Setting
Full of skyscrapers and big buildings, Hanzai was once known for it's bustling nightlife, gambling and celebrity figures. A haven for those who enjoyed a good party and nightlife.
In recent years Hanzai has become a shell of it's former self. Like many cities known for being the place to party, it's attracted drug dealers, criminals and thieves from all over Hera Prime and other parts of the galaxy.
Many gangs now hold a tight grip on the city peddling drugs, selling weapons, illegal pornography, body armor, sub-contracting mercenaries, selling sex slaves, making counterfeit money, hiring out escorts, and not washing their hands before handling food.
The most prolific, most dangerous, of the gangs is the pseudo-terrorist group known as The Russian Brotherhood and their muscle on the streets known as The Hammer & Star Bratva who rule the south side of the city.
They're rumored to put an end to most of their enemies by using a group known as the Koshmarnyy, ex-Soviet paratroopers who are veterans of the Soviet war in Afghanistan.
Second only to them are the Kemal Tigers, a Hera Prime based organization said to be founded from an old revolutionary group of the same name. When the revolutionaries became disenchanted to their cause they decided to turn to crime.
Using what they learned fighting the Heran government, they were quickly able to make a name for themselves. They've since taken over the west side of the city.
The north is mostly held by what remains of Hanzai's police force, but their hold on the area is constantly shrinking as gangs move in to do business and wage war with their rivals.
In recent years Hanzai has become a shell of it's former self. Like many cities known for being the place to party, it's attracted drug dealers, criminals and thieves from all over Hera Prime and other parts of the galaxy.
Many gangs now hold a tight grip on the city peddling drugs, selling weapons, illegal pornography, body armor, sub-contracting mercenaries, selling sex slaves, making counterfeit money, hiring out escorts, and not washing their hands before handling food.
The most prolific, most dangerous, of the gangs is the pseudo-terrorist group known as The Russian Brotherhood and their muscle on the streets known as The Hammer & Star Bratva who rule the south side of the city.
They're rumored to put an end to most of their enemies by using a group known as the Koshmarnyy, ex-Soviet paratroopers who are veterans of the Soviet war in Afghanistan.
Second only to them are the Kemal Tigers, a Hera Prime based organization said to be founded from an old revolutionary group of the same name. When the revolutionaries became disenchanted to their cause they decided to turn to crime.
Using what they learned fighting the Heran government, they were quickly able to make a name for themselves. They've since taken over the west side of the city.
The north is mostly held by what remains of Hanzai's police force, but their hold on the area is constantly shrinking as gangs move in to do business and wage war with their rivals.
Hanzai
The third largest city on Hera Prime, Hanzai is quickly becoming the hub of all crime on the planet. Gangs from all over the universe migrating to the city to carve their own slice.
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Hanzai is a part of 
Kemal Plains.
4 Characters Here
Roorik Butler [0] Roorik is an Irish cop who had been living in the slums all his life and was tired of seeing crime. He vows to stop crime at any cost, even at the cost of his own life.
Theodin Lumax [0] A dangerous criminal pulling the strings of his homeworld.
Benito Udinov [0] Ruthless, yet stoic, head of the Hammer & Star's Hera Prime branch.
Rook Scintilla [0] "Of course its not stolen, would I lie to you?"
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"Go to Hera Prime, they said!"
Th rev of a powerful engine alerted all down a street in Hanzo.
"It'll be good for you, they said!"
A large motorcycle rushed between cars and masterfully dodged any people that were crossing the street. The rider was being yelled at rudely, but she could not hear the voices over the hum of her vehicle. It approached a corner all too quickly. There was no logical way for her to stop in time.
So, instead, she drove the bike right up to the building on the corner, as as she was almost upon it, the motorcycle transformed.
Out of nowhere, the woman was suddenly riding a tigeresque cyborg, which jumped up onto the building, scuffing the walls terribly, and bounded back down to the ground, becoming a wheeled contraption once again.
"You need to get out! You need thee experience! A vacation!" The woman was yelling at this point to herself, and it turned to grumbling. "And then they shipped me here. Of all places!"
The motorcycle came to a halt, skidding right into a small parking spot. "Hrmph."
Th rev of a powerful engine alerted all down a street in Hanzo.
"It'll be good for you, they said!"
A large motorcycle rushed between cars and masterfully dodged any people that were crossing the street. The rider was being yelled at rudely, but she could not hear the voices over the hum of her vehicle. It approached a corner all too quickly. There was no logical way for her to stop in time.
So, instead, she drove the bike right up to the building on the corner, as as she was almost upon it, the motorcycle transformed.
Out of nowhere, the woman was suddenly riding a tigeresque cyborg, which jumped up onto the building, scuffing the walls terribly, and bounded back down to the ground, becoming a wheeled contraption once again.
"You need to get out! You need thee experience! A vacation!" The woman was yelling at this point to herself, and it turned to grumbling. "And then they shipped me here. Of all places!"
The motorcycle came to a halt, skidding right into a small parking spot. "Hrmph."
Such vehicles weren't a strange sight in Hanzai, not at all. Anyone with the money could buy something that could catch glances from those in the area. If you had the right guns, you could steal your own fancy ride.
The real sight was someone new to the city. It was impossible to know everyone, but it was pretty obvious to the locals that Sich was new. Otherwise she wouldn't have attracted any attention to herself. Attention was bad if you didn't have any big shots backing you or vouching for you.
Several men and women piled out of a nearby building. Most them were dressed nicely. Most of them in suits. "Tourists don't last long around here." One of the men said to Sich, a Russian accent coating his words.
He wasn't trying to pick a fight, he was warning the woman. "Are you a cop?" He asked loudly, making sure everyone nearby heard.
The real sight was someone new to the city. It was impossible to know everyone, but it was pretty obvious to the locals that Sich was new. Otherwise she wouldn't have attracted any attention to herself. Attention was bad if you didn't have any big shots backing you or vouching for you.
Several men and women piled out of a nearby building. Most them were dressed nicely. Most of them in suits. "Tourists don't last long around here." One of the men said to Sich, a Russian accent coating his words.
He wasn't trying to pick a fight, he was warning the woman. "Are you a cop?" He asked loudly, making sure everyone nearby heard.
Sich gave the men a visible sneer as she propped one leg up onto the seat of her motorcycle. "I ain't no tourist, bub. I was forced here into this prison." She was about to hock a loogey at his feet to get a good look at his bad side. She certainly did want to pick a fight! But something stop her.
"A cop? Heh. You could say that. Not a cop here, but I see you've got a lot of Misranan cousins! This is my first time to Hera." When she sure as hell didn't want to be there, because she wanted to help in Zanzaria. "So you might not be unfamiliar with my kind. You don't seem interested in Kaslane, after all." She patted the large motorcycle she sat on, and it hummed in response.
"What? People here got a problem with cops?"
"A cop? Heh. You could say that. Not a cop here, but I see you've got a lot of Misranan cousins! This is my first time to Hera." When she sure as hell didn't want to be there, because she wanted to help in Zanzaria. "So you might not be unfamiliar with my kind. You don't seem interested in Kaslane, after all." She patted the large motorcycle she sat on, and it hummed in response.
"What? People here got a problem with cops?"
"A lot of people believe the only good cop is a dead cop." The Russian man told Sich, "Or one who's willing to take money and turn a blind eye." Another chimed in, the others acknowledging his words. The corrupt cops outnumbered the good cops. At least the ones who were still alive.
The amount of good cops buried in town was staggering.
"Try to keep your occupation on the down low. Not everyone may outright hate the law, there are people who come in and out who target you just for existing." A woman said, her accent less Russian. It was clear that either she had been on Hera Prime for a long time or she just wasn't Russian at all.
"You got a weapon yet?" The woman asked, "You'll need one."
The amount of good cops buried in town was staggering.
"Try to keep your occupation on the down low. Not everyone may outright hate the law, there are people who come in and out who target you just for existing." A woman said, her accent less Russian. It was clear that either she had been on Hera Prime for a long time or she just wasn't Russian at all.
"You got a weapon yet?" The woman asked, "You'll need one."
"Whaddya take me for? Stupid?" she snorted. The gauntlets over her hands, extending to her elbows, glowed dimly when she finished her statement.
"I'm always armed. Anyone who knows how to use Caster Gloves well ain't someone to be messed with. Not only that, but if someone manages to kill me, they're gonna have a harder time with Kaslane. All my checks are mated." She paused, mulling over the translation. "Okay, that was the wrong expression, but still."
She shuffled onto her feet, hands on her hips. "Why're you tellin' me this, ah? You woulda picked on me already if that's what you wanted to do. Tryin' to get some cash outta me for being nice?" She leaned forward a bit, narrowing her eyes at all of them.
"I'm suspicious."
"I'm always armed. Anyone who knows how to use Caster Gloves well ain't someone to be messed with. Not only that, but if someone manages to kill me, they're gonna have a harder time with Kaslane. All my checks are mated." She paused, mulling over the translation. "Okay, that was the wrong expression, but still."
She shuffled onto her feet, hands on her hips. "Why're you tellin' me this, ah? You woulda picked on me already if that's what you wanted to do. Tryin' to get some cash outta me for being nice?" She leaned forward a bit, narrowing her eyes at all of them.
"I'm suspicious."
"It's much better to know who we're dealing with before we decide to make them friend, foe, or a customer." The woman told Sich, "We have competition here. If you're working for them we might just kill you or make you an offer. If you have a grudge, we might help you if you can help us." The woman explained, moving towards Sich.
"If you're here for... pleasure. We'd like to offer our services." The woman said, offering Sich a smirk. "Even cops need to unwind. You seem like you haven't had a vacation in a long time. I've got... men, women, and a variety of other genders for you."
"Like 'em furry? We've got 'em. Hairless? Got that. Ambiguously aquatic? If you're into it we have it."
"If you're here for... pleasure. We'd like to offer our services." The woman said, offering Sich a smirk. "Even cops need to unwind. You seem like you haven't had a vacation in a long time. I've got... men, women, and a variety of other genders for you."
"Like 'em furry? We've got 'em. Hairless? Got that. Ambiguously aquatic? If you're into it we have it."
Sich's eyebrows rose up so high and her eyes became so large that they nearly toppled out of her head altogether. She quickly regained her composure, leaning an elbow against Kaslane. "Hah. Hah. Y'know, that's funny. That's really funny. I." She coughed into her fist. The next words came out nervous, wobbly. "I...got a honey. Back home."
She didn't.
"But hey, thanks for the offer. Maybe I'll hit you up again if everything doesn't work out! Heheh." She scratched the back of her neck. "But in the case that I do get on someone's bad side...sure! A little tit for tat...right?"
Crap.
She didn't.
"But hey, thanks for the offer. Maybe I'll hit you up again if everything doesn't work out! Heheh." She scratched the back of her neck. "But in the case that I do get on someone's bad side...sure! A little tit for tat...right?"
Crap.
"Maybe." The woman said, "Stay out of the west side, or at least don't tell people there you're the law." The woman added, "The Tigers are some of the people who tend to aim for law enforcement and soldiers. Especially the active ones." The mistress explained to Sich.
"Yeah, they used to be revolutionaries, I heard. Ever since those Rogue people put them down they've been rebuilding here and taking out anyone with a badge or uniform." A Russian gangster added, "We aren't too friendly with them, so if you run into trouble... give us a call. We like to take them out where we can." The gangster told Sich.
"The boss doesn't like them especially."
"Yeah, they used to be revolutionaries, I heard. Ever since those Rogue people put them down they've been rebuilding here and taking out anyone with a badge or uniform." A Russian gangster added, "We aren't too friendly with them, so if you run into trouble... give us a call. We like to take them out where we can." The gangster told Sich.
"The boss doesn't like them especially."
"I'll be sure!" chirped the cop, a little too high than intended. People rarely believed that she was a cop until they saw her in action. She certainly did not act as though she should have gotten the position. She was young and a bit naive when it came to a few certain things, but violence, death, deception, crime. Those were things she was familiar with. Those were things she handled with ease and comfort. That had been why she made the position.
"Why don't you give me a number or a signal to get you by? And I got a question...I didn't think I looked too different from anyone around here. How come you were able to single me out? Some other people, too. When I was on Terra, everyone was weirded out because of my ATW, but that doesn't seem to be what caught your eye."
"Why don't you give me a number or a signal to get you by? And I got a question...I didn't think I looked too different from anyone around here. How come you were able to single me out? Some other people, too. When I was on Terra, everyone was weirded out because of my ATW, but that doesn't seem to be what caught your eye."
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