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basically this is an chat based Rp group that meets every so often and has abit of fun free from some of the idiots in the multiverse.
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An undead mage, fickle and easily amused. "Still breathing, are you? Haven't you heard, dead is the new alive. Or at least, that's what I read from all these celebrities trying to look as skeletal as possible..."
Alyssia Damodred played by Script
The wife of the mysterious, faceless and nameless leader of the Damodred, and the most public leader of the family. She takes her orders from Damodred himself, and is one of only two people who know his identity..
Katy Lockhart played by Script
Commander of the Wing City Police forces, and the Chief's most trusted and able officer. When there's crime afoot that involves more than just a masked man with a handgun, there's a high chance Lockhart will be the one to take them down a notch.
Kai Paendrag played by Script
A young and somewhat naive air-aspect boy, who has set out into the world in search of fantastical adventures! "I just wanted a damn drink, and now this?!"
Claire Voyance played by Script
Claire Jackson: Orphan, witch, and ex-hero. Finding herself at something of a loss within Wing City, she spends a lot of time in Gambit's Bar wondering where it all went wrong. "Can't we all just get along?"
Sonya Ballifrey played by Script
A WCPD special agent, nearing the top of the food chain in the more covert operations of the police force - the Special Operations Department or SOD. "If I get one more joke about 'Oh sod', I'm going to shoot someone."
Elmindreda Damodred played by Script
Daughter of Alyssia and Nameless Damodred, a strong young woman with a purpose. Min has come a long way since her childhood.
Callysta Crowe played by Script
SOD Agent with the WCPD, explosives expert and all around firework. "I told you, don't call me Ballista!"
Simon Keane played by Script
SOD Agent with the WCPD, better with numbers and information than with a gun, but not too shabby with either. "Quiet, I'm trying to re-combobulate my thoughts!"
Kiera Hunt played by Script
SOD Agent with the WCPD, Kiera is something of a wildcard on the team. Her psychic abilities make her a valuable asset in interrogation, but the young woman's mental stability is questionable. "Hold still... this will only... hurt a lot..."
Danielle Kalter played by Script
An SOD Agent with the WCPD, rather averse to her general role as 'cannon fodder'. "Do you have the authorisation to arrest this mass murdering maniac? I'm going to want to see a badge..."
Sophie Harte played by Script
A young woman, with no remarkable feats nor background to her name. The most dangerous thing she has become involved in is rampant alcoholism, terrible debt and consequent depression. "No, really. That's it."
Hunter by trade and profession, he offers his services as both a bounty hunter and dragon slayer
Rebecca Holden played by Arrow
A mutant member of a small group of political activists, Rebecca has been known to take her protests to extremes, resorting to violent attacks on politicians or locations. Utterly convinced in the rightness of her cause.
Roselyn Arabelle played by Script
Successful businesswoman and villainous scientist, performing immoral experiments on kidnapped test subjects, and using her money to satisfy whimsy after morally questionable whimsy.
"The truth is an easily twisted concept, and I for one find it overrated. The false is so much more pleasant... which explains why you adore me so. I am false. Rearrange the letters, darling."
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1 postsThe Fiddler's Bow Bar
Welcome to the Bar. A quieter and probably safer place to be than Gambit's
293 postsThe hold of the Hinterlight
The hold is gloomy and dark with very little amenities
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It was rather safe to say that Cloasse Galletti was not in the best of moods imaginable. For a start, she'd only just managed to find a position that didn't cause some stupid amount of pain to flare up in her back (where Drake had so kindly fired several beanbag shots at her) and she was now lamenting the loss of anything that would amuse her intellect.
"Are you all sleeping? Are none of you capable of holding even a slightly mathematical or runic discussion? No?"
Cloasse leant her head back against the cool wall she'd found, scowling. Her brain would surely rot away before she got out of this place and managed to get hold of a decent piece of literature...
"Are you all sleeping? Are none of you capable of holding even a slightly mathematical or runic discussion? No?"
Cloasse leant her head back against the cool wall she'd found, scowling. Her brain would surely rot away before she got out of this place and managed to get hold of a decent piece of literature...
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Kai Paendrag blinked blearily, the dark haze over his vision slowly lifting as he regained consciousness. For a moment, Kai was blissfully unaware of his situation, having completely forgotten the previous events. That moment, sadly, didn't last long, as the pain from the hideous bruises on his back, side and head suddenly flared up, resulting in a wince and a cringe from the youth.
Kai groaned as he slowly lifted his head off of the cold metal floor, pulling himself upright on the wall and into a sitting position. Glancing around, the youth slowly felt the gravity of the situation sinking into him. He was a prisoner, of some maniac, and he had no prospects of rescue. Nobody would even notice he was gone.
Drawing his knees up to his chest, Kai stared around at the other prisoners, eyes watery with restrained-but-developing tears. This was not something that Kai had been imagining when he set out from his Aspect Hold. Everything was a lot more... hostile than he had thought.
Kai groaned as he slowly lifted his head off of the cold metal floor, pulling himself upright on the wall and into a sitting position. Glancing around, the youth slowly felt the gravity of the situation sinking into him. He was a prisoner, of some maniac, and he had no prospects of rescue. Nobody would even notice he was gone.
Drawing his knees up to his chest, Kai stared around at the other prisoners, eyes watery with restrained-but-developing tears. This was not something that Kai had been imagining when he set out from his Aspect Hold. Everything was a lot more... hostile than he had thought.
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Sophie Harte remained unconscious for the time being, as she would have been sleeping in for a long time anyway given the amount of alcohol she consumed.
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wandered into the dark hold, the flash light mounted on the barrel of the grenade launcher. He smiled as the beam of light illuminated his captives. "Welcome to the Hinterlight." He called.
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Clo Galetti shielded her eyes with both hands, the sudden movement of limbs twinging the now darkening bruises on her back.
She didn't respond to Drake Stern's 'welcome', finding it rather sarcastic and taunting, and whilst she was more than happy to dish that kind of behaviour out, she wasn't going to stand for it in this situation. As such, silence was her friend.
She didn't respond to Drake Stern's 'welcome', finding it rather sarcastic and taunting, and whilst she was more than happy to dish that kind of behaviour out, she wasn't going to stand for it in this situation. As such, silence was her friend.
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Drake Sternn moved down the acces ramp, balancing the grenade launcher in his hands. He kept the light on Cloasse's face. "So pretty one, what's your name?" He asked mockingly.
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Kai stared out at the man with the gun, remaining just as silent as Cloasse, choosing instead of speaking to clasp his arms more tightly around himself. It was damn cold up here! And Kai didn't even have a shirt! Damn wings.
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Clo Galetti dropped her hands from her face at that point (rather wishing she hadn't, because that light was really, really close to her sensitive eyes) and simply looked at Drake.
"I'm not sure I'd like to give you that rather private information. Thank you for enquiring, however."
"I'm not sure I'd like to give you that rather private information. Thank you for enquiring, however."
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Drake turned away, moving to Kai, switching the light onto him as he moved. "How about you?" He asked
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Kai stared into Drake's eyes with derision, managing to look mildly defiant despite his huddled form and tearing eyes. He didn't, however, produce any lines of speech akin to Cloasse's, choosing instead to remain stoically silent.
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Clo Galetti followed Drake's movements with a darkening expression - that poor winged creature he was harassing now looked about ready to cry, and judging by the way he was hugging himself, he was either very cold, not far off from a flood of tears, or both...
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"You can look like that if you want, but silence will earn you a nice bruise." Drake said softly, wrapping his hands around the grenade launchers grip.
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Sophie Harte stirred where she lay, lifting her head briefly off of the ground to stare around at the darkness.
"Fuck. Where am I now? How long was I out and how much do I owe the bar this time?"
Sophie was apparently used to waking up in confusing environments, but as she registered the bars and the guns and the memories, she swore. "Fuuck. It's even worse than usual, isn't it?"
"Fuck. Where am I now? How long was I out and how much do I owe the bar this time?"
Sophie was apparently used to waking up in confusing environments, but as she registered the bars and the guns and the memories, she swore. "Fuuck. It's even worse than usual, isn't it?"
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Kai Paendrag remained silent, less out of choice and more out of pure intimidation. Any words he might have produced froze in his throat.
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Drake turned his light on Sophie and replied. "It couldn't be worse. If it were worse you would be dead." he chuckled, before speaking softly into his headset. slowly the lights flickered, and with echoing thunks rows of halogen strip lights flipped on, revealing a huge space, packed with supply crates and the prone form of emicated slaves.
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Clo Galetti adjusted her position again, finding her legs growing stiff beneath her, by standing and leaning her painful back against the seemingly invitingly cool walls of the hold they appeared to be in.
"Perhaps he is in shock," Cloasse piped up unnecessarily. "I read that sudden changes in routine, injuries and differences in environment can prompt shock in most species."
"Perhaps he is in shock," Cloasse piped up unnecessarily. "I read that sudden changes in routine, injuries and differences in environment can prompt shock in most species."
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Drake Sternn turned back to Cloasse, switching off his torch. "You read alot don't you?" He inquired a mite unessessarily.
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"Great. Locked in a room with some gun-toting, leather-clad catwoman wannabe. You sure go out of your way to look like a prat, don't you? You might think that having your outfit clinging to your bum crack like cling-film looks sexy but really, it doesn't. You are not Halle Berry."
Sophie snorted, apparently confident in the fact that she wouldn't be shot for that.
Sophie snorted, apparently confident in the fact that she wouldn't be shot for that.
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Kai Paendrag let out a light sigh of relief as attention was lifted from him, and looked over at Sophie with shock. Didn't she realise how much shit they were in?
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Clo Galetti nodded her head. No sense in lying, really. The vulgar comments coming from Sophie would've amused the Rune Scrit in any other setting, but when she was trying to keep herself as 'down low' as she could (and that would involve keeping the Pen hidden about her person), she couldn't really laugh at the rudeness coming from the other woman.
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Drake Sternn turned back in rage, his slim finger tightening on the trigger. The grenade launcher went off with a dull thud, sending a beanbag round carrening through the still air towards Sophie's throat. "I have enough slaves here to turn a profit, one or two are exependable. You would be wise not to fuck with me." He spoke ominously to all the assembled slaves
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Sophie Harte ...uh... died of a broken neck? o.O
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"Actually, judging by the amount of people in this room, the lack of provisions readily available and the temperature, approximately twenty percent could end up dead or seriously ill... So you don't really have any expendable 'slaves'," Cloasse explained, voice calm despite the expression on her face suggesting otherwise.
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Drake Sternn Looked at the winded girl at his feet. "You are healthy, you are expendable. So watch your rather gobby mouth." he replied to Clo, reloading the launcher.
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Sophie Harte fell backwards with a thud, wind knocked out of her lungs. Her vision faded swiftly as she passed out for a second time.
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