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 Posted: Sat Oct 19, 2013 3:34 pm
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Posted: Sun Oct 20, 2013 10:27 am
 Trainee Citizen Jace had already picked out his targets an his guns were drawn, there were a lot of CHARLIEs so it didn't take him long to decide what he should do. He knew one technique for thinning a crowd and it was perfectly suited for the situation. The CHARLIEs came for him hard and fast, but Jace was faster. He turned his wrists so that the weapons in his hand tilted sideways and swung his arms out so that he was aiming at either side of the mass and began to shoot, a CHARLIE dropping with almost each shot. Unfortunately a couple of them got more bullets than they needed but Jace figured it couldn't really be helped. Jace was finished unloading his rounds before the first CHARLIE had even hit the floor.
(Snap Shot Used)
Since the 3 remaining CHARLIEs didn't even know how few they were they were still attacking as if nothing had changed and one leaped at him claws forward and mouth stretched wide to take a chunk of Jaces flesh. Jace quickly flipped the gun so that he was holding the barrel, thankful that part of his ensemble included gloves, he could still feel the heat of the barrel and it still hurt but it wouldn't cause him any damage. Jace moved the gun to his chest to give him the desired angle of attack He swang at the CHARLIEs throat as Jace didn't think he would have the raw power to crush the things skull, but a windpipe? Probably. Jace hit the thing in the thoat as hard as he could and immediately used air funnel hurling the creature across the room and into the wall. He didn't want one of these things anywhere near him when it was in its death throws. And sure enough Jace could already hear he gasping and wheezing and the frantic scratch of claws on wall and floor and anything nearby.
(Pistol Whip Used)
(Air Funnel Used)
The last two CHARLIEs looked back to see their fallen friend and in doing so saw the rest of them had also been killed before. The pair turned back and hissed at Jace hackles raised and claws raking the ground. Jace knew they would jump him as soon as he tried to reload but he had a trick up his sleeve that they wouldn't be expecting. He raised his guns to the two and hit the slide releases to send the bolts home. And pulled the trigger on the left, and as the gun kicked without a sound Jace smiled and said "BANG." The CHARLIE on the left crumpled to the floor. The one on the right began to back up hissing at Jace, the creatures head would turn from Jace to the last CHARLIE he killed and it was clear the creature was confused. "BANG." Jace put the last one out of it's misery holstered his weapons and climbed back up the stairs.
(Energy Bullet Used Twice) xxxSTATSX Strength: 5 X Speed: 9 (14 when dodging)X Energy: 421 xWEAPONSDagger Semi-Automatic X2xxAmmo 36 (60 max)xxxRight Hand Mag: 0 (12 max)xxxLeft Hand Mag: 0 (12 max)"Its better to be smart than strong these days."
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Posted: Sun Oct 20, 2013 10:58 am
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Posted: Sun Oct 20, 2013 11:53 am
((My bad lol. I'll be sure to get it right from now on.)) Trainee Citizen Jace let his head head fall back and gave an annoyed sigh. He paused for a moment to wonder how so many monsters got into a brothel in the first place. He quickly slapped a new Magazine into each of his guns and walked back down the stairs seeing that there were now 7 skeletons waiting for him, one with a chain. Jace had already decided on his first target, and in a singsong voice declared, "One of these things is not like the others." He drew his guns quickly and fired three shots, one to each shoulder joint and one to the head. Jace wasn't sure if a headshot was still an instant kill so shooting the arms off seemed to be a good strategy if it wasn't. But no sooner had the arms dropped from the body did the skeleton fall over backward. "Poor choice to be different mate," Jace laughed.
(Glancing Shot Used)
The other skeletons raised their shields covering up their heads as much as possible while maintaining their line of sight. Taking out the rest of the skeletons would take a bit more skill and smarts but Jace was already coming up with a plan. xxxSTATSX Strength: 5 X Speed: 9 (14 when dodging)X Energy: 416 xWEAPONSDagger Semi-Automatic X2xxAmmo 33 (60 max)xxxRight Hand Mag: 10 (12 max)xxxLeft Hand Mag: 11 (12 max)"Its better to be smart than strong these days."
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Posted: Sun Oct 20, 2013 1:06 pm
(( Haha, it is fine. With training you can do the combined posts into one to just have multiple paragraphs but fighting/battles/missions you can't.))
The women took notice of him gunning down the first skeleton, their giggles gleeful and excited as they continued to watch him. He would be done soon, making chump change of those bonies.
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Posted: Sun Oct 20, 2013 1:39 pm
((It's still three right? And also, is it a NECESSITY to used a specific skill or can I just attack without using a skill with a drain on the energy equal to what a skill equal with my rank would cost? I can edit the post if need be.)) Trainee Citizen The skeletons began to advance on Jace now, swords raised and ready to strike when they got close enough. Jace took aim on the left leg of the skeleton furthest to the right he shot through both of the bones causing the skeleton to fall over, knocking it's shield out of place and Jace shot it in the head. He then shot three others in their legs in the same fashion. Not shooting them in the head just yet, the most important thing for now was to slow them down to prevent them from getting close enough to attack him. There were still two left standing however and they were getting close. Jace only had 12 rounds left ready to fire and he would have to fire at least 9. he had only a little room for error and he would have to move quick. he shot off the legs of the last 2 as well and put each of them to rest with a shot to the head leaving him with three rounds to spare. He didn't reload but went ahead and took the time to gather up his brass casings and walked over to the closet door where the skeletons had come from. xxxSTATSX Strength: 5 X Speed: 9 (14 when dodging)X Energy: 396 xWEAPONSDagger Semi-Automatic X2xxAmmo 33 (60 max)xxxRight Hand Mag: 10 (12 max)xxxLeft Hand Mag: 2 (12 max)"Its better to be smart than strong these days."
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Posted: Sun Oct 20, 2013 1:46 pm
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Posted: Sun Oct 20, 2013 2:03 pm
((Got it thanks for the tips smile )) Trainee Citizen Jace sauntered back up the steps to find that a crowd had gathered to see what they could of his little battle and a grin spread across his face. Anything to entertain a crowd. "Well the pests are under control, but it's a bit of a mess." He joked looking up at Kaltessa. He was still on the steps to the cellar seeing as the gathered crowd had him blocked in. He allowed himself a moment to look around at the mass of people. He saw a lot of pretty faces and he just kept smiling ear to ear and laughing softly. He was LOVING the attention. xxxSTATSX Strength: 5 X Speed: 9 (14 when dodging)X Energy: 396 xWEAPONSDagger Semi-Automatic X2xxAmmo 24 (60 max)xxxRight Hand Mag: 3 (12 max)xxxLeft Hand Mag: 0 (12 max)"Its better to be smart than strong these days."
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Posted: Sun Oct 20, 2013 2:13 pm
((No probs! 3nodding ))
Well that was it folks, he killed them all! Kaltessa turned to the crowd of women and shooed them away, they groaned and waved the young man before sauntering off to find someone to charm or seduce. That was their specialty after all.
The succubus would smile to him again, an upturned line connecting rosy cheeks while her unruly black locks framed that soft face. This allowed Jace to come up out of the cellar and for her to close the door behind him. "Oh pish posh, those will be taken care of but..." She grinned sheepishly and clung to his arm again. Her body pressing against it in all the right spots. "Thank you so much!" She pecked his cheek, leaving a ruby stain on it. "I hope you do come back! Take care." Kaltessa removed herself from him, hips swaying as she strolled behind the counter again. "Thank you again!"
He was done with his mission, now he was free to return to the CAZ.
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Posted: Sun Oct 20, 2013 2:38 pm
Trainee Citizen Jace waved back at the women as they left and stepped out of the cellar. Kaltessa thanked him, in more than one way it seemed to him as her body was pressed against his again. The peck on the cheek certainly caught Jace by surprise however and he began to blush. "Oh it wasn't nuthin' but a thing," he said quietly stuffing his hands in his pockets. He began to walk to the door throwing a quick glance at Kaltessa and the bar behind her. "Yeah, I'll probably swing on by sometime." The brothel seemed like an awfully pleasant place to relax and have a drink. And hey, people already knew him here. He turned back to the door he was walking to and raised his hand and did the little two fingered gesture that he had taken the habit of using as a wave. "See Ya," Jace walked out of the brothel. xxxSTATSX Strength: 5 X Speed: 9 (14 when dodging)X Energy: 416 xWEAPONSDagger Semi-Automatic X2xxAmmo 33 (60 max)xxxRight Hand Mag: 10 (12 max)xxxLeft Hand Mag: 11 (12 max)"Its better to be smart than strong these days."
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Posted: Tue Oct 29, 2013 4:01 am
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He stared down, a young werewolf beneath him. The man was panting and sweating, a few hours of 'labor' accumulating to leave him weakened and tired. The Incubus pulled out, sighing. He brushed aside the Lycan's bangs from his eyes, and stared at him as if trying to gauge him completely, piercing first his iris, then the sea in-between his physical body and whatever soul he might've had. He questioned whether he had more purpose, even, than one of these bordello whores. Wasn't his life just as empty and sad? They were raised to be something they didn't want to be, and they were stuck with that. The ones who got away were stuck recovering from their years of systematic abuse. Maybe he belonged in a place like this. They at least had some community spirit, considering they all went through this s**t together.
The Incubus lowered his body, and embraced the were. He could pretend that it was someone else, who he actually cared about. It didn't really matter even if he knew it was a lie. For the longest time, he just wanted someone to share with. Share his life, his money, power, joy and love. Maybe even the simplest whore could share with him. Maybe, "Will you be my restrainer?" He asked, a sweep of desperation. "What?" The prostitute questioned him, unsure as to what a 'restrainer' even was. To that, he said nothing. The Incubus rose up from the bed, slipping his underwear back on. He closed his eyes for a moment, and it only took that one instant for all of the insanity to return to him. The images and words of the devil. Pride was at his doorstep all the time, and he didn't even know who he was anymore. It just took one moment of darkness for it all to come back to him. He opened his eyes to the wall, and weakly, he grabbed his shirt and threw it over his head. "I've left the money in your drawer," he said.
Whatever he came here to satisfy, he didn't manage to. His lust wasn't quenched. The wandering on continued. "You finally done, Raphael?" The lady asked him, immediately stopping him once he'd left the room. She had this habit of staying nearby at all times, even if it meant enduring moaning and all other profanities. "You know me, Isis," he smiled fakely. "It's not that I was done. It was that he was done." He had this look of disappointment on his face, like he was really frustrated and couldn't do anything about it. It wasn't even sexual frustration. It was anger at what he'd stooped to. All of this, this was his life now. "Well, let's get you home, alright? I'd rather we not stay here too long. It's a place not fit for Kings." He agreed, silently. She took that as a sign to leave, and they both walked out, with unspoken words remaining in their minds.
--exit--
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Posted: Wed Nov 06, 2013 2:05 pm
The city was buzzing with life, despite the decadence of dead. Neon signs flashed vibrant prisms all over the passerby's, hoping to ensnare one of them, or perhaps, entice with blissful temptations. Streetwalkers were sparsely dressed in fake furs, mesh netting, laced in corsets and cheap leather. The Red Light District a beautiful balance of sin. It was the ways of the underside, the natives knew it, the newcomers wished they had. What you came looking for, may not be what you find.
Kaltessa stood looking over the newly made mess in the torture chamber. Women lay strewn about like discarded doll parts, an arm here, a leg there. Their faces twisted from the pain and horror that had been unleashed on them. He was a well paying customer with some sick ways, at least Kal thought. With hands planted on each hip, a disapproving scowl turned down that gorgeous fair face. Her unruly waves framing it perfectly. With disgust, she turned and ascended the staircase from the basement, making her way back to the business front. Company was to be expected.
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Posted: Wed Nov 06, 2013 11:30 pm
 A red testarossa rolled into the red light district. There wasn't a more suitable place for it to be. The bright lights reflected off of its red, waxed paint, while mist from the city's sewers rolled under its wheels. In the side mirrors of the car, pimps hustled their street workers while others tried to flag them down for more punishment. This place felt alive with sin. Chase Lazaro was home.
The fire red car rolled to a stop in front of a particular establishment. The neon pink of a heart flashed at its entrance, trying to call in as many desperate and sick-minded lovers as it could. This was the place. Chase opened the car door and stepped out into the night. He smirked while the shades on his eyes reflected the warming neon sign. Chase wasn't ashamed to admit that this place wasn't exactly strange to him. This was his town, after all. He'd been down every alley of every street, but the red light district of Luimira had to be explored to be recognized for its true beauty. And this was it, the figurative and literal heart of it all. Chase removed his shades and walked into the building. It was time for the fun to start.
A small bell chimed as he strolled into the room, white hair dangling loosely over steel-like eyes that immediately spied the notorious hostess who'd just made her way up from the basement. He quietly approached her, recognizing a worried scowl she wore that ruined her usual charm. "Why Kal, why the long face?" Chase greeted her in a charming tone. "You'll get lines on your face if you let these dip-s**t customers worry you, ya know."
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Posted: Thu Nov 07, 2013 12:24 am
Her scowl didn't last long when Chase crossed the threshold to welcome her, that was her job. The slender curves of the woman shifted, her arm snagging his quickly before he could even protest. "Tsh, mi amour, it is their messes they leave behind." The dainty hold found purchase, finger tips lightly gripping the leather to his well tailored jacket. Every so often, curves subtly rubbed against the man, it was part of her kinds charm. There was no sense of shame or personal space. Kaltessa looked up to him, batting lashes alluringly. All the while, her gaze remained seductive, almost doe-eyed. Chase was quite the talk of the town, or so they say, with that hot red car and his spitfire attitude and charm...it truly was no wonder.
a** she guided him to the cellar door, she was smiling, chatting softly so that none of the other patrons overheard. "This one made a huge mess. He paid very well, but it is just too much for me to handle. I'm sure you could though." A hand slid up, curling around his bicep. "All this muscle. Mmmm~" She purred and pressed herself against him when they stopped at the stoop. "You will clean it up, right? For me? Pretty please, Chase?" A playful pout mocked the devious intent.
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Posted: Thu Nov 07, 2013 2:13 am
Chase let himself get taken around by Kaltessa. He didn't mind the close embrace, and actually was relaxed enough to smoothly embrace it. Every so often the mistress's curves would rub up against him, and Chase knew it was no accident. Still, he didn't object to any of it. He rather liked Kaltessa's seductive sing-and-dance routine. Naturally, however, Kaltessa wanted something out of it. This time it sounded like she wanted him to clean up a mess in the cellar. He could only imagine what kind of 'mess' a patron could leave in a place like this, and cleaning it up didn't sound anything like his idea of a good time. Unfortunately for him, though, Chase was a sucker for the puppy eyes, and Kaltessa had them in spades. The white-haired racer gave an audible sigh as he relaxed his shoulders, and then he turned his eyes down to look at Kaltessa. "Kal," He started, sounding as if he was going to turn her down, but then he changed his tone. "How can I resist you?" Chase smiled and headed down into the cellar without another word. The sooner he took care of this "mess" the sooner he got his promotion.
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