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Post by TimePuppy on Oct 24, 2016 13:29:58 GMT
"Really? It's been that long? I could've sworn we met some time after that," Arthur said and ducked to avoid Huntsman's angry outburst. "But yeah, like Haruko said, you've completely changed! You seem much calmer and that's while you're wearing a suit. You're also being polite. It's kinda scary."
He patted Gen on the back with a smile and said, "Well, it's not that I mind it. It's just weird." Then he toned his voice down a notch and asked, "So what brings you here?"
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Post by Kuma on Oct 27, 2016 4:35:56 GMT
The Shishioh siblings looked at each other for a second after hearing Haruko’s question. A crooked smile appeared on their faces, not a bad one, just a mixture of embarrassment and bad memories trying to be processed through humor. Gen was the first that spoke. -Weeeeeeell… Remember how I fuckin’ got wiped out in Romania?- The Spirit Boxer scratched his face. -I was in a fuckin’ coma for a couple of months.- He kept scratching his cheek while trying to avoid eye contact with the others. -And my master decided to use some fuckin’ forbidden method to get me the fuck up using some of these.- He showed his Gainen Medal to Haruko. -Somethin’ went really fuckin’ wrong and one big ass motherfucker got out.- Rin quickly explained. -It seems there are creatures called Gainen that come from another dimension and people can use them by trapping them inside the medals.-
The Hot-Blooded Boxer scratched his nape and tried to chuckle. -Well, I got into a brawl with the fuckin’ thing and ended up punchin’ it the fuck to space… with me attached.- His sister took her turn and continued explained. -We thought he was dead but somehow he was trapped in a place with many dimensional doors, I think a relative of yours was part of the group that found Gen, Miyata-san.- The Hot-Blooded Boxer resumed his explanation. -Not my finest fuckin’ hour, but I managed to get out with them and here am I, I lost my Ki and Fightin’ Spirit durin’ the fuckin’ fight but I have this fuckin’ thing to balance that out and now I’m tryin’ to live my fuckin’ live one step at a time.- The silbings look at each other and both said. -So basically not that fuckin' much happened…- Rin replied to Arthur’s question. -We came for the whole “Henry” thing.- As Gen told her to avoid mentioning Nensho.
Gen didn’t reply as he was busy looking at Huntsman with a hint of confusion. -Sorry but I don’t know who the fuck are ya… So don't get so fuckin' chummy with me.- The Boxer was trying to remember, but he never seen somebody like Huntsman current form. With this reply it was clear that he changed a bit, but not as much.
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Post by HungryHunter on Oct 28, 2016 5:44:29 GMT
The Master groaned and scraped his fingers down his face. "You are absolutely... positively... no fun at all." MOG spoke with actual hatred. It wasn't an enemy he held this contempt for because at least an enemy choose to face him. It was this miserable creature, who refused to even properly play. "Have what you want. I'm playing with somebody else."
The Master vanished without so much as a "poof", and in that instant the location of the doll was burnt into Jose's brain. A simple greenhouse, full of vigorous plant life. Specific but utterly useless. There was no context to the mental image. Along with it came an image of a white wall, lower at the ends than the middle and curving so that they almost touched. Upon it was a single image, a black hexagon marked with a smaller blue hexagon in the center and two purple diamonds at the bottom. Exact coordinates followed, burying themselves deep. They wouldn't be forgotten even if Jose's entire brain was splattered on the casino floor.
Huntsman scoffed at Gen's leaky memory, then remembered his form wasn't like last time Gen saw him. Or the time before that. "Don't tell me you forgot... uh... oh, geez, what name did I use that time?" Huntsman scratched his head. "We blew up Alcatraz. That should stick in your head even after... going to space. Tell me, is the earth a beautiful blue jewel from up there?" Huntsman's tone suddenly changed with this last sentence, becoming almost wistful.
Dan waved the small woman off, not noticing the lightness of his pocket. He had just seen somebody he very much wanted to meet up with, distracting him from all else. He put his foot forward to make strides for her when a thin man suddenly appeared in front of him. Dan balked, staring at the strangeness. It wasn't like he had walked in front of him while Dan wasn't paying attention. "Hey, buddy. How's my brother doing in there?" The skeletal man spoke in a rich voice like a king, if only king of a radio show. Dan's eyes widened. There was no way... "Oh, tell me you're not-" "Just like the thing that ruined your life. Sorry, but I am. And boy do I have a deal for you."
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Post by waybig1010101 on Nov 3, 2016 4:59:15 GMT
As the master disappears, Jose releases his breath in relieve. He didn't just not like the guy, but there is something about him that is dangerous. Normally he would go after people like that, but for some reason he could tell that he is someone well above his pay grade. Still, at least he got some juicy information from the guy. He didn't know exactly why, but he could tell the information is genuine. However, how useful will that information be in the long run? Knowing where the plant manipulator is now isn't the problem, but to know where she will be later might be an issue if he doesn't act fast. Still, he is on a mission and its time that he starts. He slowly walks away from the slot machines as he searches for the others who are working on this mission.
While Jose is ready to start working on the assignment, the soulless man continues to enjoy his time at the table. No caring to start the mission so long as he continues to receive a drink every minute or so.
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Post by Vapovile on Nov 5, 2016 16:26:07 GMT
Haruko looked on as Gen and Rin explained their story, her face becoming a mix of concern and confusion. So...he was in a coma for a few months, was revived again using a medal that looked like the one they used to revive him in Osaka, fought some type of creature that escaped, launched it INTO SPACE...somehow found himself in a place with many dimensions, met one of her siblings, managed to get out...and now he can't use ki or fighting spirit? Pausing for a few moments to let all the information sink in, Haruko couldn't help but give a small laugh in response. "...well...heh, I guess those would be a few major things that happened." It almost sounded too crazy to be true. Haruko was a full member of the Hidden World...but she was a seamstress by trade, so she didn't delve too deep into the stranger aspects that were out there. How could he survive being shot into space, and then get back down without burning up in the atmosphere?!
Clasping her hands together, Haruko looked at the two siblings. "I would be delighted if we could catch up more in detail later, maybe over some coffee? My treat." Turning her head to the side slightly to look at Huntsman, the seamstress's right eyebrow lowers slightly at the mention of Alcatraz. "Wait...you two blew up Alcatraz? You all talk of these huge events so...casually." At the mention of the name 'Henry', Haruko lowers her voice. "We should really try and break through the checkpoint now. You said you lost your ki and fighting spirit...are you still ok to fight?" She asks, not wanting to put people in danger if they couldn't handle it. Though...she could guess his response even if he was strong enough to fight or not. Noticing a rather large man in a pink suit, Haruko gives Dan a small wave as a rather skinny man appeared in front of him.
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Absentmindedly stirring his drink, Sid decides to stand up and begin checking out the casino security. That was one of the bonus objectives, right? From the things the kickmaster could observe, the casino was guarded by a large team of security, had multiple tiny security cameras dotting certain spots on the walls, and probably had microphones built into these card tables. Standing next to the window once more, he stares at the massive concrete wall in front of him. The checkpoint was guarded by 10 armed guards in riot gear, each clutching an assault rifle and having a large metal shield on their backs. The team's faces were obscured by thick black masks, making it difficult to see who they were. The road leading into the wall was blocked off by a simple road barricade, followed by the guards, and finally a set of thick metal blast doors that looked near impossible to pry open should they ever be closed.
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Post by Iris on Nov 5, 2016 17:05:57 GMT
During her pondering walk full of ill intentions, Fumi’s gaze got drawn away momentarily towards a few of the outside stands that sold the usual things these kinds of places did; tourist trash, stupid trinkets, things of the like. Usually she wasn’t terribly interested in such things, Fumi had her fair share of snowglobes, but something caught the little thief’s attention in one of these tacky stalls.
Situated on a dingy shelf was a small white board, its surface clean and its outer edges decorated with small stars and moons. However, what really kicked her desire in was the small magnets on two opposing corners, the shapes being that of a childish UFO depiction...and the other being a silly alien head. Bouncing up and down outside of the stall, Fumi was whining with her fists clutched tight to her chest; that was the coolest thing she’d ever seen!!!!
It’d taken her a lot of pondering around, lips pursed as she silently mimicked whistling, touching around and pretending to oggle or look at the merchandise. Thankfully these tourist traps worked well, being packed among so many bodies and being so small made it easy to drag her fingertips across the white board she’d wanted so badly, leaving an empty space in its wake. Acting as if she was disinterested in the wares, Fumi left, tapping her fingertips along the row of snowglobes, leaving another empty space near the very end…
Sitting outside, as close to the wall as she was permitted, Fumi’s legs rocked back and forth on the bench she’d chosen, humming a tune in her head as the squeak of a loud marker broke in and out, the sharp smell of the black tool greeting her nose while she held up the board to admire her handiwork. In curly font, a smiley face at the end, Fumi wrote her name in big, bold letters, all while she had a cheesy smile on her face. This was great!!
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Post by waybig1010101 on Nov 7, 2016 5:26:01 GMT
As Jose walks through the shady casino, he eventually spots a familiar face. Thinking that this can't be coincidence, he steps forward a few steps until he is directly behind Gen and Rin. "This't isn't good, I can't remember ever meeting you without some nearby threat waiting around the corner," he said to Gen in a surprisedly comedic tone. He takes a few moments to survey the rest of the people. "Is everyone who is on the mission here right now?" he thought to himself. Either way, he figures he might as well introduce himself. "Sorry for the intrusion." he apologized to the rest of the group as he most likely interrupted an ongoing conversation. "The name's Jose Hernandez. Pleased to meet all of you."
As the earth shaker introduces himself to the group, Chase continue to drink and play blackjack without any signs of stopping, let alone an interest in the mission. As he imagines, trouble always manages to find him, so all he has to do is wait for it to show up. And before it does, he plans to enjoy this brief leisure to the fullest before somebody ruins it.
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Post by TimePuppy on Nov 7, 2016 15:39:49 GMT
Arthur listened to the whole story with great interest and at the end he nodded. "Ah, yes. Just your everyday adventures. Don't we all die at least once before we actually die?" Arthur said sarcastically. "In all seriousness though, it's a miracle you're alive now. I got a warning about the Gainen from a certain person who is quite familiar with them and his only suggestion if I encountered one was to run. And he also mentioned containment devices for them, so I assume that medal is one of them. I imagined something... Bigger."
Soon, another person joined them. He too apparently knew Gen. "Wow, Gen. You sure do get around. But guys, our group is getting quite big. Suspiciously big. We should probably go, asap."
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Post by Kuma on Nov 11, 2016 2:21:44 GMT
-Ya ain’t the kickin’ bastard… and ya don’t seem to be a piece of shit with brain damage....- Gen slowly narrowed his eyes as he tried to remember. -Ya’re the freakin’ wizard!- He exclaimed while pointing at Huntsman, taking a step backwards from the shock.- Did ya get a fuckin’ 5 star plastic fuckin’ surgeon? WHAT THE SHIT MAN!?- Gen’s hands reached his temples, still in shock. -I’ve seen some weird fuckin’ shit but I still remember how fuckin’ weird it got that fuckin’ time around… what the fuck!?- Surely some people would’ve started to watch in their direction and the Hot-Blooded Boxer realized that, so he toned it down a bit and asked. -So… How’ve ya been? Did ya stop another big-ass monster from eatin’ the fuckin’ world?- As he was busy talking with Huntsman Gen couldn’t answer to Haruko’s question. So Rin decided to reply for him.
-Don’t mind, I don’t know half the things he has done over the years.- The Novice Warrior smiled. -I think he can deal with more or less anything he could deal before, there are some perks about having an interdimensional demon trapped inside a medal, at least that’s what Gen says…- Rin moved a bit further away from her brother so he couldn’t hear her. -I only got some half baked information from people who was in Sakurajima, but seemingly Gen can transform using the medal or he gets some kind of armor, I don’t really know the details.- After confiding with Haruko she turned as she heard Arthur’s proposition. -Yes Mr. Cromwell, you’re right, we should get moving.- She then turned to Gen. -Hayato come on, we’re leaving.- She said using Gen’s cover identity name to call him.
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Post by HungryHunter on Nov 12, 2016 4:44:33 GMT
"If by plastic surgeon, you mean I change shapes, sure." Huntsman couldn't get mad at Gen. He was cute. "To an extent. I stopped a guy wanted to get his little monster babies all over the world. That close enough?" Huntsman spoke of this like it was a fun vacation more than a life threatening battle. He looked around when Arthur suggested splitting up. "But drawing attention is what I like..." Huntsman practically giggled as he eyed Dan and slipped around behind the slot machines. The others could go for the barrier. He'd just draw attention here.
"I'm not interested." Dan flatly rejected the creature and turned around, only to find MOG standing there. "You wouldn't want to get rid of the Primal Roar? You might finally be a decent person." The Master's voice betrayed no deception. "You... you can take it away? And wait a minute, I'm-" "Don't get high because you occasionally leap to action. You're a selfish being. You do it all for your own pleasure." The Master inturrupted and shook his finger like a teacher chiding his student. "And yes, the Primal Roar can be removed from your body. But I warn you, your powers will go with it."
Dan frowned deeply. "Never." He shook his head. "I thought so. Like I said, you're selfish. You couldn't live without the rush of combat, could you? After everything you've done, you can't go back to fighting without powers. You'll wish you took my offer soon enough, Dan. Goodbye." The skinny man vanished like Dan's blink erased him from the world. Dan blinked and glanced around. Bastards. "You can't trust anything extradimensional, buddy." He spun again to find another man in strange clothing leaning on the bar, glorious red hair falling over it. Great, another weirdo. And a familiar one this time.
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Post by Vapovile on Nov 15, 2016 13:03:40 GMT
As Rin was explaining how Gen now had some sort of interdimensional demon inside of a medal...Jose walked up to the group, Haruko recognizing him from the mission the both of them went on with Callis in Kyoto several months ago. Unfortunately, that mission wasn't exactly a complete success...hopefully with this many people, this one will turn out better. She gave Jose a small smile and wave when he joined the group, then turned back to Rin. "Interdimensional...demon?" Haruko asked, lowering her right eyebrow slightly in both confusion and interest. "Well, if you think it is ok, I won't argue. Hopefully I will get to see this armored form today." Haruko said with a small grin, curious to see what this new form looked like.
Seeing as how Huntsman seemed to slink off to talk to Dan, Haruko clapped her hands together twice to get everyone's attention. "Ok, everyone, let's start heading out. Right this way!" She quietly says to the group, making sure none of the security guards were overhearing them. Once the group began to head out, Haruko ducked away and walked up to both Dan and Huntsman, ignoring the shapeshifter for now and focusing on Dan with a small smile on her face. "Hello, Dan! Long time no see. I would love to stay and chat...but we are going to go check out another part of the island. We'd love to have you join us if you want, if not, we can catch up some other time! See ya!" And with that, Haruko turned back and jogged back to the group.
Once everyone was outside, they make their way down the sidewalk and stop only meters away from the checkpoint set up outside the large doors to the protected part of the island. The massive concrete wall was rather imposing to stand in the shadow of; just what was so important that it warranted this level of security? The ten armed guards were positioned just behind the road barricade, the large doors behind them still wide open for the group to run through once the guards are out of the way. Clapping her hands twice once more, Haruko turns to everyone in the group. "There is the door...here is what I'm thinking. We approach them acting like we're lost, and get as close as we can. Then, we knock them all out and run through the door as fast as we can. How does that sound to everyone?" The seamstress asks, not seeing any way they could sneak through with how the guards were positioned, and the size of the group was too large anyway.
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Post by TimePuppy on Dec 3, 2016 18:55:08 GMT
Arthur looked the wall up and down. A pair of ice wings appeared on his back and he flew into the air at incredible speeds. Seeing the situation, he clicked his tongue. His wings disappeared and he entered a free fall nosedive. When he got close to the ground he straightened up and started sliding down a spiral trail of ice, smoothly landing where he was standing previously.
"We're definitely not going in over the wall. Now, we could try finding a way in through the sewers. But if you guys think being subtle is boring, we can go with Ruko's plan."
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Post by HungryHunter on Dec 7, 2016 5:46:42 GMT
"Subtle has its place." The Master spoke, right behind Arthur. "But the pieces are already in place for violence." He stepped past the ice mage and offered a hand to Rin and Gen. "Hello, Rin. Hello, Gen. I am the Master of Games. Don't worry, I'm the nice type of interdimensional demon. I'm sure Arthur and Haruko will vouch for me." He regarded them with a conman's silky voice and charming smile. "I'm sure you're in a hurry, but sometimes..." He let the sentence hang for a good 10 seconds before there was a light rumble and a screeching alarm filled the air. "It pays to wait." He vanished again with a laugh, which seemed to persist in the air a moment after he was gone.
Dan turned from his new antagonizer and was immediately flustered. "Uh... yeah, I'll catch up." He hid his face with his hat as best he could as she jogged off. Behind him, Huntsman snorted. "You don't recognize me? How quickly you forget." Huntsman laughed and snatched a drink from another patron. The woman yelled and reached for a knife at her belt, but the abomination smashed her away, toppling bar stools and other patrons in turn. "If you're another punk who thinks I have a reputation, I'm not interested. It's a misunderstanding." Dan growled. "Oh, I don't care about your little Primal Roar reputation. I care about you. We're real friends. I knew you before you were famous." Huntsman smiled and knew Dan recognized him by the look in his eyes.
A second later he was smashed right through the bar, reducing it to splinters and the glasses behind to very sharp liquid. "That's it? For everything I did? Come on Dan, I believe in you." Huntsman just laughed and clawed Dan across the face with fingers that had become little more than bony claws. He didn't mind when Dan's kidney punch tore him in half, wrapping his arms around Dan's neck as his legs turned into a hard, spring legged cluster of bone and rammed Dan right into the middle of the floor.
In Clover's Corner, Clover looked on. Bar fights were nothing new here, and even the crowd was more excited than scared. But if she had her knowledge straight, these two both had a reputation for destruction. It would be best to quickly round them up. "Hey, Lara. I need a roundup. No, don't set off the alarm just yet. We don't want to start a panic. Besides, one's going to be dead by the time you get here." She watched Dan stagger into a corner, rammed and choked until he fell.
"You put up a better fight when you were a kid. Oh, wait. You didn't." Huntsman's upper half slithered back to his lower and screwed itself back on. "I'm gonna do you a favor, Dan. I'll give you a chance to finally entertain me. It's you or me. Kill me or I'm gonna kill you." He stood tall, glowering down at Dan like prison spotlights. Dan slowly pulled himself to his feet. "What do you get out of this? What is wrong with you?" He asked, bleeding profusely from his facial wounds. Huntsman just smashed him across the face with a board from the bar. Dan fell against the fall but didn't collapse. Clearly, he was uninterested in answering. Huntsman smiled as Dan raised his hand over his head and energy began to swirl to it. He laughed when it was bigger than a car. Clover dove for cover and it fell like a meteor.
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Post by Kuma on Dec 8, 2016 4:33:43 GMT
Rin and Gen looked at each other after the Master of Games’ enigmatic introduction and they were shocked by his subsequent vanishing act. Rin turned to her brother and asked. -So do you know everybody on this island or just the stranger ones.- Gen sighed scratching the back of his head, he joined his hands in a dramatic praying gesture and asked to the heavens. - Can’t I have a fuckin’ day without weird fuckin’ things?- He rubbed his eyes, pretty much tired of meeting a bunch of weirdos and got closer to Haruko, with Rin following him right behind. Rin, who heard the Seamstress plan approved. -That seems like a sound plan Miyata-san.- Gen puffed some air rudely as he crouched, drawing the locations of the guards with his finger. -So who is takin’ care of who?- He asked the others as he looked in the direction of the wall, clearly eager to punch somebody.
-We’re going to take care of them, you just stay here where is safe.- Rin talked to Gen, maybe with an over-protective tone, that made her older brother glare at her with a sour face. -What the fuck do ya mean Rin? Are ya thinkin’ I can’t fuckin’ knock down a couple of fuckers?- He asked, noticeably pissed. She noticed, a bit too late, that she stepped on a landmine. -Sorry, I didn’t mean it like that, but they might be ability users and from what I gather your new power is a bit too noisy.- The Former Spirit Boxer kept glaring at his sister until finally he broke eye contact and clucked his tongue. -Tsk… Okay, ya guys take care of it, I’m goin’ to act as a watchman.- Rin showed a weak smile, she wasn’t sure about her brother new powers so she didn’t want to overexpose him to any sort of danger, he was almost killed 3 times in less than 2 years, so she wanted to protect him.
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Post by waybig1010101 on Dec 8, 2016 7:05:24 GMT
Studying the wall and the guards, the young bounty hunter begins to debate whatever or not it would be smart to travel underground. Using his terra senses, he starts to scan the earth ahead in order to gather at least a general layout of the area behind the wall, especially if there is anything underground. However his focus vanishes once the Master of Games appears. "Not this guy again..." he mumbled. As the man vanishes once more, he silently prays that he won't have to deal with the interdimensional demon again. Though he seems to be extremely resourceful, he also looks equally dangerous. And dealing with that...creature...is probably not worth it.
Jose approaches Haruko and offers her an alternative plan than simply knocking out people, "I could make us a personal tunnel system, so we can enter a bit more..discreet. Between our Ki senses and my terra radar we could probably avoid popping out the other side being surrounded by whoever is inside." He waits patiently for her answer, however if she and the group instead wish to go with her original plan, then he will be more then willing to help take out the guards. He even would offer to let the group know that he could just let the ground shallow them. It would work similar to quicksand, but a lot more aggressive and faster. Hopefully the sudden pull into the earth will prevent them from reacting until it is too late. And once trapped they will be unable to call for help or backup.
At the table, Chase finishes winning another hand with a four card 21. As he receives his chips, he picks up on the approaching soul of his waiter. Turning around he expects to the waiter to offer another complimentary free drink, however; instead the waiter informs him that they will have to wait for the fight at the bar to be settled before being able to get him another drink. Before he could ask any questions, the soulless man hears an energy blast going off. Annoyed at the idea that someone has just ruin his free drinks system, he gets up and walks towards the direction of the explosion. The dealer calls for him due to him leaving behind a decent amount of chips, but Chase ignores the man as he couldn't care less about money. Right now he is focus on one thing only and that is the current condition of the bar.
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Post by Vapovile on Dec 11, 2016 19:57:07 GMT
A loud alarm rang out through the casino, the dozen security personnel instantly converge on the two fighters, shoving the patrons nearby out of the way of the energy blast before it rocked the building. Once the dust settled, two poker tables were in shambles, scattered across the floor after the blast smashed them to pieces. Across the room, Lara had ducked into a nearby bathroom, reappearing a minute later wearing a combat suit consisting of what appeared to be riot gear; a thick black bulletproof vest under a black, grey and white camo shirt and pants. Her face was obscured by a thick black mask that showed a heads-up-display inside, giving Lara information about how many people were in the vicinity, their heat signatures, and other useful intel.
The security guards all took out batons with pulsing electricity along the outside, meant to paralyze even Hidden World targets and make them stop fighting. Three of the guards ran in and swung at Huntsman, while another three went for Dan and tried to strike his back with the stun rods. Lara soon appeared on the scene, pointing a large metallic shotgun at the both of them. "Freeze! Stop fighting right now, or I will kill both of you where you stand." Lara threatened, training her sights on Huntsman. Great...a shapeshifter. Guns don't work as well on these targets.
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Outside, Haruko looked on in confusion as the Master of Games talked to Gen and Rin. She only vaguely remembered who this man was, and had no idea how he knew Gen or Rin. Once he left and the alarm was sounded, Haruko glanced around the group...and saw both Huntsman and Dan were still missing. "If I were to guess...that's either Huntsman or Dan." Haruko absentmindedly guessed to the group, glancing back to the checkpoint. The guards were now on alert, arranged in a formation with 3 guards holding large metallic shields that blocked the roadway, 3 guards positioned behind them with single-barrel shotguns pointed between the gaps in shields, and 4 guards in the third row with assault rifles at the ready.
"Thank you Jose, but tunneling may take too long...and the alarm is already sounded. We have to hurry before they're told to close the gate." Haruko tells the group, turning toward the guards and casually walking toward them and waving. "Heeeeey! Um, excuse me! We're a little lo-" "Stop where you are!" The guard in the middle of the front row ordered. "Nobody is allowed past this point!" He yells at the seamstress. Feigning surprise, Haruko clasps her hands together in fake embarrassment. "Sorry, sorry. We just wanted to know where the stadium was. Do you know...by chance? My map here isn't great..." She asks innocently, reaching into her coat and grabbing five explosive knives. Before the guard could respond, she tosses all five of them at the front row of guards, the knives smashing against their shields and creating a large cloud of dust that blocked their ability to see the group. "FIRE AT WILL!" One of the guards yelled as a shower of gunfire erupted wildly out of the smoke, none of them aimed at anyone in particular.
Haruko dove over the side of the bridge and threw two knives out from her coat with wires attached, the knives embedding themselves on the underside of the bridge and allowing the seamstress to swing off onto the other side, grabbing the ledge and flipping up behind the guard's formation. With the guards distracted with the smoke, Haruko was able to toss two explosive knives and knock the assault rifles out of two of the guard's hands in the back. However, the two guards then turned their attention to the seamstress and took out their sidearm pistols to fire upon her. With two of the guards attacking her, that left the three shield guards in front, three shotgun guards in the middle, and two guards in the back with their rifles still.
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Post by Iris on Dec 11, 2016 20:44:49 GMT
A blackboard filled with her flowery writing lay by her side on the bench, her back pressed into it while she looked towards the top of the seemingly never-ending wall. In her hand, Fumi crumpled up a small, shiny paper and in her mouth, she felt the familiar, faux taste of processed gum. As fun as the initial drawing had been, Fumi still had a job to do here and now she had to think…
A large bubble pursed from her lips, the heavy scent of bubblegum wafting into her nose while her gaze became obscured by the pink mass, only to break apart with a sharp snap. Fumi thought and thought, but nothing was really coming to mind; she was an opportunist when she didn’t have time to prepare. A break in planned was easy, layouts ready and exits marked...but an unplanned break in was a matter of great timing...and even greater luck. Thankfully, Fumi made her life living off of luck and as she blew another bubble, Fumi’s next opportunity appeared in the form of a loud bang that followed the pop.
Looking no more suspicious than any lost kid, Fumi kept her head tilted back, but she watched the sudden rushing of armored guards in her vision. The one easiest entrance, which she could only assume was the equivalent of a “front door” was soon barricaded and judging by what gear they were carrying, only someone incredibly strong, or incredibly sneaky would be able to break through this. Fumi, obviously the latter, watched as a strange group of interesting people approached and began discussion...one that obviously wasn’t working. However, as the smaller one suddenly caused a large dark, distracting cloud to appear, Fumi’s lips wound up in a dastardly smile around her bubble. Opportunity rang for her once again. On a bench, now empty, lay a single shiny wrapper tossed aside.
All it took her was one deep breath, held tight and comfy in her chest while she took her first few steps towards the commotion; the final step she took caused her to simply disappear, nothing but a plume of smoke that dispersed across the ground and slithered within the mass of smoke still left behind. In all the confusion and commotion, Fumi wound her way around the many bodies hectically moving and made a split-decision as she felt the air in her lungs reaching a scary half-way point. If she were to get in, she felt for certain that there was more trouble laying inside and she couldn’t bear not having an escape route ready...thankfully , it seemed the group of questionable individuals had begun a full out assault on the guards and again, she felt opportunity call.
In the back-lines where the two with the large assault rifles stood, a sudden surge of smoke formed up silently. A small pop, followed by the overpowering smell of fresh bubblegum would alert them for only a second, but it wouldn’t be enough to stop the small girl for placing her hands forward, on both of their rifles, and in an instant if they allowed her to keep her contact, Fumi would turn them into nothing but simple smoke, a dastardly smirk on her face.
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Post by waybig1010101 on Dec 14, 2016 6:57:52 GMT
As the security team attempts to clear the area, one officer had the unfortunate luck to deal with an incoming and mumbling to himself Chase. Placing his hand against the soulless man's chest, the security personnel barks orders for the him to get out of here. At first Chase doesn't respond to the man, but instead continues to rant underneath his breath, "I swear Huntsman better not have ruin the bar..." During his walk, he used his spirit 'radar' to detect his friend's presence at the epicenter of the explosion. He had also picked up on Dan, but he figured that between those two personalities, Huntsman is the more probable cause for the sudden commotion at the bar, which he hoped somehow survived by some miracle.
Looking past the man's shoulder to examine what has happen, he spots Huntsman and Dan and no bar. Sighing to himself in defeat, the heartbroken drunk looks up to the sky and wonders if there is some cruel forces out there trying to ruin his day. "Well I did pick up on that demon god before..." he thought to himself. Maybe he is playing the classic game, "Who wants to fuck up Chase's Day." Meanwhile as the depress alcoholic deals with another realization of his shitty luck, the security personnel starts to get extremely angry at the man for ignoring him. He proceeds to push his hand against his chest as he tries to get his attention by shoving him to the floor. Yet, the guy's arm barely budges against his torso. Feeling like he is pushing against a solid stone wall, the puzzled guy looks up to make eye contact with a mildly annoyed Chase.
A few seconds later and a screaming voice travels through the air. The screams vanish once the thrown security personnel slams into one of his fellow security guards. Soon after, the noise of heavy foot steps echo as a fully armored Chase with the exception of his helmet, steps forward. Maybe the security team will be a bit confused by the sudden appearance of a paladin looking individual, yet the man appears to not be interested in them at all as his eyes focus only on one person.
"Why can't you find somewhere else to fight?' he asked Huntsman with similar tone of voice someone would use against their dog for peeing on the carpet again.
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Post by HungryHunter on Dec 21, 2016 20:43:55 GMT
Huntsman and Dan stood next to a scrap filled crater. "Oh, come on." Huntsman snarled. Dan hadn't even aimed for him. Of course, he intended to avoid the shot anyway, so it wasn't like it really mattered, but Dan's cowardice made him a lot less fun. "I've spilled enough blood for a lifetime." Dan grumbled, trying to wipe blood off his face. "Well that makes one of us." Huntsman snarled, tendrils stabbing out from his arms to spill onto the floor. "But I at least assume you won't come quietly at least." His voice descended into a snarling hiss as he lashed the tendrils at the chests of two of the approaching guards to pierce them through and bounced away from the remainder.
Dan spun to face the approaching guards. He raised his arms, taking singes in his arms before stepping in to smash one guard across the face with his elbow and rip his baton from his hands to smash a second in the back of his knee. He launched a last rabbit punch for the guard and dropped the baton. Weapons weren't his style. He faced the last guard in an expert fighting stance, aura up to defend against the baton. Behind, Huntsman bounced over Chase's head. "Chase! And no, I had to fight here. We're a distraction. Dan doesn't know yet. You've met Dan, right?" Huntsman chattered while flicking one of his tendrils out at Lara's head.
From behind a curtain in Clover's Corner, Clover emerged. She was covered in grass green armor, head to toe, but even as she walked it began to pale out, taking the coloration of her surroundings. Two octogons popped off her waist and she grabbed handles attached to their bottoms. Little green plasma blades hummed forth as she neared Chase. A heavy burlap hood held upright by steel rings pushed itself over her face, hiding a face with a broad visor. Nearly invisible, she stabbed out, aiming to pierce his undefended neck. "Dammit Lara! You have to work on that prep time. Look what they did to my casino!" All the customers had already fled and half her machines were destroyed. It would take forever to get this place back to normal!
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Post by Kuma on Dec 22, 2016 2:24:20 GMT
Rin stood firm in between Gen and the guards. With evident skill she summoned her Ki from deep within, getting just a thin bluish glow around her. -Stay behind me Gen-niisan.- She whispered as her weapon shifted from the minimalist bracelet to a full size naginata she twirled in front of her, deflecting the incoming fire. The Former Spirit Boxer wasn’t fazed, leaning back against a wall as his sister did all the heavy lifting. Not that he could actually do something in his current state, limited to human reactions, as trained as he was. His hand fidgeted around the medal, he felt so useless incapable of sustaining the power of the medal for long, thus having only short bursts of power to help his sister and friends with. -Tsk, fuck…- He muttered as the barrage of bullets stopped for a second, a gap Rin took advantage of, turning her polearm into a bow and showering the area where the shotgun users were with Ki arrows, capable of piercing through kevlar like a hot knife through soft cheese.
Gen kept popping in and out of cover, with barely contained frustration gleaming on his eyes, looking at how the situation was developing, hopefully they would be able to defeat the guards, because if they didn’t he wouldn’t be able to contain the desire to transform. -Stay behind cover!- Rin snapped to him as she kept shooting arrows at the limbs of the Shotgun-armed guards.
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