Arianna Shay Nicknames:Arie, Shay, Weapons: None Race: Appolite/Demon Location: City Park
Arianna walked to the park on her way home, she was still not feeling well and knew that it was because she needed more then human food, she craved blood and that was from her Demon. But sitting down on the park bench she was able to quench the hunger for it and rest for a little bit,I wish it would stop, I wish I didn't have her at times.She thought to herself resting her head in her arms deep in thought.
Niko was seated in the bench closest to one of the lamp post. Because of his powers of nigh vision, he had to wear a pair of sunglasses when he is close to bright lights to protect his eyes from straining. Growing tired of waiting, he was currently awaiting his next assassination. He would occasionally check his phone for a text from his squire. The screen on his phone was rather dim, so it didn't really affect his eyes so much. Though, he wish that his squire would hurry up and text him already.
Cathy (aka Temperance aka Stallion) Race: Daimon Active weapon: Stilettos Arsenal: thin stilettos (2), throwing knives (8 ), dual 1971 custom S&W 44 auto mags (2 guns, 4 clips), solid tungsten nunchaku ( each stick 15", custom built to screw together into a 29" staff), 9" interrogation needles (6), carbon fiber hood string Mood/thoughts: That idiot, caring about me... *cue this* Powers: (ACHTUNG: while her powers stay the same, the way she uses them as each persona changes)
Vibrations: Controls sonic waves in the air to cause a variety of effects, mainly used as a sort of "radar" and to activate nerves when attacking to cause extreme pain (fun fact, doesn't have to be kept in mind)
Psychic scream: Using a combination of hypnosis and telepathy based around a noise, Cathy can create "screeches" that can confuse an opponent. She can use ambient noises with reduced effectiveness
If she knows the victim well enough, she can even create auditory illusions meant to affect them in a deeper psychological level. Must know this person intimately for best effect
Persona tactics: The Cathy persona is the most indirect, preferring to use her surroundings to her advantage in hit and run tactics meant to confuse and tire out her opponent. Uses stilettos and throwing knives.
Location: The park Health:100 Energy: 100
Cathy had been left in a somber mood after her conversation with her silly little owl. The fool was only going to get himself killed by trying to protect her. He laughed as she hummed to herself. Like she really needed protecting. Without realizing, her 'scream' was amplifying her soft singing, hints of the melody reverberating in the air. The trees were putting her in a mellow mood. Among them, alone, it was almost as if she was once again in her little cottage, safe, still whole. Alas, that wasn't to be, 'rasmus' her thoughts echoed, 'I... I wish...'
She stopped abruptly when she saw the man sitting by the lamp post, letting out a small squeak of surprised. Why hadn't she sensed him?, "Excuse me, mister..." She said softly, walking closer. She smiled weakly, not quite in the smiling mood, "I apologize if I disturbed you. I'm sure you have important things to do, nobody's out this late if there's not something they're supposed to do..." She gazed at him curiously, her eyes wide with what could pass for innocence. He didn't seem his age, he was wearing sunglasses at night, and her knives were beginning to feel very heavy in her pocket. Every instinct told her to be very careful...
Posted: Sun Aug 02, 2015 6:34 pm
Terriermonkey
NikolaiCurtis Weapon Status: Tactical Blade Mood: In complete surprise. Location:
City Park
After a moment of sure boredom, Niko's head perked up as he heard a slight hum of a young woman's voice softly singing echoing throughout the park. He turned towards the direct towards where that voice was coming from and saw a silhouette of a person further distance away from where he was standing. Rather confused and shocked, he began wonder how a person's voice could project that loud of sound with a single hum. The voice was getting abnormally louder and bassier as it came closer. Niko watched as a woman stopped dead in her tracks and jumped as she just noticed him. As she spoke to him, he turned his phone off and shoved it back in his coat pocket. "There is no need to apologize. I'm only her for important business. Client has not called back though." He said. His Russian accent was rather thick when he spoke.
Cathy (aka Temperance aka Stallion) Race: Daimon Active weapon: Stilettos, switching to tungsten rod next turn Arsenal: thin stilettos (2), throwing knives (8 ), dual 1971 custom S&W 44 auto mags (2 guns, 4 clips), solid tungsten nunchaku ( each stick 15", custom built to screw together into a 29" staff), 9" interrogation needles (6), carbon fiber hood string Mood/thoughts: ... *cue this* Powers: (ACHTUNG: while her powers stay the same, the way she uses them as each persona changes)
Vibrations: Controls sonic waves in the air to cause a variety of effects, mainly used as a sort of "radar" and to activate nerves when attacking to cause extreme pain (fun fact, doesn't force effects)
Psychic scream: Using a combination of hypnosis and telepathy based around a noise, Cathy can create "screeches" that can confuse an opponent. However, she must first create an emotional impression (usually shock or distress), as well as establish a noise to amplify the emotions of the original reaction (tl;dnr version: she scares you and then uses sound and hypnosis to mess with you). She can use ambient noises with reduced effectiveness
If she knows the victim well enough, she can even create auditory illusions meant to affect them in a deeper psychological level. Must know this person intimately for best effect
Persona tactics: The Cathy persona is the most indirect, preferring to use her surroundings to her advantage in hit and run tactics meant to confuse and tire out her opponent. Uses stilettos and throwing knives.
Location: The park Health:100 Energy: 100
Cathy smiled sweetly, "I see..." She said, noticing the slight confusion and surprise in the man. That could be her in. She began producing a drone at a frequency higher than what a normal human should be able to detect, and began weaving her 'scream' from the reaction she'd caused. If her suspicions were correct, she'd have to probe further for it to be of any use once activated, "Must be a very important job, to have someone like you undertake it..." She began humming once more, swaying this way and that, her pacing to and fro more like a meandering dance.
She stopped after a moment, and gazed off to the side as if someone else were watching, "Tell me, who wronged you so, for that silly huntress to come to you?" She drew a bow and arrow with her fingers. In the dark it was hard to tell, but her demeanor was beginning to change, "Does it itch sometimes? Would you die if you scratched it?" Her voice lost its little girl tone and became more woman-like, precise and somewhat sultry, her stance took on a more confident stride as she turned to him. Her eyes were now narrow and focused, a predatorial air about them, "Your business... It wouldn't have anything to do with my dear mister Strikey-poo... ? Does it?" (Personality shifts next post)
Posted: Wed Aug 12, 2015 8:43 pm
Terriermonkey
NikolaiCurtis Weapon Status: Tactical Blade Mood: In complete surprise. Location:
Niko cocked his head back and looked up at the star. He paid no further attention to the woman passing by. Although, he turned back to the girl as she spoke yet again, but in a more darker tone than before. His night vision made it possible from him to see the change in mood occurring with this woman. With slight suspicion, his hand rested along his the handle of his blade. His moved his sunglasses further out to reveal his glowing, crimson eyes. He could sense a demonic air in this woman, though he couldn't if she was another daimon or just a demon up to no good. He wasn't sure if she was making a trigger-finger reference when she asked if it "Iched", but he will admit; he was getting rather impatient with his squire not getting a hold of him. As she asked him about his business, he further replied. "I don't recall. Who is Striket-poo?"
(OOC: Sorry to keep you waiting, man. I've been trying to reply as much as I can, but so many other rp's came up in the process. You were probably chomping at the bit with this rp. sweatdrop )
(It's cool, this tends to be a pretty slow rp 3nodding )
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Temperance (aka Cathy aka Stallion) Race: Daimon Active weapon: tungsten rod, using 1 throwing knife next turn Arsenal: thin stilettos (2), throwing knives (8 ), dual 1971 custom S&W 44 auto mags (2 guns, 4 clips), solid tungsten nunchaku ( each stick 15", custom built to screw together into a 29" staff), 9" interrogation needles (6), carbon fiber hood string Mood/thoughts: shall we dance? Powers: (ACHTUNG: while her powers stay the same, the way she uses them as each persona changes)
Vibrations: Controls sonic waves in the air to cause a variety of effects, mainly used as a sort of "radar" and to activate nerves when attacking to cause extreme pain (fun fact, doesn't force effects)
Psychic scream: Using a combination of hypnosis and telepathy based around a noise, Cathy can create "screeches" that can confuse an opponent. However, she must first create an emotional impression (usually shock or distress), as well as establish a noise to amplify the emotions of the original reaction (tl;dnr version: she scares you and then uses sound and hypnosis to mess with you). She can use ambient noises with reduced effectiveness
If she knows the victim well enough, she can even create auditory illusions meant to affect them in a deeper psychological level. Must know this person intimately for best effect. However, if the victim can will themselves to see past the illusion, the effect is immediately lost.
Persona tactics: The Temperance persona is the most balanced. She uses a "stick and whistle" tactic in close quarters. She uses her scream to disorient opponents if possible (no forced weakness, but flavor text makes things fun!), and attacks with a rod imbued with painful vibrations.
Location: The park Health:100 Energy: 100
Temperance laughed, playfully, with a full voice, "You hunters sure are good at playing dumb." She said, smiling coquettishly. She hummed playfully, her swaying gradually becoming livelier, more like a dance. Her footwork and movements evolved, becoming more and more complex, her wide coat arms, at first fluttering lazily began to flow gracefully becoming almost like wings. At all times, her eyes were on him, flashing with a madness deeply contained. The humming in the air became thicker, more claustrophobic. The first part of her dance was beginning. It would only cause mild discomfort initially, but if the opponent didn't keep his cool, it would only get worse.
In a flash, a bat-sized metal rod appeared in her hand. twirling and seemingly floating across her fingers. She stopped to speak, standing on one hand, pointing at him with the rod in the other, "However, it's putting you in a dangerous situation. If you truly know nothing, then I've said too much -to a Hunter nonetheless- and I must silence you. But, if you DO know something..." She spoke in what could almost be described as a flirtatious, yet matter-of-fact tone. In a single motion, she was right-side up, "Then I guess I'll have to pin you down and, mmm... Prod some information out of you, so to speak." She waved her weapon to and fro, attempting to make it harder to tell where her attack would come from, if it came at all, "You've got good eyes, right? Mmm~ they're certainly pretty..." She smiled, winking at him, "I've got knives, think you can draw whatever you're petting before I get you?" (Personality shifts next post)
Niko's eyes widened underneath his sunglasses as the woman mysteriously broke out into some form of dance. Not knowing what was going on nor knowing what to do at this point in time, he was now on high alert in case anything unpredictable happens. As her weapon was summoned, he quickly pulled the knife out of its holster. Judging by her childish demeanor, this woman was starting to get on his last nerves. "You got bug mouth. But, can you deliver?" He said calmly.
Temperance (aka Cathy aka Stallion) Race: Daimon Active weapon: tungsten rod, using 1 throwing knife next turn Arsenal: thin stilettos (2), throwing knives (8 ), dual 1971 custom S&W 44 auto mags (2 guns, 4 clips), solid tungsten nunchaku ( each stick 15", custom built to screw together into a 29" staff), 9" interrogation needles (6), carbon fiber hood string Mood/thoughts: FrizzfrazzzfrizzzfrazzzfrizzzzZZZZZZZZZZZZZZ.... ZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZ... Frazz....Frizzz... Frazzz Powers: (ACHTUNG: while her powers stay the same, the way she uses them as each persona changes)
Vibrations: Controls sonic waves in the air to cause a variety of effects, mainly used as a sort of "radar" and to activate nerves when attacking to cause extreme pain (fun fact, doesn't force effects)
Psychic scream: Using a combination of hypnosis and telepathy based around a noise, Cathy can create "screeches" that can confuse an opponent. However, she must first create an emotional impression (usually shock or distress), as well as establish a noise to amplify the emotions of the original reaction (tl;dnr version: she scares you and then uses sound and hypnosis to mess with you). She can use ambient noises with reduced effectiveness
If she knows the victim well enough, she can even create auditory illusions meant to affect them in a deeper psychological level. Must know this person intimately for best effect. However, if the victim can will themselves to see past the illusion, the effect is immediately lost.
Persona tactics: The Temperance persona is the most balanced. She uses a "stick and whistle" tactic in close quarters. She uses her scream to disorient opponents if possible (no forced weakness, but flavor text makes things fun!), and attacks with a rod imbued with painful vibrations.
Location: The park Health:100 Energy: 100
Cathy grinned widely, letting the extent of her madness expand.. So her little coy cat play had gotten some perked ears! "Good, I've got your attention." She said, her voice, which had been toying between childish and flirtatious finally began to settle into a sustained, matter of fact voice. She pulled herself up from a dramatic pose in a long, fluid motion. The chaos between the shifts was gone. That silly little girl was gone, and obviously she left her with a nice, steamy mess! No matter, She was the mover and shaker of the three stuck in the meat suit, and she was here to make sure sh!t got done, "I apologize for... that other one... She simply doesn't know how to act like an adult..." She said, unzipping her coat slowly, invitingly, as she pulled out a single throwing knife. She smiled coldly, "But she DID make a promise, and as annoying as it is, I have to keep it."
She smiled and watched calmly, "So, you gonna pull out that big ol' cutter of yours or do you need me to do that for you as well?" She asked, assuming a reversed stance, with the knife hand leading and the rod hanging back. She was rather annoyed with Catherine. Why did she always have to do this? Butting in, getting whatever fresh hell she wants of the moment and leaving like there's no consequence. Like a gross pup that never knew any better then and so will never know any better now. Ugh, that little b!tch! But no matter. That's why I'm here, right? Good ol' Temperance, dealing with whatever horrible situation Cathy could dream up that day best way she knew how. She took a breath, blinked, and saw the piece of meat staring back at her.
