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| #1bone_yardMay 19, 2009 17:18:28 | So I was looking at all the bar threads that's floating around this board and i got to thinking why not a modern cousin to the other threads. I hope this fits in. Background stuff: This is a bar that caters to the whole D20 modern crowd so modern, urban arcana and dark matter. I know there is a D20 modern game board but this place seems to be a better fit for this. welcome to: As you walk down the stairs into the basement bar thats set up below an old boarding house. The twin wooden doors open to a large room with a ornate bar set against the back wall taps and bottels set up behind it. On the left wall a fire place sits taking up almnost half the wall an old pair of boots sit on the mantel with a card proped up against them reading "Nicks". Thirteen pillars are dispersed through out the room 21 tabels are spaced haphazardly about the room with three chairs to each table. An ancient juke box sits at the end of the bar consisting of music that would have been hip in the 40's. Across the cieling a carving of a pentagram wth symbols in each of the quadrants stretch from one side to the other. Thirteen pictiures all of dogs playing poker lay spaced randomly along the walls. The room smells of pipe smoke, good grilled food coming from the large grittel behind the bar and wood smoke coming from the fireplace. A sign hangs above the bar "Take yer fight'n out side or I'll use this" with an arrow pointing over to a large shotgun hanging on the wall next to the sign. A older man of big build albeit going a slight bit to seed. Stands behind the bar resting big hairy arms on it absentmindely polishing a beer mug. An old ivory pipe carved into the likeness if a beared sailor hangs out of his mouth smoking a slight bit. (so feel free to go nuts with your modern characters) |
| #2lunocMay 20, 2009 17:28:03 | shots can be heard outside. there is a loud crash, and someone stumbles down the stairs. it is a woman, and she is frantically reloading a revolver wile looking up the stairs. under her long coat she is wearing light armor (modern, like kevlar or something). her right shoulder is bleeding profusely |
| #3AretooMay 20, 2009 18:05:21 | A man no older then thirty judging by his appearance walks in. He has a stainless white labcoat and a leather glove with some buttons on the sides. His goggles are tinted a dark blue, with magnifying lenses attached. Mysterious wires are connected to both the goggles and his glove, under his coat. "Straight vodka, on the rocks if you please." He then moves to attend to the woman. |
| #4bone_yardMay 20, 2009 18:10:19 | Mac looks up he grabs for the gun but thinks better of it instead he grabs a small blue robin egg from under the bar and throws it to the cieling. It splatters and evaporates theres a small static charge like right before a thunder storm that shoots across the room the carvings in the cieling flare a bright green for a second and the gun shots stop. "Don't be worry in' there lass looks like doc strangelove will help yah there. Who ever they were aint gettin in." He pours the vodka out of a old bottel with Russian letters carved on it into a glass. |
| #5AretooMay 20, 2009 18:15:12 | "Strangelove, eh? I like it. Mind if I take it?" |
| #6bone_yardMay 20, 2009 18:17:03 | "Not gonna stop yah. The lass thoughshe all right I don't need any deaths on my door now. He leans overthe bar trying to get abetter look. |
| #7AretooMay 20, 2009 18:24:47 | "I'm not sure yet, as far as I can tell its only her shoulder." He peers closer and presses a button on his glove so that the magnifying lenses swing into place over one eye. |
| #8lunocMay 20, 2009 18:29:30 | Mac looks up he grabs for the gun but thinks better of it instead he grabs a small blue robin egg from under the bar and throws it to the cieling. It splatters and evaporates theres a small static charge like right before a thunder storm that shoots across the room the carvings in the cieling flare a bright green for a second and the gun shots stop. (the gun shots were only from her, she was shooting something outside) she sits down. I-I'll be alright... just started a fight I could'nt exactly finnish. |
| #9AretooMay 20, 2009 18:39:43 | "I insist that you let me treat your shoulder. Otherwise my conscience wouldn't let me drink that glass of vodka I have waiting. How about you tell me what you were fighting as I work, so I'll know if I need to treat similar injuries." (Was the shoulder wound the only injury?) |
| #10bone_yardMay 20, 2009 18:45:46 | ( Well thats what I get for assuming then woops) "Strangelove the lassie don't be appearing to like getting checked over as long as she dosen't stain the bar or floor I don't have a problem. " Mac says shrugging his shoulders. "So what can I get yah lass I got food and drink of all kinds." He motions to the back wall stocked with bottels. |
| #11AretooMay 20, 2009 18:50:18 | "Is this one of those situations where I'd be gunned down unless I stopped offering my services, few and far between as they may be?" |
| #12bone_yardMay 20, 2009 18:54:07 | "The lass here seems to be the one ready to do the shootin' I aint gonna be doin none of it sot take your chances with her. " Mac looks over at the woman "I hate to be refering to yah as lass all the time what's your name, if I'm not being to bold?" |
| #13lunocMay 20, 2009 19:34:26 | "I insist that you let me treat your shoulder. Otherwise my conscience wouldn't let me drink that glass of vodka I have waiting. How about you tell me what you were fighting as I work, so I'll know if I need to treat similar injuries." (no, she has multiple minor fractures, and several other small cuts.) I'll take any help I can get, doctor. and I dont know what is was I was fighting, but it was'nt human she remains facing the stairs. |
| #14AretooMay 20, 2009 19:36:29 | "Right. Do you want a more private room for a full inspection or is here fine? Speaking of which, is there a back room that we may use if we need to, sir?" |
| #15bone_yardMay 20, 2009 19:41:54 | "I've got a back room but its not very bright or very clean for that matter but I may be able to set you all up with a table thats a little out of the way. Now while we get that set up do you have any idea what it was, any defining features like giant fangs or I dunno horns or somethin'" |
| #16lunocMay 20, 2009 20:05:57 | at first I thought it was a man. he was standing over a dead body, I saw him pull the knife out of it. I could'nt see his face, he had a hood up. I shot him, I dont remember how many times, and he did'nt even react... did'nt even notice me till I'd put three rounds in him. she holds her head, wincing after he beat me he picked me up like a toy an' threw me into the street. I'd probably be dead if a car hadnt hit him when he came over to finish it |
| #17AretooMay 20, 2009 20:06:14 | 'Doc Strangelove' begins helping Mac set up the table that he will operate on, pulling odd instruments out of his back. "Great, the world gets stranger all the time. Any ideas on other injuries besides the cut?" (I saw your OOC, but my character didn't.) |
| #18lunocMay 20, 2009 20:33:08 | nothin serious...well, I hit my head pretty hard actually. |
| #19AretooMay 20, 2009 20:44:06 | "Well, if nothing else, I'll have to ask you to undress in the private room so that I may inspect your injuries more carefully. Undergarments should be fine. Kevlar armor, not so much. Of course, we could skip this if I could use my x-ray, but I don't have a lead jacket." |
| #20lunocMay 20, 2009 21:13:52 | "Well, if nothing else, I'll have to ask you to undress in the private room so that I may inspect your injuries more carefully. Undergarments should be fine. Kevlar armor, not so much. Of course, we could skip this if I could use my x-ray, but I don't have a lead jacket." she shakes her head just close the wound in my shoulder for now. I need to be able to fight if it comes to it |
| #21AretooMay 20, 2009 21:16:30 | "As your physician", he chuckles, "I advise you refrain from strenuous activity. You should be safe here, I'm sure the bartender's been in his fair share of fights." |
| #22lunocMay 21, 2009 13:21:07 | I realy dont think that- there is a click upstairs, and footsteps. back room, right now. |
| #23The_Raven_LordMay 21, 2009 15:29:05 | A slight woman in a police uniform walks in. She says to Mac in a surprisingly deep voice "Good day. Might I have a room for the night?" She casually carries a pistol on her hip and badge on her chest. |
| #24lunocMay 21, 2009 16:24:46 | (I'm gonna assume my other character is in the back room) a robed figure (what else?) soundlessly walks down the stairs. he walks with his hands held behind his back. he moves over to the bar, his hood concealing his face. a glass of water, if you dont mind. definately a male voice, and human, but a bit too calm for normal. |
| #25bone_yardMay 21, 2009 16:42:56 | Mac looks at the police officer Gladly heres the key, right up the stairs and to the left. Might I offer you a drink in the mean time? Mac looks the robed stranger over and shrugs his shoulders Sure thing sparkling, flavored anything special? |
| #26AretooMay 21, 2009 17:35:00 | 'Doc Stranglove' follows her into the backroom, taking his bag with him. "Full patchup. You said it would have killed you easily. If you're injured, it'll kill you easier, neh?" |
| #27bone_yardMay 21, 2009 17:43:14 | Officer if I may be so bold but what does a upstanding keeper of the peace like yourself need a room at my humble bar? |
| #28lunocMay 21, 2009 18:39:03 | ( I find it ironic that there is a police officer standing next to the creature that just stabbed two people outside and was hit by a car) it does not matter. |
| #29AretooMay 21, 2009 19:09:14 | "Are you okay with the full patch up, or what?" |
| #30The_Raven_LordMay 21, 2009 19:34:31 | "Well you see, it is quite simple." She explained, T"he former commander, Commander Mel Hax, has just been replaced by a man named Gustan Mendar, who is completely corrupt. Mendar knew I would not follow his orders if he told me to let a criminal off, just because that criminal had given him money, so he told me my priviledge of being granted quarters at the police station were over. Mendar no doubt thought I would quit in frustration." She seems almost happy about it. But he shall soon find I am made of sterner stuff then he thought. By the way, I am Sergeant Annex Greenburg. Sorry about the long spiel. " |
| #31lunocMay 21, 2009 20:44:41 | the figure who is dangerously close (thats in general. to be specific, eveyone in the city is dangerously close to him right now) to the police officer spinns a blade in his hand. it weaves around his fingers and spinns in his palm in ways that normal objects should'nt. ------ I'll be fine for now. |
| #32AretooMay 21, 2009 20:56:22 | The doctor leans down and pulls out some gauze [from his bag]. "At least let me bandage your shoulder." |
| #33bone_yardMay 22, 2009 5:38:50 | Well its a plesure to meet yah Sarg. and just wait around a little bit someone might come by that may be able to help yah, alot of the cop types come by here. One might have some information that could help you out. |
| #34mol42May 22, 2009 12:28:55 | An extremely average perfectly ordinary and all in all not very noticable person slides into a seat. "Scotch please." |
| #35The_Raven_LordMay 23, 2009 7:46:02 | Thank you. Annex says. she then walks calmly up to her room. |
| #36bone_yardMay 23, 2009 9:39:31 | Mac pours the scotch into a glass and hands it to the average guy almost forgetting why he poured the scotch. |
| #37mol42May 23, 2009 14:20:50 | Downs the scotch in one go and begins inspecting the layout of the bar. "Quite the setup you've got here. Very good for magical diffusion." ((You jacked this from the Dresden Files didn't you?)) |
| #38bone_yardMay 23, 2009 16:26:48 | Yah I've learned over the years to stop things befroe theres a problem. ((Horribly stolen from the dresden files)) |
| #39lunocMay 23, 2009 18:03:32 | The doctor leans down and pulls out some gauze [from his bag]. "At least let me bandage your shoulder." sure, sure *still waiting for water* |
| #40bone_yardMay 23, 2009 19:04:12 | Mac looks up at the robed figure water right, sorry about that he pours a glass of water and sets it infront of the robed figure. Can i ask yah waht brings you to my humble abode? |
| #41mol42May 23, 2009 20:41:55 | Sits down to listen to what is obviously going to be an interesting tale. |
| #42sorcen_anenooataMay 24, 2009 9:07:53 | A deep voice trails from the shadows behind the cop as she ascends the stairs. "I knew Mendar was bad news." A young man stands against the wall, as though peeling himself from the shadows, even without moving. He wears black jeans with red trim and a black t-shirt. Though it blends into the shadows currently, he wears a black leather trenchcoat. His face is hidden behind a black eyemask, the only distinguishing features are his long black hair and his goatee. The officer's memory grasps at the memories of whispered rumors of a vigilante of the night, but what was his name... |
| #43lunocMay 24, 2009 10:14:28 | he takes the water and drains it completly. the spining knife in his hand imbeds itself in the table. he raches into his robe for something |
| #44AretooMay 24, 2009 15:09:57 | The doctor removes her garments so that her shoulder is showing, while still respecting her privacy and treats her wound. "Any other pains?" |
| #45mol42May 24, 2009 15:38:21 | Gets bored and walks up to the guy with the mask and a trenchcoat. "Why hello there. And who might you be good sir?" |
| #46lunocMay 24, 2009 18:31:22 | The doctor removes her garments so that her shoulder is showing, while still respecting her privacy and treats her wound. "Any other pains?" nothing I cant handle. thanks. the figure lifts a ornate black rifle out of his robe, which is covered in dark stains, and places it on the counter. the woman. the one I stabbed outside. he says with perfect evenness, exept maybe a bit of mild amusement. he seems to consider his statement, tilting his head to the side. the most recent one anyway. the one that ran in here. his voice echoes slightly from under his hood. it should strike the bartender about now that even though the stranger is leaning over the bar and his hood is not very large, he still cannot see his face. she dropped this. |
| #47AretooMay 24, 2009 18:54:03 | "All right then. I suggest we stay back here until Mac tells us we're clear. I can't exactly help you in a fight." |
| #48bone_yardMay 24, 2009 19:59:20 | Mac narrows his eyes at the hooded stranger. If she stops buy I'll give it to her. But know this if any violence is done to any of these patrons inside these four walls a doom shall fall upon your shoulders that you cannot even imagine. He takes the rifle and puts it beneath the bar. Is there anything else. Mac growls to the hooded individual. |
| #49lunocMay 24, 2009 20:48:58 | you speak of curses? the stranger tears off his hood, revealing a head encased in featureless iron. metal stakes have been driven into the helmet at various places. he grabs the bartenter by the shirt, getting close to his face. I am a curse. he lets go, takes the knife from the table, disgards his robe and leaves. |
| #50sorcen_anenooataMay 24, 2009 21:33:11 | Gets bored and walks up to the guy with the mask and a trenchcoat. OOC: Sorry, he is specifically hiding most of the way up the stairs and far enough away from the bar so as not to be noticed. And if someone walks up the steps, he'll likely disappear. I appreciate the attempt for character interaction though, just this character is a bit shy and sneaky. Sorry for the OOC post. |
| #51bone_yardMay 27, 2009 14:31:11 | Mac goes over to the back room. Looks okay if yah dare to come out. |
| #52AretooMay 27, 2009 16:52:31 | The doctor comes out and looks around, and then motions to his patient. "You never did tell us your name." |
| #53lunocMay 27, 2009 18:16:31 | The doctor comes out and looks around, and then motions to his patient. "You never did tell us your name." I dont give out my name freely. thank you for your help. |
| #54AretooMay 27, 2009 19:15:05 | "I generally don't give my services freely. At least something to call you by other then you?" |
| #55bone_yardMay 27, 2009 19:26:19 | Whoever jumped yah or whatever happened wasn't exactly right in the head was he? |
| #56lunocMay 27, 2009 19:37:12 | Whoever jumped yah or whatever happened wasn't exactly right in the head was he? I've been tracking that thing for a few months now. chasing rumors, following the trail of bodies...looks like I finaly found him. |
| #57AretooMay 29, 2009 21:52:59 | "Oh, I forgot. Can you pass me that vodka, please? How much should I be paying you?" |
| #58bone_yardMay 31, 2009 16:20:09 | Ere yah go doc, that would be 4.50, yah can start a tab if you like Mac slides the drink down to the doctor |
| #59AretooMay 31, 2009 18:07:49 | "I'll pay at the end of the end, thank you kindly." The doctor drinks the vodka quickly. "So, should I be expecting any more injuries from people who aren't, miss?" |
| #60lunocMay 31, 2009 18:29:00 | I dont think so. he dosent let his targets get that far. she says gloomily ---------- in the city, on the rooftops, near the bar- a man runs and jumps across rooftops, running from...someone. every few yards he turns and fires a shotgun at him, always surprised that the walking figure has closed a great distance. nowhere left to run, he fires at the figure wile walking backwards towards the ledge. reaching the edge, and running out of cartriges, the man glances at the drop, then back foreward to where he last saw the figure at least 20 yards away. whoever it is had closed the distance in that short time, and stood no more than an inch from him. the man, startled, started to stumble. the masked figure lightly pokes his chest, sending him tumbling down onto a passing police car. |
| #61AretooMay 31, 2009 20:23:07 | "Odd that you're alive then, neh? Another vodka, please." |
| #62hinobanJun 02, 2009 7:51:06 | The door slowly opens and a young man limps in. His left pant leg is soaked in blood. He stumbles on his way to a chair. Despite the obvious grievous wound and blood-loss, he has a huge excited smile on his face. He plops into a chair, applies pressure to his leg, and says very matter-of-factly and excitedly "I got shot!" |
| #63AretooJun 02, 2009 15:58:21 | "Gah, another one? Hold that vodka, please. Kid, come to the back room, I'll pull the bullet out." |
| #64hinobanJun 03, 2009 6:35:27 | "What? Oh, I think it dissolved... See it was this weird poison bullet, and I guess the bullet itself is the poison!" He says, completely disregarding the fact that his veins could be coursing with poison. |
| #65hinobanJun 05, 2009 12:55:28 | OOC: *ahem* |
| #66mol42Jun 07, 2009 1:45:40 | "Today is not yet your day to die. You will remain in my realm yet." |
| #67AretooJun 07, 2009 19:39:12 | (Sorry for not posting, but I've been busy what with finals and graduation.) The doctor looks strangely at the average man, and then rummages through his bag looking for antidotes. "Any idea what type of poison?" |
| #68hinobanJun 08, 2009 6:35:07 | The man runs his finger along the wound and then inspects the blood on it. "Hmm, I think it's just a simple nerve-toxin. I can tell 'cause of the tingling." He giggles as if being tickled. |
| #69AretooJun 08, 2009 16:06:22 | "Maybe this'll work then." The doctor pulls out a large needle with a suspicious fluid, holds it up, then puts it down, taking out a much smaller needle and sticking it in the mans leg, above the wound. |
| #70hinobanJun 09, 2009 6:42:27 | OOC: So did that administer an anti-poison, or was that just the beginning of the procedure? The man winces slightly when the needle goes in, but otherwise remains interested in the procedure. |
| #71AretooJun 09, 2009 8:15:33 | (It's an antidote, yeah.) |
| #72hinobanJun 09, 2009 17:35:42 | He looks moderatley upset at the lack of tingling, but quickly regains his strange atmosphere. "I guess I should thank you. My name's Frederic the Bloodborn, but you can call me Fred" He offers his bloodied hand for a handshake. |
| #73AretooJun 11, 2009 19:48:58 | "Well then, drinks on me to celebrate the fact that we have some sort of monster that's hunting Ms. Resists Free Treatment, and that we have a mysterious figure who utters prophetic statements or to celebrate me miraculously having the right antidote in my bag for a bullet that dissolves into poison. Lets celebrate the fact that here I am with just the right stuff in my bag to treat two injuries in short succession (speaking of which, let me bandage that leg). But most of all, lets celebrate the fact that all this supernatural crap enters my life the day I become an atheist. Sure, I was a mad scientist, but that's science. And don't none of you go quoting Arthur C. Clarke at me. Vodka please, just give me the bottle and a glass with ice in." |
| #74hinobanJun 12, 2009 6:42:16 | "I'll drink to that! So, if I may ask, what kind of doctor are you?" |
| #75sorcen_anenooataJun 12, 2009 8:49:25 | Atop a shadowy table, a man has appeared. He wears dark jeans with red trim and a black t-shirt beneath a black trenchcoat. A black eyemask hides his face. His green eyes shine through the darkness as he looks around the room. In fact, his eyes are the only features clearly visible, so hard is it to tell where he and the shadows seperate. He speaks, a low deep voice that seems to echo in the shadows. "Harold Bukowski, where is he?" A picture of the man floats down from the cieling in the center of the room, landing gently on the floor. |
| #76AretooJun 12, 2009 9:46:29 | "Used to be medical, then I just got into all the mad science-y stuff, so death rays and towering abominations and stuff like that." |
| #77hinobanJun 12, 2009 16:24:28 | Thouroghly interested, Fred speaks again. "No Way! My dad did something like that once... he was a doctor too, but then the "plan" didn't turn out well, and you know how it goes..." He trails off sugesting that it should be left to the imagination. "He died" He says nonchalantly. "And wouldn't you know it, three weeks later I died! But then I got raised and suddenly, I had this great awareness of biology! That's why my title is the bloodborn" He talks and moves in a manner suggesting childlike insanity. |
| #78lunocJun 12, 2009 17:30:56 | Atop a shadowy table, a man has appeared. He wears dark jeans with red trim and a black t-shirt beneath a black trenchcoat. A black eyemask hides his face. His green eyes shine through the darkness as he looks around the room. In fact, his eyes are the only features clearly visible, so hard is it to tell where he and the shadows seperate. as soon as the man can be noticed the woman spinns around with her rifle/shotgun/whatever it is raised. she lowers it slowly. sorry, I thought you were...nevermind |
| #79sorcen_anenooataJun 13, 2009 7:13:58 | The man steps down from the table, his heavy boots thudding to the floor. "Sorry for the entrance. This man is wanted for kidnapping, I plan to bring him to justice." He pauses to glance around the room. "Have any of you heard anything. I believe he was here last night." OOC: OOC: Your character has probably heard of him. Hes similar to Batman in dramatics and his methods of obtaining information from criminals. Though he's also inspired by The Watchmen to some degree. He calls himself Erebus, after the god of darkness, hes a vigilante hero type and he appears to have shadowy powers. |
| #80lunocJun 13, 2009 10:51:49 | The man steps down from the table, his heavy boots thudding to the floor. "Sorry for the entrance. This man is wanted for kidnapping, I plan to bring him to justice." He pauses to glance around the room. "Have any of you heard anything. I believe he was here last night." |
| #81AretooJun 13, 2009 11:10:23 | "I just got here half an hour ago, and I'm still far too sober. My apologies, Mister?" |
| #82lunocJun 13, 2009 21:47:39 | The man steps down from the table, his heavy boots thudding to the floor. "Sorry for the entrance. This man is wanted for kidnapping, I plan to bring him to justice." He pauses to glance around the room. "Have any of you heard anything. I believe he was here last night." |
| #83sorcen_anenooataJun 14, 2009 9:13:45 | OOC: Cool, gives us a chance to work together at some point. IC: The young man nods and turns his back. "Thanks. I recognize you, though I wont speak your name." He glances back with a smile to her. OOC OOC: By the way, does anybody recognize the name Harold Bukowski. It was just a random name but it seems like I've said it before on here somewhere. |
| #84bone_yardJun 14, 2009 12:17:05 | Mac sets the bottle and the glasses on the bar and nods to the Doc. |
| #85lunocJun 16, 2009 14:23:53 | OOC: Cool, gives us a chance to work together at some point. |
| #86sorcen_anenooataJun 17, 2009 8:35:15 | "Interesting." Erebus says. "If you need assistance in your hunt, I'll be back after I catch this kidnapper. I have a feeling he's possessed and it wont be so easy though." |
| #87AretooJun 18, 2009 1:06:02 | "Get the kid anything he wants, if'n he's old enough. If there's a room open, I'll pay in the morning, if not, you can rummage through my bag and find my wallet when I pass out. Here's a little something as collateral." He reaches into his bag and pulls out what looks like a gun with parts of the barrel missing. |
| #88bone_yardJun 18, 2009 5:34:50 | The names mac, take a seat but we don't serve minors here |
| #89AretooJun 18, 2009 8:33:24 | "Like I said, if'n he's old enough." The doctor sits dont, pours some vodka, and drinks it. |
| #90lunocJun 18, 2009 20:57:35 | "Interesting." Erebus says. "If you need assistance in your hunt, I'll be back after I catch this kidnapper. I have a feeling he's possessed and it wont be so easy though." thanks. I'll be here. |
| #91sorcen_anenooataJun 18, 2009 21:47:02 | With a slight nod, the man seems to fade into the shadows and disappear. Though moments later a distant creaking is heard, hinting that perhaps Erebus escaped through a window... or it may have been the wind. |
| #92lunocJun 21, 2009 14:21:25 | erebus hears someone scream loudly in the distance |
| #93sorcen_anenooataJun 25, 2009 8:29:23 | Erebus wastes no time and runs along the rooftops in the direction of the screams. When he reaches the source, he spies from up high before getting involved. |
| #94lunocJun 25, 2009 9:45:05 | erebus sees a dark figure in the alley below. the figure is holding two men, both twice his size, by the throats up above his head. several crumpled forms litter the ground. |
| #95AretooJul 01, 2009 22:40:38 | The doctor walks to the door just after Erebus leaves and shouts after him to bring back anyone who needs doctoring. (Okay guys, I'm on vacation. Just assume he meds up anyone who needs it, as I have limited access to a computer. Sorry for not saying something earlier, I've been gone for a week or so. I'll get back tomorrow.) |
| #96sorcen_anenooataJul 02, 2009 6:44:02 | Erebus steps from the shadows near the man. "Put the humans down." |
| #97lunocJul 05, 2009 11:33:25 | Erebus steps from the shadows near the man. "Put the humans down." erebus can clearly see that the man's head is wrapped in a featureless iron mask. well, the dome is featureless exept for the off-collor metal disks where massive nails have been driven securely into it. the man dropps the two brutes with a thud. of course, friend. what might your name be? he says, looking over his shoulder,. |
| #98sorcen_anenooataJul 05, 2009 17:33:51 | I am the hand of the shadows, the watcher of the dark, I am this city's defender. The shadows seem to say from all around the alley. Erebus himself speaks now, keeping his eyes on the large man. "What is your business with these humans." |
| #99lunocJul 11, 2009 18:43:17 | I am the hand of the shadows, the watcher of the dark, I am this city's defender. The shadows seem to say from all around the alley. buisness? they found me, or were looking to find me. he turns to face(sort of) erebus holding his hands behind his back apparently the last person I killed was important in the underground or something, nothing interesting. he checks a watch that isnt there. look, you seem like a facinating person. I'd realy love to talk to you some more later, but I have practically a dozen teenagers who need to learn a permanant lesson about playing with dark magic, and i was realy hoping to get started tonight because I just dont have the same effect on people at, say, three in the afternoon. |
| #100sorcen_anenooataJul 11, 2009 21:02:45 | Erebus cocks an eyebrow. "Fair enough. Do you use lethal force in your lessons and who are you?" Erebus allows his eyes to drift to the two men the large man had been berating. |
| #101lunocJul 19, 2009 13:17:07 | Erebus cocks an eyebrow. "Fair enough. Do you use lethal force in your lessons and who are you?" Erebus allows his eyes to drift to the two men the large man had been berating. he shrugs well I cant kill all of them, then who would tell what happened as a warning to others? but generaly some of them do tend to die. my..."victims" you might call them, have to already be a bit unhinged or tangled up in some serious black magic for me to realy bother them anyway. he paces a little so you dont have to worry about me slaughtering inocents or anything like that. I'm a killer and a monster, not an animal. |
| #102sorcen_anenooataJul 19, 2009 22:11:18 | Erebus stares skeptically for a moment but nods. "By all means then, carry on your work. Though I have a feeling we'll meet again soon." Erebus closes his eyes and fades into the shadows, effectively disappearing from view. |