode in combat. | |
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| Subject: Re: Posts To Make Fri Feb 15, 2019 10:29 pm | |
| "Wha--Are you serious?"This was absolutely baffling. Seriously, it was. Why would a renown criminal reveal himself without any kind of resistance. Was this some kind of game? Or was this guy this stupid? It was hard to wrap around it for Alex. In his entire career as a Cadet, there was no one who was this bold/stupid enough to just pull off their own mask in front of the faces of their enemies. Perhaps even worse, this guy knew this mousey old hag. Alex was going to demand answers, but she didn't even sound like she was in the state to even explain. Great, he's going to have to deal with a sobbing mess later. But man, this was the worst. The best part of taking down Psyche-Terrorists were unmasking them and for them to do that right from the get-go, it really blew the mood. That and this was somebody close to one of their own. Shin began to bring out his brush and began to sign what looked like floating lines in the air. They look non-threatening, at least for the moment. Though Alex would command Gabe's attention as the staff that was nestling on his shoulders was lifted and one end hit the ground before a green blade began to sprout out on the other end while pulling out what appears to be his cellphone. "Don't make this hard on the lady here. You going to make this hard or can we call it a night? That's a call ya gonna have to make."It made little difference to Alex. In the end, a Psyche-Terrorist was a Psyche-Terrorist. If they resisted, it was business as usual. If they didn't, better for them. In the end, it was all a job. Though this could get really personal... - Shin's Human Strengths:
—Strength Name: Speed Painting —Description: Given Shin's background and constant adherence to his passion, the speed of his brushstrokes are remarkably fast. Even something as simple as a pencil tracing can be done in mere second and with remarkable detail. Attacks done through painting are ready to go the very moment he starts painting.
- Action:
҉̀͠ ̸̛͡ ̷ ҉ ͞ ̴̶ ͡ ͏̷ ̶̧̧ ̀ ̨ ̢̛͢ ̨̀ ͏̀̀ ̡͢͞ ̷͘͠ ̀ ͠ ̕͢͢ ̷ ҉͘ ̧ ̕ | ҉̀͠ ̸̛͡ ̷ ҉ ͞ ̴̶ ͡ ͏̷ ̶̧̧ ̀ ̨ ̢̛͢ ̨̀ ͏̀̀ ̡͢͞ ̷͘͠ ̀ ͠ ̕͢͢ ̷ ҉͘ ̧ ̕ ͏ ̨͢͡ ͘ ̵̢͝ ̧́ ̸́ ̷̛ ̸͟ ͜ ̶̛ ͢͏͝ ͘ ̛͢ ͝͞ ͏ ̧͜ ̷̸̸ ̶ ̢ ̶͜ ̛̀͠ ́̕ ̀ ̨͘ ̧ ͡ ̕ ͢ ̡̡͡ ̧̨ ̛ ̢́ ̴̧̢ ̶ ̡ ̴̡́ ̸̶ ̛҉͠ ͠ ̢ ͜͢ ̵̛ ̴̢ ͞ ̧͜ ̶̧͝ ̴̛ ̢ ̧̕ ̵͏ ́ ͘ ̵ ̶̡̕ ͏ ̴̷ ̶ ̶̨̀ ̶ ̛ ̷̴ ̵͢ ̨͘ ̸̀ ͏ ͏͝ ̧̢̕ ͢͠ ̧͜ ̸ ҉̀͠ ̸̛͡ ̷ ҉ ͞ ̴̶ ͡ ͏̷ ̶̧̧ ̀ ̨ ̢̛͢ ̨̀ ͏̀̀ ̡͢͞ ̷͘͠ ̀ ͠ ̕͢͢ ̷ ҉͘ ̧ ̕ ͏ ̨͢͡ ͘ ̵̢͝ ̧́ ̸́ ̷̛ ̸͟ ͜ ̶̛ ͢͏͝ ͘ ̛͢ ͝͞ ͏ ̧͜ ̷̸̸ ̶ ̢ ̶͜ ̛̀͠ ́̕ ̀ ̨͘ ̧ ͡ ̕ ͢ ̡̡͡ ̧̨ ̛ ̢́ ̴̧̢ ̶ ̡ ̴̡́ ̸̶ ̛҉͠ ͠ ̢ ͜͢ ̵̛ ̴̢ ͞ ̧͜ ̶̧͝ ̴̛ ̢ ̧̕ ̵͏ ́ ͘ ̵ ̶̡̕ ͏ ̴̷ ̶ ̶̨̀ ̶ ̛ ̷̴ ̵͢ ̨͘ ̸̀ ͏ ͏͝ ̧̢̕ ͢͠ ̧͜ ̸ ҉̀͠ ̸̛͡ ̷ ҉ ͞ ̴̶ ͡ ͏̷ ̶̧̧ ̀ ̨ ̢̛͢ ̨̀ ͏̀̀ ̡͢͞ ̷͘͠ ̀ ͠ ̕͢͢ ̷ ҉͘ ̧ ̕ ͏ ̨͢͡ ͘ ̵̢͝ ̧́ ̸́ ̷̛ ̸͟ ͜ ̶̛ ͢͏͝ ͘ ̛͢ ͝͞ ͏ ̧͜ ̷̸̸ ̶ ̢ ̶͜ ̛̀͠ ́̕ ̀ ̨͘ ̧ ͡ ̕ ͢ ̡̡͡ ̧̨ ̛ ̢́ ̴̧̢ ̶ ̡ ̴̡́ ̸̶ ̛҉͠ ͠ ̢ ͜͢ ̵̛ ̴̢ ͞ ̧͜ ̶̧͝ ̴̛ ̢ ̧̕ ̵͏ ́ ͘ ̵ ̶̡̕ ͏ ̴̷ ̶ ̶̨̀ ̶ ̛ ̷̴ ̵͢ ̨͘ ̸̀ ͏ ͏͝ ̧̢̕ ͢͠ ̧͜ ̸ . | 10 SP | Tier ?
- Shin, Level 10, Mainline:
HP: 225/225 SP: 195/205 PEnd: 28% (+15%) MEnd: 28% Ppstr: 36 (41) Pmstr: 110 Dx: 33 Lk: 112
---------------------- Meanwhile, the sirens can be heard in the distance. In a fifty meter radius around the current scene, police officers began to arrive and cordon off the area. As they waited anxiously for the conflict to be over. They had their firearms at the ready should it be needed. Many opened the doors and took cover behind them as others kept a dutiful eye into the space that was inevitably going to explode in combat. | |
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| Subject: Re: Posts To Make Sun Feb 17, 2019 10:59 am | |
| "What is he--Oh shit!"Welp. This guy was actually smarter than he looked or smarter than suggested from his earlier fuck up walking around like some Clark Kent mofo. Shin quickly slapped the brush-side of his paintbrush to the ground and immediately a spider-like creature sprout under foot and lunged over 20 meters into the sky. It would roost with each leg digging deep into the walls before scuttling forward to follow after the Psyche-Terrorist as the artist rode on it. But not before noticing Seshat below him and the warning Susan hollered out. Shin covered his eyes as the painting-creature closed theirs. The tell-tale sound of a bang signaled him to advance further, but he stayed a little longer to allow the tidal wave of computerized data to pass without getting in the way. Oh man, was this going to be the end? There was some hope that there wasn't, or else this animal he's riding on is just going to be disappointed. Even if this looked like to be the end, Shin would cautiously eye the area Gabe was occupying and advanced slowly forward. - Action:
Malaques | Inflicts a moderate amount of Water damage to all enemies. | 12 SP | Tier 2 Water Boost | Increases Water damage output 25% | Passive | Tier 2 Boost All | Increases Magical damage output by 10% | Passive | Tier 2
Drawing Board | Shin takes time to draw his creations to perfect its appearance. Per turn that Shin draws, 10 SP will be spent and the attacking skill he uses to make his creation through painting will be boosted by 10% for each turn spent drawing up to a max of ̨ ҉̛͝ ́͜ ̡̛ ̸͢ ̨ ̛ ̢̕ ͟ ͘ ̶́ ̸͢͜ ̷̨. Shin cannot attack through painting unless he breaks off from drawing. | 10 SP | Tier 2 (2/?) [20% boost]
>Artistic Mastery Strength (10% boost)
- Shin's Human Strengths:
—Strength Name: Speed Painting —Description: Given Shin's background and constant adherence to his passion, the speed of his brushstrokes are remarkably fast. Even something as simple as a pencil tracing can be done in mere second and with remarkable detail. Attacks done through painting are ready to go the very moment he starts painting.
—Strength Name: Artistic Mastery —Description: His devotion to his craft are arguably something that can't be denied. His skills are in the top tiers despite being relatively unknown by his contemporaries due to his unpopular focus on his favorite topics. Attacks done through paintbrush during said action will be boosted by 10%.
- Shin, Level 10, Mainline:
HP: ??? SP: ??? PEnd: 28% (+15%) MEnd: 28% Ppstr: 36 (41) Pmstr: 110 Dx: 33 Lk: 112 Tarukaja: 1/3
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| Subject: Re: Posts To Make Wed Mar 20, 2019 4:39 am | |
| "A marvelous find you brought in, Father. Where did you find her?" An eager voice curiously inquired. She could feel probing eyes on her broken figure, but struggled to even divert her gaze at its eager source. She could not move. Could not talk. Could barely even see as her vision shifted between utter blackness and into a blurry reality. All she could do is feel pain, excruciating pain. Each ragged breath struggled to be her last. But the reeking acerbic odor of anesthesia and the sickly smell of iodoform was nauseating. Everything felt so wrong, so splintered... A rough tone replied, but she still could not see where it was coming from. It was a voice of age, full of exasperation of the woman, but also an ember of threat laced within each word. There wasn't a growl, but a measured amount of cold calm. "Don't get your panties tied, Doc. The Mother Superior hasn't even decided what to do with her. You know how she is. Keep off from her.""O-of course! You just can't fault me for my... tendencies when such an interesting selection dangles in front of you." The woman faltered back, the creak from the bed was audible when she stood back up. But the girl could still feel the predatory gaze on her, as if hungrily wanting to claim her. "It's not every day you have a specimen like her. I'm sure you understand."There was only a heavy silence, but the girl could finally begin to fight through the cloudiness of sight. see an old man, bespectacled and in a habit of black, glaring at a woman in white, who only kept glancing at the beeping monitor to the side. Both dotted the room with their presence and neither seemed to be in amicable terms. In this room of white, she could finally see she was in a hospital bed in a ward... strapped in place with leather binds and with a series of tubing jutting out from her very gut. What-- Ah... So that happened. "Then rejoice, dear Erler. You may actually get that opportunity." Footsteps tapped across the tiles as they brought closer a new arrival. The priest stiffened at the newcomer of a blonde into the room, shooting daggers across the room as he glared at the woman. Erler, otherwise, was barely containing her excitement with the whites of her teeth flashing in delight. "What the hell are you saying? She's a kid! She's already been through Hell!" He grit out with clenched teeth and the metallic frame of the bed began to warp from clenching on it so hard. The vehement indignation was emanating from him. The blonde seemed to retain her cool, as if uninterested of his issue, as she locked her gaze on an irate priest. But she finally glanced towards the now awake invalid and merely smiled. "Ah, my apologies. We didn't mean to wake you. How are you feeling?" She crooned gently as she stepped closer towards the bed, ignoring the incensed priest who was also just now noticing the girl was awake. The fire in his face abated, if only a little, yet it threatened to explode again violently. The girl couldn't speak, no matter how much her mouth tried to utter anything comprehensible and no matter the tears dripping from her cheeks. "It must be difficult. I understand. Coming out a nightmare like that... It would break anyone." She spoke softly. Her slender fingers grasped cold digits lying near and embedded by the tubes. The girl only looked at her hands, callused, yet soft. Even when the tone was gentle, she felt an odd foreboding from the older woman. Something deep in her consciousness was telling her not to put any stock in her words. But there were some that tugged at her. ”All of the losses incurred on this world came as a result of inadequacies… Will you seek for ŗ̷́ȩd̡͜͜e̴m̀͡p̸̕t̨̨i̷̡on͜? Or will you let oblivion drown your g̢u̢͞ì̸͜l̷͟t̀͡?" ---------------------- The Cadet blinked into the fluorescent light of the lab. She found herself back into the bed of the table that was pulling her out of the gaping maw of a machine that scanned through her body like that of a CT scan. The fabric feel of the patient gown against her skin also served as a reminder of where she was. Yes, she was in a lab. Not in the Church's, but in a certain Princess' workshop? Maria blinked again and diverted her attention at the etched face of a concerned Serenity. The stark chill in the lab caused shivers to crawl through her back as she replied. "...Yes. Yes, I'm fine. I was just resting my eyes. Will that be all for the test, your Highness?". . . "I'm fine." "No, you're not. Not after what happened in the desert." Serenity was adamant as her eyes sifted through the data on the screen. Each word, graph, and number were being read through and began to widen her eyes in growing concern. On the surface, Maria was just as normal as anyone skin deep. But even below that... It was an entire whole discussion on its own. The questions were beginning to circulate in her head. She averted her gaze towards the Cadet starting to get dressed again, seeing the tattoos on her skin beginning to dim. "Maria, those tattoos. Does Cadet Frost have them too?"The Cadet paused just when the habit was about to clasp onto her form, as if deliberating how to answer it. But she wordlessly shook her head and said nothing more before clasping her attire back on and grasping for her coffin. The lackluster response knit a growing frown on the Princess' brow. It was worrying. She once saw how Maria pushed herself in the Maw and now in the desert. How was she even able to last this long? In that condition? "I can't help you if you can't tell--""I never asked you to." Maria snapped harshly, causing the Princess to blink at the fierceness plastered on her face. But it quickly fell when she realized what just transpired, almost just as shocked as her, at the sudden reaction. She bowed her blue head meekly at Serenity and uttered apologetically. "I-I'm sorry. It's just been a long day and I'm feeling... off.""I'm worried about you. I know you want to do what you can for the City. But if this happens again in operations, you must realize the risk it puts on your team mates." The Princess placed the wooden clipboard at a nearby desk with her both arms crossed at Maria's direction. She didn't like this, at all. Having to thrust reality square in another's face wasn't a pleasant affair, but a necessary one. No matter how much of an asset you were to a team, once the risks begins to come in, it was time to re-weigh a decision. "It won't be an issue. I would never jeopardize anyone's lives because of me." Maria stiffly promised with blue irises focused into Serenity's amethyst ones, evidently unrelenting in her resolve. Serenity quietly stared back, clearly unconvinced. There was a quiet between the two women for a moment before the Princess heaving a sigh. "If you keep this up... you will die.""I wouldn't be in the Cadets if I weren't prepared for that inevitability." The Cadet said, sure of herself. The years spent training and preparing was all for this. She wasn't going to stop, not ever. "And of the people you leave behind? Would they be just as ready?" The Princess asked, causing the postulant's face to fall. She noticed her hands slowly balling up into fists. It was a question Serenity kept asking of Julius once. But that never stopped him from continuing the fight, even if she had to wince through every time when he came back roughed up after the latest mission on each late evening. But unlike him, Maria had no answer. The Princess heaved a sigh and gave a small smile at her. "I won't stop you from continuing your work. At least, for now. But understand that you need to cherish your life. You only have one to live in. Okay?"The Cadet's only response was just another sullen nod before beginning heading to the door with the coffin in tow. Serenity watched her leave through the door as its hinges creaked from age. Just as Maria left, her fingers were immediately working to type through the keyboard of a nearby computer. Keying into a certain Cadet's name, she clicked on a link leading to a dossier. But the one thing that stood out first was a 'name'. "The Church... of Freaks?"
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| - SQ Gained:
+12 Intelligence to Rampage, +6 to the rest of the party.
As Rampage managed to dig into the data, they finally gained access. There were many functions to choose from, but most were full of technical jargon that it was difficult to sparse through to understand what they did. However, several that the team could understand included the turning on or off of the security. But, they would soon notice something was happening on the screens. On the one with the machines, the hum of the mechanical tools began to die down. Several workers appeared confused by what happened, causing the horned-masked man to issue an order. "Get security to check on the back. We need to get supply goin--"The ground and the ceiling shook and quaked. But nothing broke through. Yet, there was the sound of something reminiscent to thunder clapping echoing faintly. While new orders were given to investigate in this screen, on the other, the team could see the remaining Kuzunoha sowing discord and mayhem on his end with an ginormous dragon at his side almost seemingly taking up the entirety of the hallways, obviously making use of it to frighten everyone and getting their attention. <object type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="450" height="25" data="https://www.youtube.com/v/AcP9opMzE?version=2&autoplay=1&hd=1&theme=red&loop=1"><param name="movie" value="https://www.youtube.com/v/AcP9opMzE?version=2&autoplay=1&hd=1&theme=red&loop=1" /><param name="wmode" value="transparent" /></object> "Seiryuu."furrowed her brows together at the destruction being wrought. Only a single word escapes her lips, until she quickly remembered the current situation. [font=Georgia]"We'll need to get moving soon."[/font">
QAS Phase Initiated!
>Turn Off Security Cameras
>Leave It Be
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| Pain. It's all she ever knew. And the strange sensation of being toyed with in every nook and cranny of her body was one too familiar with her. The scent of iodoform greeted her like a sickly old friend. And it almost felt like burning her raw throat when she took her first few gasps. It was already hoarse from the screaming and the sobbing that came after every slice of the scalpel and with each uncaring prod with the stainless steel implements working and churning every necessary component of her naked vessel. Something was wrong... Everything was so wrong-- "Maria?" The Cadet blinked into the fluorescent light of the lab. She found herself back into the bed of the table that was pulling her out of the gaping maw of a machine that scanned through her body like that of a CT scan. She could feel the fabric of the patient gown against her skin, also serving as a reminder of where she was. Yes, she was in a lab. Not in the Church's, but in a certain Princess' workshop? | |
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| Subject: Re: Posts To Make Wed Mar 27, 2019 7:44 pm | |
| >Skelter asks why join us?
>asks question because doubts Brittany will actually do what they have to do, to kill all opposition. Wants to know if he can really trust her and Frog. | |
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| Subject: Re: Posts To Make Thu Mar 28, 2019 7:57 am | |
| Serenity is shocked that shes still somehow even alive. Concerns of what the church is even doing to her. Maria says nothing. But asks about Lisa. | |
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| Subject: Re: Posts To Make Sat Mar 30, 2019 10:56 am | |
| "--law enforcement has confirmed the Leader of the Platinum Playhouse is now within Cadet custody and that further investigation will continue onward for any other criminal elements related to the organization. On other news, however, Sunlake Palms have been dealt a serious blow in the local Church. Police report a body count of 54 dead and several wounded as of the last hour. Right now they are investigating whether this was some kind of Psyche-Terrorist or demon attack. A shooting spree was also reported at the approximate same time of the slaughter. Bullet holes and tears in walls and other public property have been found in the Palms, but it is unclear if there are any connections to the killing spree. Law enforcement warns citizens to never walk home alone and return before sunset. Residents in Sunlake are voicing their concerns and--" The screen turned black as a thumb pressed on the power before slinging the remote to the side onto a table, showing Helter Skelter's reflection. What a disappointment. After all those big words on live television, not even the newcomer lasted very long against the Government's power. The woman seating near him on the couch scoffed at the news, "Even after all that, he really wasn't up to snuff. Who even gets caught in less than a week after your big debut?""Obviously, him. Can't believe those kids nabbed him this fast." Claire piped up as she took a leisurely sip from her morning coffee. She long stopped souring her expression at the lackluster beverage. This was their life now and not getting used to it was doing nobody favors. She then wondered out loud. ""What the hell is Julius even doing to all of the cuties in Zero? Some super-soldier program? I don't think either of us could've pinned him down that quickly back then. What do ya' think, Skelter?""Hell if I know. Doesn't hurt to think Boy Scout decided to amp up the standards now that we're gone. Sounds like just what he'd do." Skelter shrugged before beginning to rise from his couch and beginning to pace around the empty swathes of space in the warehouse before reaching for a stale donut. "Doesn't mean it's over yet for the Playhouse. I take it the rest are out there biding their time.""But it's bad optics all the same. I'm beginning to feel bad for Larsinny. First with Invidia and now this. Can't even catch a break..." Alice remarked as she quickly reclined and took up the whole sofa. But soon her feet were forced to prop closer to her thighs as Claire dropped down to sit near. "Wonder what Maddy is even doing? Heard on the grapevine he's back." "Keeping to the Backlights. The guy isn't dumb, not after word of mouth in the air and sneaking in. If it's him, he'll keep the Playhouse in order after this." The Psyche-Terrorist answered between bites of his morning breakfast. Both women were eyeing at the small smirk, of the two, Alice spoke up. "Are you not going to say hi to him or something? It's been years.""'Might. Would be great if we can get Fido on our side, but knowing him, he's gonna stick with Larsinny. Mad as hell like a hound, but loyal as hell like a dog. Nah, we've got some work to do first. In fact, now's about time for our guest to come by, yeah?" He said while glancing back towards the dilapidated entrance, noticing a newcomer skulking inside at first before unabashedly walking before their midst. | |
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| Subject: Re: Posts To Make Sat Mar 30, 2019 9:17 pm | |
| There was only a silence. There was hesitation and maybe some resolution, as it weak as it were. "Freedom is always paid in blood, no matter how you go about it. You can never have your hands clean if you want to undo the shackles and bonds this dogshit of a society forces on you. So tell me, how much does freedom mean to you? Are you willing to kill for it? No matter what it takes?" | |
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| Subject: Re: Posts To Make Mon Apr 01, 2019 10:51 am | |
| Yeah, can't do this anymore. I went as long as I could when Philemon left this bloated mess of garbage. It's been a long time coming. Between work, study, and site stuff, I've finally hit my limit. Some of you probably realized it a long time ago and this is probably a surprise for some. But you all know now, and that's what's important here. I wish I can say I'm leaving it to staff, but it wouldn't be fair to them to unload all of this burden to them. Not after investing so much of their characters into this. I only kept going because I loved the setting and its potential, enough to willingly sideline Maria as a NPC and lose any enjoyment as a player. But seeing the drawbacks of my sheer inexperience in DMing anything at all in the first place, it is wasted on me anyway. That and I likely wouldn't give as much assistance in helping the plot running even if it were out of my hands. I sure as hell won't make the same mistake the earlier admins did when they promised to give as much assistance, but disappeared for months on end. Hell, one of them admitted to expecting me to drop it at one point when they came back. I won't do that to any of the staff or to any of you. So I'm breaking it here before a cycle begins. Endymion is over. It's gone. I'm sorry I couldn't keep going, but for what's it worth, it was a fun ride even if a bumpy one. For now, please give your support to Steele and Infernal Zero for their plot and side plots respectively. They're good guys and lots of passion at hand. Be patient with them and they'll be good back. As for me, I'm leaving the site. Gotta move on and dance to the tune of real life obligations. Maybe I'll come back, but I probably won't since being a lurker is more comfy. So I guess it's goodbye, but not really. Lessee.... Right, so you guys probably want to know about the entirety of the plot. It's obviously going to be in a spoiler. So feel free to give it a read. Or otherwise, have a good day all of ya. - Endymion Plot:
- Just In Case You Clicked Accidentally:
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| Subject: Re: Posts To Make Tue Apr 02, 2019 8:06 pm | |
| The throng of reporters made it a rough day for the police officers keeping out the inquisitive reporters hounding around for answers to questions that they all seemed to share. The constant buzz of activity was overwhelming for anyone's tastes, especially with cameras ready to record every scene for all to see. But for the participating Cadets, the police officers made it their job to ensure they got inside, even if it meant jostling a few interns to the side. Even once inside, the busy heyday of the office transpired without taking too much note of the Cadet's presence. The accompanying officers who led them inside pointed the directions towards the interrogation and county jail, where their destination was waiting for them. Glances and hushed whispers aside, nothing was ever stopping them. When they finally made the last turn in the corridor, a familiar man greeted them with what looked like a pair of armored guards donned in full black metallic gear and equipped with what looked like belt-fed machine-guns. There was something... "off" about them with a seemingly threatening and ominous appearance, but they remained silent as the Prince noticed a certain Cadet. His cool expression had a hint of concern as he addressed the person in question. <object type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="450" height="25" data="https://www.youtube.com/v/PS4Klgzy5k8?version=2&autoplay=1&hd=1&theme=red&loop=1"><param name="movie" value="https://www.youtube.com/v/PS4Klgzy5k8?version=2&autoplay=1&hd=1&theme=red&loop=1" /><param name="wmode" value="transparent" /></object> | |
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| Subject: Re: Posts To Make Wed Apr 10, 2019 11:23 am | |
| It would seem like forever as nothing happened for minutes on end. Even a hour would pass, inching ever closer to that noon mark. Yet, people just passed by without so much of a care. It would almost seem as if nothing was ever going to claim the box. Just as the noon mark hit and as a mass crowd began to cloud out the entirety of the box, Yuri would feel his cellphone vibrate. An unidentified tag lit up on his phone screen. Upon even looking at what the message was, the familiar image of the JOKER could be seen. And with it, was a text of instructions. JOKER :: "Look at the T.V. To begin, you must truly understand who I am. ♡"The nearest television to him would be found to have that same image on its screen with a green background. Soon the letters: For Yuri in bold were written over clearly before finally fading to black and leading to what seemed to be an introduction video. The ridiculousness of the video caught the eyes of other lounging patrons despite the uselessness of the staff trying to turn it off and change the channel to no result. But when it was over, another text message was given. "Thank you for your patronage.♡ I appreciate the Washington, I do want to get to know you. How about we have a talk in that room you paid for? Texts can so... impersonal."And it would fall silent. If Yoshio went to see what was going on outside, the box was gone. But on his phone, the crowd of people that obfuscated the box made it impossible to see who even came to get it... | |
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| Subject: Re: Posts To Make Sun Apr 14, 2019 5:46 am | |
| After Yuri made his answer, there was no reply from the chair in front of him. Again, there was no movement at all. Not even the slightest shift in weight to cause any creaking on the seat. And... nothing would happen at all. If he went to check the chair, there was only a mannequin and an electric recording device. For all of this time, Yuri has been just talking to himself. His phone began to call and after taking it, a voice spoke. "I certainly have an use for you... But I can't truly say if our end game aligns all too well. I'm sure you are a little disappointed at my absence, but no worries... I have a few friends who wish to play~"As if on cue, the closet and the bathroom that were all the way back to the only entrance and exit to and from the hotel room began to click open. Out stepped two men, but they didn't seem to be like your ordinary people. Pale white faceless visages gifted them a conspicuous appearance as they began to giggle and cackle towards Yuri with slow steps. - Interior of the Hotel Room:
The bought room was like any hotel room, but with only one bed. The way to the locked exit/entrance was all the way in the back and the path to it was narrowed in due to the bathroom and closet located near it. Above it would be a television set on top of a heavy set of drawers as accustomed for patron's use. Even above that near the window the mannequin was facing, there were still the comfy chair it was sitting on and the stool Yuri was using. The single bed would be set aside in its lonesome with a smaller drawer with a telephone and night lamp on it.
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| Subject: Re: Posts To Make Sat Apr 20, 2019 6:31 am | |
| Hotel Jest
HP: 289/300 SP: 100 PEnd: 28% MEnd: 14% Ppstr: 6 Pmstr: 10 Dx: 89 Lk: 58 | |
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| Subject: Re: Posts To Make Sun Apr 28, 2019 7:01 pm | |
| The television was thrown, high and true in purpose as it sailed towards Yuri and Nadia. It wasn't so fast that it couldn't be dodged. But it crashed with a loud and sudden impact against the carpet that caused the hotel staff to flinch. The glass would crack and shatter across the floor and would further crack as the faceless coworker giggled as they approached outside. Though, once they made one step outside of the hotel room... they fell face first to the ground like a puppet with their strings cut.
It was... oddly strange how sudden it all stopped. But a string of low curses escaped one of the staff's lips as they carefully approached the still body and peered into the room to see the comatose and bleeding corpse. "Shit... shit... Nadia and you, stay down by the lobby. Cops are coming. They're gonna want to talk to both of ya."
Almost right on cue, the sirens could be heard as the cruisers quickly parked at the hotel's entrance. Worry and concern could be seen knotted on the older staff's face, but there was more certainty and poise when the familiar sirens of the law enforcement could be heard. And perhaps it was to be expected with the recent murders and shootouts of last night... | |
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