Introduction
This is a complete revival of an old RP I was once part of. I would hope that this could manage to become one similar to it but with new characters and new developments. Hopefully everyone can like it and we can get this rolling.
For the past three generations a minuscule quantity of humans have been born with a genetic fault leading to abnormal activity within the body, causing almost superhuman qualities. This defect has been come to known as a S.U.I.T. Standing for Supernatural Utilization Incursion Technique. The carriers of said gene malfunctions are simply known as Suits. Humans immediately viewed this new breed as a blight on existence and demanded their annihilation. The Hierarchy was an organization founded by humans to protect these unique beings from civil inequality and seek their worldwide acceptance. Because the populace would never have to live with or see these monsters, The Hierarchy was quickly accepted by all nations and openly took Suits from any decent. The organization quickly grew into a nation and offered a place for Suits to live without concern.
Suits live excellently in these conditions. A calm and successful new world in the making. A world without poverty or gap in demographic. A nation of industrial, scientific, and medicinal prowess. All Suits found or born were taken to the Hierarchy to be marked and live in the nation.
With such a vast myriad of powers the Hierarchy organized each power under a symbol found in card suits and marked them with a scar to represent their grouping.
Suits of Hearts: Powers dealing with or affecting the mind. Scar is a Heart on the chest.
IE: telekinesis, illusion, mind control, psychic, or telepathy
Suits of Clubs: Powers dealing with physical manipulation or stimulation of the body. Scar is a Club on the feet.
IE: Super strength, speed, shapeshifting, sensory, invisibility, healing
Suits of Diamonds: Powers dealing with manipulation of the elements. Scar is a Diamond on the back of hands.
IE: Pyrokinesis, Cryokinesis, Aerokinesis, Terraforming, Aquaforming, Metalforming, Electrokinesis
Suits of Spades: Unique, almost indistinguishable powers. Scar is a spade on the back.
IE: Necromancy, Infection, Dream-walking, ect.
Using this classification system, the Hierarchy has marked all Suits in existence. Not all Suits live within the Hierarchy, but are simply marked and attempt living normal lives although these are few. Those that are within the Hierarchical Nation are ranked by number or face in addition to their suit. For example 2-4 are worker ranks. 5-7 are soldier ranks. 8-10 are elite soldier ranks or management work positions. Jacks are soldiers that have also transcended into a position of political power such as Generals. Queens are female elitist soldiers, so adept as to acquire a position of aristocracy. Kings are elitist male soldiers that are adept as to acquire a position of aristocracy. Aces are the rulers of each suit and the controllers of the Hierarchy at it's core. While these numbers and faces exist the social gap between them is almost nonexistent.
As the original human founders of the Hierarchy passed away, leaving their positions to Suits, the organization became corrupt. The new Aces seek not social equality, but rather a world dominated by Suits. Although nothing has occurred yet, the Hierarchy plans to enlist or murder any Suit that is not under their grasp. Only a few short of a full house, the Hierarchy has not a great deal to fight until nothing can impede their power. The humans will fall to the Hierarchy and be dominated by them if nothing is done. However, many Suits see issue with that.
Suits that are not currently within the Hierarchy are about to be hunted mercilessly. As a character you have the option to live within the Hierarchy, or outside of it.
THIS IS THE OFFICIAL CHARACTER LIST
Ace of Diamonds: Jace Beleren (SkyeBreaker)
Ace of Hearts: Lawrene Maceo (MixingMusicWithMagic)
Ace of Clubs: Kintry Lauver (Skwidge)
Ace of Spades: Pandora Geminite (ReaperGirl4)
King of Hearts: (Open)
King of Spades: Dmitri Cherevin (Eisenhorn)
King of Clubs: Ogar Mightswell (Worldsastage)
King of Diamonds:(Open)
Queen of Clubs: Flynn Tegan (slcam)
Queen of Hearts: Ellen Rhodes (Yamada)
Queen of Diamonds: Edei Delanore (Celedia)
Queen of Spades: Rose Hellena (gezzygezzy)
Jack of Clubs: (Reserved for The Protagonist)
Jack of Hearts: (Open)
Jack of Diamonds: (Open)
Jack of Spades: Aurora Mae Laurn (Fallen)
Non-Faces:
Meira Phenix (Tsukiakari) 10 of Spades
Gwen Azure (EsperEmpress) Clubs
Lex Ashford (SkyeBreaker) Outside of the Hierarchy
Nikki Parchelem (SavingHope) Outside of the Hierarchy
Maxwell 'Wyvern' Saunders (Nasurate6) Outside of the Hierarchy
OTHER RULES:
1. Characters WILL die. If a character is in over their head they could very well lose their life, and there are no exceptions if a GM says it occurs. However, this does not mean GMs are exempt for this rule. Aces are just as mortal as everyone else, just much greater in power. But they can die, (I still don't recommend it :P.) We have decided though that if your character perishes, IE: A jack is killed in battle, they are allowed to make a new character, so long as the new character is not a Face. New characters will need to be approved just the same. Please do NOT make a 2nd character just because you fear for yours, and do not be overly cautious of your character, play as the character would anyway. Let the story play out, even if your character must die, and you will be rewarded in some way.
2. PLACE ORGANIZATION IS KEY. Post in the area which your character is currently at. IE: A Queen in the Spire is having a conversation with a King. We can't have 16 characters posting in the same place. Feel free to move between the areas, and be sure to keep up on the events of the other places to know what's going on.
Character Skeleton:
Picture: a picture of your character, anime, real or otherwise.
Name:
Age:
Gender:
Eye color:
Hair color:
Height:
Weight:
Appearance: brief description of what character wears, wields, and carries themselves
Personality: brief description of how character acts, likes, dislikes.
Suit: Suit marking character carries in accordance to their power
Power: in-depth description of characters power, be specific and nothing outrageous (ask in OOC if need be)
Bio: Brief story of your character and their life/ backstory.
For the past three generations a minuscule quantity of humans have been born with a genetic fault leading to abnormal activity within the body, causing almost superhuman qualities. This defect has been come to known as a S.U.I.T. Standing for Supernatural Utilization Incursion Technique. The carriers of said gene malfunctions are simply known as Suits. Humans immediately viewed this new breed as a blight on existence and demanded their annihilation. The Hierarchy was an organization founded by humans to protect these unique beings from civil inequality and seek their worldwide acceptance. Because the populace would never have to live with or see these monsters, The Hierarchy was quickly accepted by all nations and openly took Suits from any decent. The organization quickly grew into a nation and offered a place for Suits to live without concern.
Suits live excellently in these conditions. A calm and successful new world in the making. A world without poverty or gap in demographic. A nation of industrial, scientific, and medicinal prowess. All Suits found or born were taken to the Hierarchy to be marked and live in the nation.
With such a vast myriad of powers the Hierarchy organized each power under a symbol found in card suits and marked them with a scar to represent their grouping.
Suits of Hearts: Powers dealing with or affecting the mind. Scar is a Heart on the chest.
IE: telekinesis, illusion, mind control, psychic, or telepathy
Suits of Clubs: Powers dealing with physical manipulation or stimulation of the body. Scar is a Club on the feet.
IE: Super strength, speed, shapeshifting, sensory, invisibility, healing
Suits of Diamonds: Powers dealing with manipulation of the elements. Scar is a Diamond on the back of hands.
IE: Pyrokinesis, Cryokinesis, Aerokinesis, Terraforming, Aquaforming, Metalforming, Electrokinesis
Suits of Spades: Unique, almost indistinguishable powers. Scar is a spade on the back.
IE: Necromancy, Infection, Dream-walking, ect.
Using this classification system, the Hierarchy has marked all Suits in existence. Not all Suits live within the Hierarchy, but are simply marked and attempt living normal lives although these are few. Those that are within the Hierarchical Nation are ranked by number or face in addition to their suit. For example 2-4 are worker ranks. 5-7 are soldier ranks. 8-10 are elite soldier ranks or management work positions. Jacks are soldiers that have also transcended into a position of political power such as Generals. Queens are female elitist soldiers, so adept as to acquire a position of aristocracy. Kings are elitist male soldiers that are adept as to acquire a position of aristocracy. Aces are the rulers of each suit and the controllers of the Hierarchy at it's core. While these numbers and faces exist the social gap between them is almost nonexistent.
As the original human founders of the Hierarchy passed away, leaving their positions to Suits, the organization became corrupt. The new Aces seek not social equality, but rather a world dominated by Suits. Although nothing has occurred yet, the Hierarchy plans to enlist or murder any Suit that is not under their grasp. Only a few short of a full house, the Hierarchy has not a great deal to fight until nothing can impede their power. The humans will fall to the Hierarchy and be dominated by them if nothing is done. However, many Suits see issue with that.
Suits that are not currently within the Hierarchy are about to be hunted mercilessly. As a character you have the option to live within the Hierarchy, or outside of it.
THIS IS THE OFFICIAL CHARACTER LIST
Ace of Diamonds: Jace Beleren (SkyeBreaker)
Ace of Hearts: Lawrene Maceo (MixingMusicWithMagic)
Ace of Clubs: Kintry Lauver (Skwidge)
Ace of Spades: Pandora Geminite (ReaperGirl4)
King of Hearts: (Open)
King of Spades: Dmitri Cherevin (Eisenhorn)
King of Clubs: Ogar Mightswell (Worldsastage)
King of Diamonds:(Open)
Queen of Clubs: Flynn Tegan (slcam)
Queen of Hearts: Ellen Rhodes (Yamada)
Queen of Diamonds: Edei Delanore (Celedia)
Queen of Spades: Rose Hellena (gezzygezzy)
Jack of Clubs: (Reserved for The Protagonist)
Jack of Hearts: (Open)
Jack of Diamonds: (Open)
Jack of Spades: Aurora Mae Laurn (Fallen)
Non-Faces:
Meira Phenix (Tsukiakari) 10 of Spades
Gwen Azure (EsperEmpress) Clubs
Lex Ashford (SkyeBreaker) Outside of the Hierarchy
Nikki Parchelem (SavingHope) Outside of the Hierarchy
Maxwell 'Wyvern' Saunders (Nasurate6) Outside of the Hierarchy
OTHER RULES:
1. Characters WILL die. If a character is in over their head they could very well lose their life, and there are no exceptions if a GM says it occurs. However, this does not mean GMs are exempt for this rule. Aces are just as mortal as everyone else, just much greater in power. But they can die, (I still don't recommend it :P.) We have decided though that if your character perishes, IE: A jack is killed in battle, they are allowed to make a new character, so long as the new character is not a Face. New characters will need to be approved just the same. Please do NOT make a 2nd character just because you fear for yours, and do not be overly cautious of your character, play as the character would anyway. Let the story play out, even if your character must die, and you will be rewarded in some way.
2. PLACE ORGANIZATION IS KEY. Post in the area which your character is currently at. IE: A Queen in the Spire is having a conversation with a King. We can't have 16 characters posting in the same place. Feel free to move between the areas, and be sure to keep up on the events of the other places to know what's going on.
Character Skeleton:
Picture: a picture of your character, anime, real or otherwise.
Name:
Age:
Gender:
Eye color:
Hair color:
Height:
Weight:
Appearance: brief description of what character wears, wields, and carries themselves
Personality: brief description of how character acts, likes, dislikes.
Suit: Suit marking character carries in accordance to their power
Power: in-depth description of characters power, be specific and nothing outrageous (ask in OOC if need be)
Bio: Brief story of your character and their life/ backstory.
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"But Ogar likes destroying." Ogar moped. "If Ogar can't destroy, how about a public execution? We set an example for all the people to follow by killing any random person we find. Then after the person's dead, we say 'Don't let it happen again.' That'll teach them."
The next thing he knew, a black kitten with flames jumped into his lap. "Awww. That's the cutest and coolest thing ever." Kintry began complaining about food. "They've got breakfast in the kitchen. If you want, I can smash down another wall and get you there."
Shortly after, the Queen of Hearts entered after having overslept. It didn't bother Ogar, such as the eavesdropper outside didn't bother him. As much as he didn't care about obeying a bunch of rules and instead doing whatever pleases him, he believed everyone else should have that right. If someone wanted to eavesdrop, let them eavesdrop. If someone wanted to sleep in til whatever, let them. It's just silly to obsess over trying to please everyone else.
The next thing he knew, a black kitten with flames jumped into his lap. "Awww. That's the cutest and coolest thing ever." Kintry began complaining about food. "They've got breakfast in the kitchen. If you want, I can smash down another wall and get you there."
Shortly after, the Queen of Hearts entered after having overslept. It didn't bother Ogar, such as the eavesdropper outside didn't bother him. As much as he didn't care about obeying a bunch of rules and instead doing whatever pleases him, he believed everyone else should have that right. If someone wanted to eavesdrop, let them eavesdrop. If someone wanted to sleep in til whatever, let them. It's just silly to obsess over trying to please everyone else.
Ellen had a clue what was being talked about, but since she wasn't in the meeting directly when the problem was being adressed, she was half in the subject. It was better than nothing, still. About her suit's ace, well, he knew her just like any mind-reader would, even though it wasn't his ability at all. Such was the Ace of Hearts, 'an amazing fellow', or so she thought of him. Even though oversleeping was not really a habit of hers... yet, Lawrence the Ace quickly placed the mark on it by asking 'Did you sleep well?'. "Oh, I slept well... good morning to you too." Responded Ellen, following by "You know, I met our little eavesdropper. Given by the look on her face and all the apologies when she saw me, she probably just took the wrong turn." , with a shrug and a little smile on her face. "I'll remember her face just in case she decides to return." She concluded the eavesdropper incident with that, having seen the eavesdropper herself.
As she saw the living room, it was just another day... with Ogar eager to destroy anything even if it was the whole spire, Kintry shapeshifting into whichever form she wanted, Lawrence seeming the most normal person there... as normal as a suit and ace can be. It was another morning. "The cove... well, I would suggest first to identify who is causing the problems, and then think what to do with the troublemakers. We can give the troublemakers the honor to be Ogar's playmates. What do you say?" The queen of hearts stated her opinion, without even knowing what exactly is the trouble. She came from a line of thought which said that 'If something isn't allright within the Hierarchy, there must be some kind of problem, and someone causing it'.
As she saw the living room, it was just another day... with Ogar eager to destroy anything even if it was the whole spire, Kintry shapeshifting into whichever form she wanted, Lawrence seeming the most normal person there... as normal as a suit and ace can be. It was another morning. "The cove... well, I would suggest first to identify who is causing the problems, and then think what to do with the troublemakers. We can give the troublemakers the honor to be Ogar's playmates. What do you say?" The queen of hearts stated her opinion, without even knowing what exactly is the trouble. She came from a line of thought which said that 'If something isn't allright within the Hierarchy, there must be some kind of problem, and someone causing it'.
"Meh. Relax, Fluffy. There are more muffins where this one came from," Meira said offhandedly, fishing her free hand out of her pocket where it dwelt habitually and snapping her fingers in a presentatory manner as she finished devouring her own breakfast. Spontaneously, yet another chocolate chip-laden pastry fell from the ceiling, plopping down on the head of the Ace who was trying to threaten the generally fearless and battle hungry 10 in the terrifying form of a housecat. Meira wasn't exactly scared.
"Crimes in the Cove? Huh. The way I see it, it might just be easier if we waited just a little longer. Whatever it is petty thieves have done to piss you big names off, it must have been pretty brazen. If we delay a bit, then they'll think we just don't care. They'll try something even more stupid, and once they're out in the open, we can surround them and beat 'em down. Once their comrades get word that the forces of the Spire trashed their pals, they'll think twice before they do anything else contrary to your interests. That way, you get your criminals dead, Ogar and I get to crack some heads, and everyone is satisfied," The brash 10 proposed, grinning as she once more placed her hands in her pockets, kicking back against the wall in an entirely too carefree manner.
"Besides," Meira added. "A head-to-head battle is much more fun than sneaking and skulking about anyway. Wouldn't you say?"
"Crimes in the Cove? Huh. The way I see it, it might just be easier if we waited just a little longer. Whatever it is petty thieves have done to piss you big names off, it must have been pretty brazen. If we delay a bit, then they'll think we just don't care. They'll try something even more stupid, and once they're out in the open, we can surround them and beat 'em down. Once their comrades get word that the forces of the Spire trashed their pals, they'll think twice before they do anything else contrary to your interests. That way, you get your criminals dead, Ogar and I get to crack some heads, and everyone is satisfied," The brash 10 proposed, grinning as she once more placed her hands in her pockets, kicking back against the wall in an entirely too carefree manner.
"Besides," Meira added. "A head-to-head battle is much more fun than sneaking and skulking about anyway. Wouldn't you say?"
Nikki looked at Lex, as he tried to explain what had happened, to the man and her. "Here, I know I made you drop your bread so I'm hoping this meat will make it up to you." She looked at him before grabbing the meat from his hands, looking at it; she was a bit amazed that he could even get a slab of meat of this quality. "I really hope this is enough compensation for your bread. I'm really sorry. I didn't mean to run into you. I wasn't paying attention and I've always been a little clumsy and not coordinated and... and...--" She couldn't tell whether she was amazed by the meat or how this guy could ramble on and on. "Its fine." She finally said in a monotone type of voice. "Thanks for the meat." Nikki held up the meat as if she was about to casually salute a thank you to him. "Thanks for trying to protect me." She said, turning to the man.
She held the meat up to her nose and smelt it, before looking back at them; she wanted to eat it now, but wasn't sure on whether she should cook it now, or wait till later tonight. "By the way, my name is Nikki." She said, putting the meat in her bag, having the bread serrate it from her clothes. Trying to start a casual talk was a bit hard for her, but she felt like she had to say something; who knows, maybe one these guys could be useful for her in the future.
She held the meat up to her nose and smelt it, before looking back at them; she wanted to eat it now, but wasn't sure on whether she should cook it now, or wait till later tonight. "By the way, my name is Nikki." She said, putting the meat in her bag, having the bread serrate it from her clothes. Trying to start a casual talk was a bit hard for her, but she felt like she had to say something; who knows, maybe one these guys could be useful for her in the future.
Lawrence gave a brief nod at Ellen after she told him that she had slept well. He walked around to the side of the couch and, tired of standing, plopped himself onto the floor and crossed his legs. Everyone seemed to be inputting there own ideas and opinions about the situation, but Lawrence himself hadn't really felt like getting too deep into the problem. It wasn't in his best interest as to what did and did not happen at the cove, but he was and Ace all the same, so he didn't have much of a choice but to participate. His smile faded a little as Meira spoke up once again, this time speaking a little out of line. He figured one of the other suits would speak up about her behavior eventually. Technically all this girl was was a mere number and hardly had any right to input her opinion on what the final decision would be about the conflict at hand. Though he didn't really like the comment about thieves pissing of the 'big names', as what she had referred the suits to, but he didn't care all that much about they way she was acting. One of them would get angry at her eventually. Rose had already told Meira to speak properly around them, of course that didn't seem to help much. If anyone was going to scold the 10 of spades it would be either Pandora or Jace, most likely Jace would be the first to become the most irritated, but he wasn't placing bets. Although the girl did have a point about leaving the problem be for now, they couldn't just brush it off and assume those living at the cove would act so stupidly. He wasn't doubting their capability of keeping the rebelliousness under control, but he knew it wasn't safe to assume everyone at the cove was some idiot that doesn't know any better. He leaned his back against the side of the sofa and crossed his arms over his chest as he watched this little conflict unfold.
((Woops two Pandora's XD))
((Woops two Pandora's XD))
Mother of God, thought the Ace of Spades. Children. I swear, they're all children. She sniffed disdainfully at the annoying chatter and bickering. There was work to be done. The 10, Meira, had her own brazen scheme. She frowned. It wasn't safe to assume that everyone in the Cove was as stupid as Meira's plan implied. There could be a diamond in the rough, so to speak. She was tempted to outright disagree with the 10's idea, but she'd let the small matter take care of itself and form her own idea. After a few moments of analyzation and deliberation and when the 10 was done speaking, Pandora voiced her opinion.
"If the crimes committed by those from the Cove are simply disturbing the Hierarchal citizens, I believe that we need to enforce order within the cove. This could be accomplished in many ways, but my personal suggestion is to send in at least a few units to... enforce the law in the Cove, which we've been much too lenient with. It's time to put then back in their place. They of all people are above nothing, certainly not the law," she finished. Pandora took a seat in a nearby vacant armchair, crossing her legs in a professional manner, showing that she meant business. When it came to matters of state, there was no room for tolerance.
"If the crimes committed by those from the Cove are simply disturbing the Hierarchal citizens, I believe that we need to enforce order within the cove. This could be accomplished in many ways, but my personal suggestion is to send in at least a few units to... enforce the law in the Cove, which we've been much too lenient with. It's time to put then back in their place. They of all people are above nothing, certainly not the law," she finished. Pandora took a seat in a nearby vacant armchair, crossing her legs in a professional manner, showing that she meant business. When it came to matters of state, there was no room for tolerance.
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Rose heard all the suggestions and couldn't help but state her own. "I don't think we should stoop down to spying. Police forces andd shifts maybe but don't you think they would like that even less? We need a solution that doesn't anger them any more than they already are." She couldn't help but feel stupid, in a meetin with pajamas. She felt like she couldn't be taken seriousl, even if the robe looked royal. "I think we should mak a public appearance. Inform them we are aware of the uprising and warn them about the disciplines that will be used if they go out with this rebelion." She stated the last part matter of factly. She alway liked just stating what she thought, and thia was a perfect solution to her. She continued. "If they fail to take our warning and stop this foolishness, then we step in again. With force."
At that last part she cpuldn't help but smile. They could all get out of tjis blasted spire if they took her plan into consideration. She would have to dress up but she was learning to get used to formal clothes. Police could be struck down, starting a riot. Spies could be found lut, plus hiding was not what royalty did. She really needed tp get out of here though. If they didn't have an idea that included her getting out, even for a bit, she would have to get out on her own, which she never did. Suits were to be protected, but she hated having guards, so instead of being rude and ordering them to leave her alone she just never left the building.
At that last part she cpuldn't help but smile. They could all get out of tjis blasted spire if they took her plan into consideration. She would have to dress up but she was learning to get used to formal clothes. Police could be struck down, starting a riot. Spies could be found lut, plus hiding was not what royalty did. She really needed tp get out of here though. If they didn't have an idea that included her getting out, even for a bit, she would have to get out on her own, which she never did. Suits were to be protected, but she hated having guards, so instead of being rude and ordering them to leave her alone she just never left the building.
The setting changes from Present Day Earth to The Cove
Evita Velia Ruiz
Oh, cry me a river. I suppose such blind innocence is bliss. Or it's supposed to be. Stuck in a drastically over-dramatic scene within a corrupted society, better yet world, Eva couldn't help but wonder just how, exactly, someone living in a thriving black market could possibly sprout the words 'I'm sorry'. Or, even more ironic still, say this relatively childish phrase over just bumping into a random stranger. 'Funny, isn't it? I've knee'd in the groin for less. Or was that the time I punched your boyfriend in the face?' 'Actually, you repeatedly bashed his head into a wall. And they were in the middle of a little something, weren't they? Do you realize how long it's been since our little bird got any? Think of my reputation!' 'You had one? And here I thought your angelic chastity was screwing up the rest of us
All Eva could do was valiantly ignore her peanut gallery as the fourth, only female persona piped up an agitated, forlorn reply; directing her attention elsewhere before the tangent grew all the more distracting. Because, well, it certainly wouldn't be 'low profile' to start yelling at invisible voices in her head, in a presumably crime-infested city in the middle of some randomly popular street. Not that she particularly cared whether or not someone would jump her, but rather that the following consequences would probably catch the attention of the Hierarchy, wherever they were. And... being a one-man insurgent syndicate, among many rebellious organizations, that just wouldn't do. Hence why Eva actually bothered to watch the face-palm worthy incident consisting of a knife, dropped bread, meat, and several pretty high-strung individuals. There are so many things worse than knives, they'll probably never know. But then again, I guess not everyone needs to care as much as a wanted criminal.
The thought of which, as it usually did, bounced Eva back into 'alert-mode'; snapping her awareness up a notch amidst a gradually thinning crowd. It was unfortunate (in all terms of laziness), but this child was --still is-- horribly recognizable, and the backlash from it had came far too much in the past few weeks. Suits of all kinds, be they spies, rebels or soldiers, seemed to almost repeatedly assault her; and if Eva didn't happen to be so efficient with her abilities, she'd probably be some bloody mess on the floor. Just because, even if these enemy supernaturals weren't particularly strong, they came in freaking droves, whenever the two parties happened to meet. Oh, how it pays to be a Jack. But I'm damn well better than the Face I used to be, four years ago.
In any case, seeing as how the internal argument was still raging within the fragile confines of her mind, Eva had no particular choice but keep amusing herself with the passing situation; eating a well-enough lunch consisting of a muffin just a little ways away. The crowd, of course, had wholly disappeared by then; resorting to the crude nonchalance that she then exhibited. Well, suffice it to say that Eva was particularly bored: it was her day off from pissing off the Hierarchy (yes, it's her job. She takes requests from other rebel factions.), and the moment seemed to be one of those 'calm before the storm' types. So, well, she just kind of relaxed against a wall, watching the hustle and bustle of the Cove run by.
Because, in all brutal honesty, this kid couldn't possibly find it anywhere in herself to go and strike a conversation with those that she watched; purely since she just didn't believe that they could be of any help to her whatsoever. The older man, perhaps, but someone who would cry for a knife in the middle of the black market kind of.. says too much the definition of 'up-tight'. Really, don't be ridiculous. It's a cruel, cruel world out there. Personally, Eva had already lost all hope in teenagers a long time ago. So, well, that's pretty much why she just stood there. Whether or not she'd be proven wrong, though, is an entirely different matter altogether. 'Hey, help comes from the most unexpected places.' I find it hard to believe that i'd even want that help, coming from that place. But whatever floats your boat.
Lawrece let out a small chuckle and closed his eyes for a moment as he sat there beside the couch. All of this planning and thinking is giving me a headache. He thought to himself, then opened his eyes and looked at the floor in front of him. This is starting to get boring. I haven't even eaten breakfast yet, not to mention I've been up for hours. Though, I guess that would be my fault. I wonder how serious this business with the cove really is that it got Jace to call a meeting. Still, all of the suits aren't even here and we have a little 10 in the room with us. Lawrence let out a sigh and picked himself up off the floor. Sticking his right hand in his pajama pants pocket, he gave a small wave to Jace. "This i interesting and all..but I personally don't find it all that important for me to be here if I don't really care." He said with a smile, then turned and made his way back into the kitchen.
In the kitchen, he opened up the cupboard and pulled out a coffee cup, thankful someone had already gotten the coffee machine running. He poured himself a glass then, taking out a bag of sugar from the refrigerator, began to scoop some of the sweet powder into his cup. After scooping out the sugar multiple times and adding about nine scoops into his cup, he put the bag back in the refrigerator and twirled the black liquid around in his cup using his telekinesis. Honestly, to go this far because of a little rebelliousness in the cove, I don't get it. He thought to himself, taking a sip of the overly-sweet coffee, then coming back out into the living room and leaning his back against the wall closest to the kitchen. If Jace has some better reason to do something about the cove, he might as well spit it out already. Otherwise there is absolutely no point in me being here. I wouldn't mind going out for a bit. The library here is nice and all but I prefer antique stores. He took another drink of his coffee, listening as Rose finally main her input.
"I agree with Rose myself." he said, looking up from his cup. "We might as well not go about making a big deal out of it unless it's actually necessary. That will only anger the people in the cove more. Wouldn't you think taking a more resolved approach would be better? Going around using force all the time will just make us look reckless." His usual faint smile turned into a considerate, half smile and he slightly raised his eyebrow. "Also, as much fun as it is to toy with a few annoying minds now and then, today I just don't feel like breaking any bones, ya' know?" He said, taking another drink of his coffee, then frowning as he looked down into the cup to see that it was almost empty and the sugar that hadn't dissolved was piled at the bottom of the cup. Crap...I really don't want to walk all the way back into the kitchen and poor another one. This sucks..
In the kitchen, he opened up the cupboard and pulled out a coffee cup, thankful someone had already gotten the coffee machine running. He poured himself a glass then, taking out a bag of sugar from the refrigerator, began to scoop some of the sweet powder into his cup. After scooping out the sugar multiple times and adding about nine scoops into his cup, he put the bag back in the refrigerator and twirled the black liquid around in his cup using his telekinesis. Honestly, to go this far because of a little rebelliousness in the cove, I don't get it. He thought to himself, taking a sip of the overly-sweet coffee, then coming back out into the living room and leaning his back against the wall closest to the kitchen. If Jace has some better reason to do something about the cove, he might as well spit it out already. Otherwise there is absolutely no point in me being here. I wouldn't mind going out for a bit. The library here is nice and all but I prefer antique stores. He took another drink of his coffee, listening as Rose finally main her input.
"I agree with Rose myself." he said, looking up from his cup. "We might as well not go about making a big deal out of it unless it's actually necessary. That will only anger the people in the cove more. Wouldn't you think taking a more resolved approach would be better? Going around using force all the time will just make us look reckless." His usual faint smile turned into a considerate, half smile and he slightly raised his eyebrow. "Also, as much fun as it is to toy with a few annoying minds now and then, today I just don't feel like breaking any bones, ya' know?" He said, taking another drink of his coffee, then frowning as he looked down into the cup to see that it was almost empty and the sugar that hadn't dissolved was piled at the bottom of the cup. Crap...I really don't want to walk all the way back into the kitchen and poor another one. This sucks..
“Yeah?” Saunders replies, looking impassively down upon Nikki, “he swept you, you went down, he bent to help you up. Wouldn't of taken a second to slash you while he was that close.” Still, Wyvern contemplates as he stares down the length of his outstretched escrima stick at the intimidated Lex, the stammering, restless boy seems harmless enough. Whether he replaces Nikki's food with his own out of genuine guilt or to come off as undeserving of a beating Wyvern is not aware, but the gesture is enough to have the extended arm fall, and a tight grin to flash across the mechanic's face, “alright guy, I'll believe you.”
The majority of the surrounding onlookers had broken up by now, but there were still those especially keen on seeing a fight. The first disappointed jeers reach Saunders from a small collective of bare-chested skinny smugglers, and receive in response a guttural growl. Wyvern's vocal chords can be seen to vibrate clearly in his throat, in craft and release of a most intimidating noise – as if it were a tyrannosaur, not a man, that bared his teeth towards the aggressors. “Sod off!” Maxwell waves one of his escrima sticks in a wide arc, turning on the spot to look upon others who were joining in the attempt to stir up a fight, “you bleedin' maggots! Nothin' goin' on here.”
Saunders continues to shout off the milling remnants, some offering crude incentives for a bit violence, until they begin to trickle away. It is then that, by complete chance, swivelling hazel eyes land upon a rare spectacle here in the Cove, one Wyvern is surprised isn't drawing as much attention as he. Something in the way the waning sunlight reflects a tantalising shimmer down the length of blonde curls that frame a form slender as it would to cause a stir in any red-blooded male. But it is more than beauty that keeps Saunders' eyes peeled, his expression softening from anger to an apprehensive curiosity. The way she stood, and observed, relaxed yet readied. Primed, as they were made through their training. Prepared to become deadly at the snap of a finger. Whenever he'd seen them in the past his response was immediate, situational and instinctive – strike before they could, or run. Yet this one... Maxwell exhibits a moment of intense focus, his lips peeling back in revelation of a gritted teeth, while the walls of his nostrils flared with a powerful snort. He has her scent now, and could trace it later. This in mind, Wyvern tears his gaze away from Evita, and projects it onto Nikki.
“No problem, doll,” he speaks in casual response, and lifts his arms to replace the escrima sticks within their binds on the inside of his jacket, hidden from view, “they call me Wyvern, and so should you. Hey, you kids spent long in the Cove before now? Couple-a places you want to avoid. Say, guy, lemme see that meat – and don't wet your knickers again, I got money.”
The majority of the surrounding onlookers had broken up by now, but there were still those especially keen on seeing a fight. The first disappointed jeers reach Saunders from a small collective of bare-chested skinny smugglers, and receive in response a guttural growl. Wyvern's vocal chords can be seen to vibrate clearly in his throat, in craft and release of a most intimidating noise – as if it were a tyrannosaur, not a man, that bared his teeth towards the aggressors. “Sod off!” Maxwell waves one of his escrima sticks in a wide arc, turning on the spot to look upon others who were joining in the attempt to stir up a fight, “you bleedin' maggots! Nothin' goin' on here.”
Saunders continues to shout off the milling remnants, some offering crude incentives for a bit violence, until they begin to trickle away. It is then that, by complete chance, swivelling hazel eyes land upon a rare spectacle here in the Cove, one Wyvern is surprised isn't drawing as much attention as he. Something in the way the waning sunlight reflects a tantalising shimmer down the length of blonde curls that frame a form slender as it would to cause a stir in any red-blooded male. But it is more than beauty that keeps Saunders' eyes peeled, his expression softening from anger to an apprehensive curiosity. The way she stood, and observed, relaxed yet readied. Primed, as they were made through their training. Prepared to become deadly at the snap of a finger. Whenever he'd seen them in the past his response was immediate, situational and instinctive – strike before they could, or run. Yet this one... Maxwell exhibits a moment of intense focus, his lips peeling back in revelation of a gritted teeth, while the walls of his nostrils flared with a powerful snort. He has her scent now, and could trace it later. This in mind, Wyvern tears his gaze away from Evita, and projects it onto Nikki.
“No problem, doll,” he speaks in casual response, and lifts his arms to replace the escrima sticks within their binds on the inside of his jacket, hidden from view, “they call me Wyvern, and so should you. Hey, you kids spent long in the Cove before now? Couple-a places you want to avoid. Say, guy, lemme see that meat – and don't wet your knickers again, I got money.”
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Flynn watched, highly amused though her face showed only annoyance, as Kintry made herself obnoxious. Though, Flynn had to admit, Kintry had a way of lightening the mood everywhere she went. Even her previous grumpiness at Ogar slowly began to fade as she watched the Ace's antics. She began to wonder how such a light-hearted, playful person could manage to become an Ace in the first place. However, her thoughts soon turned from this. It was almost like an unspoken rule among the Clubs not to speculate on it.
Her thoughts then turned to the 10 of spades. Flynn wondered why the girl was even here. She wasn't really an "important" face card like the rest. It seemed like more than one were already getting a bit irritated with the girl. Flynn felt that the girl reminded her of herself at that age. This only made her dislike the girl more, for whatever reason. Flynn finally understood the irritation her superiors felt when she never seemed to listen, not that she in any way regretted it.
Flynn's attention came back to Jace as seemed to scold several people in the room, herself, Ogar,and Kintry included. I am completely calm, she thought almost angrily to herself. He began explaining the situation at the Cove. Some sort of rebellion? Or was it really just increase crime? Flynn didn't think he would call such a meeting if it was only the latter. Several people gave their opinion, a few of which she thought were valid solutions. However, before she could really come up with something to do, she did need to know more.
"What sort of crimes are they committing?" she said in a nearly demanding tone.
Her thoughts then turned to the 10 of spades. Flynn wondered why the girl was even here. She wasn't really an "important" face card like the rest. It seemed like more than one were already getting a bit irritated with the girl. Flynn felt that the girl reminded her of herself at that age. This only made her dislike the girl more, for whatever reason. Flynn finally understood the irritation her superiors felt when she never seemed to listen, not that she in any way regretted it.
Flynn's attention came back to Jace as seemed to scold several people in the room, herself, Ogar,and Kintry included. I am completely calm, she thought almost angrily to herself. He began explaining the situation at the Cove. Some sort of rebellion? Or was it really just increase crime? Flynn didn't think he would call such a meeting if it was only the latter. Several people gave their opinion, a few of which she thought were valid solutions. However, before she could really come up with something to do, she did need to know more.
"What sort of crimes are they committing?" she said in a nearly demanding tone.
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Kintry's eyes flashed eagerly, a smile on her face in cat form. She dipped her head forward, the muffin falling off, and she bit into it as it descended. It was finished off in seconds, and then she grinned up at the 10 once more. "Smart choice, little ten." She shifted back into her human form, leaning back on her arms on Ogar. Her head tilted to the side, and she snorted derisively. "And you really think that letting them continue like this, and gain more people to what's happening is going to help? I don't think you see the whole picture, little ten. Letting it go on like this is only going to make the people more angry, and if we don't do anything about it, as we haven't really been keeping an eye on it in the first place, things are going to get really hairy. This is why you're only a ten, and the rest of us are at the top of the Hierarchy." The fem's lips turned up in a smirk, her eyes daring her to challenge it.
She then merely giggled, that smile back on her face as she glanced around the room. She watched as Lawrence went off to the kitchen, and her stomach growled very loudly. "Well if he gets to go, I'm going!" She pushed herself off of Ogar, and then made her way to the iced-over door. She put her finger on her lips, wondering how the previous had gone in and out unless there was a door she wasn't seeing. She shrugged, smiling merrily to herself and shifted into a bird-like creature. The temperature around her rose viciously, and the Ace of Clubs, now a phoenix, stepped lightly through the ice, having it melt immediately around her. After she was through the tiny obstacle, she turned, bowed, smiled cheekily, and then turned after saying a quick "I'll be back".
The girl then ran quickly through the hallways, immediately going to the fridge and taking out a bunch of cold food ranging from pancakes to bacon, to cake and juice, as well as strawberries and other sugary high-calorie sweets and the like. She shifted onto her tiptoes and took out a container of maple syrup, going all out on those pancakes. The syrup oozed out, amassing on top until the breakfast food was more than completely drenched. The gooey substance was even beginning to overflow the plate. Happily, she rocked on her heels before plopping down, beginning to tuck into everything cold. She really didn't have any time to heat it up, nor did she care much anyway.
Now having satisfied her avid hunger and licking her platters and silverware clean, she got up, stretched, washed her hands, and took a few moments to digest the food a bit before taking out a bag of jumbo marshmallows. Satisfied with herself, Kintry returned back into the room, walking straight towards Lawrence before grabbing his mug and running two fingers along the bottom, gathering up most of the sugar before landing on the plush carpet that surrounded the sofa which Ogar was sitting on. The fem then viciously ripped open the bag on marshmallows before taking one and wiping her fingers, and then popping the rest of them into her mouth one by one, holding it protectively close to herself, having no intention of sharing.
She then merely giggled, that smile back on her face as she glanced around the room. She watched as Lawrence went off to the kitchen, and her stomach growled very loudly. "Well if he gets to go, I'm going!" She pushed herself off of Ogar, and then made her way to the iced-over door. She put her finger on her lips, wondering how the previous had gone in and out unless there was a door she wasn't seeing. She shrugged, smiling merrily to herself and shifted into a bird-like creature. The temperature around her rose viciously, and the Ace of Clubs, now a phoenix, stepped lightly through the ice, having it melt immediately around her. After she was through the tiny obstacle, she turned, bowed, smiled cheekily, and then turned after saying a quick "I'll be back".
The girl then ran quickly through the hallways, immediately going to the fridge and taking out a bunch of cold food ranging from pancakes to bacon, to cake and juice, as well as strawberries and other sugary high-calorie sweets and the like. She shifted onto her tiptoes and took out a container of maple syrup, going all out on those pancakes. The syrup oozed out, amassing on top until the breakfast food was more than completely drenched. The gooey substance was even beginning to overflow the plate. Happily, she rocked on her heels before plopping down, beginning to tuck into everything cold. She really didn't have any time to heat it up, nor did she care much anyway.
Now having satisfied her avid hunger and licking her platters and silverware clean, she got up, stretched, washed her hands, and took a few moments to digest the food a bit before taking out a bag of jumbo marshmallows. Satisfied with herself, Kintry returned back into the room, walking straight towards Lawrence before grabbing his mug and running two fingers along the bottom, gathering up most of the sugar before landing on the plush carpet that surrounded the sofa which Ogar was sitting on. The fem then viciously ripped open the bag on marshmallows before taking one and wiping her fingers, and then popping the rest of them into her mouth one by one, holding it protectively close to herself, having no intention of sharing.
Meira had to bite back laughter at her uptight superiors and their condescension. They strutted themselves about like little peacocks, an analogy which only further amused her. Calling her out on her lack of judgement, treating her like dirt... That didn't make her feel angry or sad. Actually, it was hilarious in a sick way. They mistook her carefree suggestion for some sort of heavily thought over plan, and then the insults began.
No, idiots. I'm a 10 because I don't care about you or your Hierarchy. Leave the paperwork and the boring stuff to these old geese, I say. I'd much rather enjoy myself than be an egotistical and uptight shut-in. The teleporter thought derisively, giving an amused, carefree, and overall rather insulting laugh.
"Oh? Alright then, little kitten," She chuckled mockingly. "Do as you like. If being a boring old grouch before my time is what it takes to attend in such esteemed company, then I think I'll pass. No motivation, you see. I'd rather play! Rely on you old codgers in a pinch." Plucking a marshmellow from her pocket - specifically one that had just been inches away from Kintry's mouth the previous second, and had suddenly and inexplicably vanished thanks to Meira's powers - she tossed it down her throat, gave a carefree wave, turned and, placing her hands in her pockets, walked apathetically into a wall, and vanished with a last taunting laugh.
No, idiots. I'm a 10 because I don't care about you or your Hierarchy. Leave the paperwork and the boring stuff to these old geese, I say. I'd much rather enjoy myself than be an egotistical and uptight shut-in. The teleporter thought derisively, giving an amused, carefree, and overall rather insulting laugh.
"Oh? Alright then, little kitten," She chuckled mockingly. "Do as you like. If being a boring old grouch before my time is what it takes to attend in such esteemed company, then I think I'll pass. No motivation, you see. I'd rather play! Rely on you old codgers in a pinch." Plucking a marshmellow from her pocket - specifically one that had just been inches away from Kintry's mouth the previous second, and had suddenly and inexplicably vanished thanks to Meira's powers - she tossed it down her throat, gave a carefree wave, turned and, placing her hands in her pockets, walked apathetically into a wall, and vanished with a last taunting laugh.
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Lawrence let out a sigh as Meira began to go on about the reason she was a 10. In a way he agreed with her, though he still wasn't very fond of her sarcastic tone. They hadn't always been so high up. Once they were all just simple little numbers as well. He didn't know about the other aces, but it had been more work than he bargained for to get into such a high rank. He would've stayed a jack if he hadn't been the first on the list to take over after the last Ace of Hearts died. It hadn't really been his intention but he took the offer anyway, seeing it as a free ticket to have the choice to do whatever he wanted. We were all numbers too at a time. He thought to himself, though didn't say anything out loud as he lifted his cup and let the soggy sugar and the last bit of coffee slip into his mouth, moving the sugar around on his tongue for a moment before swallowing it.
He let out a sigh and watched the girl vanish from the room after passing around what seemed like a few insults. "Geeze, she sure makes me feel like an old man. Somebody woke up on the wrong side of the bed this morning." He mumbled then smiled as he turned his attention back to the other suits in the room. "Then again, apart from The Hulk and Cat Woman, you all look pretty grumpy today." He joked. The empty coffee cup floated away from his hand and he gently let it glide across to the room and placed it on the coffee table in front of the couch in the center of the room. "So, how bout we get this meeting over with." He said, then let his eyes focus on Jace. "What is it exactly that's got you all worked up huh?" he asked, his smile still on his face but his light green eyes were clearly serious.
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He let out a sigh and watched the girl vanish from the room after passing around what seemed like a few insults. "Geeze, she sure makes me feel like an old man. Somebody woke up on the wrong side of the bed this morning." He mumbled then smiled as he turned his attention back to the other suits in the room. "Then again, apart from The Hulk and Cat Woman, you all look pretty grumpy today." He joked. The empty coffee cup floated away from his hand and he gently let it glide across to the room and placed it on the coffee table in front of the couch in the center of the room. "So, how bout we get this meeting over with." He said, then let his eyes focus on Jace. "What is it exactly that's got you all worked up huh?" he asked, his smile still on his face but his light green eyes were clearly serious.
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Ogar sat and tried to follow along with the conversation. There were a lot of good points being made, but he didn't understand why they weren't doing anything. Several people have already gone up to get food from the kitchen, and one person left the room entirely. Everyone else appeared to be arguing about how to deal with the Cove, but he hardly understood any of it. Some people seemed to be suggesting to do something. Others seemed to be suggesting to do nothing, hoping to do something eventually. And others wanted to do nothing while pretending to do something. It confused Ogar, and caused him to become very frustrated.
"Why are we still talking?" Ogar asked, nearly yelling. "We need to go out there and attack the problem head on! If we see somebody causing a problem, we stomp them! It isn't that hard!" He stood up, to emphasize his point. "Whatever we need to do. Kill them. Kill their family. Destroy their homes. Destroy their businesses. We send the message that trouble making behavior will not be tolerated. And if that doesn't make it stop, we keep going. And we'll keep going until all of the Cove is annihilated. Either way, we rid ourselves of the problem."
Ogar sat back into the couch. "Or we can stay here and talk some more. The problems get worse and worse. Doesn't matter to me much."
"Why are we still talking?" Ogar asked, nearly yelling. "We need to go out there and attack the problem head on! If we see somebody causing a problem, we stomp them! It isn't that hard!" He stood up, to emphasize his point. "Whatever we need to do. Kill them. Kill their family. Destroy their homes. Destroy their businesses. We send the message that trouble making behavior will not be tolerated. And if that doesn't make it stop, we keep going. And we'll keep going until all of the Cove is annihilated. Either way, we rid ourselves of the problem."
Ogar sat back into the couch. "Or we can stay here and talk some more. The problems get worse and worse. Doesn't matter to me much."
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Pandora raised an eyebrow and nodded at Ogar's outburst. "I agree with Ogar. Direct action is most definitely the only way to ensure that the citizens of the Cove stay controlled. I agree that it is not difficult to do such a thing, and that wrecking their ways of life sends a decent message and relays our point quite nicely. In addition, whatever the final course of action comes to be, it needs to be administered in a timely fashion, before the mess gets worse." She nodded once more, confirming her advocacy of Ogar's suggestion. The problems in the Cove would escelate if nothing was done. It was foolish to sit around and take no action. And, if the Cove were to dissipate in the process, so be it. No matter what the cost, the order previously upheld within the Hierarchy must not crumble, lest the balance they had all known cease to exist. The problems in the Cove were only the tip of the iceberg, so to speak. It would worsen exponentially, the Ace of Spades was certain, if immediate, effective action was not taken.
The setting changes from The Spire to Present Day Earth
Dmitri listened to everyone discuss the matter, and as some people went off to find food. That was seriously tempting, but he probably should hang around a bit so he didn't miss anything good. Ogar and his direct superior Pandora both agreed on storming in and smashing down with supreme force. He smiled and spoke up finally, having kept quiet for the most part. "While I am for stomping rebels as the next guy, I think subtle action will work better. Identify the malcontents, discredit them in the public eye, and once they are seen as villains, capture and execute them for crimes against all people. Cause terrorist actions, plant evidence that pins the blame on them. Without proper support from the public at large, a rebel movement is nothing more than extremists with no support or help what so ever. Just moving in and smashing them, and whatever is around them as collateral damage, only gives them reason to say 'Look, the Hierarchy is just brutish bullies!'. They don't need the ammo to throw against us. We get the publicity boost, avoid unnecessary levels of mindless violence, and deal with the problem at the same time."
Dmitri adjusted the way his hat sat on his head, before brushing his hands off and crossing his arms again. He had given his two cents in comparison in the direction the conversation seemed to be going so far. Whatever was decided, he would support of course, but he was offering alternatives. He had to wonder if anyone would listen that had a serious say in the matter.
Dmitri adjusted the way his hat sat on his head, before brushing his hands off and crossing his arms again. He had given his two cents in comparison in the direction the conversation seemed to be going so far. Whatever was decided, he would support of course, but he was offering alternatives. He had to wonder if anyone would listen that had a serious say in the matter.
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Rose could hardly hold in a scoff that she almost let out. "I hardly think that is a good idea Ogar. Running around rampant only makes us seem like...well as Dmitri said, bullies. I'm sure that would just make more people join there cause. I know it's hard to believe, and I hate to admit it myself, but there comes a point where quantity does matter more than quality. No matter how good we are at fighting we can't take on the whole cove and come out on top."
She sighed and rubbed her temples, mumbling, "I hate mornings like these." Before continuing. "I guess it just depends on the severity of the problem. However." She gives a stern look over to Ogar. "Killing everybody is not the answer. We can't go on with in heirarchy if we don't have anybody to govern. We might as well not do anything if we destroy everything we rule over."
She sighed and rubbed her temples, mumbling, "I hate mornings like these." Before continuing. "I guess it just depends on the severity of the problem. However." She gives a stern look over to Ogar. "Killing everybody is not the answer. We can't go on with in heirarchy if we don't have anybody to govern. We might as well not do anything if we destroy everything we rule over."
Kintry's lips upturned in a very bright and cheerful smirk as the ten left. "Geeze, finally." She then turned to Jace, a pleading look in her eyes. "Can I pleaaaaseee kill her, pretty please Jace?" She then turned back to Ogar as he began to speak, her head nodding ever so softly. She then patted him reassuringly, that same cheerful smile on her face. "Ah, I agree with you Ogar, however, like as mentioned, there are some tactical errors. However! I'm sure it'll be easy to find you some smashing to do in any case!!" She giggled warmly, her whole demeanor screaming 'innocent yet devilishly sadistic child'. The girl tilted her head, her hair falling off of her shoulders and drifting lazily down, hanging in the air. She then shrugged, turning to Rose.
"Rose-Kiva, I'm sure that with the combined forces of the upper hierarchy, it would be so simple to wipe them all out! Please don't underestimate the power of the Aces!" The girl was obviously playful, having absolutely no crossness whatsoever. "I mean, I'd need a whole BLOODY lot of food, but still!" Kintry spread her arms out wide as she emphasized 'lot', her head tilting back for the same reason. She then shrugged, giggling ever so softly. She smiled at Dmitri, but a smirk soon entwined on her lips as well. She quickly got up, settled back on the couch and having discarded her now-empty marshmallow bag, she turned into an owl, swept down over to him and plucked his hat right off of his head by the rim and dip in the design. Landing a couple feet away from him, the girl returned back to normal, placing the hat on her own head with a sweet and all-too-innocent smile. She then flashed him a wink, sticking out her tongue. Her features practically screamed 'if you want your hat back, you'll have to come get it~'. Just for good measure, the Ace placed one hand on the top, making sure he couldn't just use telekinesis to grab it off. That was cheating.
"Rose-Kiva, I'm sure that with the combined forces of the upper hierarchy, it would be so simple to wipe them all out! Please don't underestimate the power of the Aces!" The girl was obviously playful, having absolutely no crossness whatsoever. "I mean, I'd need a whole BLOODY lot of food, but still!" Kintry spread her arms out wide as she emphasized 'lot', her head tilting back for the same reason. She then shrugged, giggling ever so softly. She smiled at Dmitri, but a smirk soon entwined on her lips as well. She quickly got up, settled back on the couch and having discarded her now-empty marshmallow bag, she turned into an owl, swept down over to him and plucked his hat right off of his head by the rim and dip in the design. Landing a couple feet away from him, the girl returned back to normal, placing the hat on her own head with a sweet and all-too-innocent smile. She then flashed him a wink, sticking out her tongue. Her features practically screamed 'if you want your hat back, you'll have to come get it~'. Just for good measure, the Ace placed one hand on the top, making sure he couldn't just use telekinesis to grab it off. That was cheating.
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Flynn Tegan
Stubbornness does have its helpful features. You always know what you're going to be thinking tomorrow.
Ellen Rhodes
"I'll show those people... how it feels to be murdered inside."
Ogar
"Don't dare get in my way, I'll run right over you."
Meira Phenix
"If you can see me, you're dead. If you can't see me, you're dead. Even if I'm on the other side of the world, you're still dead. So don't piss me off, 'kay, kid?
Aurora Mae Laurn
"Just because I'm a jack, doesn't mean you're the boss of me, sorry love, it's not going to work that way."
Wyvern
"What's big isn't always bad."
Dmitri Cherevin
"Come, we shall dance with the Devil tonight!"
Kintry Lauver
"Nah, I think I'll go play instead."
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Kintry Lauver
"Nah, I think I'll go play instead."
Nikki Parchelem
"Let the fire burn within you."
Pandora Geminite
"Those who stray from order must be reminded of their place."
Ellen Rhodes
"I'll show those people... how it feels to be murdered inside."
Wyvern
"What's big isn't always bad."
Flynn Tegan
Stubbornness does have its helpful features. You always know what you're going to be thinking tomorrow.
Ogar
"Don't dare get in my way, I'll run right over you."
Dmitri Cherevin
"Come, we shall dance with the Devil tonight!"
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Wyvern
"What's big isn't always bad."
Dmitri Cherevin
"Come, we shall dance with the Devil tonight!"
Meira Phenix
"If you can see me, you're dead. If you can't see me, you're dead. Even if I'm on the other side of the world, you're still dead. So don't piss me off, 'kay, kid?
Aurora Mae Laurn
"Just because I'm a jack, doesn't mean you're the boss of me, sorry love, it's not going to work that way."
Flynn Tegan
Stubbornness does have its helpful features. You always know what you're going to be thinking tomorrow.
Rose Hellena
Watch out, with a rose there is also thorns
Ogar
"Don't dare get in my way, I'll run right over you."
Ellen Rhodes
"I'll show those people... how it feels to be murdered inside."
Kintry Lauver
"Nah, I think I'll go play instead."
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The black market for those who do not reside within the Hierarchy and choose to live on their own.
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Headquarters of the Hierarchy and a land comprised entirely SUITs.
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Re: Stacked Deck
o.o I knew someone has been stalking me!! You have finally revealed yourself!! Someone get me my time machine, we shall end this!
Re: Stacked Deck
Nah. Haven't properly formed the idea yet, and until it takes root it'll stay in a state of flux undecided as to whether I'll do it or not.
Re: Stacked Deck
It did serve as inspiration for another RP idea that I'm toying with at the moment.
Re: Stacked Deck
Yup, that's the annoyance of RPing, too suseptible to death. I mean if the post speed slows down at one point, you are likely not to recover to the normall post speed.
Re: Stacked Deck
:( Damn I hate when that happens. And he just said tht he would be posting soon. Guess I'll stick it out for another week and see what happens, then go ahead and get rid of my character. I had faith in this rp >< suuuuucks
Re: Stacked Deck
o.O How Did You Know!!!
And yaya!! Herroo SkyBreaker :3 Glad to still have u. And sorry hope life takes a turn for the better soon fer you.
And yaya!! Herroo SkyBreaker :3 Glad to still have u. And sorry hope life takes a turn for the better soon fer you.
Re: Stacked Deck
Well, at least the fact that the Gm is still around gives me a reason to complete my character sheet. I'll be off doing that.
Re: Stacked Deck
Hey Hai people. Hey Hi People. I've been gone for a while as I'm sure you can tell :X but I've been insanely busy this last week. And Everything Hasn't exactly been going great. I'll be posting now I suppose.... Tired... Bad mood that kind of thing.
Re: Stacked Deck
There are actually 3 N's! and a W.
-> second row, a bit left from the middle
-> second to last row, a bit right from the middle
-> Mixi N g Music With Magic.
:P
-> second row, a bit left from the middle
-> second to last row, a bit right from the middle
-> Mixi N g Music With Magic.
:P
Re: Stacked Deck
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There are two N's located in these rows of M's. Where are they? :3
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There are two N's located in these rows of M's. Where are they? :3